The knight passing by Marvel

Chapter 192
On Brooklyn's Eighth Avenue under the darkness of night, a crimson sports car slowly parked in a parking space not more than ten meters away from Uncle Jimmy's restaurant.

Looking around, [-]% to [-]% of the parking spaces are parked with all kinds of cars, but you can't find a car as luxurious as Greer's on the street.

After all, most of the people living in this area are ordinary people, and no one would spend so much money on luxury cars.Many Chinese like Uncle Jimmy have worked hard for decades, and when they have money, they will buy a house or send their children to receive education. They will never spend a lot of money to buy luxury cars for their own entertainment.

Daisy was sitting in the passenger seat, looking out through the glass. The crimson sports car was very conspicuous in the crowd of pickups and sedans, and everyone passing by couldn't help but glance at it.

"Just stop here?" Daisy turned her head to look at Greer. She doubted that the next morning, even if the car didn't disappear, there would be something missing, or it might be scratched a few times.

The million-dollar sports car is relatively not particularly expensive. After all, there are many rich people who have contracted, but the rich basically live in rich areas where the police patrol dozens of times a day.

In the slums where not a single police car can be seen this night, such a million-dollar car is no different from throwing two bundles of money on a deserted forest path.

"I can't drive back to Manhattan anymore. It's almost eleven o'clock now." Greer also felt a headache. He was busy racing and enjoying the comfort brought by a million-dollar car, but now he realizes that this car is really a big trouble .

Decade's motorcycle can be parked in any gap, and there is no need to worry about anti-theft issues. If it doesn't work, it can be turned back into a card and put away, but what's the deal with such a big car?Uncle Jimmy didn't have the luxury to build a garage, and his old pickup truck was always parked on the side of the road.

"Let's just make do with it for the night, and I'll figure it out tomorrow." Greer opened the car door and walked down, don't worry about it when the Castle of Deland is settled, let alone a car, park a hundred and eighty cars, and follow Like to play.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced around, went to the alley next to him, summoned the Pegasus Pegasus in locomotive mode, pushed it to the side of the car, patted the seat, and said, "Just watch the car, don't let anyone get close to it." Ten centimeters."

After giving the order, Greer turned around and dragged Daisy towards the hotel. Daisy looked back curiously at the motorcycle that seemed to have nothing special, and asked strangely: " That'll be fine?"

"Although it's a bit extravagant to use Pegasus to look at the car, but it's the only way to do it now. You can't bet that there are no bad guys tonight." Greer is also quite helpless. A few bolts is more than likely.

There are no strict monitoring probes in the streets and alleys, or the total number of surveillance probes in the entire United States is not as many as in a big city on the other side of the ocean.This also makes the detection rate here so low that it cannot be lowered. It takes effort to solve major and important cases, and it is already considered professional dedication to make a record for you and throw it away for small things.

When the two walked to the entrance of the hotel, the gate was already closed, and even the signboard lights were off. After all, it was already eleven o'clock in the night, so they could only enter through the side entrance.Playing wildly with his daughter until now, in the previous life, he would have been bombarded with phone calls, and if he couldn't get in touch, he might have called the police.But this is the United States, and "puppy love" will not be regarded as a scourge. Even now, Hyde has not made a phone call to urge or inquire.

Back in his room, Greer threw himself directly on the soft bed, grabbed the magic book on the bedside table next to him, opened it and put it in front of his eyes, read two pages, and fell asleep successfully.

In Hyde's room in the northeast corner of the second floor, there was indeed a different scene at this time. Daisy sat on a chair facing her father Hyde, silent.

Hyde's face was full of seriousness. He just saw Greer and Daisy came back in a million-dollar sports car. Last time, tens of thousands of dollars could barely accept it. Now they have upgraded to a million dollars. He is very afraid of this. The guy is going to rob a bank.

Hyde had been staring at Daisy all the time, and caught a glimpse of the screensaver of the phone in Daisy's hand. It was the group photo taken on the bridge in the afternoon: Greer and Daisy hugging each other tightly, with smiles on their faces, and behind them Incredibly beautiful sunset view.

Mr. Hyde sighed helplessly, and said, "Daisy, you can't go on like this. Don't forget, he is a dangerous person of S rank. This is a mission, and it will be very dangerous for you to fall into it."

Daisy turned her head slightly, not looking into her father's eyes, and retorted in a low voice, "I didn't."

"No? I can see it." Mr. Hyde shook his head and said, "I have no objection to your falling in love, but you must never be with him."

"Why?" Daisy couldn't help asking out loud, but she knew it was bad when she opened her mouth. Doesn't this mean that she didn't blame herself?Some of them raised their heads and looked directly at his father, but this great courage made Hyde sigh even more: "I am from the scientific research department, and I don't know much about the field office, but I also know what S-level means. , the only fat green guy I came into contact with was S-rank."

Hearing her father mentioning the S-level mission, Daisy bit her lips lightly, but did not speak, while Hyde continued to say: "I know the purpose of Director Fury, isn't it just to use you to tie him down? But what happened? Is it simple? If S.H.I.E.L.D. is sure to solve and control him, how can it use this method. In the ancient Central Plains, it was called "marriage" or "proton", but once the two countries go to war, these people will suffer first."

"No, he won't," Daisy bit her lips and shook her head stubbornly: "He really doesn't understand romance, doesn't care about fashion, and can kill the world with just one sentence. I can't be bored anymore. But after a long time of understanding, I found out that he is actually a very nice person who wants to help others. When he was in Chinatown, it was obviously not his business, but he still went to fight with that big monster. besides."

"Fight in Chinatown?" Mr. Hyde was taken aback, looked at Daisy in astonishment, jumped up from his chair, and said, "He is that Kamen Rider?!"

Daisy covered her mouth all of a sudden, and suddenly realized that she had slipped her tongue. Looking at her father's shocked look, she could only nod her head.

"No wonder, no wonder it's an S-level evaluation," Mr. Hyde murmured in a low voice, and slowly sat back on the chair. As a scientist, he has a deeper understanding of the technology displayed by Kamen Rider than ordinary people.

Whether it is summoning a metal dragon out of thin air, or the metal dragon that seems to be equipped with an anti-gravity system, and energy solidification, etc., these technologies are far beyond human beings, and many of them have no theory, but they are concentrated on Kamen Rider , is definitely a creation of an alien civilization with extremely advanced technology.

(End of this chapter)