Things about living in Marvel

Chapter 53 You Made a Mistake
"What's the point of this?" Franklin glanced at the report, "Even if it wants to handle this kind of thing, the FBI will handle it, right? Even S.H.I.E.L.D. may not care."

Valeria shook her head.

"You mean, it's not the big boss who asked him to plan such a thing?" Franklin was a little unbelievable, "Although according to your speculation, the big boss' purpose is probably to make him a new criminal, but it's just For doing such a thing?"

"Things are getting worse little by little." Valeria replied, and then she began to hack into the files of the judiciary to investigate the records.

"Are you sure this is relevant?" Franklin also sat down and began to help his sister process the files.

"This is one direction. After all, we can only do so much while staying here." Valeria was depressed, "If you don't mind, help me go to the living room to get a cup of coffee."

Only then did Franklin realize his sister's slightly haggard face: "How long have you not slept?"

"Not breaking the record." Valeria stretched her neck, "Hurry up."

After seeing Franklin leave, Valeria took out her phone.

There is such a message on the phone.

"Don't just focus on your goals, look at their impact."

The sender of the message is marked as the father.

"What the hell do you know..." Valeria looked at the message from Reed and muttered in a low voice.

……

The hatred was gone again.

Colt could probably guess that Abomination was sent out by the big boss, most likely to mislead the Avengers' investigation.

Under the escort of the absorber, he came to the laboratory.

Now, when there is no entrustment, the big boss will allow him to do various experiments. Of course, the big boss is definitely not the kind of mentally handicapped terrorist who kidnapped Tony Stark. Now it is absolutely necessary to build any weapons here. Wishful thinking, not to mention, turning theoretical knowledge into a practical weapon can be said to be quite difficult.And Tony may be the only one who wants to create a weapon that can get him out of trouble when he is poor and white. After all, even Reed, who can almost overwhelm Tony in all fields, has to admit that only in the In the field of actual manufacturing, Tony is well-deserved number one in the world.

Thinking about the papers he had read before, Colt began to try to synthesize some coordination compounds by himself.

Then, the door was pushed open by the chief.

Colt put down the test tube, took off his goggles, and looked at the big boss.

The last action report is here.

He clenched his fists secretly, hoping that everything will go well.

He opened the report brought by the big boss.

"The bank was robbed and three security guards were killed in the robbery."

The news coverage made his eyes widen, no, it shouldn't be like this!
The chief sneered: "Do you think you can fool me? Do you think I can't see your little tricks in staffing? Do you think I can't see your little tricks?"

"So, you tampered with my plan and killed those security personnel?" Colt's voice was trembling, and he tried hard to suppress his anger, "You obviously only need to adjust the personnel back to the correct arrangement. Can!"

"You seem to have made a mistake." The chief raised his head and said lightly, "I'm not a good person. I don't need to help you make the right arrangements. Why did I save those security guards?"

Colt was silent. As a criminal, how could the chief pay attention to the lives of ordinary people?For him, as long as he completes the task and grabs the money, does it really matter whether he will die or not?

"If you really want to save people, then you should make a correct plan, so that, after all, I don't need to make any modifications, right? If it wasn't for your delusional attempt to make such a stupid move, they won't die."

The chief looked into Colt's eyes and said word by word:
"You killed them!"

Colt slowly sat back in the chair, and without saying a word, began to look at the record of the last operation and the new commission.

This silent attitude made the big leader feel a little uneasy.

Faced with this situation, whether Colt roared angrily or wailed in despair, it was a normal choice, but the silence like now made the big boss feel that things were gradually exceeding expectations.

Perhaps because of this, the chief touched his huge head in pain, and seeing that Colt was still concentrating on his work, he also left the room silently.

"You made a mistake." After the big boss left, Colt suddenly raised his head, looked at the direction in which the big boss left, and said indifferently.

……

Pasteur Building.

Valeria was researching a series of past robberies when suddenly Franklin floated in and handed her a new USB flash drive.

"Can't you just send it to me directly from the Internet?" Valeria raised her bloodshot eyes and took the USB flash drive from her brother.

"Why don't you go to the Pocket Universe to take a nap? Maybe only a few seconds?" Franklin pouted, "I stole this from the FBI, and you plan to ask me to email you directly from their office? "

Valeria glanced at the clock on the computer: "I'll go to bed after reading this, and go to bed."

After thinking about it, Franklin also pulled up a chair and sat down at the table.

"Dead?" Valeria frowned immediately after seeing the case, and then she quickly browsed the entire case process.

"It's weird." She said to herself.

"How strange?" Franklin leaned over.

"People died in this case." Valeria showed the report to Franklin, "But according to the abilities and skills shown by this planner before, he can completely avoid such casualties."

"Maybe he didn't finish it alone this time? Someone else got involved in the plan?" Franklin thought for a while and said.

However, this did not get an affirmative answer from Valeria, but instead attracted Valeria's extremely distrustful gaze.

"Did I...did I say something wrong?" Franklin panicked.

"You did see the future, didn't you?" Valeria didn't ask, she turned the direction of the chair and said in an extremely positive tone, "What exactly did you see?"

"It's not that I didn't, I was just guessing, why would you think so?" Franklin quickly denied.

"Hmph." Valeria snorted coldly, "Even if a normal person guesses, they will only guess that this planner gradually doesn't care about the lives of unrelated people, or that he made a mistake, or that he didn't do this thing, but as you directly Guessing someone else had a hand in the plan? That's a big step."

Without waiting for her brother to answer, she continued to question: "Did you tell Dad!"

"I really didn't see it, I don't know anything!" Franklin felt cold sweat dripping down his face.

"I don't know, I still can't tell!"

"Do not……"

"Forget it." To his surprise, Valeria suddenly stopped asking, but asked inexplicably, "Do you still remember the thing I regret the most?"

Franklin froze for a moment, then touched his chin and thought for a while, and said, "As far as I know, you played chess with your dad when you were about 4 years old, and you didn't see that his queen was the bait, and then he was checkmate... ..."

"I see." Valeria turned off the computer monitor, "Now, let me sleep for a while and wake me up before dinner."

(End of this chapter)