Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1383 Fear of the Unknown (Part [-])
This is a low-rise building complex with light red walls and dark red roofs. The two Catholic churches together become the main buildings on the south and north sides of the complex, but the Alemanni Bishop's Chapel in the north is used as the Alemanni Church. It is used in the church of Bishop High School. A ceramic statue of the Virgin Mary is hung on the three glass doors on the front, and it is inlaid on the mosaic wall of the Star of David. It seems that it is not worried about falling down and hitting pedestrians.However, the destination of Agent Coulson is San Fernando Church. The walls of this church are light yellow. The red eaves of the two-story main building are inlaid with copper crosses, and there are black crosses in the long passages inside. Wooden benches, oil paintings of the crucifixion of Christ, the Madonna embracing the Holy Child, and a saint, and the tall red baseboards are painted with very simple vine patterns.

In addition, there is even a realistic wax scene to show the life of the Spanish colonists at that time, a real kitchen fireplace and a simple bed. Visitors can only stand outside the iron railings and look at the red print inside the railings. The Spanish wax girl in a long dress continues to handle the never-ending food.Agent Coulson poked his head towards the iron railing curiously, and chatted with a tourist wearing a Google uniform by the way.He knew that a Google Maps employee was taking pictures of the building's attractions, and he also saw the employee stick his camera through the iron railing and take a close-up photo of a Spanish wax girl while the managers were not looking.

"This is bloody scary," the Google employee whispered.He sensed Agent Coulson's gaze and explained, "I'm talking about this wax figure. It's the Uncanny Valley effect, don't you think? I'm taking a panorama, and anyone in the world can see it, It’s like something out of a horror movie.”

Agent Coulson shrugged and continued to follow in the exact double's footsteps while preparing his usual fake FBI credentials.

"Sorry, visitors are not allowed here. This is the bishop's office..."

"I have a certificate of dispensation from the diocese." The exact double stretched out his hand, flashing past the administrator.Although he had already made psychological preparations, what happened next made Agent Coulson feel horrified.He saw that the administrator's eyes had visibly lost their spirits, becoming demented, dull, and in a trance. The consciousness born of the complex brain structure was controlled at this moment, and the electrical signals on the cortex were artificially manipulated and carefully screened. Drop the will not allowed by the exact double.A living person became a marionette in such an instant. Agent Coulson felt that he could not get used to this scene anyway. For him, this scene was far more terrifying than blood plasma horror movies, because this kind of blood came from the unknown. The fear of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent is what he really fears. "Will you let us in now?"

"But the bishop doesn't allow it...you can." The administrator was unaware of the exact double's questioning and manipulation.At first, his brain's electrical signals were still being transmitted, and the neurotransmitters were still being released, but then the electrical signals changed the transmission frequency, and the neurotransmitters also appeared abnormal. "You have the right to go anywhere, sir." After saying this, the administrator immediately rushed to joy and relaxation, as if happy that he had given up an unknown and difficult option, "This is your freedom"

The exact double pointed to Agent Coulson, "He's with me."

"It is your right, sir."

The exact double turns to look at Agent Coulson, who notices the exact double blinking in a most humane manner. "Come with me, Phil Coulson. To be precise, stand by my side." The precise double took out a pistol with a flashing blue light, and the bright magnetic field booster coil began to charge, and the violent high-temperature plasma The soup is constantly pressurized, testing the high temperature resistance of the pressurized cabin. "You don't want any violence here either, do you?"

Hammurabi didn't leave the Emperor's side, and it was the Sisterhood who baited Nick Fury's fake life model out of the estate.It's just that this time Dinah didn't use a chariot or summon armed men, but bought a coffin that could hold bionics from the coffin shop in the small town, and made sure that there was no information on the coffin that could lead to Oxfordshire. Forced the Life-Model Decoy in and stapled the coffin panels.As for what that Life-Model Decoy thinks of Dinah after she realizes she's just a bionic person, she doesn't care, she will stuff the coffin into a container, send it across the Atlantic on an ocean freighter, and finally a private pier in New York will be opened , taken over by New York gangsters.Fisk Wilson, also known as Jin Bin, contracted this business, and he is the actual control of the private pier. He can guarantee that no one can ask any information about the emperor from him.

He could lose all the black markets for weapons on the West Coast, a few casinos in Las Vegas and drug routes in Texas, but he couldn't lose the trust of the Emperor.As long as the emperor trusts him, no matter how desperate the situation is, he will have a chance to come back or even start again. Even the FBI investigation against him will have irreparable mistakes at the last moment. It is not because of the loss of key evidence. It's the person in charge who broke the scandal.The emperor's trust was his fuse in this dangerous enterprise, the last chance delivered by his wife Vanessa's years of connections, who protected him even now that Vanessa was not in New York.

"We should ask Athena to come here and hold an art salon."

Salomon held a blue empty fish bucket in one hand, and Miria's full small fish bucket in the other. He also held a folding canvas chair and fishing rod in his arms, while Miria walked behind him arrogantly, wearing The short legs of the rubber rain boots clattered around and even carried mud and rainwater into the hall, leaving a series of small black boot marks on the smooth marble floor.The android maid hugged Miria before she stepped on the carpet.Facing this girl, the cyborg was not so polite. The cyborg maid grabbed Miria like a lamb, and as she walked up the stairs, she skillfully removed the raincoat from Miria's limbs. And the wellies stripped off, and when the maid went to the bathroom, she threw the struggling girl into hot, soapy water and took a sponge to clean the filthy little thing.

The maid would never allow a mud monkey to appear at the master's table.

Salomon shrugged as he heard Miria's screams fade away.He handed the bucket to Bayonetta, the rod to Joan, and continued with his suggestion. "She must have been hoping to come here as a guest, and bring Vanessa along with her—the modernist abstract painter I told you about—and I can understand her paintings, but I hate the kind of utterly useless painting. The skillful painting style cannot show the basic painting skills at all."

"Yes." Bayonetta agreed, "but only your adoptive mother and Vanessa."

"I think they will definitely be interested in that sculpture." Salomon raised his eyebrows and motioned the witch to look at the marble sculpture in the front hall of the hall, passing through his re-created "The Frenzy of Saint Teresa".All his lust for the witch was absorbed in that statue, and anyone who could read would be shocked by the fiery emotion that radiated from the marble skin. "What else can represent my feelings for you?"

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)