The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　 Brooklyn!

　　 Lake and Joe parked the car on the side of the road.

get off.

　　 Joe looked at a house on the opposite side of the road, looked at his mobile phone, and said, "This is the IP address that sends the mail. Let's go."

　　Leckra lived with Joe.

　　 Joe turned and looked at Lake: "What's the matter?"

　　Lake didn't speak, but just stepped in front of Joe.

　　 Joe behind him blinked.

　　 Hope that the people of Hydra are gone.

　　Lake sighed in his heart. When he walked slowly to the door of the room, he thought in his heart that, if no accident, the person in this house who sent anonymous emails to Joe's mailbox was already dead.

　　咚咚咚!

　　 No one answered the door.

　　 should be hung up, after all, looking through the window, the light in the living room is on.

　　 "Did you apply for a search warrant?"

"Out."

"Ok."

　　Lake nodded, took Glock in his hand, and kicked the door directly.

　　嘭!

　　 The door lock broke at the sound.

　　 "NYPD!"

　　 Lake and Joe entered the room with guns. The room was neat and tidy. There was a cup of coffee on the visible dining table, but the living room and the backyard seemed to be empty.

　　 Joe walked to the table and touched the cup of coffee: "It's still warm."

　　Lake and Joe separately check.

　　 But...

　　 Just as Lake was about to go up to the second floor, he heard Joe's call to check in the basement.

　　 "Lake, this way!"

　　Lake turned around, followed the stairs, and walked into the basement.

　　 caught the eye.

　　 One tied to an iron chair, head down, and feet in a basin, the air still smelled of burnt meat.

I knew it.

　　Lake raised his eyebrows and pulled Glock back to his waist.

　　 Joe retracted his finger and shook his head towards Lake: "Dead."

　　Lake took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the New York Police Department office.

at this time.

　　咚!

　　 There was a sound suddenly coming from the top of the basement, that is, from the living room.

　　 Lake and Joe looked at each other, quickly drew their guns, and prepared to go up and check.

　　 bang.

　　 The door to the basement was closed from the outside and locked.

　　 "Xiete!"

"Step aside."

　　Lecklace Joe, Glock in his hand directly aimed at the position of the door lock and fired.

boom!

By the time Lake and Joe unlocked the door and rushed outside, the person who was still in the room had already left. At the same time, several surveillances on the street had recorded videos before this time from the Internet. It was destroyed, but the video of someone ran out was left behind.

but…

　　 A few monitors flickered, but in their database, there was another monitor data that had just been completely deleted.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 People from the Forensic Section of the New York Police Department are here.

　　 is about another half an hour.

　　 A police officer from the authentication department came over and said to Lake, who was smoking a cigarette outside: "Sir, you can go in now, and the evidence is ready."

　　 Lake gave a hum.

　　 The study room on the second floor of the house is in a mess at this moment. The books on the bookshelves are all scattered on the floor. Even the mainframe of the computer over there has been moved out, and the hard drive inside is gone.

　　 Hydra is panicking.

　　 You turned this side into such a mess. Isn't this just telling others that there is something wrong with the Howard Stark case? It is the most correct choice for you to make someone missing.

　　Lake looked at the missing hard drive and shook his head. So, Hydra’s failure was not unreasonable. As for the IQ, although there are more people than Aegis, what's the use?

　　 Now even if there is no evidence, it is fully eligible for restart.

　　 The person on the front foot just sent the video, and the person on the back foot died. No one believed it was an accidental death. After all, a discerning person in the basement knew at first sight that he had experienced torture.

　　 should be to get the name of the little boy from this person's mouth.

　　 I don’t know if I got it.

　　 Joe walked in from outside: "Lake, the city traffic has been monitored over there."

　　 Lake turned and looked.

　　 on the way.

　　 Joe handed the tablet to Lake while driving.

　　Lake looked down. In the monitoring of the flat-panel display, a guy ran out of the room in a panic. He was very fast, but was still accurately captured by the monitoring.

　　 just...

　　 This is not like Hydra.

　　 Lake looked at the person on the monitor and thought, is this the back of the Hydra?

　　 And this person who appeared in the surveillance has also been identified in the database by the face recognition system of the New York Police Department.

　　 "Cole Hunter, male, 30 years old, a habitual offender, from petty theft to armed robbery. He was sentenced six months ago and was released on parole ten days ago. He currently lives not far from here."

Joe, who was driving the car, hung up the phone with a very surprised expression: "I just contacted this guy’s parole officer. This guy was wearing an electronic anklet after he got out of prison. It was just confirmed that this guy was an hour ago. The positioning appears on this street."

　　Lake raised his eyebrows.

Ok.

　　 I was stupid, the Hydra's really had an afterthought and found a scapegoat.

Jingle Bell!

"Hey!"

　　 "Sir, Cole Hunt's position has moved."

"where?"

　　 "Nineteenth Street, three blocks away from you."

　　 "Squeak!"

　　 Joe stopped and braked for an instant, then started again, turned the front of the car, and swiftly headed towards 19th Avenue.

　　 New York Police Department Information Center, a police officer calling up the electronic anklet data is telling Joe Cole Hunt's location in real time over the phone.

　　 Wow wow wow wow wow!

　　 A blue car was flashing with warning lights and sirens. Joe's driving skills were very good, and he drove at a speed of 80 yards on the 40-yard road.

　　Lake, who was sitting in the co-pilot, tightly pulled the tab with his right hand, and watched Joe's technique of pinning needles on the road, cold sweat broke out.

　　 If this is a carelessness, it will definitely end in a car crash.

　　 "Sir, there are still three hundred meters away from you. On your right, he is going from the 19th block to the 40th block."

"it is good."

　　Lake's gaze fell on the intersection at 300 meters. For some reason, Lake suddenly felt like he knew what Hydra was playing.

　　 Scapegoat and Jin Chan escape?

Cole Hunter, who was driving his car to escape from New York City, wiped his forehead, listened to the alarm bell coming from behind, gritted his teeth, looked at the traffic lights at the intersection not far away, and pedaled his right foot. OnePlus, ready to force the past.

but.

　　 At this moment, a large truck that was driving normally appeared.

　　 Boom!

　　The car of Cole Hunter who ran through the red light was hit by a large truck to the side. It flew fiercely, then flipped twice in the air, and then hit the ground fiercely.

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