My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

The Invisible Man, a member of the Super Seven, disappeared on the seventh day.

Water Towers, Crime Analysis Unit.

Technician Anika is staring at the computer in a daze.

Her usual job is to monitor the streets and alleys of New York City using the satellite network system of Water Company, and report any crimes immediately.

It's a boring job, but you have to face the computer screen all the time.

Anika has been working overtime for more than five hours straight.

There was a strange smell of sweat in the room, which was the smell of the technician opposite her.

It's like throwing yogurt into a manure bucket and fermenting it for a hundred days.

The light was so harsh that she could hardly keep her eyes open.

She really wished that her black-rimmed short-sighted glasses could be replaced by sunglasses.

After taking a sip of Red Bull, he swallowed it with difficulty, his stomach regurgitated, as if his stomach was filled with ice water. This feeling of ice and fire made her want to vomit.

Just as she was lamenting for her stomach, she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Looking back, it was a native of the motherland with a strange smile on his face.

Anika tightly clenched the Red Bull in her hand.

She respects and fears the company's top superhero, the motherlander.

Especially the pair of eyes of the other party, fierce, crazy eyes that could kill someone at any time.

And that dangerously perfect smile that feels fake anyway.

It would make her shudder.

"Motherland... welcome, welcome to the criminal analysis department. You... do you want to drink Red Bull?"

Anika wanted to slap herself in the face, she was so nervous, her brain short-circuited, she didn't know what nonsense she was talking about.

The man from the motherland didn't care about these things. He bent down and asked Anika, "Have you found the invisible man?"

"No, but the security personnel have already gone to him."

The motherlander looked directly into Anika's eyes, "He has been missing for almost a week, and I can simply assume that your abilities are limited to this. I will go find him personally, so please tell me his last location."

"Um..." Anika hesitated, "Should I call Ms. Stillwell first? Then I will..."

"No-no-no. You're talking to me, looking into my eyes."

The motherlander pressed Anika's shoulders, and the fake smile on his face faded away.

Annie swallowed, "I still feel..."

"what's your name?"

"Anika, sir, Anika."

The Homelander let go of Anika's shoulder, "Anika, that's a nice name. Listen, Anika, I'm a Homelander, and I can do whatever the hell I want, get it? Now, the Invisible Man Tell me where it last appeared!"

Annie looked at those dangerous eyes and nodded involuntarily.

After coming out of the Criminal Analysis Department, the Homelander meets Queen Maeve who is waiting for him.

"The Invisible Man finally called me and said he had found someone connected to the Court of Owls, and he disappeared."

"Hmm," the native nodded. "Are you trying to say that his disappearance is related to the Owl Court?"

Queen Maeve showed a worried look on her face, "If this is the case, he must have discovered some clues and was imprisoned or killed by those people. He knows too much, and those people will definitely not let it go... ..”

"Are you persuading me not to go too deep? Maeve, this is not like your style." The motherland smiled, "Please, as long as I want to do something in this world, there is nothing I can't do. I don't believe that A group of people who hide their heads and show their tails can stop me."

He exudes a confident and domineering air from the inside out.

"Our opponents, you don't know them."

Maeve sighed.

"The invisible man said that in the court of owls, there are high-level executives of Water Company. If that is true, our every move must be under the surveillance of the other party. I always think that the other party used the sound wave generator to attack me that night. Not give me a warning."

"Warning you to mind your own business?"

The motherlander snorted disdainfully, "You think too highly of each other, Maeve."

"Don't you think so too?"

Maeve came over and stared into the eyes of the people from the motherland, "Otherwise you wouldn't have passed Ms. Stillwell and acted without authorization. If you do this, it shows that you have begun to distrust the senior management of the Walter Company."

The native man raised his jaw slightly and narrowed his eyes, "Maeve, you are very smart, but don't try to guess my mind. Because that is a very dangerous behavior."

He reached out and gently squeezed Maeve's chin.

"Now, I'm going to check where the invisible man last appeared. Do you want to go with me?"

Maeve shook her head, "Let's act separately! I think you will definitely get nothing from the place you go."

"Why?"

"A woman's intuition."

"Look!" The heartthrob smiles on the faces of the motherlanders again, "Maeve, sometimes you are smart and bold, acting according to reasoning and careful logic. Sometimes you are rash and impulsive, acting entirely based on intuition and experience. You Character, I really love you to death!"

"Thanks, but I have to go! See you later!"

Maeve waved her hand and strode out of the corridor.

The people of the motherland who stood still and didn't know what to think were left behind.

 …

The place Maeve went to investigate was Ben Senhe.

Because she heard that before the invisible man disappeared, this was the place she visited most often.

Chinatown in Benson Hall, Brooklyn, also known as "Eighty-Sixth Street".

The subway viaduct covers the entire road. Whenever the subway passes by, the huge roar is deafening, the earth shakes and the mountains seem to shake, and it seems that even the air is trembling.

Chinatown, which thrives with the subway, exudes vigorous vitality at night.

The bustling crowd in the night market and the Chinese signboards swaying gently in the wind constitute this bustling commercial street.

In a quiet alley with dim street lights, a black man dressed as a hippie is graffiti on the wall.

A middle-aged Chinese woman passing by saw the graffiti on the wall and frowned, "Sir, please stop your actions. Otherwise, I will call the police immediately, because your graffiti on the wall has involved racial discrimination!"

The words graffitied by blacks on the walls are "Chinese people get out!", "Chinese locusts" and other words that are obviously insulting to China.

As a Chinese, of course she will not turn a blind eye.

The black hippie came up and squinted at her, "What else? Chow!"

"Chow" means "Chinese dog".

"You...I want to call the police!"

The woman with her lips trembling with anger was about to pull out her mobile phone from her satchel and call the police.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I will obediently ask you to call the police. Chinese grandma, obediently hand over your money. If you want to make trouble with yourself, come and try to resist this thing in my hand."

The Negro drew a pistol from his belt and aimed it at her.

When an argument about racism suddenly turns into a heist, she doesn't expect it.

So much so that he was stunned for a while, standing stupidly without any reaction.

The black man came up cursing and preparing to rob, but he didn't expect another unexpected visitor to come to the alley.

"If you dare to act rashly, I will wring your nose off!"

The uninvited guest in the shadow threatened the black man.