Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Mond shook his head and said slowly: "No, Chief, you are the best police chief I have ever seen. You have always fulfilled your duties, never engaged in corruption or bribery, and always have the people of New York in your heart."

"Whenever I encounter a case, you take the lead and are the first one to go to the police station. Director, I was transferred from another state. I have to say it from my heart. The police department here in New York is much better than the ones I worked in before.

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"It's all because of you. A good police chief can change a police department, and a good police department can change a city."

George Stacy smiled and said: "Okay, Mond, I don't need you to comfort me. I have experienced many more storms in my life than you."

"Hey, don't be so pessimistic, kid. Things haven't reached their worst yet..."

"We haven't run out of ammunition yet, we haven't lost yet, we still have a chance to win, and we still have the possibility of a comeback."

"Win?" A wry smile appeared on Mond's lips, and he said: "Director, do we really have any hope of winning? New York is in chaos right now, and we have too many people who need to be protected..."

George Stacey smiled and said: "Mond, don't be discouraged. Remember that the police need to stay calm at all times. In addition, we are not fighting alone. We still have many helpers."

"Is there any latest notice from the city government? Has the military sent a contact?"

At this important juncture, George Stacey could not let his men feel despair. He always had a smile on his lips, but everyone in the police station knew that his smile was very forced.

Mond nodded and replied: "Director, when the third case occurred, we sent a joint action application to the military. When the tenth case occurred, the military gave us feedback and agreed."

"Almost an hour has passed now. According to the speed of the military Boeing AH-64, it should arrive in five minutes."

"As for the situation at the city government, I don't know. Director, as you know, they have always been inefficient and only try to pass the blame."

"I guess our mayor, Mr. John Sr., is still having a video conference with the White House right now? By the time their notice comes out, New York will be ruined..."

Mond curled his lips and complained, his tone full of indignation.

George Stacey nodded silently, saying that he agreed with Mond's statement. Rather than trusting the bureaucrats of the New York City Government, it would be better to trust the rough guys in the army.

Just when George Stacey was thinking about how to deploy actions, try his best to resolve disputes and maintain peace in New York.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

A burst of steady and powerful footsteps suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the command center was pushed open with great force.

A tall, serious-looking old man with gray hair and wearing a green military uniform walked in surrounded by a dozen senior officers with guns and ammunition.

The upper left corner of the old man's green military uniform jacket is covered with various medals, and there are four shining stars on his shoulder straps.

Seeing the old man walking in, George Stacey's eyes lit up slightly and he hurriedly greeted him.

The person who came was none other than the commander of the New York Military District, General Ross, a four-star general of the US Army. He was a heavy-weight general and a well-known hawk in the military.

George Stacey walked up to General Ross, saluted with a military salute to show respect, and then said: "General Ross, you are finally here."

Seeing this, General Ross nodded and said in a very cold tone: "Director George, I already know some things. The terrorists this time are really arrogant to the extreme. Today's incident is even more embarrassing than the one at the beginning of the century.

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"The White House attaches great importance to this matter, and the military is quickly mobilizing. New York is the economic center of the world and affects the world every minute. We must protect the safety of taxpayers."

"Next, I will be in charge of this joint operation. Please explain the case in detail as soon as possible. Don't waste any time!"

"This time we not only want to end the riots in New York as quickly as possible, but also catch the person behind the scenes who encouraged all this to happen."

"Director George, after this matter is over, think about how to explain to Congress... Your matter is very serious. Not only have you brought shame to this country, you have also failed this city and its people. Don't

If you think of shooting yourself, your behavior needs to be judged by the taxpayers!"

General Ross was not polite at all. When he came up, he took the lead and directly ordered George Stacey to report with a straight face without giving any face.

This is in line with his hawkish style.

And this is what George Stacy is happy to see. His body cannot withstand the big events that happened today. Although General Ross has a domineering and bad personality and is not popular, he is a master who can resist and dare to do things.

Although those reprimands were unpleasant to hear, the fact that General Ross could appear here and be the commander of this joint operation had helped George Stacey attract some of the firepower, diverted the attention of all parties, and gave him a chance to correct himself.

Chance.

George Stacey took a deep breath, very grateful.

He coughed slightly and was about to start telling the case.

"Wait a moment!"

A very cold and emotionless voice suddenly sounded, interrupting George Stacey's efforts to gather strength before reporting.

Nick Fury, wearing a black windbreaker, took Coulson and Hill with him and broke into the command center with big strides.

Nick Fury took out a piece of paper from his arms and said seriously: "General Ross, Director George, the White House has just revised the notice."

"I will be the commander-in-chief of this operation. I hope everyone can cooperate well."

"Let me meet you, my name is Nick Fury, and I am the director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"SHIELD?" General Ross narrowed his eyes, took out a cigar from his arms, held it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and said quietly: "Nick Fury, I've heard of you,

I’ve also heard about your SHIELD, you have a lot of good stuff there.”

"But it seems that you are not needed this time... The case here does not involve supernatural forces, so you are a bit too lenient!"

As a hawkish representative of the military, General Ross, who believes in the supremacy of force, looks down upon S.H.I.E.L.D.

Because S.H.I.E.L.D. occupies a lot of data and a lot of special items.

In the eyes of General Ross, these things should belong to the military. Only the military can make good use of those things. With those things, the beautiful country's army will be invincible and there will no longer be an enemy that cannot be defeated.

Nick Fury had an expressionless face, no words, and waved his hand forward.

Colson, who was standing behind him, nodded slightly, opened the black suitcase he was carrying, took out a computer, then took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, inserted it into the computer, and pressed his hands on the keyboard.

Start operation.

Five seconds later, all the computers in the command center were hacked by Coulson.

Coulson tapped the space lightly, and the huge display screen in the center of the command center flickered, and an extremely weird smiling face appeared, looking like a clown.

"Ahem..." Coulson coughed lightly and said: "Hello everyone, let me introduce myself. I am Coulson, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Next, let me tell you about today's event

Who is behind this incident, and the terrible dangers present in this incident."

"The name of this smiling face is Joker. As we all know, Joker means clown, which is the clown we often see in the circus. Clown was originally a funny word, but now it has become so popular because of this guy.

It became an indescribable horror.”

"I know, you may not know how scary this guy is? You think everything I'm saying now is just scaremongering, so let's talk with facts and let everyone experience what is scary up close?"

Coulson tapped the space bar, and a very terrifying photo appeared on the screen.

In an alley full of blood, there were more than a dozen people kneeling on the ground, with exaggerated laughs on their faces and blood flowing from their mouths.

Although this was not his first time watching it, Coulson still felt a kind of horror, a kind of horror emanating from his soul.

He explained in a low voice: "This is the scene when the clown first appeared in the information we recorded. It was a rainy night in September ten years ago. The place where he appeared was Hell's Kitchen, in an alley that night.

All the people died tragically.”

"He very cruelly cut open the mouth of the deceased with a knife and forced a big smile... According to forensic identification, those smiles were made when the deceased were still alive..."

Coulson continued to tap the space bar, and a lump of mud that looked vaguely human appeared on the screen.

Colson gritted his teeth and said: "This is the second time he appeared. Ten years ago at noon in October, the location was the Broadway Opera House. The deceased was an eight-year-old girl who died due to falling from the building."

"This time he did not carve a smile on the little girl's face, but drew a smile with blood on the place where the little girl died."

Colson's face became increasingly ugly and he continued to type on the keyboard.

"the third time……"

"the fourth time……"

"..."

"..."

"Gentlemen, we cannot speculate on the pattern of the clown's appearance. Everything comes from his preferences. He is like a moody child. We have no idea what is going on in his mind."

"In the past ten years, we at SHIELD have found out that there are about 500 people who died at the hands of the Joker. How many more people don't know? I think it must be more than 500!"

Colson paused briefly to give everyone's brains a buffer time.

"Huh!" He took a deep breath and continued: "Gentlemen, simply causing killings is not the most frightening thing about clowns. The clown has one of the most terrifying characteristics, he has super infection.

Sex, as long as anyone has been exposed to clowns, there is a high possibility of becoming similar to clowns!"

Coulson tapped again, this time playing a video.

In the video, the clown inserted a pistol into a man's mouth, blew the man's head with a "bang", and then smiled, picked up gasoline and burned the man's body.

As he burned it, he hummed a song: "Today is also a beautiful day. Birds are singing and flowers are blooming. On this day, children like you...should be burned in hell."

The video ends here.

After watching this video, people in the command center suddenly shuddered. Watching pictures and watching videos are two different sensory experiences.

The picture is still, just placed there, and it doesn't make people feel very scary.

But the video is a dynamic picture. Every second of the scene, every change of light and shadow, tells the story of the clown's behavior, and explains what fear is?

Coulson lowered his head, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said with great sadness: "The young man in the video is an agent of our S.H.I.E.L.D. He found the Joker, but was brutally killed by the Joker."

"The agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. have been rigorously trained. Each of them has experienced hundreds of battles. Each of them is a powerful warrior, but in front of the clown, they are like a child, being played with wantonly."

"So, when facing the clown, we must not take it lightly. We have summarized all the information about the clown and gained an experience, that is, we must not use normal thinking to analyze him."

"The current chaos in New York is only on the surface. What the clown wants is something deeper..."

"Wait!" General Ross put out the cigar in his hand, chuckled, looked at Nick Fury, and said provocatively: "Nick Fury, I still think there is no need for SHIELD to intervene in this matter...

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"After reading your stuff, all of us here know that the clown is just a human being. It does not involve supernatural abilities. This matter does not fall under your jurisdiction."

"It is enough for our military and police to solve it. No matter how terrifying the clown is, he is just a perverted criminal."

"In addition, what infection are you talking about? I can say with absolute certainty that my soldiers will never be infected. Each of them has a will of steel."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, to be honest, Nick Fury, I really doubt the ability of your S.H.I.E.L.D. now. You can't deal with a human criminal. So when you face a supernatural criminal, you probably have to raise your hands.

Kneel on the ground and surrender!"

"Nick Fury, hand over those things that SHIELD has forcibly occupied and hand them over to our military. I will apply to the White House. You really don't seem to have the ability to take charge of these now."

Nick Fury sneered and said: "General Ross, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. Who told you that the Joker is just a human being?"

"The clown is not a simple human being, he is a god, an evil god!"

"The person we are fighting now is an evil god, which has already entered the supernatural field... In addition, the White House cannot control SHIELD and can only put pressure on our SHIELD."

"We, SHIELD, are directly affiliated with the entire United Nations, and our responsibility is to protect the entire earth!"