Beauty Spreads All over the World

In a piece of wasteland on the outskirts of Chicago.

Mick looked at the abnormal purple liquid on the ground suspiciously and said, "Are you sure you injured him?"

Orolo nodded and said, "Yes, one of our field agents hit him with an FMG9."

Mick stood up again, looked around, and asked in a daze: "This should also be a mutant, right?"

Mick can understand being attacked by ordinary people. After all, mutants are incompatible with ordinary people, and there are always a few or organizations that hate mutants.

But it was the first time for Mick to be attacked by mutants.

"It's not very clear, but our testing department has detected a chemical substance called pheromone in the surrounding air and in the branch."

Orolo said in a deep voice: "We have recalled all the field agents to the branch, and strictly guard against the other side's sudden attack."

When Mick heard Orolo's arrangement, he nodded and said: "Recently, Umbrella Company is accelerating the development of a new generation of armed implants. Once developed, it will be equipped at the fastest speed."

Immediately after clapping his hands, Mick looked at the sun above his head and said, "Let's go, I can't see anything here, go back to the game to see if there is anything found after the red queen."

along the way.

Mick quietly flipped through the information on police reports received by the branch of the Bureau of Change and Investigation in the past two months, feeling a little confused.

The above victims are not only ordinary people, but also mutants.

It feels like the whole murderer is taking revenge on society.

Neuropathy?

Or a middle school boy who has just awakened and feels that he can completely beat Thanos?

When I returned to the branch of the Investigation Bureau, I saw my mother standing in the office, and the surveillance screens in front of him flashed one by one quickly.

"have not Get it yet?"

Mick frowned. With the computing power of the Red Queen, he investigated the monitoring of a period of time. At what point was enough time just now.

Is that person still invisible?

Or is Professor Charles wrong?

After seeing Mick and Orolo come back, Qin directly waved away the monitoring screen, and three more screens appeared on the laser projection.

From Mick's point of view, the three pictures seemed to be the same person.

Qin pointed at the person on the screen in a deep voice and said, "It's him, not just at the time of the attack, he came here at noon and in the afternoon the day before the attack."

Mick raised his eyebrows. Looking at the picture, he was unshaven, wearing a suit and a thin scarf. At first glance, he looked like a perfect successful person's attire.

If he hadn't believed in the calculation ability of the Red Queen, Mick would have doubted whether the Red Queen had made a mistake.

"Did the Red Queen find out his information?"

Qin shook her head and said, "At least it doesn't appear in any database in the United States, and it can't be ruled out that it's from other countries."

Mick has a headache.

This kind of enemy that pops up for no reason is the most uncomfortable.

Especially what is the motive of this guy's crime?

It can't be because it's fun.

This time!

The branch operator received another emergency call.

There are mutants robbing Goldman Sachs Bank in downtown Chicago. . . . . .

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Whoa whoa whoa—

When the internal staff of Goldman Sachs sounded the alarm, within five minutes, the entire law enforcement system department received the information.

When Mick, Storm and several other agents rushed to the scene, the intersection of Goldman Sachs Bank was already surrounded by countless police cars.

People who don't know the inside story think that Goldman Sachs found Ivan the Great.

In Chicago, which is the 21st district to which the Bureau of Investigation belongs, in addition to the Bureau of Investigation branch, there are two different groups of police officers.

One of these groups is uniformed police officers who patrol the streets to directly combat and deal with street crime.

Another group, known as the Intelligence Unit, was responsible for fighting the major cancers that plagued the city—gangster crime, drug trafficking, high-level murders, and the like.

As for the leader of the intelligence team, according to Boyett, he is a person who is not afraid of breaking the rules.

As long as justice can be upheld, he will not hesitate to fight against the law.He is tough and has strict requirements. Only those who can go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire can work under him.

Those street cops stare at the intelligence team every day, dreaming of getting promoted and joining this elite team.

As for the members who have joined Boydt's team, they have to work hard every day to avoid being squeezed out by the latecomers.

"Has anyone from the investigation bureau arrived yet?"

Boit, who arrived at the scene in body armor and led his team, asked a uniformed patrolman in his characteristic husky voice.

The patrolman nodded and pointed to Mick and the others who were standing next to the front row of police cars.

Lindsay, the female team member behind Boyet, saw Mick next to Storm, and asked curiously after seeing clearly, "Why is he here?"

"You know him?" Rusek, who had just joined the job, was full of enthusiasm and dismissive of the world, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Just as Lindsay was about to explain, Olinski, an old man in the bureau, stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and said, "You don't even know him. Last year, he was a famous figure in New York and even the United States. He was in charge of the National Bureau of Investigation. I heard that Still a nobleman."

After listening to Olinsky's explanation, Ruzek said disdainfully, "Another politician."

"Okay, shut up."

The leader of the group, Boyte, frowned and told them not to discuss, and then walked towards Mick and the others.

As a strong police officer, Boyett has always followed the principle that his crime scene is his call.

Even in the previous few cases, when the Bureau of Investigation and the Chicago Police Department cooperated, Boit's team was the leader.

It's a pity that these few cases still failed to find any clues.

All the surveillance cameras were hacked by remote control by hackers, and some passers-by at that time did not provide any beneficial clues.

It seemed that the murderer was a ghost.

Moreover, they managed to find a criminal suspect not long ago, and they were about to finalize the case when the hospital's appraisal report came out.

He is mentally handicapped!

"Ms. Orolo, we meet again."

Boyte walked to Mick's side and said to Storm with a slight smile.

His attitude towards mutants is neutral, as long as you don't commit a crime, he doesn't bother to care about you, but as long as you commit a crime, it doesn't matter if you are a mutant or an ordinary person.

In the eyes of Boydt, everyone is treated equally!

"Hi, Captain Boydt."

Orolo also introduced to Boit with a smile on his face: "This is the director of our Bureau of Investigation. He is here today because of the case we have been in Chicago for the past two months."

Mick glanced at Boyit in a little surprise, stretched out his right hand and said, "Hello, Team Leader Boyit."

Saying.

Mick always felt that the face of Team Leader Boydt was very familiar, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere before, but he wandered around in the memory palace in his mind, but he couldn't find any relevant information.

"Hi, Chief Edinson." Boyett's attitude towards Mick couldn't be better or worse, as far as they were front-line police officers.

Anyone in the leadership is a politician.

Moreover, he is an extremely hypocritical politician, who says one thing but does another thing. When he can't handle it at critical times, he will pull his subordinates out to stop bullets.

After a few pleasantries, Boyte felt that his speculation that Mick was a politician was completely correct, so he was not in the mood to play Tai Chi with Mick anymore, but said to Orolo: "Ms. Bank robbery, this is my case."

Storm was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "Of course, we will also obey the command of Team Leader Boit."

That's what Boyett wanted, and finally smiled at Mick, turned and left.

He wants to discuss with their team members how to negotiate with the robbers in the bank. After all, Goldman Sachs Bank can be regarded as the largest bank in Chicago. It is said that it is still the peak period.

After Boit and his team members reconciled, Orolo explained to Mick with some embarrassment: "Boit's team leader is a...stubborn and upright team leader."

Mick nodded and said nothing.

After all, there was no need to confront Chicago's established law enforcement forces compared to the fact that the Bureau of Investigation had just settled in Chicago not long ago.

Not only is it thankless, but you may encounter some unnecessary difficulties when the Investigation Bureau handles the case.

Half an hour later!

Mick frowned and looked at the closed bank.

Just now a patrolman shouted from the front, and someone even made a call inside the bank.

Unexpectedly, the bank was quiet, and it seemed that the robbers were unwilling to communicate with the police.

"Ran?"

Mick thought to himself, but he didn't feel right. If the robber was a mutant who could teleport like a flicker, the hostages in the bank would have escaped after he succeeded in the robbery.

How could there be no movement at all.

It's not like killing them all.

Thinking of this conclusion suddenly, even Mick was a little uneasy, in case he guessed right, it would prove to be a mutant.

It is estimated that a mighty anti-mutant movement will be launched in Chicago and even the whole country.

People are blind.

They can oppose the government because of the hardships of mutants, and protest against the discrimination of mutants in society as a whole.

but.

Because of this incident, they can also feel that they are hurting others, and hold up the banner against mutants again.