Marvel's Psyker

"Well, gentlemen? How about we talk?"

Unable to stand the oppressive air in the car, Simon said, "Although I don't know what kind of report you received, I still have to argue that I didn't actually do it."

"Uh, would you believe it?"

There was a silence in the car, which made the already hot air even more stale.

Just when Simon felt out of breath, the middle-aged policeman sitting in the co-pilot turned around and looked at Simon.

"Boy, I don't know what you have done, and I don't know if you have offended someone. In short, now that the matter has been settled, you just accept the reality! Because this is your only choice."

"What do you mean?"

Simon heard the heavy regret from the police officer's words, but this made Simon's doubts even worse.

"Gentlemen, this... shouldn't be the way back to the police station, right? Where are we going!" Simon clarified his doubts.

"Where you go has nothing to do with you! Boy."

The tattooed policeman in the driver's seat didn't even look back, and shouted in a bad tone: "You're a criminal now! Just shut up and listen to the arrangements. There's so much nonsense!"

"What!" Simon shouted in surprise, "I'm a criminal?"

"Otherwise?"

The tattooed policeman glanced at his mouth and laughed disdainfully, "Destruction of property, theft, intentional injury, commercial espionage, multiple crimes, and the evidence is solid! It's all like this, what else can you be if you are not a criminal?"

The tattooed policeman said in a teasing tone: "What? Seeing your confused face, do you think you're filming a reality show about jailbreak?"

Confused?

The tattoo police said he was confused?

nonsense!Of course Simon was dumbfounded!

Mr. Osborne had only recently told him himself to put him at ease and that he would be absolutely all right.

But only a few 10 minutes later, Simon learned the fact that he had become a criminal.

Can you not be confused?

Hello!Shouldn't I be a suspect?Don't you just need to go back to the police station with the police to make a record and assist in the investigation?

When did I become a criminal?I do not know how?

I haven't even been to court yet!How did you get convicted of a criminal?Also count the crimes?

Simon thought wildly in his heart.

"Hahaha! Look at this kid, he looks so stupid! I'm almost scared to pee!"

The tattooed policeman held the steering wheel with one hand, pointed at Simon's pale face with the other, and laughed wantonly.

"Okay, stop laughing!" The middle-aged policeman in the passenger seat slapped the tattooed policeman on the arm, "Turn your head and look ahead! The lives of everyone in the car are in your hands."

"Yes, yes, yes. Your rank is higher than mine, so you have the final say." The tattooed policeman turned his eyes back depressedly, and held the steering wheel with both hands.

"Don't whine, drive well! The prison should be ready for the handover, send people to them, and we can get off work early today."

"That's a good relationship! Look at me!"

The tattooed policeman howled happily, stepped on the accelerator, and the police car, which was already quite fast, accelerated again, galloping like a wild bull on the road.

Too lazy to talk about the driving habits of his companions, the middle-aged policeman turned his head to look at Simon, and comforted him with concern in his eyes:

"Young man, I won't say anything too much. It can be seen that you are not an out-and-out villain. You should reform yourself in prison."

"Speaking of which, you are really bold! Dr. Connors' lizard serum project, even ordinary people like me have seen it on the TV news! It is a key project that the Osborne Group has invested heavily in! That's all. You still dare to move your mind? Sometimes I really admire you young people! It seems that you don’t know what fear is!"

"You should only be locked up for a few years, not too long. After you come out, you have to change your mind and start a new life! Understand?"

"Your life is still very long, as long as you cheer up, you won't be delayed because of these few years."

"I said, is it necessary to tell him so much?" The tattooed policeman said impatiently, "I'm going to jail anyway!"

"What are you talking about, bastard!"

The middle-aged policeman poked the forehead of the tattooed policeman with his fingers, "Aren't you a little gangster who wandered around the streets all day long? If I hadn't caught you out, you wouldn't have known which gangster you died in." It's on fire."

"Shet! Every time you like to press me with this matter." The tattooed policeman lost his temper completely, turned his head and drove quietly.

The middle-aged policeman looked at Simon with a smile again, "Remember what I said? Come on!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged policeman patted Simon on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Although it felt a little weird, Simon still didn't want to sit still,

"Officer, thank you for your concern, but are you really doing something wrong?"

Simon looked into the eyes of the middle-aged policeman and emphasized: "I'm really not a criminal, I didn't do those things! I don't know if you want to believe me, but my answer is like this!"

"So what do you want?"

Simon thought for a while, "Can you return my mobile phone? It will take a few minutes. I want to make a call."

"No, kid." The middle-aged policeman who was very kind just now shook his head resolutely, "This does not comply with the regulations!"

"Damn it! Why are you saying this again?" Simon's brows looked ugly, "It's only a few minutes!"

The middle-aged policeman said in a strong tone: "If you can't do it, you can't do it! That's the rule!"

"But I was wronged! I have encountered injustice, so I can't even save myself?" Simon roared a little emotionally.

"I'll say it again, your only choice right now is: accept reality! Get it?"

"I said it at the beginning, you don't have a second option!"

"Please don't get excited! Otherwise, we will take compulsory measures against you according to the regulations! Now, sit down for me! Be quiet!"

But Simon didn't listen to the middle-aged policeman. He let out strange noises and rubbed his hair with his hands, appearing more and more anxious.

The middle-aged policeman felt that something was wrong. He took out a small box from the glove box and took out a tube of injection from it.

This young man was specifically explained by his superiors, so they also prepared a backup.

Taking advantage of Simon's unpreparedness, the middle-aged policeman raised the needle and stabbed at Simon.

Simon realized the danger, reacted instantly, jumped forward, and grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged policeman.

Just as Simon tried to snatch the sedative, the policeman who had been sleeping next to him was awakened.The man had a strong body and great strength in his hands, and he pulled back Simon who had jumped out and pressed him on the back seat.

But Simon didn't give up. He tied the middle-aged policeman's wrist with the hinge between the handcuffs. When he was pulled back by the strong policeman, Simon also pulled back, pulling most of the middle-aged policeman's body. Space in the back seat.