Phantom Thief Kidd in the Comic World

"Tap tap tap..."

As the sound of footsteps came one after another, Kaitou Kidd finally reached the top of the central exhibition hall.

A total of two hundred meters away.

But it took more than three minutes.

Because Kaitou Kidd's pace was slow and unhurried, each step was accurately controlled to one meter.

At this time, the whole place was completely silent.

Everyone is immersed in the shock brought by walking in the air.

"Okay, that's the end of today's preview. Please be sure to come and enjoy my performance tomorrow."

Kaitou Kid stood in the air and bowed like a gentleman to the audience. Then he heard an explosion and another cloud of smoke enveloped Kaitou Kid.

When the smoke dissipated, the white figure had disappeared in the sky.

"Charlie, you drive very well."

On board No. 7, McGison, who took off his Phantom Thief costume and put on a New York police uniform, smiled at Charlie, who was flying the helicopter.

Charlie was seen sitting in the driver's seat, with his two dog paws holding the operating lever tightly.

As for its two rear feet, it couldn't step on the pedals due to its length, so McGison specially made a pair of mechanical prosthetics for its rear feet so that it could successfully fly the helicopter.

Faced with Magison's praise, Charlie said nothing and just focused on controlling the helicopter.

"Unit 7, Kaito Kidd has disappeared. Have you noticed anything strange?"

Suddenly, George's voice sounded on the intercom.

Charlie replied calmly.

"Everything is normal, sir, there is no trace of Kaito Kidd."

"Fake, why is this Kidd so difficult to deal with? Unit 7, continue patrolling!"

"Yes, sir."

Magison gave Charlie a thumbs-up from behind, and Charlie gave him a sideways look.

"Hey, come on, man, we're besties."

"Haha, if I complain about what you did to the Animal Protection Society, what do you think will happen to you?"

Charlie said unhappily.

"Well, you are not an ordinary dog, Charlie. These tasks... shouldn't be a big deal to you."

McGison coughed slightly and said.

"I understand the truth, but you don't want me to fly the helicopter all the time, do you?"

Hearing this, McGison smiled helplessly, "Okay, let me drive next, you should just be a good dog."

"It wouldn't be fun if they saw that the person driving Unit 7 was a dog when they were closing in."

Charlie first let the helicopter hover in the sky, and then McGison quickly picked it up from the driver's seat and sat on it himself.

The helicopter continued to fly forward.

"Unit No. 7, why did you stop suddenly just now? Did something happen?"

At this time, the intercom rang again, this time it was the pilot of Unit 9, who happened to be not far behind Unit 7.

"Don't worry, everything is fine here. I just saw a bird flying past."

Magison replied in the voice of the helicopter's original pilot.

"Is there a bird here? Oh my god, then we have to be careful and not fly too fast."

"Yeah man, I know what to do."

After McGison briefly chatted with the other party, the call ended.

Speaking of the original pilot of Unit 7, it was certainly impossible for McGison to imprison him for two days. Instead, McGison and Charlie had discussed a plan of action as early as yesterday after Tony issued the letter of challenge.

Then they selected the most suitable target, which was the pilot of Unit 7.

Based on a whole-day investigation yesterday, McGison knew that this driver was basically a transparent person among his colleagues. He was not very outstanding, nor was he a rookie. He had relatively rich driving experience.

The disadvantage is that he is a socially awkward guy.

But one thing that is worth taking advantage of is that this person really likes to travel.

As long as he has more than two days off, he will go to other surrounding cities or suburban fields to enjoy his free time alone.

So Magidson disguised himself as Director George, praised the driver greatly, and then gave him a special seven-day holiday.

Then, this guy went to Pennsylvania for vacation without stopping.

As a result, McGison took over the role of the pilot of Unit 7.

On the other side, in the Stark Expo, on the roof of a certain building, there were twelve people wearing black tights lurking.

"Colson, did you see any clues in the air walk performed by Kidd just now?"

A middle-aged man carrying a bow asked another middle-aged man with a very high hairline.

The man carrying the bow is Colin Barton, a seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., codenamed Hawkeye, who is a master who likes to use bows and arrows.

Although using a bow and arrow as a weapon would seem strange in modern society, Barton uses arrows specially made by S.H.I.E.L.D. that have a variety of functions.

Patton is also good at most fighting techniques and weapons in the world, among which he is most proud of the Japanese sword-drawing technique, which is Patton's second-most skill after archery.

At the same time, Barton is also proficient in using all known firearms, and is even much stronger than most people.

At least in terms of sniping, Hawkeye is definitely SHIELD's number one sniper, but it's a pity that he only likes his bow and arrow.

The middle-aged man with a high hairline standing next to Barton is naturally Phil Coulson.

Even though Colson has a high hairline and may be bald one day, he also looks like a good old guy who always smiles.

In fact, Coulson is even better than Barton in the special agent profession.

The two are both seventh-level agents, but Barton is only a combatant, while Coulson often serves as a commander. The difference between them must not be difficult to see.

In S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson is praised by Fury as a model agent. This is definitely not an honor that ordinary people can get.

"I can't see, other than using a tightrope, I can't think of any way to make someone stand in the air, but it's impossible to use a tightrope to walk."

Coulson shook his head.

"The only possibility is that Kaitou Kidd just used his super power."

"There really is no more reasonable explanation."

Barton nodded, agreed with Colson's idea, and then asked again.

"According to the information we received before, Kaito Kidd's superpowers are suspected of breathing fire, moving at high speeds, or changing his face and voice... and now he wants to add flying?"

"Colson, among us, you are the one who has the most exposure to these supernatural phenomena. Only you can provide valuable opinions."

"Honestly, I don't know, Patton."

Coulson sighed.

"I have never seen a situation like Kaitou Kidd before. What I mean is that most of the superpowers that have appeared before have only one superpower, and at most there will be no more than two."

"And there is a connection between these two superpowers, but Kaitou Kidd..."