Marvel Spy

When the two came to the Miller Hotel, the scene had been cleaned up, only the white figures outlined with chalk on the ground showed that terrible events had happened here.

Surrounding it was a bright yellow cordon, inside the line were patrolling policemen with dignified faces, and outside the line were some white and yellow flowers, it could be seen that the nearby residents used them to pay homage to the victims.

They found that the hamburger restaurant next door was still open, and the business was quite brisk.

It may be that the big event brought more traffic. Zhang Xin even felt that the boss was in a high mood. Most of the people who came here to watch the scene did not seem particularly depressed. Get used to such events.

There was no need for special investigation, the two bought hamburgers and Coke at the hamburger shop, sat on a stool and tasted them slowly, and the chatter next to them quickly revealed some key information.

The owner of the toy seller was named Todd. He was a stingy and bad-tempered Jewish vendor who often had conflicts with the police on duty because of his stall. He hated the police very much and had conflicts with two police officers who died.

When the case happened, there seemed to be a big quarrel between Todd and the two policemen. Unfortunately, those who were close at that time either died or were injured, and those who were farther away did not know what happened between them.

The incident happened suddenly, and by the time he realized it, the surroundings were already in a mess.

According to descriptions from others, Baldwin's eyes were red when he fired the gun, which looked weird and scary.

The people in the store were discussing in high spirits, suddenly an old woman came to the crime scene, knelt outside the cordon, crying tremblingly, saying: "Why, why..."

The discussion gradually became quieter, and some people began to pay and leave.

The people next to him were whispering, and Zhang Xin realized that the old woman was the mother of Baldwin's partner...

Zhang Xin also paid the bill with a sullen face, and then left the burger restaurant with Cicada. He went to the flower shop next to him first, bought a few bunches of white chrysanthemums, and placed them near the scene.

It is also a memory of the victims.

Alas, if you want to hate it, just hate that you live in an American empire where guns are not allowed.

Then, he slowly circled around the crime scene, attracting the attention of the patrolling policemen inside.

Cicada followed him, feeling uncomfortable.

After all, he stomped on in front of these policemen and knocked down a helicopter very coolly last night, so she lowered her head, trying not to let others see her face, and asked in a low voice: "Cormorant, what are you doing?" doing what?"

"I'm looking for something."

"Looking for something?"

"I do not know either."

He circled around several times, but didn't see anything strange.

As for entering within the cordon, Zhang Xin basically didn't think about it. After all, no matter how useless the police in Gotham City are, it is impossible to miss key clues. The scene must be cleaner than a dog's lick.

So he sighed and turned away with a disappointed look on his face.

Cicada continued to follow him: "Aren't you looking for it?"

"I'm not looking for it anymore, I don't know what I'm looking for anyway."

Cicada's eyes lit up: "That's just fine, otherwise let's go shopping."

"I have nothing to buy, so I won't go."

Cicada held his arm enthusiastically: "Oh, you don't have to buy things when you go shopping, and maybe you have the urge to buy when you are shopping. You are so rich now, you should go out and have a good time." Just spend it."

Although what Cicada said didn't make sense, Sheng listened to it, and he couldn't leave Gotham until Oriole came back, so he simply didn't resist and let her pull him away to the trouble.

"I think you need a cold weapon now. A dagger, dart or dagger will all work. Although it doesn't seem to be used normally, it is still useful if the bullets are gone... Don't you want anything?"

The two of them were more than a hundred meters away from the scene, and the road gradually became lively. Some children could even be seen playing football or something.

"So what do you think of the shot put?"

Cicada couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Why is it a shot put?"

"It's powerful, hard to detect, and safe. If it is found, it will be said to be sports material, and no one will suspect it."

"I really don't understand you, why is your brain circuit always different from ordinary people... Um, what are you doing?"

The two were walking on the street. There was a little boy on the roadside, about seven or eight years old, wearing a red nose. He pinched the red nose from time to time and listened to the strange sounds on the red nose. He was happy. smiling.

Zhang Xin stared at the child closely, and then slowly walked towards the child. When he was about two meters away from the child, the child was startled, stood up quickly, and looked at the two of them vigilantly. indivual.

Facing the child's panic expression, Zhang Xin took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, waved it in front of the child: "I'll give you a hundred dollars, and you give me your red nose." OK?"

The kid shook his head.

Zhang Xin asked in surprise, "Why not?"

"No one would trade a hundred dollars for a red nose. Your money must be fake."

Zhang Xin admired sincerely: "You are so smart, you will definitely have great promise in the future... Hey..."

With a "hey", he quickly pulled the red nose off the child's nose, and then stuffed a hundred dollars into his pocket.

The child cried out with a whoosh.

"Bastard, what did you do to my son?"

A tall and thick Caucasian man rushed over from a distance with a machete in his hand. Zhang Xin quickly grabbed Cicada and ran away.

After being chased for more than minutes, the two finally got rid of the white man's pursuit and came to a quiet river embankment.

Cicada said angrily: "Are you sick? Why do you do such a hateful thing? Hey, you are not listening to me?"

Zhang Xin pinched the red nose in his hand, observed carefully, and then said: "Do you still remember what the group of diners said? They said that the policeman had red eyes before he shot."

"so what?"

"So is it possible that their eyes are dazzled, not that their eyes are red, but that the policeman is wearing a red nose?!"

Cicada stretched out her hand and touched Zhang Xin's head: "Even if this is the case, don't you need to snatch a child's red nose... Hey, you won't tell me that this is the red nose... how can you be so stupid?" What a coincidence..."

"Fate, who can tell clearly."

Cicada squatted on the river bank in an Asian squatting position: "Even if it's done, what's the use of this thing? What are you going to do with it?"

"What else can I do, just stand here and don't move!"

As he spoke, he moved away from the cicada with a red nose, almost twenty meters away.

Then he put the red nose on the ground and raised his foot to step on it.

The feeling this thing gave him was very similar to the feeling that the black-haired clown and the green-haired clown gave him. Although it was not the same person, or even just an inexplicable thing, it gave him a common feeling.

It is very likely that the key to the policeman's madness.

Although he doesn't like the police in Gotham City from a standpoint, they are also conscientious police officers, and it is really undeserved to encounter such a tragedy.

It's fine if you don't know, now that he can feel this, he naturally wants to destroy it.

So he suddenly exerted force on his foot and crushed the red nose severely.

The next moment, the red nose shattered and exploded, turning into a red blood mist, covering Zhang Xin, and then drifting away with the wind.

Oops, I seem to have sucked in a little bit just now!

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