A Certain Marvel Super Player

no doubt.

He was completely blocked.

"Farke!"

"Bang!"

The police officer who was about to go through the motions watched his cell phone draw a beautiful arc and then hit the wall. After splitting into pieces in an instant, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

My cell phone.

The next second.

The police officer's eyes turned red when he looked at Jim Rod, who had kindly borrowed his cell phone but ended up dumping him.

I still have photos of my girlfriend in my cell phone.

"Shet!"

"ah!"

Jim Rod felt his eyes blurred. He looked up and saw a black shadow approaching rapidly. Then, his nose hurt and he screamed.

Copp and Keno, who were outside the interrogation room, heard the sound and rushed in. They saw Jim Rod lying on the ground, holding his head and resisting the beating in a very professional manner.

And that...

A police officer who fell into a state of madness, riding on Jim Rod, doing crazy damage.

There was a flurry of excitement.

Copp, who had finally pulled out the police officer who had fallen into a state of madness, covered his forehead. Looking at Jim Rod, who was pulled back to the interrogation chair in embarrassment that year, he couldn't help but shake his head.

at this time.

A police officer walked in in a panic and looked at Kaopu in the interrogation room: "Sir, a crime notice was found at the door."

Detective Keno heard this and turned around: "What?"

Kaopu also moved his neck slightly, and with a brushing sound, he turned around and looked at the police officer who came in to report: "What crime notice, where is it?"

"at the door."

"Walk!"

Kaop turned his head and glanced at Jim Rhodes, then walked directly towards the door of the interrogation room: "Find someone else, have Mr. Rhodes sign the signature, and then send it to the district attorney."

Go to the door.

A group of police officers had gathered around the door, looking at the crime notice inserted into the wall and pointing at it. After seeing Copp and Kaino approaching, they all moved out of the way.

Kaopu raised his head and looked at the crime notice on the wall, then turned to look around.

"When did anyone see this thing coming?"

"No."

"I've seen the surveillance. About five minutes ago, a black shadow flew over."

"..."

Kaop found a stool and pulled out the sinful notice. It was inserted so deep that Kaop almost fell off the stool after taking it off.

fine.

Several police officers held Kaupp up.

Guilty notice! 』

Notifier: "Dolan Church"』

Charge: "Pretending to be judged"

Sentence to death! 』

Executor: Syndra! 』

"..."

"Huh?"

"Not a Peerless Assassin?"

"Fake?"

"fart."

"Does anyone still dare to pretend to be a Wushuang assassin?"

"Then this is..."

"I remember that this Syndra seemed to have appeared once. In New York, it was the corrupt district attorney."

"Yes, I remembered."

"The one on TV?"

"The one with long legs and white stockings?"

"Yes, it's her!"

The onlookers looked at the contents of the crime notice in Kaop's hand and started talking.

After listening to the words of several police officers, Copp put away the crime notice in his hand, glanced at Detective Keno, and then walked towards the interior of the police station.

In the office.

The crime notice has been taken by Kaopu to the technicians in the laboratory for testing.

As for what to compare it to...

no doubt.

He knew a professional who had been focusing on catching Wushuang assassins for two years.

Superintendent George Stacy, senior superintendent of the New York Police Department.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"Guilty notice?"

George, who was having dinner in New York, listened to Copp's call. He stood up from his seat excitedly and said to Copp on the phone: "Are you sure? Are you sure it's that damn unparalleled assassin?"

Good guy.

I asked why you didn't come out, because you changed your position and went to New Orleans.

what?

Falling in love again?

Or, facing my siege offensive, you feel that you are about to lose, so you plan to leave New York and go to New Orleans to find another job?

Don't even think about it.

You are mine and I will definitely catch you.

George's thoughts were racing in his mind: "Kaop, wait for me, I'll be there right away."

Over there, Kaopu lamented his friend's dedication to the Wushuang Assassin. After listening to these words, he felt it was necessary to say something: "The crime notice is a crime notice, but the executor is not the Wushuang Assassin."

George was slightly startled: "What?"

Kaopu said: "It's Syndra. I heard that she is an accomplice of the Wushuang Assassin. However, I am afraid that someone will impersonate you. You are an expert of the Wushuang Assassin. You must have the largest number of crime notices. I want you to Send the test data so I can make comparisons here."

"No."

"ah!"

George said in a deep voice: "Sindra, the head of darkness, yes, he is an associate of the Peerless Assassin. No one dares to impersonate him."

Since the poisonous Barry incident.

Not to mention counterfeiting, even the most daring capitalists would not dare to print toys similar to crime notices. Even so-called criminals would not dare to write in books how they captured the Wushuang assassin. story.

George thought for a while and continued: "However, I will send you the test report, and then, wait for me, I will rush over as soon as possible."

There was a pause.

George said: "You must be more vigilant tonight, especially in the second half of the night, at four or five o'clock, you must be particularly careful and pay attention!"

Once the crime notice appears, the sentence on the crime notice will be executed within no more than forty-eight hours.

But, more often than not, the Wushuang assassin will come to your door the same day the notice appears.

That is to say...

Either tonight, if I don't show up tonight, then the day after tomorrow, if I can't catch it this time, I don't know how long it will take for the next opportunity to wait for the notice to appear again.

Peerless Assassin, you wait.

This time, I caught Syndra first, and then you can't run away.

George wiped his lips quickly and headed towards the study, preparing to order a plane ticket for tomorrow morning.

Gwen, who was sitting next to him and also eating, looked at George's actions and blinked.

etc.

Dad is going to New Orleans?

this……

marvelous.

Gwen was thinking this in her mind and looked at Helen. The latter looked at the way her daughter flew over and immediately knew what Gwen was thinking. However, she did not stop her. She just sighed that the female major was not allowed to stay. , then, looking at George walking towards the stairs, he nodded: "If your father agrees..."

The words are not finished yet.

Gwen also left the table directly.

In the study room on the second floor.

Gwen, who came in behind, looked at George who had turned on the computer and was about to place an order, and quickly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

George was startled and looked at Gwen who walked in.

The next second.

George seemed to have thought of something, and his face darkened: "I have business to go to New Orleans."

Gwen came over: "Dad, I also have something serious to do."

George rolled his eyes: "No!"

Gwen said in shock: "Why?"

"An associate of the Peerless Assassin appears in New Orleans."

"Then what?"

"What then?"

Gwen shrugged and said: "The Wushuang Assassin is not an inhumane antisocial serial killer. I went to find Locke, not the Wushuang Assassin. Does it matter?"

George opened his mouth.

Gwen approached and said coquettishly: "Dad, just let me go with you, otherwise, I will buy the ticket myself."

George: "..."

at this time.

Jingle Bell!

Gwen took out her phone, looked at the video invitation sent by Locke, blinked, and then rejected it directly.

In a New Orleans hotel.

Locke looked at the rejection prompt displayed on his phone and was a little curious.

Didn't you agree to video at seven o'clock?

Why didn't you answer?

after awhile.

Gwen sent a text message.

"Grandpa and grandma's house, we'll video chat tomorrow."

"All right."

Locke smiled and edited a text message, then put away his phone and walked out of the bedroom.

In the living room of the suite.

Carrie sat on the sofa, studying at the computer seriously.

Locke walked over, glanced at the internal architectural diagram of the New Orleans Police Department displayed on the computer, and smiled: "How is it?"

Again.

The threshold for being a killer is very low, but being low doesn't mean there is no threshold. At the very least, if you are a crazy person, you definitely can't be a killer.

After all, most of the killer's actions are in unfamiliar environments. If you don't do any work and are still a road addict, you may get lost if you go to that unfamiliar place.

Carrie memorized the internal structure diagram on the computer screen, nodded, looked up at Locke who looked concerned, and smiled: "This is not the first time for me."

This is her second trial with the crime blacklist.

Although Locke was basically with her throughout the first trial, she carefully remembered how Locke did it, how to deliver the blacklist, how to take action, etc., just for the next time she performed independently. .

Seeing this, Locke smiled and said, "That's great. When will we go?"

Carrie said: "The notice has been issued. They must be very nervous, so at this time, they must be on high alert. Late at night, close to dawn, if we go there at four o'clock, they will probably relax their vigilance."

Locke nodded: "The time was chosen well, but you don't have to use it."

Carrie looked at Locke with some confusion.

Locke smiled and said: "You are a witch. Sometimes I choose four or five points because I either don't take action or I am either dead or injured. But you are different. No matter how many people there are, you can also make irrelevant people unconscious." Past.”

"so……"

"You can choose another time, but if you also like the scenery before dawn, I will not object."

"Really?"

Locke smiled: "Of course, this is your first show, so you don't mind if I find an audience for you."

Carrie: "..."