Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 14 13. The World

When Joe West, a police officer from the Central City Police Department, led his colleagues to the scene of the train derailment.By the side of the broken tunnel, reporters who rushed over were already surrounded.

These guys came so fast that they arrived here from the central urban area almost less than 30 minutes after the trapped people escaped.

Derailments are rare, especially near a small city like Central City, where they don't happen for years.

This of course attracted media attention.

Of course, in addition to the quick rescue of the accident and the huge number of survivors, their focus is also on another aspect.

"My God, is this a bomb?"

After the young police officer West saw the entrance of the tunnel, the various goods and carriages that were piled together to block the entrance of the tunnel, and the big hole that was blasted from the center, the capable black police officer couldn't help but let out a cry. There was an exclamation.

"No, Joe."

A reporter who is familiar with Police Officer West just finished his report, and he said to the police officers around him suspiciously:

"It's not a bomb blast, you know, I was a demolition man in the army for a while... Actually, unless those trapped call a tank, you have to use a huge amount of explosives , to blow out such a big hole in an obstacle with a width of 7 meters. And it is impossible to blow it so smoothly.”

The reporter squinted his eyes. He looked at the steel that had solidified again around the big hole. A gleam flashed in his eyes. He said:

"There is no doubt that this is related to supernatural power!"

"There is no doubt that you have just encountered something related to supernatural forces, little girl."

Agent Nick Fury, who was carrying a black box, took off his sloppy toad mirror, and looked at the stubborn little girl in front of him with a troubled expression.

The latter was sitting on his suitcase, drinking hot coffee with an expression of indifference, and wrapped in a blanket.And her mother, on the other hand, accompanied her daughter with a worried face, staring at the man in front of her with a vigilant look from time to time, who exuded an aura of indifference all over his body.

"More than 10 people told me, girl, you were the first to find this breach."

Fury squatted down, and this capable agent tried hard to make his expression look gentle.

However, the sharp temperament developed by his experience as an elite soldier and military intelligence officer made him really unsuitable to play the role of "confidant uncle".

The cunning little girl in front of her didn't like him at all, and she wasn't even afraid of him at all.

Fury patiently said to the little girl who turned her face to the other side:

"So you must have seen something, little girl, I'm here to help you, no matter what you saw, you should tell me."

"But I don't see anything."

The little girl was sitting on the suitcase, her calves were shaking back and forth, she tilted her head and looked at Fury in front of her, she said with a look of disgust:

"I heard the sound, I ran over, and then I saw a big hole... Then the uncles and aunts came, and we were saved just like that. I told that beautiful reporter lady just now, you guys Why don't you believe me!"

The little girl seemed to be angry, she turned to look at her mother, and begged pitifully:

"Mom, mom, people in America are so annoying! I don't like this place anymore, let's go home."

"Well, well, my poor little darling."

The mother with the hemostatic patch on her forehead bent down and held her precious daughter in her arms.She gave the innocent Agent Fury a hard look, and said to her daughter:

"We'll be back in London at once, my dear. Your father must be very worried."

After finishing speaking, the woman ignored the embarrassed Fury at all, and she dragged her suitcase and was about to leave.

The clever little girl was lying on her mother's shoulders, she proudly made a face at Agent Fury, and shouted in a childish voice:

"Goodbye, big uncle."

"Also, I'm not a little girl, I'm Hermione! Hermione Jane Granger, nice to meet you! Good luck, sir!"

Fury watched the little girl Hermione leave. This experienced agent can be sure that the little girl in front of him must know something about this supernatural phenomenon, but he can't torture a little girl to extract a confession.

Although Fury has seen many dark things, and even performed many dark actions with his own hands.

But he considers himself a man with a bottom line.

The agent looked at the black suitcase in his hand, which contained the dangerous items he had just recovered from Chicago. Just 6 hours after the bombing, another supernatural phenomenon occurred in the Central City area not far from Chicago.

Fury doesn't see this as a coincidence.

He looked back at the big hole at the entrance of the tunnel that was blasted open. The tunnel was obviously blasted by some kind of force, which reminded him of the explosion in Chicago.

He had a hunch that this should be the handwriting of the same creature.

But unfortunately, he didn't have any clues at hand.

"Hey, don't touch me! You bloody bastards!"

An angry voice sounded behind Fury, and the agent turned around to see an old man lying on a stretcher, arguing with several Central City police officers.

The old man seemed injured, but he roared like an old lion.

"I've said it all, I don't know anything, I don't remember anything! You see, I'm just a poor old man, and I may suffer from amnesia or some other damn disease, so don't bother me!"

"Mr. Stein, we don't mean anything else, we just want you to describe..."

"Go away! Don't touch me! I have human rights!"

Seeing that the old man lying on the stretcher had picked up his crutches and started to drive away those innocent policemen, Fury shook his head immediately.

There wasn't much to see here anymore, and he wasn't interested in the old man's quarrel with the police.

The only clue to this supernatural event is about to leave the United States and return to London, which means that there is no point for Agent Fury to stay here.

The Strategic Science Corps has a lot of affairs, and the current organization that has been maintained for more than 50 years is seeking transformation, but there is not much time left for senior agents like Fury to waste.

He put on the toad glasses again, looked left and right, and then got into a black car with a short body. Amidst the hum of the engine, Agent Fury quickly drove onto the road and left the scene quickly.

He had a hunch that the life that caused the two strange explosions would reappear sooner or later.

He just needs to wait patiently.

"Killed a liar. Saved more than 230 people. Such a serious derailment, but only a few casualties, and some people can walk away by themselves. Is this really God's blessing? Or, among them, there is something... Concealment?"

Fury was thinking wildly as he drove.And at the next moment, he slammed on the brakes, the black car suddenly vibrated, and stopped quickly on the side of the road.

Agent Fury quickly discovered the point of this matter.

He quickly opened the file and glanced at it.

"Well, how many uninjured people left by themselves?"

A gleam of light flashed in Fury's narrowed eyes:

"Yeah, he left..."

Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Officer Joe West? I'm Nick Fury, a senior agent of the Strategic Science Corps. I need you to send the police to search around the tunnel immediately! Yes! Immediately!"

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Central City, which is a small city in the northern part of the United States, takes about 6 hours to get here by train from Chicago.

This little-known small city was once a well-known aerospace rocket research and development city in the United States in the last era. Even now that the plan to explore space has gradually come to an end, there are still several top American and world-class technology laboratories in Central City. .

This is a city full of books, and the people who live here are also proud of this book.

But to be honest, the climate here is not very good at this time of year.

Just this morning, a heavy rain fell on Central City and the surrounding area.The rain was so heavy that even the much-discussed clearing of the train tunnel and the search by the police had to be suspended.

Few people, except the lunatics and the homeless, would venture out in the rain.

Merlin belongs to the latter.

At this time, he was curled up in the corner of the central city street, covered with a dirty blanket.

Although the heavy rain had stopped, there were still small floating raindrops hitting Merlin's face continuously, which made him feel the malice of fate to him once again, who was already bone-chilling.

Trekking for hours in the night rain from the out-of-town rail lines all the way to the central city feels bad.

To make matters worse, Merlin felt as if he was sick.

Like a person with a cold and a fever, he felt sore and weak all over his body, almost every bone was limp.

Even though he had wrapped his clothes to the tightest, Merlin still couldn't feel any warmth.The cold, penetrating cold spread from the depths of his bone marrow and spread over his body. He curled up on the corner of the street, shivering with cold.

He could feel his teeth colliding, and every breath could even bring out the cold air visible to the naked eye.

It certainly wasn't because of the rain.

Merlin guessed that this should have something to do with the fact that he was dragged into a power rampage twice in a short period of time. This was the power in his body "warning" him that his physical strength at this time simply couldn't support two consecutive blows. Magic explosion.

It's like going crazy overdrawing the future.

"It's...it's time to go."

Merlin trembled and struggled to stand up, he felt as if he was completely frozen.But he's been here a long time, and he has to get out of the neighborhood before the bad luck builds up.

The limit of 6 hours forced Merlin to find a way to leave.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep at all in a long time.

His physical strength, his spirit, have reached the limit.

And we all know that in the case of extreme fatigue, normal people should choose to rest instead of running around, because it is very dangerous...

Just like now.

"what!"

At the moment when Merlin was about to cross the street, there was a scream, accompanied by the flashing headlights, and then, Merlin felt as if his body was pushed hard, and his whole body flew lightly into the air ,Then...

In front of my eyes, it became dim.

Before completely losing consciousness, Merlin heard panicked voices, which seemed to be a couple.

"Henry, Henry! God, I killed, I killed!"

"No honey, calm down, he's alive, the young man is just bruised... Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor after all, and I'll save him. Come on, give me a hand, and we'll get him into the car go."

"No!"

Merlin struggled with all his strength, but he was so tired that he really, desperately needed a rest.

"But the time... the time is coming."

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Merlin felt as if he was lying in an open-air bathtub on Colson's farm, enjoying a lazy afternoon in the warm sunshine of Wisconsin.

It felt very pleasant, and it seemed to be back to the 15-year-old, the most carefree age, the best time of life.

It seemed that someone was singing, it was a song he had never heard before, it was very nice and gentle, it was a lady singing.

Amidst the singing, Merlin slowly opened his eyes.

It is not the warm sunshine that catches the eye.

It was a piece of pure white porcelain with a pattern he had never seen before.

Merlin froze for a moment, he turned his head, looked left and right, and found that he was lying in a bathtub, and this place was not any place he was familiar with.

He could still feel a slight tingling pain in his waist, but his physical and mental exhaustion had been swept away.

After a long rest, he felt alive again.

Merlin stood up from the bathtub, and when he stepped out of the bathtub, he found a stack of clothes by the sink.It wasn't his clothes, but they were washed very clean, and there was a smell of sunlight on the clothes that had just been dried.

Merlin put on clothes that were one size bigger, and he wiped his hair clean. In the bathroom mirror, he looked at himself in the mirror, and the dark circles on his cheeks caused by lack of rest had also disappeared.

After being messed up for almost a month, except for the untrimmed beard that was a little messy, he once again restored the original clean and peaceful Merlin.

It's just like...

Walked in hell for a while, and then returned to the world.

"Yo, are you awake?"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a tall man in an apron who seemed to be cooking came in.

He looked at Merlin who was looking in the mirror, and the man suddenly showed a hearty and apologetic smile.

He has brown messy hair, always curved eyes and high nose bridge giving this man a kind of gentle affinity. This should be a man with a good character and a good husband.

"You guys saved me?"

Merlin looked back at the man, his expression was a little heavy, and he asked:

"How long has it been since I was in a coma? Did something...something bad happen?"

"Oh, you slept for about 18 hours, everything is fine, nothing weird happened... At first I thought you were unconscious from internal bleeding, but then I realized, you are just too tired."

The man scratched his head, he glanced at Merlin's strange eyes in a little surprise, and said with some embarrassment:

"Of course it's our fault, I really shouldn't have let my wife drive..."

While speaking, the man wiped his hands on the apron, then stretched out his hand to Merlin, and said kindly:

"Let's get to know each other officially. I'm a doctor and my name is Henry."

"Henry Allen."

(End of this chapter)