Recreating Cybertron in the Marvel Universe

Evans staggered down the street, his face now sallow, and he bumped into several passers-by who were unable to avoid him.

He lay on the trash can and retched for a while, but only spit out a mouthful of dark green phlegm.

When he woke up, he was lying in an ambulance. He pulled away the white sheets covering his head. He saw that the redness and swelling on his hands had subsided, but there were still many tiny wounds on the skin.

Then, he touched his chest, and his heart was still beating slightly in his chest.

——I didn't die?

Through the car window, he found that all the gangsters had been caught by the police and were being put into police cars one by one. It seemed that the police had saved him.

But he didn't understand why the police didn't put handcuffs on him, and no one was watching him. He seemed to be forgotten, so he immediately got up from the stretcher and quietly slipped out of the ambulance.

He's going to slip away!

After he deposited the money in the bank last night, he called Daphne, but the call was not connected.

Now the whereabouts of the USB flash drive is unknown. He doesn't know whose hands the USB flash drive has fallen into, so he can't tell whether Cecil will let him go. If he doesn't want to die, the best choice now is to leave, and You have to leave with your family.

He could no longer stay in New York and had to flee to the South or the West Coast.

But things didn't go so smoothly. When he got out of the car, he was still seen by a little nurse. The nurse's eyes widened when she saw him. Just when he decided to step forward and cover the nurse's mouth , when she was not allowed to shout, she made a thump and passed out.

what happened?Are all nurses today so timid?

Evans couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have time to waste here. Since no one was watching him, now was the best time for him to escape.

……

"Bang bang!"

Daphne heard the knock on the door and climbed out of bed.

"It's me, open the door!" Evans leaned on the door and shouted anxiously. He didn't know when the police would find out that he had escaped, and maybe they would come to arrest him soon.

But Daphne found out that it was Evans who knocked on the door, but immediately gave up her plan to open the door.

"Go away!" she shouted: "We divorced two years ago, why are you still disturbing my life now?"

"Let me in first, okay! I know I've caused harm to you, but you should at least give me a chance to make amends!"

"Save it back? If you really want to save it, you shouldn't have stolen things from the laboratory four years ago!"

"I told you, it wasn't me!"

The two quarreled again, just like they had broken up several times before, but this time, as Evans became more and more excited, traces of green particles invisible to the naked eye also quietly came from his body. Spreading towards Daphne who was arguing with him.

Passing through the crack in the door, they clung to Daphne's body and slowly seeped into her facial features. Then, as if reaching some critical point, Daphne's face suddenly changed. She covered her throat, her face full of pain. He fell down, struggling violently on the floor like a drowning person.

"Daphne, what's wrong with you!"

Evans slapped the door hard, but he could only hear more and more chaotic noises coming from behind the door. He was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything and slammed the dilapidated door open sideways.

He saw Daphne lying on the ground, covering her throat in pain, but after checking, he found that Daphne's throat was not damaged in any way. Just when he decided to call 911 (in the United States, fire, medical, police , you can call 911) to request medical assistance, Daphne grabbed his arm.

Perhaps because she understood that her death was approaching, Daphne suddenly became uncontrollably sad, but it was not herself she was sad about.

"Anne...my Anne, take care of her..."

When the police arrived, they only saw a man holding his wife's body and wailing in pain...

……

Annie's adventure did not go well, because as soon as she arrived in Queens by car, she found that she had been lost in the chaotic streets of Queens. Although she still remembered the appearance of her old house, she didn't know where to go. …

She was then caught by a police officer patrolling the street.

The police officer seemed a little angry and kept asking Annie for her parents' phone numbers.In the United States, let alone letting a seven-year-old child take to the streets by herself, even if she is left alone at home, the parents may face charges from the government.

That is to say, New York City has not revised the law in this area. Otherwise, he would not mind taking these irresponsible parents to the police station and let them reflect on it.

But Annie did not answer the police officer's question, but whispered: "I want to find dad..."

The police officer seemed to be a kind person. After hearing the ins and outs of the incident, he did not choose to send Annie back directly. Instead, he sighed and opened his car door.

"Come up, I'll take you to your father!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Annie ran to the police car excitedly. She took off the small schoolbag that was clanging behind her and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Is your name Annie?" The policeman also sat up and said while driving: "Let me meet you, my name is Joe Baker..."

……

Anne ultimately failed to find her family's old house, let alone her father.

Although she still remembered the name of the street where the house was located, she also remembered that it had a red roof, green walls, and a large lawn at the door...

However, Qiao took her around the residential area several times. There were red roofs but no green walls; there were green walls at the door but no lawn; there were lawns at the door and green walls, but the roofs were not red...

Joe finally had to get out of the car and ask the cleaner in the community, but the cleaner told him that there was indeed a house like that before, but it had been demolished long ago...

Joe reluctantly returned to the car.

"No, sir?" asked Anne in a low voice.

"Listen, Annie." Joe couldn't bear to tell her the result, so he could only console her: "Maybe you remembered it wrong. You should go back and ask your mother carefully. Maybe she knows where your father is, okay?"

"Ok."

"Then let's go home," Joe said.

Annie nodded and hugged her small schoolbag tightly.

——Although she didn't find her father, at least she still has her mother...

The police car was ignited and started, and Joe took Annie back to Brooklyn, but when he arrived at Annie's house, he found that the place was already surrounded by his colleagues.

Joe felt something was wrong, so he asked Annie to stay in the car and went to find out the situation.

"Hey, what's going on? What's going on here?" He took out his cigarette case, pulled over a familiar colleague, and asked while letting go of the cigarette.

"A wanted criminal killed his ex-wife. It seems that the forensic doctor made a mistake and he escaped. It's not a big deal." The policeman took a puff of cigarette and replied casually.

It is indeed not a big deal. About [-] million people die every year in the world, and more than [-] of them die from murder. This is just an insignificant case, at least in terms of numbers.

It’s just that no one has ever thought that maybe behind every number, there will be a family destroyed, and someone’s world will change from then on...