Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 428 The end of the psychic

the next day.

Mark sat in his office fiddling with the magic that had crossed the ocean to reach him.

The other side flower cake.

Jack and Debbie were sitting on the sofa with relaxed expressions, mainly Jack was holding up the tablet and showing Debbie a series of scenic spots he visited during the meeting in Dongguo.

"This thing..."

Mark held the Bianhua flower buried with Princess Aogu in his hand and looked left and right, but he didn't see anything strange.

It is absolutely correct to say that this thing is a tea cake made by a Bianhua flower.

Can this thing communicate between Yin and Yang?
Mark sniffed.

Shaking his head, he threw the Bana flower directly into his storage space.

look up.

Glancing at the two people on the sofa, he said to Jack, "You just came back today. I'll give you a day off. Remember to report on time next Monday."

Jack was overjoyed: "Really?"

Mark nodded.

New York has been very quiet recently, no, the FBI has been very quiet recently.

The plane bombing case the day before yesterday has also been officially concluded.

This was a very sad and horrific accident.

It shouldn't have happened.

After deciding it was not a terrorist attack or intentional, the FBI pulled away.

Kennedy Airport and the aircraft manufacturer were sued by the families of the victims.

TNT&G Law Firm, entrusted by 120 family members of the three victims, directly submitted a huge amount of compensation to the court, which is enough to be recorded in the history of the legal compensation industry.

500 million dollars!

but.

In this kind of claim lawsuit, it would be fine if the opponent is an ordinary company. An airport like this and the manufacturer will have to wrestle for at least several years.

But at least there is hope, which can divert the attention of the families of the victims.

After a while.

Mark looked at Debbie and said, "Is there anything unusual in the SHIELD Operations Center?"

Debbie froze, "Boss, don't you know?"

"What do I know?"

"The detectives who were watching last night reported that at three o'clock in the morning, they made a move and there was an explosion in the building."

"Exploded...?" Mark's expression flickered strangely.

Could it be that Aegis protected the survivors so well that the god of death became so annoyed that he decided to summon a meteorite to perform a forbidden magic—the meteorite fell from the sky?
but.

The meteorite fell down, according to the distance between the SHIELD operation center and his home.

You should be able to feel such a big movement.

Just when Mark gloated.

Debbie continued: "Yes, because our agents have no way of knowing what's going on inside from the outside, but the agents sent back the photos they took."

As Debbie spoke, she handed Mark the folder she carried with her.

Mark took it out and took a look.

hohoho.

This is really... sad (happy) sad (joyful) news.

The pixels of the photo are very high, and it should be regarded as 4K high-definition level.

Even the pictures taken are very artistic.

The flames blasting out of the window were fixed on the screen. If an artist with artistic instincts looked at it, he would see that the sparks formed a not-so-clear devil face in this screen...

Putting down the photo, Mark picked up the phone directly.

quite a while.

After putting down the phone, Mark stroked his beard and pursed his mouth slightly.

The explosion occurred from the arsenal.

The cause was caused by an unextinguished cigarette butt.

The impact of the explosion spread to three floors.

There were no casualties.

Here's the fact sheet SHIELD filed with the Justice Department.

Although Aegis has global law enforcement powers.

But there are still some rules that need to be followed.

In the third country, SHIELD may just do it or not.

But locally?

When there are a total of [-] law enforcement agencies in the local area, do they have nothing to do?

Yes.

Even if the news of the existence of Aegis needs to be hidden, the necessary explanations are still needed.

such a pity.

Mark sighed.

This year's Reaper is completely weak.

Just when Mark complained that this year's God of Reaper was not good, he didn't know that the God of Reaper had been sent back to his hometown by his daughter...

After shredding the photo directly into the shredder, Mark forgot about it.

I made up my mind not to join in, and there is no point in paying attention to these.

If you have this time, why not drink a few more glasses of bourbon and enjoy the rare leisure time.

just.

Just as Mark was thinking about where Kate would go for Christmas when Kate came back tonight.

A sudden phone call interrupts Mark's schedule.

After half an hour.

Mark's federal plane parked at Kennedy Airport began taxiing on the runway and jumped in line. It raised its nose first and flew towards the blue sky and white clouds.

California.

City of Sacramento.

The county seat of Sacramento County and the state capital of California.

When Mark's special plane arrived in Sacramento.

It was getting dark already.

While getting off the plane, he was on the phone with his fiancée.

After hanging up the phone.

Mark's mood is not very beautiful.

He has now found out.

After entering 2000, everything is not normal.

As long as he is happy, there will always be something that makes him unhappy in the next second.

As long as he is free, something will come to him inexplicably the next second.

Why can't you just let me enjoy a few days of beautiful life quietly?

Isn't it possible to be a salted fish after traveling here?
Mark took a deep breath.

After tidying up the neat and decent suits on her body, even the red tie that she always liked was replaced by a more solemn dark blue.

no way.

Attending a funeral always requires a little dignity.

"mark!"

"Brian!"

"mark!"

"Matt!"

A hug with a high school friend, and then straight into the bureau car that Walter drove over.

on the car.

When Brian O'Connor drove away from the airport, he handed the file on the dashboard to Mark and said, "This was taken out of the police station by the trustee."

Mark opened the file.

What caught the eye was a somewhat weird funny smiling face.

Brian said beside him: "Patrick's spirit is very unstable now, and I only received a call from the police station yesterday."

Patrick Jane!

Mutual friends of Mark and Brian and even Matt.

That was high school.

Several people met Patrick when they went to the playground opened in Brooklyn, New York during the holidays.

At that time, Patrick directly flicked Brian and Matt for a while.

The belief that psychics are real.

In order to be able to talk to his lost grandma, Brian took out all the change on his body.

After Mark exposes it, Brian is ready to shake his fist at Patrick in a rage.

But we don't know each other.

Mark was drinking ice water and looked at Patrick's psychic hut surrounded by crowds.

Inside, Brian was talking to his grandma in tears.

For an instant.

The crowds were surging.

By the end of the show, Mark and the three not only didn't spend a penny, but they also made nearly five hundred dollars...

(End of this chapter)