I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 6 S.H.I.E.L.D.
In the police station, even though she was feeling depressed and sad, Chief Stacy still had to force a smile and have a friendly conversation with the agent in front of her.

"Agent Coulson, can I stay and assist you in your investigation? You know, a group of my good subordinates have been sacrificed in this matter, and I can't just leave."

"I know how you feel, Mr. Chief."

Coulson smiled and said, "But this is a secret mission, so I can only say sorry. You also know how difficult those people above are, so please don't make things difficult for us."

"I understand, I understand. If you need any help, come to me again."

"Okay, I do need your help, Chief. For example, seal off the police station and keep people away. Also, bring some flamethrowers."

Seeing that Director Stacy still looked unhappy, Coulson paused and added: "Mr. Director, believe me, this world is not as simple as you think. There are many things that are difficult to explain scientifically. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, these things are best left to more professional people to solve. What do you think?"

Thinking carefully about the details of this case, it seemed that there was a weird atmosphere everywhere. Director Stacy couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and her back was soaked.

He managed to calm himself down, said a few perfunctory words to Coulson, then turned around and directed his men to seal off the police station.

Soon, agents from SHIELD came to support, and Coulson immediately explained this special case to them: "The case at the police station is very similar to the one in the mental hospital this morning. I have reason to believe that the murderer is the same. Moreover, he is hiding among the pile of corpses."

"In the corpse?" Everyone was horrified.

"Yes, I suspect dirt."

Coulson said in a steady tone: "From the surveillance video of the mental hospital, anyone who touches the corpse will become another person. Therefore, we can't touch it, just burn the corpse into ashes!"

"Yes!"

In the apartment building, Levi remotely saw the agents coming with flamethrowers, and he knew that this experiment had come to an end.

"As expected of SHIELD, they found a solution so quickly. We can only burn all the firewood in advance."

Levi stretched out his hand and grasped the dim light in his mind. He squeezed it hard, and the light immediately shattered. He felt that the power that belonged to him in the distance began to lose control and riot, becoming the source of destruction.

"I see. It makes sense to control their lives in this way."

With this protection, he didn't have to worry about the power he bestowed harming himself.

"Well, it's time to give the Marvel world a little shake-up."

The view returns to the police station. Under the command of Coulson, the SHIELD agent who came to support picked up the flamethrower provided by the police station, walked to a place two or three meters away from the pile of corpses, stopped, and pulled the trigger.

A raging flame spurted out from the tiny muzzle of the gun. The temperature of thousands of degrees instantly ignited the corpse. Puffs of thick smoke rose up and condensed into a phantom figure of a woman in mid-air.

The woman figure seemed to like the fire beside her. She spread her hands and smiled widely, but the SHIELD agents around her did not hear any laughter.

Such a strange scene made these elite agents feel uneasy. Even the most vicious terrorists could be shot, but how to deal with the dirty stuff?

"Boss, come and take a look!"

"Calm down, I've seen it."

Coulson, who was always paying attention to the situation here, spotted the woman's shadowy figure at the first time, walked up quickly, and snatched the flamethrower from someone with a stern face: "Don't stand there, keep attacking!"

"Yes!"

As the huge flames raged, the corpse was quickly burned to charcoal, emitting a disgusting odor.

Coulson remained unmoved, staring at the phantom of the woman in the air without blinking, until she suddenly revealed a look of pain and joy and slowly disappeared without a trace, then he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, stop."

"Has that thing been destroyed by us?"

"Yeah, probably." "Ha, if it's burned by fire, it's nothing to be afraid of."

"This is all thanks to the wise leadership of the boss. If you had come here, you might have become one of the corpses inside."

"Haha, how is that possible?"

Coulson shook his head and interrupted their conversation: "Be serious, the mission is not over yet, you stay here, and burn it if you see any movement."

"Yes!"

After a brief explanation, Coulson went to get the surveillance footage and the name list from the mental hospital and compared them carefully in the car, and found out the identity of the woman.

"Is he really a patient in a mental hospital? It seems that this matter is not over yet." He frowned.

It was already evening when we finished dealing with the matters at the police station.

Coulson returned to S.H.I.E.L.D. and met the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. - the famous king of agents, the damnedest man, Nick Fury.

He had a dark head, a black eye patch on his left eye, a serious face, and an intimidating aura.

Seeing Coulson, Fury narrowed his remaining eye and said in a deep voice: "I heard that seventeen police officers died? What's going on?"

"Chief, it has been confirmed to be a supernatural phenomenon."

Coulson handed over the tablet in his hand. "According to my investigation, the cause of the incident was a woman named Dickens Brenda. She suffers from severe mental disorders and self-harming tendencies."

Fury looked at the pale-faced woman on the tablet and said puzzledly, "But she should be an ordinary person."

"Yes, in the past twenty years or so, she had not shown any witchcraft or magical abilities. Until last night, she died."

Coulson said slowly, "From the surveillance video, I found that the first person who came into contact with her body suddenly went crazy, killed someone and then committed suicide. She was like a plague, infecting one person after another and turning them into lunatics like her."

"You mean"

Fury snorted, "This woman died and turned into a ghost, then robbed other people's bodies and killed seventeen police officers?"

"Well, actually, I've seen her ghost."

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Fury took a deep breath and said, "I remember there have been many supernatural events in New York recently, such as another self appearing in the mirror?"

"Yes, the [Man in the Mirror] incident."

Coulson continued, "There is also the [Headless Horseman] incident. Many people witnessed a headless man riding a motorcycle at night."

Fury was silent for a long time, then said coldly: "I have a bad feeling, as if I have returned to more than 20 years ago."

Jingle Bell!
The shrill ring of the phone interrupted his words, and Nick Fury raised the receiver in displeasure.

"I'm Nick Fury."

When he heard the words coming from the other end of the phone, his expression suddenly changed and he hung up the phone forcefully.

"Director?" Coulson asked nervously.

Fury clenched his fist and slammed the table. "Fuck you, Tony Stark is missing!"

(End of this chapter)