Marvel Blacklight Consultant

When Sai Xi'er heard the gunshot, her heart suddenly shrank and she had difficulty breathing. Could this person that her sister knew be like this...

He hurried to the alley in a few steps, and what he saw was indeed another scene. The Hispanic's hand was twisted behind his back, and his whole body was pressed against the wall, with a big hand holding down his face.

He was relieved, but he immediately took out the handcuffs and, with Alex's help, roasted the Hispanic man.

Asked Alex: "Are you okay?"

Shaking his head, "It's funny, nothing happened at all, but it looks like I'm going to the police station again."

The two smiled at each other and followed Cecil to the West Hollywood branch, which was the same place where Alex went before. The policewoman at the front desk looked at Alex strangely.

Following Cecil to the interrogation room, she first pushed the Hispanic into the interrogation room, called a police officer, and ordered: "Keep an eye on him."

Then he took Alex to another policeman and said, "Bavel, help me record a statement for him."

"Alex, this is Detective Barwell. He will help you record a statement."

After saying that, Sai Xier left here and went upstairs to enter a room.

Only then did Pavel ask: "Alex, right? I'm Pavel, tell me what's going on."

After briefly describing what happened just now, Pavel kept taking notes and handed it to Alex after confirming it.

Then he asked: "How do you know Cecil?"

Alex glanced at him, wondering why he asked himself this.

Perhaps feeling the strange look in Alex's eyes, Pavel coughed dryly: "I am Cecil's ex-husband."

It suddenly dawned on him that he stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I am Nina's friend."

After hearing this, Pavel also smiled and shook hands with Alex, "Thank you also for helping Cecil today."

The two chatted for a while, and Alex asked a little strangely: "Don't police detectives usually have partners? Why is Cecil only one person?"

Pavel smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "She has such a strong personality that no one likes to be her partner. Originally, there were some, but they directly applied for transfer. If not approved, they would resign directly. I have a partner here, and the leader also If she doesn’t agree to let me team up with her, I can only let him be alone.”

After hearing this, I understood.

Pavel's face suddenly became serious and he pretended to put away the notes and coughed lightly.

Alex looked back and saw that Cecil and another slightly fat white man were behind her.

Cecil introduced to Alex: "This is the captain of our police station, Fit Anderson."

"This is Alex."

The captain looked at Alex and said with a smile: "I just checked your information. Your police assessment has reached the final level. Why not continue?"

Alex shook his head, "I was lucky and made a lot of money. I no longer want to be a policeman. I just applied for a bounty hunter today, so I can still do some things."

Feite looked at Cecil and then said: "A bounty hunter?"

After thinking for a while, he said: "Well, you don't have to be a bounty hunter anymore. You have very good qualifications. You have retired from the actual combat force. How about you become a consultant for our Los Angeles West Hollywood branch in the future?"

Alex asked curiously: "Consultant? What does this position do?"

Feite said with a smile: "It's just like the police's duties, but you don't need to report every day. If there are special circumstances, we will notify you. At that time, you can choose to come here to assist us in handling the case. This is a consultant , when you assist in handling the case, we will equip you with a gun."

After listening, I understood what this position was about. It was just a part-time wage earner, but that was fine.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that it’s not that bad. It’s not bad to have the title of consultant. “So is there any consultant certification, badge or something like that?”

"Yes, as long as you agree, you can get a badge, and there will be subsidies, although not much."

"Okay, that's okay, I agree."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Mercer. The police recruitment situation is getting worse and worse now. It is a good thing to have talents like you entering."

After chatting for a while, Feite turned and left.

Before leaving, Feite asked Cecil to take Alex to register and enter the system. The entire US government department has the habit of recruiting consultants, which is very normal for them.

After filling it out, he handed it over to the personnel in the archives room for input. Then he went to the warehouse management side and received a lapd police badge from Alex.

Because Alex had passed the police examination, there was no need to explain certain things.

Cecil said to Alex: "If you are free, you can come to work. Our working hours here are from 9 o'clock to 5:30 pm."

Alex nodded, "If I have nothing to do, I will consider coming."

Cecil sent Alex to the door of the police station and suddenly said: "Thank you for today, but don't tell Nina about my work."

He gave Cecil an OK gesture, then waved his hand and returned to his car.

I drove away from the police station in a very happy mood. I passed by a shop selling bags. I remembered that I had damaged Nina's bag before, so I stopped the car and bought a similar bag for Nina.

He took out his phone and called Nina, and the call was quickly answered, "Alex, what can you do? I'm a little busy right now."

"It's okay. You go ahead and do your work. I'll find you later in the evening."

"Okay, then I'll hang up."

Hearing the busy signal from the phone, Alex felt a little sorry for this girl. Her family environment was not good and she had a drunk father. Although her sister was a police officer, her detective salary was only tens of thousands of dollars a year. There is simply not enough money left over from taxes and raising a child.

Shaking his head, even if he wanted to help others, he still needed to have a status. Who was he now?

Back home, I lay on the sofa and looked at the map. I had absorbed Bob, the head of the Hydra branch, and there was some information I needed to check.

In addition to a branch in Los Angeles, there is also a base in Palm Springs, but Bob does not know the specific situation.

Bob knew about that base because he received an urgent message not long ago and needed to go to this location to perform a mission. After arriving, he was about to enter when another team of Hydra stopped him and said that they would take over here.

Palm Springs is about 190 kilometers away from Culver City. It used to take more than two hours. Alex was going to find time to go there and explore it and see what was going on inside.

At this time, a blue light suddenly slowly lit up on his chest. Alex's eyes widened. He actually forgot about this thing. He didn't study it carefully after he came back. As soon as he thought of this, he disappeared into the house.

Alex fell directly onto the street, surrounded by people, who were frightened by Alex's sudden appearance and screamed repeatedly.

Alex sat up on the ground, "fxxk, fxxk"

I looked around at the strange yet familiar city, grabbed a person next to me and asked, "Where is this?"

The man said in a panic: "Huh, sorry, this is New York."

When he let go and wanted to leave, two people rushed out of a bank behind him. Each held a short stick in one hand, with a black body, silver heads, and some silver patterns in the middle.

"Hey brother, don't move, we are from the NSA."

Alex looked back and saw a black man with short white hair speaking.

Pointing to himself, he said, "Are you calling me?"

"Stay where you are and don't move."

Alex didn't move. He was on the street now. It was hard to do anything. Let's see where these people were going to take him.

Seeing that Alex didn't move, the black man immediately directed the man next to him to step forward, grab Alex, and then push him into the car next to him.

Alex was led off the street by them and drove all the way towards the suburbs, arriving at a remote place.

I had just been pushed out of the car and after taking two steps, I heard the sound of a circlip in my ears, and then I felt a burst of electricity, my muscles jumped slightly, my waist tightened, and I clearly felt that I was being restrained by something.

"Only God is worthy of having the ability to travel through time and space, and you are not God."

Looking back, the black man was holding a silver dagger, ready to stab Alex.

"Really?" The black-red tentacle on Alex's right hand appeared and instantly turned into a huge blade. The steel cable that originally bound the body broke directly.

The two of them stepped back in horror, looked at Alex in front of them, and said with a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

Alex tilted his head and did not speak any more. Instead, he rushed forward and killed the other person with a knife, and his arm returned to its original state.

When he came to the black man's side, the black man's eyes flashed fiercely. A sharp thorn stretched out from the end of the short stick in his hand and stabbed Alex's chest. At the same time, the short sword in the other hand also followed. Attack up and down.

"Puff, puff."

Two piercing sounds came, and the black man stared at Alex who didn't have much. Just as he was about to say something, he turned into a ball and was absorbed into Alex's body.

He casually pulled out the short stick and dagger on his body, threw the dagger to the ground, and looked at the short stick from left to right.

This thing is not bad, more than enough to deal with ordinary people, and it also has a thousand volt electric shock.

I regretted the shirt I was wearing. After thinking about it, I took off my clothes and found a bag in their car. I put the clothes and short sticks in it and transformed into a suit of clothes, a hooded windbreaker with a red base and black face, black. Jeans, dark brown high-top work shoes.

Put on your backpack and go find your goal.

Alex already knows where he has come. This is the world of teleporters. He has the ability to teleport when he sees it. It is very good and suitable for his own use.