Overlords in the Marvel Universe

"Okay, I heard that someone is allergic to feathers in a human cell." Howard the Duck, who walked out of the cell, complained unhappily.

"Your feathers tickle my nose! And I'm innocent! I didn't kill that guy!"

"Gah, this is an insult!" Howard the Duck held up his hands, as if he wanted to uphold justice, "You will receive a complaint from my lawyer, this is a distortion of justice!"

"We have never seen your lawyer's complaint, duck." The black sheriff pushed open the door next to him, "Don't rush to leave, come here, I have a few questions for you."

"See? You addict, he said I can go!" Howard the Duck challenged the homeless man who was allergic to its feathers across the confinement room.

"And frankly, I also have a few questions to ask you, ma'am." The black sheriff also stopped Tara Tam who was on the side.

"Why? I've never seen this duck next to me." Tara Tam pointed at Howard's strange duck with a confused expression.

"Because you two really have some very interesting resemblance," said the black sheriff. "You two are regulars here because you're always getting into trouble."

"But a few months ago, neither of you had any identification records, it was like popping out of a rock, and I think it's very interesting to be honest."

"Actually, I'm a very good tattoo artist." Tara Tam explained, "My parents kept me hidden until the end of a certain relationship "Superhero War of Human Destiny". Decided to move here to live."

"As for me..." Howard Strange Duck straightened the top hat on his head, "I'm a talking duck! My life was supposed to be smooth sailing, but that damned intersection of parallel universes brought me to this crazy place. world!"

There was a hint of collapse in Howard's strange voice, "My life has been misplaced to another dimension! Mike!"

Mike was the black sheriff's name, "That's Agent Coulson, Duck, you know him, a real 'Detective'."

"Okay, okay, congratulations to him for being born a male human being, and he's still a white man." Howard said strangely.

"Hey! Believe it or not, I'll throw you in the detention center next time?" Mike said angrily.

Mike's apparent identity is the sheriff of the New York City Police Department, but in fact he is a non-staff member of S.H.I.E.L.D. who is responsible for dealing with "travelers" or "smugglers" like Howard Duck and Tara Tam. related cases.

Just like this time, a duck and an ordinary person are not too dangerous, and Howard the Duck and Mike can be regarded as "old acquaintances".

"What does he mean by all that? Duck?" After walking out of the gate of the police station, Tara Tam asked Howard the strange duck curiously.

"Oh, Coulson is a good human being, but he often follows my tail." Howard blamed the duck with a look of nostalgia on his face, "He is jealous of me, because as a private detective, I obviously want to He is better than his public meal, what do you have in Mike's hands?"

After finishing speaking, Howard Strange Duck asked Tara Tam.

"I don't know." Tara Tam shook her head. "They always put me in the police station because I hit a bad guy. It's like beating a bad guy is a crime. I really can't do it." understand the world."

"It seems that we are the same, sister." Howard the Duck took the initiative to extend his right wing (hand?) to Tara Tam in a very gentlemanly manner, "Get to know me, my name is Howard"

"My name is Tara." Tara Tam shook hands with Howard Duck politely, and there was a soft touch in the palm, as if stroking a cat, "So, you are a private Detective? Uh... like helping people find missing family members, or helping catch dangerous murderers?"

"That was the idea when I first started this business a few months ago." Howard said helplessly, "To be honest, most of the jobs I can get now are helping people cheat insurance or catch mistresses, and investigate cheating or something like that, but I guarantee these cases will be absolutely thrilling."

Compared with a private detective, Howard Duck feels that his current job is more like opening a "house of everything".

"Then why do you still do this?" Tara Tam asked puzzled.

"I think maybe it's to change my ordinary life situation and experience a relatively difficult duck life..."

"Man, your free and easy attitude towards life is really worth learning." When passing an intersection, Tara Tam stopped, and then pointed to a tattoo parlor not far away and introduced, "Here I am, If one day you want to give your...feathers a new look, you can come to me anytime."

"Thanks, doll, it's good to know you." Howard's duckbill showed a cartoon smile, "You know, it's really rare to meet a human being who is not intimidated by my furry and cute appearance."

"I've seen a lot of foreign visitors." Tara Tam who was opening the door smiled back, "Also, if you call me a doll again, I'll tie your legs together and hang them up."

"No problem, see you later, 'female human'."

Chapter 151 Big Business

Howard Duck Detective Agency, a small old man is silently standing at the door waiting.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, er... sir." Howard the Duck nodded apologetically to the old man.

"You, are you a duck?" The old man rubbed his eyes in surprise.

"That's right, everyone is used to calling me 'Howard the Duck', but I'm the best private eye in New York."

Opening the door of the office, Howard the Duck greeted the old man very enthusiastically, "Just kidding, come in quickly buddy, please feel free, just like at home."

"Speaking of which, how did you know me?"

"Uh...I went to the movies and saw you in the ad."

"Really?" Howard was surprised, "I didn't expect those advertisements to actually work."

The two sat face to face. Howard the Duck poured the old man a cup of hot water. After the old man took a sip to warm himself up, he said slowly, "My name is Morty. I hope I can use your talents, Mr. Duck. .”

"I had a family heirloom stolen and the police couldn't help at all."

"It's not unusual."

"That's why I want to ask for your help..."

Morty took out a crumpled photo from his coat pocket and put it in front of Howard the Duck. In the photo was a beautifully shaped gold necklace with an emerald the size of a thumb as an embellishment.

"This necklace was stolen from my house about four months ago." Morty pointed to the photo and said, "I saw the female snitch's face clearly when she jumped out of the window, but the police Refuse to follow up on this lead."

"Although I don't want to admit that the police are right, buddy, a quick glance is indeed not an important clue worth following up." Howard Strange Duck explained.

"Usually that's true, but those cops obviously knew who I was talking about, and her name was Catwoman," Morty said.

"Catwoman? Uh... I think you're talking about the black cat." Howard Duck thought for a while, "That famous snitch, the Jiangyang Bandit."

"That's right, it's her!" Morty's tone suddenly became agitated, "The police said that the black cat was involved in hundreds of thefts, but they couldn't catch her! The reason why I chose to come to you is because...uh , she seems to be the same as you...?"

Speaking of the latter, Morty's voice began to stammer.

"You mean she's a weirdo, just like me?" Howard asked rhetorically.

"Yes." Morty nodded obediently.

"And extremely sexy, like me?"

"Uh...yes."

"Okay sir, you chose the right movie and came to the right place." Howard Duck jumped off his chair, "I, Howard Duck, the famous private detective in New York City, will take over your commission and come to the right place." Help you find your lost bracelet."

"It's a necklace..."

"That's not important!" Howard said strangely, patting his chest, "I promise to get it done soon. In addition, my salary is sixty dollars per hour, no security deposit is required, and I won't get a cent if the case is not solved within the time limit. The only thing you have to do The best thing is to give me the contact information before leaving, and then just stay at home and wait patiently."

"No problem." As a low-key rich man, Morty is not short of money, "Can you tell me how long it will take you to get my necklace back?"

"Three days."

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, on the roof of Building No. [-] of the Hollingsworth Building in Manhattan, New York, Howard the Duck in formal attire has been waiting here for a long time.

"Why is this idiot always late?" Standing alone on the roof, blowing the cold wind, Howard felt a little speechless.

Just when Howard Duck was waiting impatiently, a beam of red light suddenly shone on its face, projecting a cartoon big head pattern of Spiderman under Howard Duck's feet.

"Gah!" Howard's strange duck screamed in dissatisfaction, "Shut this thing off! You dumb spider!"

"Oh, my God, I should use this thing more often." Peter Parker, who was clinging to the glass of the opposite building, fiddled with the projection device on his belt, "Look, that's my face, my face print It's on you."

"Hey, are you a duck? A talking duck?"

"Okay." Howard Duck didn't want to explain his tragic experience again, "I learned from the Avengers that your number only accepts text messages. I'm glad you can come."

Peter Parker stared at the letter from an unknown number on his mobile phone, and at the same time said in a surprised tone, "Hey~ Is this what you typed with your wings? How did you do it?"

"Wait, how long do ducks live? Hey Siri! Search how long do ducks live."

"Black cat, where is she?" Howard asked with his wings on his hips, staring into dead fish eyes.

Siri: "If your pet ducks and cats need help, there's a 24-hour pet hospital in [-] miles."

"Delete my number, duck." Peter Parker turned to leave.

"Come on, everyone knows that you dated the black cat." Howard Duck raised his voice, "All I need is a clue, a clue that will allow me to earn next month's rent!"

"I don't know where she is?" Peter Parker felt a little headache when he mentioned that woman, the woman named Black Cat messed up his life, "but... she is a bit unusual recently, compared to the thief , she now looks more like a gangster."

"She's dangerous man, I advise you to stay away from her."

After finishing speaking, Peter Parker jumped up and left with a spider's thread.

Without getting any useful clues from Spider-Man, Howard the Duck wandered around the streets of Manhattan at night with some loss, all the clues were broken, and its mind is a mess now.

"Hey, Duck!" Tara Tam, who had just finished business for the day, locked the door of the tattoo shop and walked to Howard's strange duck, "Dude, your face is so ugly that it looks like you ate someone else's expired Like bread, what happened?"

"Oh, um... it's you, girl." Howard the Duck was obviously not in the mood, "It's nothing, it's just that the clues to a case in hand are all broken, and the only friend can't help, oh yes, I forgot I don't really have any friends..."

"A case?" Tara Tam rubbed her hands excitedly. "Is there anything I can do to help? I think I will be Mr. Duck Holmes' best Watson."

Chapter 152 Strange Duck Detective and Tattoo Artist Assistant

Howard Duck has a good impression of Tara Tam. After all, the two have fought and squatted together. Seeing Tara Tam's expression full of interest, Howard Duck is embarrassed to directly reject.

"This is not a detective novel or a reasoning game, sister Tara." Howard the duck persuaded.

"I have been a fan of detective literature since I was a child, and you have seen my skills before." Tara Tam smiled, "I can fight very well."

"Okay." Seeing Tara Tam's resolute attitude, Howard the Duck had no choice but to sigh, "If you can tell me where the notorious black cat is, I will consider letting you join."

Howard Strange Duck believes that his task is an impossible task for Tara Tam, because even a big detective like him can't find the whereabouts of the robber Black Cat, and ordinary people like Tara Tam Not to mention.

Let Tara Tam back out of difficulties, this is the unique tenderness that Howard the Duck treats friends.

"Black cat? Oh, you say her." Tara Tam was taken aback for a moment, she carefully recalled the name of the black cat in her mind, then pointed to the intersection next to her and said, "She just Live at the front end of my street, next to the new casino."

Howard Duck: (`Δ?)! ?

"It...is that simple?" Howard's strange voice sounded stuttering, "Could it be that the address of the black cat...is it public?"

Although he refused to admit it, Howard Duck, who has a stronger personality, still attributed the acquisition of this important information to the good luck of the novice detective.

"Look, unless she's playing 'sexy blond', there aren't many pretty young girls with long, blinding white hair." Spreading her hands, Tara Tam explained, "Maybe Black Cat can be considered a good thief, but she can not be called low-key."

With arms hanging by his sides, Howard the Duck opened his mouth wide, looking "shocked". For a moment, Howard the Duck felt that he was a fool [beep-].

"Gah! This is simply amazing! Sister Tara!" Howard Duck jumped up excitedly from the ground, "You are admitted! But there is no salary!"

"No problem, but..." Tara Tam was startled by Howard's excited look, "Uh... what should we do next?"

For Tara Tam, who owns a tattoo shop, her financial situation is much better than that of Howard's Duck. At least she doesn't need to worry about her rent and various living bills for a year.

"Well... I think we must be fully prepared, after all, we are going to steal something from a thief next..." Howard the Duck rubbed his chin in thought.

……

With the background music of "Training Montage", Howard the Duck took Tara Tamm to start their detective operation.Asking passers-by, stepping on spots in advance, buying information, taking photos, every step looks very professional.

"So this is your final plan?" Tara Tam speechlessly supported the tall chef's hat on her head, "Pretending to be the pizza delivery chef?"

"Of course, this is the final plan that I came up with after all my thinking and preparation." Howard shook the pizza box in his hand, "The black cat's house has many annoying guards, these things can help us Get their attention."

"So why did you sprinkle so much Nepetabi on top of the pizza?" After finishing speaking, Tara Tam suddenly had an expression of enlightenment on his face, "So those 'annoying guards' are actually..."

While speaking, Howard the Duck had already skillfully pried open the door in front of him, and then, one person and one duck heard the cat's threatening roar coming from the apartment room.

"Hey!" Howard the Duck greeted Tara Tam and opened the pizza box in his hand and threw it on the ground. The catnip crumbs covered in the dough immediately attracted the vigilant cats in the living room.

"Pizza diverted the attention of these guard cats, hurry up and investigate now!" Howard said immediately.

"I think it's catnip that diverted the attention of those cats." Looking at the group of swaying cats next to the pizza box, Tara Tam chuckled.

"Speaking of which, why do we have to wear chef's hats? I really don't understand this." Tara Tam, who was rummaging through boxes and boxes, asked Howard the Duck curiously.

"Because you have to make pizza before delivering it, that's what you call a professional!" Howard Duck searched the living room carpet, and soon it found something suspicious, "Hey! Did you see that old carpet? "

"What?" Tara Tam looked in the direction of Howard's strange duck finger, "Uh... But I think this carpet is very new..."

"The duck's eyesight is much better than those hairless orangutans. Believe me, there must be a secret room behind it!" Howard the Duck said confidently.

"So where is the switch in the secret room hidden?" Tara Tam asked suspiciously.

"There!" Howard the Duck said, pointing to the huge bookshelf next to the carpet, "Let's hurry up and flip through the books!"

"Speaking of which, is the black cat a super villain?" Tara Tam's fingers skimmed over the rows of books on the bookshelf, but she didn't touch them directly, as the rule that she couldn't leave fingerprints I still understand.

But Howard the Duck has no such rules, he is a duck after all.

"Black cat, black cat... So the switch of the secret room could be a certain book about cats?"

"Her books are all about cats." Howard Duck looked through the books on the bookshelf speechlessly, "The cat in the hat, the temptation of the cat, the reward of the cat... hell, how can there be so many in this world? Publications about cats? Why aren't there any about ducks?"

Talking about his mouth, Howard the Duck inadvertently picked up an adult book titled "The Spider Internet and Its Web". Then, the bookshelves in front of each of them began to shake, and then slowly opened to the sides, revealing The hidden room behind.