Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 925 Quietly Changed (First Change)
"These guys have been dead for years," Chief George Stacy said when he briefed Falcon on the case.

Sam Wilson came to the police station as an investigator before Steve Rogers returned to New York. Using the police files and Tony Stark's artificial intelligence "Friday", Sam Wilson quickly saw several victims. details of the recipient. "How is this possible!" He looked at the yellow-black skeletons placed in the morgue. Even without the forensic identification report, he could still see that the skeletons lying on the stainless steel bed had experienced the baptism of time.He's experienced, as he assured the chief of police.

"The caller claimed that his family members were taken away yesterday!" he said, "so who is the person living with the caller?"

"This is also the part that confuses us the most." Chief Stacey sighed, "Either the group has a way to make the remains of the victims look like they were buried under six feet for a long time, or... Something replaced the victim, and the soldiers in the armored vehicle were hunting that thing. We noticed a message that all the victims had moved, changed jobs, reconnected with each other."

The police chief lowered his voice, "It was almost the time when the death was identified."

The only listener felt as if all the pores on his body had exploded.

"I have never seen such a terrible thing in my life. I have been on the battlefield, but this... is really weird." The air-conditioning in the morgue had already made people feel a little uncomfortable, but the words of Director George Stacey It made Sam Wilson feel a chill run from the soles of his feet to his brain.A certain fear hidden in the depths of human genes has been unearthed, just like the monster under the bed that I feared when I was a child. That fear was gradually abandoned as I grew older, but at this moment it has made a comeback.This kind of fear is called the unknown, not the fear that can be destroyed by bullets.Sam Wilson shook his head, trying to get rid of this childish thought, but the fear followed him like a shadow and couldn't get rid of it.

"What clue do we have?"

"There is nothing but what you saw." The police chief shook his head, "The people who did the work cleaned it up very well, all the body fluids at the scene were destroyed by acid, and the shell casings and warheads were also taken away. What about the trace detection department? None, either. Except for the craters—not pistol or rifle gaps, but some kind of heavy caliber weapon. Shooting a human body with a weapon like that would supposedly leave a big wreckage, but we couldn't find anything, the guys used Fire and acid ruined everything."

"Very well, I don't want to leave any genetic information of aliens at the scene." Victoria Hand said to the other end of the phone, "The progress of cleaning up aliens in New Jersey needs to be expedited, and the police have already targeted you. Assault The dropships are ready, but you have only one chance to escape, and if the National Guard keeps up with you, no monarch can save your lives... My lord, the Skrulls in New York State have been cleared, and the bodies are passing Airlifted to the Immortal City."

She put down the phone and waited for instructions.Even if another job was imminent, she had to wait.

Fortunately, the man who gave her orders acted decisively and swiftly.

"Order the biological genetic laboratory to prepare for the reception. Dr. Maya Hansen really needs experimental materials." Salomon stretched out his finger, signaling Stephanie to follow his instructions, and Stephanie instructed her little secretary to grab the materials. write command.At the same moment Salomon looked up, and Victoria Hand saw that the expression on her sovereign's face had not changed since the beginning of the mission.Now, as far as she knew, her lord was working on several things at once, and the secret war with the Skrulls was only one of them.He could tell with his toes that something bigger than a Skrull was approaching.

"I hope the aftermath is done."

"I believe the Department of Internal Affairs can do it." Victoria Hand understood what the monarch was referring to. "Is your current body the product of alchemy?"

"Keep me away from the heat, or I'll melt."

Victoria Hand breathed a sigh of relief, now she doesn't want to face the real body of the monarch even more, that tall, strong and ruthless figure, full of thunder and roars under the calm surface, it makes people shudder to think about it.Whenever he sat behind his desk working, his presence almost filled the room, working with the attitude Agent Hand admired and feared at the same time, giving orders that any hard-hearted man would have to think twice.No one but Stephanie Malek, a lunatic whose ambition burns as sympathetically as sympathetically, could handle such terrible pressure.

This situation only began to emerge after the Battle of Finnbowendt.

After the battle, the king, dressed in scarred golden armor and holding a fiery long sword, boarded the ship. Almost everyone who looked at him felt that his brain was crowded by a piece of red-hot iron, like the molten iron core of the earth. The scorching violence terrified everyone.All the staff on the ship knelt down to him when he passed by, even though he finally gave orders to all those who knelt down, angrily reprimanded them and asked them to stand up, but some things have quietly changed.Now everyone in the Immortal City can feel his presence, like an invisible towering mountain, even people without second vision can clearly feel that sitting in the tallest Gothic tower People, especially those girls in the sisterhood monastery, will pray towards the location of this building.

This feeling turns into longing when you are far away from him, and quickly turns into fear when you are close.

Victoria Hand wondered if this sense of humor and kindness came from alchemy, but her lord seemed to enjoy a joke.Her sovereign's deadly sense of humor lit the pyre like kindling in a fireplace whenever there was no task, and only then did all who worked for him feel at ease.After the battle of Finnbowendt, she thought that if there was any trace of humanity in her monarch, it was his love of spirits-the precious spirits stored in the handmade wine cabinet in the office were being consumed at an alarming rate.The latest to disappear was a bottle of Napoleonic brandy, the kind of rarity that would normally be auctioned off by the glass, but Victoria Hand hadn't even seen the bottle.

"The real body is still attending classes in Oxfordshire, and there is a rather important exam today." The alchemy body seemed to have insight into her thoughts.Agent Hande has long been used to it, and the monarch's eyes can see everything clearly, and some staff members with radical ideas think so.The avatar of Salomon smiled slyly, "It's not a bad thing to invite my professor to taste the brandy of the Napoleonic era, especially when the absence of class happens from time to time, a bottle of fine wine is quite amazing."

"You should be glad that Jane Foster is not your graduate advisor."

"Yeah, a lovelorn woman is quite troublesome. Ms. Victoria Hand, remember to bring a bottle of wine before you go. You can choose from the collection in the wine cabinet. Taking over Nick Fury's secret is a troublesome thing, but I But I have nothing more to repay you."

"This is my duty, my lord." Victoria Hand opened the wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of spirits, saluted and left the office.

"I believe she can replace Nick Fury." The monarch said to the head of the interior department who stood aside. "She has the potential and she has done a good job so far."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)