The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

night.

Lake stepped on the dot and ran downstairs to the house of his neighbor Cassel downstairs to prepare for dinner.

For Lake's arrival, Alexis is very happy. Of course, some people are happy and some people are not happy. Cassel is undoubtedly playing this unhappy role.

after all……

Lake is like a sudden third party.

and.

On the table.

Lake looked at Alexis with a depressed face, took out the ten-dollar knife and handed it to Cassell and asked curiously, "You guys, is this a bet?"

Alexis looked at Lake and said, "I bet my dad that Uncle Lake will never make big news on his first day of reinstatement."

Lake: "..."

For some reason, Lake suddenly felt a sense of guilt for betraying his trust.

Cassel, on the other hand, looked better after receiving the ten dollars. He obviously became a rich man by writing novels, but he still likes money so much.

And it's still the money of the kid, and the money of his own daughter.

Lake is not ashamed of it.

If he had a daughter, if he didn't say anything else, he would definitely make money to let her go to the best school, and draw a lottery.

In fact.

Lake also has a small padded jacket, but the situation is a bit special.

Alexis looked at the report in the New York Evening News, blinked, and looked at Lake: "Uncle Lake, the report says that it was because you chased that this person was in a car accident."

Lake shook his head: "I didn't drive, I was in the co-pilot."

Anyway, this pot, he will never carry it.

Besides, it was the truck that hit the guy, not their police car.

"Is it really because of theft? I heard that the owner of the house died tragically."

"Then when..."

"Hey hey hey!"

"..."

Lake looked at Cassell who suddenly interrupted their conversation.

Cassel's eyes twitched: "My daughter doesn't need to know about that person's death."

Alexis looked at Cassell: "Please, Daddy, you should know that the death scenes in the books you wrote are not only curious but also exaggerated."

"But mine is virtual, it's not real."

"..."

Alexis reluctantly spread his hands towards Lake: "Look, my dad is like this, not at all enlightened by Uncle Lake."

Lake laughed.

The twitching of the corners of Cassell's eyes intensified.

at this time.

Lake's eyes fell on a report in the newspaper in Alexis' hands and blinked.

After dinner.

Lake returned home, poured a glass of bourbon from the wine cabinet behind the bar, and looked at the New York Evening News on the bar.

open.

Lake found the news that Alexis had just seen.

is the entertainment section of the New York Evening News.

It is about the famous New York playboy Tony Stark who just returned to New York with a charter flight of more than a dozen vases to a private island in the Pacific Ocean for an entertainment vacation.

Of course.

That's not the point.

The point is, according to the paper, Tony Stark was on that private island on Christmas Eve and has not been seen at the New York airport until now.

Then comes the problem.

If Tony Stark was on a private island, who was that Tony Stark at the NYPD fundraiser?

Substitute?

Lake frowned.

Brooklyn!

Detective Joe Martinez is having dinner at home with her husband, John Martinez.

John Martinez is an interior designer who is well-known in New York. John has always been proud of his wife being a New York police detective.

This is also the reason why the two have been married for almost two years, and Qiao has not yet had a child. According to Qiao, she hopes to become a New York detective before the child is born.

After dinner.

Jo went back to her study and flipped through the files she brought back from the NYPD, intending to start over to see if she had missed anything.

Now the clues seem to have reached a dead end.

The federal agent who was involved in the Howard Stark case passed away half a month after the interview, and now the only person who could possibly know the name of the child at the scene died by coincidence. .

Joe couldn't believe it was a coincidence.

There must be a huge conspiracy in it.

and……

Joe remembered her conversation with Lake.

"You sent this tape to the FBI?"

"Um."

Joe frowned. Could it be that, as Lake thought, the FBI was involved in the death conspiracy against Howard Stark and his wife?

at this time.

dong dong!

Qiao returned to her senses and looked at her husband John, who was standing at the door of the study.

John lifted a small package in his hand: "I forgot to tell you just now that a package from you was sent in the afternoon."

pack?

Joe got up and kissed John: "I don't remember I ever bought anything."

John shrugged and handed the package to Joe: "The recipient is yours anyway. I'll leave it at the door when I come back in the afternoon."

"yes?"

"Um."

Joe looked at the package in his hand and frowned. After a while, Joe's eyes suddenly brightened and he said to John, "My new evidence."

talking.

Joe hurried to the desk, looking for something like a paper cutter.

Seeing this, John shrugged and didn't bother to ask anything. He turned and walked towards the living room. There was a live football game tonight, and John didn't want to miss it.

Chill.

In the study, after Joe opened the package with a paper cutter, he saw a red-looking mobile USB flash drive quietly placed in the package.

Shouldn't this be...

Suddenly, Joe seemed to think of something.

three minutes later.

Joe connected the blue-looking USB stick to the computer.

Open.

A file in video format appeared in the U disk.

Joe looked at the solitary files in the USB flash drive, meditated on God bless for a moment, and then chose to play.

Video files are pitch black.

Only dialogue.

and……

It appears to be a follow-up to the video that was sent to the mail.

"...Mr. Ralph, do you remember the boy's name?"

"Know."

"Call……"

hum!

Joe's eyes went black for a moment, not because the picture was over, but because of the power outage.

"John."

Qiao got up and walked outside through the moonlight, calling out the name of her husband downstairs.

at this time.

"Hi! Who are you..."

"puff!"

"Boom!"

At the moment when the gunshots were heard downstairs, Qiao's eyes shrank and his hands moved towards his waist.

but……

Touched a void.

Only then did Joe remember that when he got home, he would take off the gun and put it back in the bedroom.

Shet.

Joe quickly turned back to the study, put away the blue USB flash drive, and prepared to go back to the bedroom to get the gun.

Just the moment you go out.

Joe stopped.

"puff!"

"..."

Well, the foreshadowing is over, and the explosion will start tomorrow... A new week, please recommend, please collect, please reward, please help, please everything, thank you friends!