The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 8 The Deal with the Bone Spurs
"That..." The voice of the girl at the front desk could no longer tremble: "You are going to check out on my behalf... right?"

"Really?" Deadpool pinched a piece of skin stuck to his arm with his orchid finger, and after a close look, he flicked his finger away, and he felt disgusted: "Oh, it's disgusting! It's stained my beloved clothes. ~Lend me your tissue."

"Then... please show the room card." Seeing the pervert in tights in front of him took away the tissues and wiped his body, the waiter looked pale and tried not to answer any unnecessary words.

"Room card? Wait a minute..." Deadpool thought for a while and found that he didn't have one.

So, back to the corridor.After a while, he came out with an arm that was still bleeding.

Deadpool was covered in more blood and minced flesh.

And the hand of the broken arm was tightly holding the room card.

He threw the severed arm towards the counter, his tone was full of emotion, and even wiped away the tears that would not seep from the eye mask.

"Here—hey, I can see that this dude really likes this little card of love...he won't let it go~ I advise you to change the card." Deadpool turned his head and left with emotion, swaggering along the way, without security guards Dare to stop.

"Nice tie, buddy!" At the door, Xiao Jianjian shouted with interest: "Where did you get it? I want to use it to match my new cape! Do you think the new image of Deadpool will be cool?" ?! Come on, this brother speaks first!"

I think it would be cool to have only the cloak and no tie... He Nan retracted his head silently, his heart beating wildly because of what he saw just now.

He can probably guess what happened.

Not long after Deadpool left, they were notified that the room was ready.

It was an underground torture chamber.

There are many convenient instruments of torture available.

The minced meat was not cleaned up... Looking at the bright red minced meat in the corner of the room, He Nan felt disgusted and felt a weird smile.

What happened next made He Nan very sick to his stomach.

He even almost wanted to go out to get some air like Eddie Brock because he couldn't watch it anymore, and he only listened to the confession and didn't watch the scene outside.

However, Miyano Shiho never left, so he was too embarrassed to back down, so he persisted, from the beginning of the torture to the end.

Elke's method is okay, not so brutal.

However, Bone Spur's striker was so vicious that he couldn't bear to look directly at him—from this point of view, he was exactly the same as the "punisher" who wanted revenge.

It hurts to look at it.

In the end, Echo was knocked out again.

But what he offered was very unsatisfactory.

"Damn it, Hydra bastard, the mouth is really hard..." Bone spur wiped the blood on the spiked glove, and stared at the bloody echo in front of him through gritted teeth: "It seems that we need to use more aggressive information." !"

"Enough! I don't think he will say anything!" Elke couldn't bear it anymore: "Kill him and forget it!"

"Uh—wait." Seeing this, He Nan interrupted quickly, trying to calm them down: "Everyone, calm down..."

"You want to plead for this bastard?! You are just an outsider, and you have no business to speak!" Elke was getting angry, and interrupted He Nan's words directly, roaring.

"Of course not, I don't care about his life or death." He Nan bit the bullet and continued: "But he just said that he was only coerced by Hydra to do this, I think it's quite believable...then He should really not know why the organization wants to kill the sin-eaters."

"That's right." Shirley also helped to support at this time: "At present, there is no evidence for what he thinks. But judging from Echo's words, he should really be unwilling to listen to Hydra. This assassination is Out of self-preservation..."

"Even so, betrayal is a fact." Bone Spur snorted disgustedly, and glanced at Echo's cell phone: "The number Hydra used to call him was disguised, and there is no way to call him back! This is great, it is not at all I can't ask the boss's cause of death!"

"Has the sin-eater offended someone related to Hydra?" He Nan asked with a frown when he heard Eddie Brock's voice coming in from outside the house.

"If we know, why don't we ask him?!" Elke held the sniper rifle that had just broken Echo's arm, and was so angry that he could only light a cigarette to keep calm: "Okay... in the current situation, you guys The three of you have also seen it, this guy refuses to say anything! Are you going to wait for the next round of torture, or leave?"

"...I think it's better for us to leave." Eddie Brock looked like he was really going to spit out his lunch: "He doesn't know anything about my wife...otherwise I don't think I will be beaten like this What else is there to keep silent about?"

"Bone spur, Elke, do you know what the sin-eater wanted to say when he called Mr. Bullock today?" He Nan asked helplessly without hope.

Both Spurs and Elke's answers were similar.

They all said that they only knew about his wife's case, but they didn't know the details at all.

Although Sin Eater is the boss of their small team, he prefers to commit crimes alone, and he also knows many secrets that he is unwilling to share with others.

And this, apparently, is one of them.

"...Don't be so discouraged, your trip is definitely not in vain." When Bone Spur talked to them, the more terrifying eyes through the hood eased a lot, and replaced them with a sense of slyness: "I said that we will Can you still negotiate a deal? Although you are the only reporter from the Global Daily, Brock, but both He Nan and Shirley are detectives, and they must be very good at this kind of sneaky business."

"Did you misunderstand the detective?" He Nan was a little annoyed when he heard that, "This obviously describes a thief."

"Then call it 'obtaining information'—whatever it is?" Bone Spur smiled dryly, staring at the three of them: "As long as you give me a copy of the file numbered ER0732 of the Global Daily Just one copy, and I’ll tell you the exclusive dirty stuff about Tony Stark. How about it? Think about it... You may be worried about my reputation for bone spurs, but that’s okay. People’s trust doesn’t always come easily, but you can Feel free to inquire around here to see what my reputation is like."

"Everyone will tell you that Bone Spur is a ruthless villain, but he has always had a good reputation in transactions." Elke still took a breath of his cigarette with a serious expression, and said something for him: "Your career requires both black and white. You have to eat to survive, can't you?"

He was implying that to help the bone spurs, he could make a friend, and then he could use this relationship to easily solve some unnecessary troubles in some gang-controlled places.

But if this is done, if it is not handled properly, it will offend the Global Daily and Mr. Stark, which He Nan absolutely does not want to happen.

He was just a little curious about what the black material was, and even if he got it, he would prevent Eddie Brock from publishing it—not to mention whether it was forged, even if it was true, there might be something unspeakable behind it.Might as well use it as an opportunity to meet Iron Man and see if friendly conversation and cooperation can be established.

"Give us a few days to think about it." While Bullock was still hesitating, He Nan replied first: "How can I contact you later?"

(End of this chapter)