American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

The midday sun is very bright, and the temperature here continues to rise, making people feel breathless, as if every breath they take is like swallowing a fireball.

In front of a motel called "Liberty", Dean and Sam parked their cars. After looking at each other, they both adjusted their suits.

The person in charge of the motel is a fat middle-aged woman. After seeing an Impala enter the scope of her hotel, she has been paying attention to the two people in the car.

"Who are you?" Seeing two handsome guys getting out of the car, the fat woman took the initiative to greet them.

"Smith and Jack, FBI." Dean and Sam simultaneously took out their IDs and scanned them in front of the fat woman's face. Although the IDs were fake, basically no one could tell.

The fat woman was obviously stunned for a moment. "I don't know why you two are here, but I've never done anything wrong."

"Don't be nervous, ma'am, we're just here to investigate some situations." Dean took the initiative to calm the other party's emotions.

Sam spoke. "We are dealing with a case related to national security. There is intelligence that there is a witness here who can help us. Do you know a woman named Gabrielle Lopez? She also has a little girl with her."

"Them." The fat woman's expression showed a trace of disgust. Seeing this scene, the two brothers knew that they were in the right place. Soon, the fat woman pointed to a room on the first floor and said. "They are in that room."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Sam nodded slightly, and then walked towards the room with Dean.

When they came to the door, the brothers did not hesitate and directly raised their hands to knock on the door of the room. The next moment, they clearly heard the sound of debris falling from inside.

It seemed that his arrival had disturbed the other party. Dean and Sam looked at each other, both seeing a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Is Ms. Lopez here?" Dean asked, lying at the door.

The people inside also knew that they had no way to leave. After a while, a woman's voice with a Mexican accent came out. "Who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, we are the agents arranged by Mr. Logan. We just want to understand some things with you. We have no other ideas." Dean responded.

Although Wolverine calls himself James, most people still call him Logan. Dean believes that this woman who has taken the initiative to contact Logan can understand what he means.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, the door of the room was opened automatically, and a thin middle-aged woman's head popped up.

The woman first observed the two burly men in front of her, and then she looked at the surrounding environment with great vigilance, as if checking the surroundings for any danger.

"Are you Ms. Gabriel Lopez?" Sam asked proactively.

The woman did not answer immediately, but instead waved the two people into the house quickly. After making sure there was no threat outside, she carefully closed the door.

Seeing how careful the woman was, the brothers didn't show any unnecessary signs, and just waited for each other's reaction quietly.

After closing the door, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said. "Yes, I am Gabriel, who are you?"

"I'm Dean, and this is my brother Sam. We heard about you from Mr. Logan, and this time we're here to investigate some key clues." Dean tried his best to keep his voice as clear as possible. What a threat.

After hearing this, Gabrielle took a serious look at Dean, and saw that the other party did not show any intention of harming her. Then she felt relieved a little, and she pushed Dean and Sam towards the back room.

“Laura just fell asleep, let’s go inside and talk.”

When passing by the bed, Dean and Sam both saw the sleeping little girl on the bed. They nodded slightly and slowed down a bit, trying not to make too much noise.

After arriving at the innermost part of the room, Gabriel took the initiative to pour a glass of water for the brothers. "I don't understand why Mr. Logan doesn't come over."

"You haven't watched TV lately, have you?" Dean took the water glass and took a sip.

"Something happened?" Gabriel frowned.

Dean nodded heavily, took out a newspaper from his arms, and placed it in front of Gabriel. "This is the report this morning. Just take a look at it."

Looking at Dean's serious expression, Gabrielle also knew that during this period, there might have been a shocking change in the outside world, so she quickly picked up the newspaper and started reading.

Dean didn't bother her, he just drank from the cup and waited for the other party's feedback. The only sound left in the room was the sound of paper turning.

Next to him, Sam was also observing the furnishings in the room. He saw chemical utensils placed on the table, and some medical supplies were piled on the sofa, which were very professional.

At this moment, Gabrielle also finished reading the news in the newspaper, and her whole face was filled with disbelief. "No wonder, no wonder there are fewer people following us during this period. It turns out such a big thing happened."

"Now you know how serious the problem is." Dean put down the cup and continued. "Believe me, I was more surprised than you when I first saw this thing."

"Is this all true?" Gabriel still couldn't believe it.

"If it's true, the remains of the Wild Sentinel robot are still in Manhattan. Although the thing can't move, no one dares to get close to it. Only the army surrounded the place." Dean replied.

Gabrielle nodded slightly, as if she was digesting this incredible news, but she soon reacted and said excitedly.

"Wait, if this happens, all those people's eyes will be attracted to this thing, and it will be easier for us to leave here. As long as we are careful, the risk factor will be greatly reduced."

"Speaking of this." Dean pondered for a moment and then said. "We also came here to know, are you serious about the location coordinates you gave Logan before?"

"What do you mean?" Gabriel was a little confused.

Dean glanced at Sam, who took out a comic with understanding, turned to the page and handed it to Gabriel. "The coordinates you gave are exactly the same as those in the comics. Are you sure you're not kidding?

Looking at the patterns on the comics, Gabriel was speechless for a moment.

She raised her head slightly and glanced at Dean and Sam. Seeing that both of them were waiting for her to give an explanation, Gabrielle sighed and said.

"I am a nurse. For several years, I have worked in the Genetically Modified Research Institute in Mexico City. This is a subsidiary of an American industrial group. It is an extremely illegal genetic industry. They told us that this is going on. Drug research, but actually, they're studying mutants, studying mutant genes."

"I have evidence to show that this is the root cause of the extinction of the mutant race. They believe that mutant genes rely on mutations and are very uncontrollable. Therefore, they are conducting targeted research in the hope of controlling this gene. changes."

"Controlling genetic changes. Is this why they killed those mutants with genetically modified food?" Dean frowned.

"Yes, and more than that," Gabriel continued. "They wanted to control this genetic change, so they started to develop mutants themselves. Those children were born in the genetically modified research institute and never left.

They don’t have any birth certificates or names, and some only have cold code names. These children were all conceived in the bellies of Mexican girls, and those girls have become ‘missing persons’. "

"Where's their father?" Sam asked.

"Father?" Gabriel smiled sadly. "Their 'fathers' are special genes in test tubes, genetic seeds. The staff asked us not to treat these children as human beings, but as patented products."

Click!

There was a sound of glass exploding.

Everyone heard the news and went away, only to see Sam crush the water glass in his hand to pieces at some point.

Maybe at this moment, only Sam can feel this feeling. After all, he was also one of the 'products' created by the yellow-eyed demon back then.

In order to create a skin for Lucifer, the yellow-eyed demon selected countless children and made them into beings carrying the blood of the devil, breaking their original lives. Now, listening to what Gabriel said, Sam discovered Humans in this world are more hateful than demons.

"Sorry, I lost my temper." Sam explained, picked up a gauze and bandaged himself.

Gabrielle shook her head slightly. She didn't think Sam's move was scary, but it made her trust the two people in front of her even more.

"Those people used mutant genes to create an army, but they underestimated these children. They tried to teach these children to kill, but the children did not want to fight, and soldiers who did not want to fight had no value to them, so they started Another experiment, I don't know what they were trying to do, but I know they definitely succeeded.

Three months ago, they announced the closure of this project and began to kill and massacre these mutant children. We tried to save some of them, but then we got separated, and I could only continue to hide around with Laura. "

"As for the coordinates you mentioned, yes, I know where this is."

Gabriel said seriously.

"It is a place that only belongs to mutants and is the Garden of Eden for all mutants."