A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 115 Never absent from S.H.I.E.L.D. (please subscribe!)
With the ear-piercing alarm sounding, the faces of George and the others in the meeting room suddenly changed.

"what sound?"

"alarm!"

"Shet, the elevator alarm was just installed."

"No way."

George got up quickly and walked towards the meeting room, followed by Beckett and others.

Elevator entrance.

George took out his own gun from his arms, checked the safety, and aimed the gun at the elevator that was stopping on this floor at this moment.

Behind them are Beckett, Bob and others.

Almost all of them looked serious, pointing at the elevator with their guns in hand.

Seeing this, George nodded towards Kevin who was standing over the safety device.

Kevin pressed the safety device on the side.

At the same time as the alarm disappeared, the elevator door opened slowly at this moment.

George took a deep breath, looked at the slowly opening elevator door, and was ready to shoot at all times. He kept the shooting record of one clip per second.

next second.

The intruder in the elevator appears.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

A dark-skinned, one-eyed man with an eye patch and a windbreaker, and a few people behind him, saw the elevator open, aimed at a dozen of their guns in unison, immediately raised his hands, and then exaggerated Particle: "Hey, what is this doing, a welcome ceremony, be careful, but don't get caught off guard."

Although this guy said so.

but……

Faced with so many guns, this one-eyed dragon had no expression of fear on his face, and even his tone seemed more like a joke than fear.

George frowned as he watched Cyclops and the others appearing in the elevator, and then his eyes fell on a familiar person next to Cyclops.

"Colson?"

Thinking of the familiar name, George frowned: "Homeland Security?"

Coulson, the right-hand man standing beside Nick Fury, raised his hand to George with a smile: "Good morning, George."

George didn't speak, but slowly put away the gun in his hand, then turned his head and glanced at the policeman behind him.

Seeing this, the police officer behind him also slowly put away the gun in his hand.

George looked at the one who came out expressionlessly, and pulled a few corpses away from him. Coulson, who claimed to be an agent of the Homeland Security Bureau, said: "Why did the Homeland Security Bureau come to me? I don't have any here." Like before, the corpse was taken away by you."

Although the Department of Homeland Security said that the green corpses were mutated due to the invasion of biochemical viruses, George expressed 1 doubts about such an explanation.

but……

Believe it or not, over the years of being a police detective, George has seen far more strange things than a green corpse, but he has an advantage.

George never asked about things that he shouldn't be in charge of, and he didn't even bother to think about it. Anyway, no matter how much he thought about it, the case of being robbed would never be his turn to talk.

Instead of increasing troubles in vain, it is better to focus on the case that he can be the master of.

Like this one right now.

The case of Zach Steiner, no matter from which point of view, even if it is crushed or smashed, it is purely a case under the jurisdiction of the New York Police Department.

As long as the New York Police Department doesn't let go of this case, let alone the Department of Homeland Security, the FBI will be in trouble.

But this Coulson from the Homeland Security Agency obviously does not have such awareness.

Coulson said with a smile: "George, you know why we are here, let me introduce, this is..."

Not finished.

The one-eyed man next to him had already extended his right hand to George with a smile on his face, took Coulson's words and said, "Harrison, just call me Harrison, Department of Homeland Security."

George glanced at the swarthy right hand that was offered to him, and looked at the one-eyed dragon in front of him.

"Ah."

George ignored the right hand handed over by the 'Harrison' in front of him, and put his own gun back into his holster: "You don't look like Harrison."

George could tell whether the man was using an improvised false name or not.

"However, it doesn't matter to me whether your name is Harrison or not."

After George finished speaking, he changed the subject, looked blankly at Nick Fury who was using a pseudonym in front of him, and sneered: "I don't have any cases that need to be handed over to the Department of Homeland Security. You came to the wrong place gone."

Nick Fury looked at George who did not accept his friendship, he laughed, he was not annoyed at all, and he didn't even care about the expulsion order in George's words at all, spread his hands and said: "Detective Stacey, am I called Harrison is not important, what is important is that we are here to help you."

George was expressionless.

"I don't need your help, or is the Department of Homeland Security busy recently?"

"Of course not, we're here to clean up the mess."

"Mess?"

"Yes, Zach Stanley, although we don't have jurisdiction, we can manage the chaos that may cause New York City to become a battlefield because of 5000 million."

"..."

George looked expressionlessly at the one-eyed man in front of him wearing a blindfold and smiling like a [-].

"What do you mean?"

"A proposal!"

Nick Fury said with a smile: "Detective Stacey, you can choose to let my people join this battle, or we will watch from the sidelines and wait until you have suffered heavy casualties and caused serious consequences. The case is being taken over on behalf of the Department of Homeland Security."

George's eyebrows twitched.

Bob behind stepped forward: "George..."

George raised his hand, interrupting Bob who was about to speak, and then, looking at Nick Fury who was smiling and giving two choices, he also showed a smile: "Of course the Department of Homeland Security came to help us, of course we are very happy. "

talking.

George called, "Kevin."

Kevin, who was standing aside, came back to his senses.

George looked at the one-eyed man in front of him, but turned to Kevin who had regained his senses and said, "Prepare an office for this Harrison from Homeland Security."

Done.

George turned around without looking back, and walked towards his office.

Seeing this, Beckett and Bob glanced at Coulson next to the one-eyed man, and the two men and one woman behind him, and turned around to catch up with George.

Inside the office.

"George."

As soon as Bob entered the door, he couldn't help it anymore. Looking at George who was sitting on the office chair, he frowned and asked, "Why do you let these people in?"

Beckett closed the door and looked at Bob: "Bob, don't get excited, I believe George must have his own reasons."

Bob glanced at Beckett, didn't speak, just looked at George.

George looked at Beckett who was speaking for himself, and shook his head: "No, I have no reason, if they want to join, then join."

Beckett was slightly taken aback.

Bob was speechless.

next second.

George changed the subject: "The storm is coming. More people are always a good thing, not to mention the mess. Since the people from the Department of Homeland Security want to help us clean up the mess, why don't we?"

Bob was a little taken aback, not quite understanding the meaning of George's words.

Beckett came to his senses, his eyes lit up, he looked at George, and then shook his head: "George, you are too bad."

George smiled and said nothing.

He enforces the law impartially, but that doesn't mean he's stubborn. If he really couldn't be flexible, he wouldn't be able to sit in the position of a police detective. He might have been fired long ago for offending someone.

"Beckett."

"Ah."

"Call and talk to the director. People from the Department of Homeland Security have come and volunteered to help."

George looked at Beckett and emphasized loudly: "Remember to let the director know that the people from the Department of Homeland Security came here voluntarily to help us clean up the mess."

Beckett smiled, nodded and said, "I'll call the director right away."

After saying this, Beckett couldn't wait to turn around, took out the phone, and prepared to go out, make a call, and tell the director the good news.

People from the Department of Homeland Security came here voluntarily, which means that even if the mission fails this time, even if New York City is turned into a battlefield, the consequences have nothing to do with our New York Police Department.

After all, the sky is falling and the tall one is holding it up, and among the Department of Homeland Security and the New York Police Department, the tallest, of course, is the Department of Homeland Security.

Simply put.

George saw people from the Department of Homeland Security rushing to take the blame. This is the behavior of a good person. George couldn't think of a reason to refuse the Department of Homeland Security to help them take the blame.

what?
The Department of Homeland Security must have other plans when they come here this time.

Definitely.

If the Department of Homeland Security has no idea, what are they doing here? Are they really here for charity?
But what is DHS up to?

Does it matter?

unimportant.

At least, for George, it doesn't matter at all.

Even if George knew, he didn't care, as long as the people from the Department of Homeland Security didn't take his prisoner away from him. As for the rest, George didn't bother to care.

after awhile.

Beckett walked in from the outside and made an OK gesture to George.

At this moment, Kevin, who was in charge of finding an office for the Department of Homeland Security, also opened the door and walked in. He nodded towards George, indicating that he was settled.

After half an hour.

Still in that small meeting room.

Using a pseudonym and a false identity, he pretended to be the director of SHIELD of the Department of Homeland Security, Nick Fury, and looked at the 5000 million people in the surveillance screen, and sighed like Kevin and others: "He looks quite laid-back, it seems I don't know what kind of trouble it has brought us, the entire dark side of New York City is boiling because of these 5000 million people."

George, who was sitting on the main seat, said with a smile, "So, you guys came just in time."

Nick Fury looked at George with one eye: "We have received news, it seems that the killer King also has ideas about this 5000 million."

George: "..."

(End of this chapter)