Marvel’s Death Merchant

It seems that with the deliberate changes of the twisted master, the pig's feet that tortured the original world entered the main world of Marvel and met the Flash. It's just that the situation has just begun, and everything is changing continuously, even beyond imagination.

Philadelphia, USA, days before the virus completely infected us.

"You are not allowed to enter here! You are not allowed to enter here!" Four young police officers tried hard to maintain order at the door of the police station, but they were still drowned out by the noisy voices of reporters from all walks of life. Officer Carlisle calmly walked through the messy lobby of the police station. He stood inside the door and straightened his wrinkled police uniform. He took a deep breath and opened the door of the police station as if he had made up his mind. As soon as Officer Carlisle walked out of the door, he was overwhelmed by the flashes of countless cameras. Officer Carlisle subconsciously squinted his eyes. When his eyes adjusted, he found that he was surrounded by reporters. The four police officers had already been squeezed into nowhere. .

"Officer Carlisle, may I ask why you are covering up successive cases?"

"Can the Philadelphia Police Department protect the safety of Philadelphians like this?" "How will the Police Department handle this matter?" "What are the government's response measures?" Each question shook Carlisle's newly prepared mind. He already knew that this matter would be irresistible, but who knew that this matter would have such a great impact on society, and even affect the image of the Philadelphia government.

Reports on the cases piled up to one meter high, and now it was no longer just cases, the number of missing persons in Xicheng District began to increase. The government went from being indifferent to taking it extremely seriously. By the time the top brass of the police station reacted, it was already too late. Reporters got wind of the incident and the matter had already been exposed. Now that the police deployment in Xicheng District has reached a state where there is one police officer on duty at every street corner, in order to restore the government's image, Carlisle finally broke away from the constant questioning and flashing lights. He needs a good rest, maybe Tomorrow's front page headline is that the Philadelphia police officer has admitted that concealing the incident may be worse. Reporters like to fill in the news and may be fired tomorrow, but it is no longer important. Just get things done today.

Carlisle thought so. While walking, he accidentally knocked down a police officer holding a stack of reports. The reports scattered all over the floor. The police officer came to his senses and saluted and said, "I'm sorry, sir." Carlisle looked at Looking at his pale face, he said: "It doesn't matter." After collecting all the reports, the police officer hurriedly walked around Carlisle and ran towards his destination.

Carlisle looked at the retreating figure and recognized it: Kevin Smith, a new police officer who had just arrived at the police station. Judging from his haggard appearance, he probably hadn't slept for 24 hours and was relying on instant coffee to survive. Carlisle sympathized with him, and he could even use his rights to let him take a good rest and take a day off, but he did not allow himself to do so. The police station had enough things, even if one person was used as several people , there are still not enough manpower.

Everyone is holding on, he can't give everyone a holiday, otherwise the Philadelphia Police Department can be disbanded. Carlisle slowly walked back to his office and picked up the photo frame next to the table. There were photos of himself, his wife and their daughter in it. Carlisle touched it and sighed. We have to bear the consequences of the mistakes made by senior officials. This is the law of the jungle. society. After he signed the last document on the table that required signatures, Carlisle's tense nerves finally relaxed. A wave of tiredness came over him, and he realized that he hadn't slept for 24 hours. Carlisle looked at the people outside the window. The peaceful scenery of people coming and going, lower your hat and enjoy this precious rest time...

Time passed slowly, the busy afternoon had passed, and the anxiety during the day was soothed by the cool evening breeze. Carlisle drank a cup of coffee and looked at his watch. The time was almost up. According to common sense, Officer Carlisle should drive his car home now, but out of a sense of responsibility as a police sergeant, he decided to patrol the Xicheng District to feel at ease. After walking out of the police station, he started the car and drove to Xicheng District. Ten minutes later, Carlisle stopped at an intersection and waited for the traffic light. Carlisle noticed that as he walked toward the west city, there were fewer and fewer passers-by on the street, and even the police officers could not be seen. This made Carlisle feel something was wrong. The government was indeed a little concerned about the missing people in Xicheng District, but it was not to the extent of a curfew. Carlisle saw a man in a T-shirt walking towards the intersection. Carlisle got out of the car and stopped the man in a T-shirt.

"Hello, I'm Sheriff Carlisle. Can I ask you something?" Carlisle said after showing his police officer ID. The man said impatiently: "Please hurry up, officer, I have something else to do." Carlisle said apologetically: "It'll be quick, I won't delay you too long, I just want to ask you a few questions." But Carlisle soon discovered something was wrong. The man seemed to be avoiding something, the light! Yes, he kept hiding from the light. Why is this? Carlisle asked a few questions with doubts, but the man didn't know or didn't know the answer.

Officer Carlisle said, "Are you okay? Can you let me see your face?" After saying that, he reached out to grab the man's shoulder. The man seemed to be alarmed and quickly deflected Carlisle's hand. hand. But Carlisle still pushed the man under the streetlight. Although it was only for a moment, Carlisle still saw the man's pale face. Carlisle asked, "Sir, are you okay? Do you want to call a doctor for you?" The man finally said impatiently: "Thank you for your kindness! Officer! I have something else to do!" After that, he pushed Carlisle away and disappeared into the night. Carlisle looked at his aching hand and said, "You are really strong." Carlisle returned to the car, started the police car and continued to go deeper into Xicheng District. Suddenly, the radio in the car rang, the public channel: This is the police headquarters, pick up. The public has reported the case. Someone has discovered the murderer. Please rush to the nearest police officer to verify the situation. The location is as follows... I will repeat it...

Carlisle thought he was not far away, so he took the pager and said: This is Officer Carlisle, I will verify the situation as soon as possible.

"Okay, officer, good luck."

Carlisle didn't understand what wishing you good luck meant, so he didn't think much about it and drove towards the scene of the incident. Carlisle drove the police car past the street intersections in the West City, playing Midnight Rider's rock music in the car. Carlisle whistled while looking at the checkpoint that was getting closer and closer. Two police officers on duty walked out of the checkpoint, "Hey, man, turn down the music. The curfew has already been implemented today. There shouldn't be any orders to change shifts?" (To be continued.)