Beauty comics

Chapter 1 Miracle Detective Agency
United States, New York.

17, No. 1064 block, Bronx.

Link squatted at the door, wearing a cheap dark blue suit, with a Marlboro cigarette in his mouth, his face full of melancholy.

"Technology changes life, weapons guarantee peace, Stark Industries leads the world trend!"

"Great genius, the most famous playboy in the United States, Mr. Tony Stark, took a private plane to Chicago yesterday and had breakfast, the old man's breakfast milk, you deserve it..."

On the billboard on the opposite street, rows of English letters kept rolling, making Link's expression even more dull.

"Am I pretty..."

"Didn't I just drink two or two more, as for throwing Laozi in this dangerous world?"

"Even if it's fake wine, it's not enough, right?"

Link shook his hand, threw the cigarette that was burnt to his fingertips, stood up and stepped on it, and walked into the house with a helpless expression.

It's been two months since I came to this world, and Link still couldn't accept this setting for a while.

This is the Marvel world, and there are countless criminals.

Happy America, every day of the shootout is not enough to describe it.

For more than 60 days and nights, he could hear gunshots basically every day.

Even the convenience store next door was robbed no less than twenty times.

Fortunately, there was nothing valuable in his broken detective agency, otherwise, he felt that he would have been fed with peanuts long ago.

It's not a big deal to say these things, just be careful and you can always live your life.

But what is even more frightening is that in the near future, there will be a purple-skinned bald man from the family planning office who will come to snap your fingers with a smile on his face...

It won't work if you don't listen!
"No! I have to move!"

Link walked back and forth in the room for a while before making this decision.

This is the Bronx, and next door is Midtown Manhattan, where Tony Stark fought, and the most disaster-prone area.

On the other side is the famous Queens, where Hanmer Industries, Osborne Industries, and the underpants that will explode here in the future all gather here.

This distance is too dangerous.

"But no money!"

Thinking of his tight pockets, Link sighed again.

His full name is Link Terrass.

The mother of the predecessor was an oriental person. Through the introduction of others, she met the father of the predecessor, and then blossomed and bore fruit, and he was born.

This makes him have a handsome face that combines east and west, but this kind of handsomeness does not conform to the American aesthetics.

Although he is handsome enough to be earth-shattering, he still doesn't have a girlfriend as of now.

"Save money! Move! Wretched development!"

Thinking of the situation in New York in the future, Link kept thinking about the future.

It is now March 2008, and Tony Stark will be heading to the Middle East in June.

Things in the entire American manga world have also begun to explode. He has to make enough money within three months, and then move far away.

When you are fearless, come out and fight Thanos to finish.

"It's best to go back to the East to find Mom and Dad!"

When Link was young, his father handed over the broken detective agency to him, saying that he was an adult and it was time to learn to support himself.

Then I followed my mother to travel to the East.

He said it was a trip, but Link felt that his parents should have returned to the East to settle down, and there was only one detective agency left in the United States.

"Jingle Bell……"

Suddenly, the bell above the door rang twice, and then a rather capable old man pushed open the door of the office and appeared in front of Link.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Link's eyes widened suddenly, with deep surprise in his heart: "Is this Uncle Long?"

The old man in front of him was exactly the same as the Uncle Cheng Long he had seen in his previous life, but he was older, his face was full of wrinkles, and his hair was a little pale.

But Link can't remember that in the Marvel world, there is such a person as Uncle Long?
"Little Link? Old Jack isn't here?"

Uncle Long looked around and said, his voice was a little heavy, and even his expression was a little numb. There was only a smile on his face when he faced Link, as if it was forced out.

Link froze for a moment, a memory churned in his mind, flooding his heart.

The English name of the old man in front of him was Bob, but he didn't know what his Chinese name was. He only knew that his surname was Huo, and even his parents called him Lao Huo.

He used to be an agent of the CIA with extraordinary skills. After retiring, he settled in Chinatown in New York.

He also married a young American woman, who has two daughters and a son under his knees. Although he is not his own, his life is quite satisfactory.

In Link's memory, Uncle Long has a very good personality, has no temper, is smiling all day long, and is very kind.

Even for his mixed race, he cared and took good care of him, and even taught him some exercise skills.

He and his mother were old acquaintances, and even the father of his predecessor was the mother he met through Uncle Long.

"Bob? A CIA agent? There's always a sense of familiarity!"

Thoughts surged in Link's mind, and he quickly said, "My father followed my mother to the east, and he probably won't be back in a while. Uncle Bob, what's the matter with you?"

When I met Uncle Long, I was somewhat excited and even kind. After all, I grew up watching Uncle Long's movies in my previous life.

In this life, their relationship is also very close.

Uncle Long's face sank, he took out a piece of paper cut from a newspaper from his arms, put it in front of Link and said, "I want to know the mastermind of this matter!"

"This is?" Link took the paper, saw the eye-catching name on it, and couldn't help but read out: "The gangs merged and caused a big explosion, causing 47 casualties."

Looking at the date above, it happened half a month ago.

"Uncle Bob, are you...?"

Link didn't finish his sentence, but seeing Uncle Long's expression, his heart sank. Could it be that the explosion hurt Uncle Long's relatives, and Uncle Long wanted to come out of the rivers and lakes again to avenge his relatives?

Uncle Long looked hesitant, as if he had no choice, and finally said in a deep voice, "You don't have to ask so many questions, just use your father's relationship to investigate. I want to know the mastermind of this matter?"

His voice seemed to be a little hoarse, which made Link instantly realize that he might have guessed right, and the New York police might not be able to find out about this matter.

After thinking about it, Link nodded and said, "I can try it!"

"need a few days?"

"Three days!"

"Okay, here's five thousand dollars, I'll come back in three days!"

"Uncle Bob, how can I collect your money?"

"You have to accept this money, I don't want to implicate you!"

Uncle Long said something cautiously, put down the US dollars, turned around and left, but his back was a bit hunched, counting his age, Uncle Long is no less than 60 years old, can he come out of the world again?

Link wanted to persuade him, but feeling Uncle Long's lifeless appearance, he couldn't speak out.

If it was him, and his relatives were murdered, he would probably go crazy.

After putting away the US dollars, Link picked up the phone on the table and dialed it.

"Hey, I want to know something about the explosion at the junction of Brooklyn and Queens half a month ago!"

This is the contact left by Link's father. He said that he can ask him about anything related to the underworld, but he needs to pay.

"You're talking about the explosion in Hell's Kitchen, right? Boy, I advise you not to inquire about it. Be careful that you don't even know how you died!"

The voice from the opposite side made Link's heart tighten. The area where Queens, Brooklyn, and Long Island meet is the famous Hell's Kitchen, which is extremely chaotic.

Death, drugs, are all extremely common.

"How much? Say the number!"

Link was not frightened, and he just asked about the source of the matter.

"Three thousand dollars!"

"Lying grass! It's so dark!"

"What are you talking about, kid?

"Ah... I mean I'm...pretty!"

(End of this chapter)