the end of the heavens

With that said, Russell took out his police officer ID: "NYPD, I have something to confirm with you."

"Officer, it's none of my business!"

The old doctor jumped up with a swish, took off his coat, and revealed the long-sleeved mandarin jacket inside: "I am the instructor of the martial arts gym in the next street, and I am here to help guard the door. I don't know everything here, especially the one-hundred-dollar knife I have never heard of a Dragon and Tiger Dali Pill."

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Russell silently put away the police officer's card, feeling that his whole body was not well, he dropped down with a telepathy, and flipped through the memory he wanted.

Last night, two strangers broke into the medical hall, and fought here, destroying several Chinese medicine props that supported the scene, and smashing the precious antique carved wooden windows.

The old Chinese doctor was not an eyewitness. According to his memory, Russell found the real eyewitness next door to Tongzilou.

Two faces of the suspected murderer came into Russell's sight, one was the king of bad movies, and the other was Doctor Octopus, both of which were quite familiar faces.

"Not to mention anything else, just based on these two faces, it is definitely the plot of a certain movie."

The corner of Russell's mouth curled up, and he turned and left the Tongzilou.

After 30 seconds, he returned to the clinic, took a photo of Franklin, bought a new thermos, and took away two catties of goji berries.

No other meaning, I want to drink some hot tea when it's cold, goji berry improves eyesight and protects the eyes, it just kills two birds with one stone.

"Young man, your disease can't be cured by goji berries, and only by learning martial arts can you strengthen your body. I'll give you a [-]% discount, what about people?"

Holding the faint green banknote, the old doctor rushed out at a brisk pace, but after turning around, Russell disappeared in the corridor.

Doctor Octopus is hard to find, but the King of Bad Movies is much easier. Russell drove the police car to a corner where no one was around, waved out the death knell armor, and enchanted it with the left of the throne.

Russell had seen the face of the King of Bad Movies at the New York Police Headquarters. He entered the internal passage to dig out his files, let Deathstroke Armor scan the facial features in the photos, and inquired about New York's large and small surveillance cameras.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't he find it strange that the king of bad movies reappeared again and again?"

Russell murmured, bought an authentic fried rice on the street, and waited for the death knell armor to collect clues.

Before the fried rice was eaten, the Deathstroke Armor found the target person.

Balthazar!

A European immigrant who runs an antique store called Mystery House in New York disappeared for no reason ten years ago and reappeared recently.

Because he has been missing for too long, the antique shop was repossessed by the owner, and now it has become a mobile phone store. Balthazar himself has no fixed place of residence.

Russell checked the information collected by the Deathstroke Armor, pointed to the young man who appeared at the same time as Balthazar, and looked for information about him.

This time soon, the young man's name was David, a student of the City University of New York, with excellent grades, a genius student in the Department of Physics, with two patents in hand, and a special laboratory prepared by the school for him.

“The City University of New York Again”

Russell frowned, remembering that the Terry he met because of the time loop belonged to this university, the difference was that Terry was in the Brooklyn campus.

Both plots are directly related to the City University of New York. He decides to visit someday, and maybe he can meet the protagonists in other plots.

David is a student with a simple life. He has a nerd character design, and his life is basically three points and one line, dormitory, teaching building, and laboratory.

One-handed dog!

Unable to find Balthazar, Russell decided to start with David. He called the school and learned that David was not on leave and there was no one in the dormitory, so he drove straight to his private laboratory.

David's research project is too risky. The school is far away from the urban area, and it is looking for an abandoned parking lot for it. It is located underground. Before the urban transportation system is repaired, it will be used to park the urban subway.

Russell drove to it, and telepathically scanned it, and found that there was a residual atmosphere of magic power inside. He immediately raised his brows and showed an interested smile.

After killers, aliens, future people, robots, and mutant creatures, New York, which is busy with business, has added a new resident magician.

Bang Bang Bang!

Russell knocked on the iron door, but after a while, David with a silly and naive face pushed the door open, wondering, "Who are you looking for? If you take the subway, this place has been abandoned."

"No, I'm looking for you."

Russell showed his police officer ID: "Student David, I want to check with you about the riots in Brooklyn's Chinatown last night."

"Officer, officer, I don't know anything."

Seeing the police officer's card, David immediately averted his eyes and couldn't speak clearly.

"Very well, your performance proves that you know a lot."

Russell said something that made David look miserable, pushed him away, strode into the laboratory, and looked in the direction of the source of magic power.

The empty and abandoned underground parking lot has undergone a simple transformation. In addition to the warehouse where sundries and materials are piled up, the largest open space is erected with electromagnetic coils and other experimental instruments.

Russell looked at the circular magic circle on the ground, and joked, "Student David, I went to school to find you, and I was told that you had taken a long vacation. Why, instead of studying science, you are now studying magic?"

"It's not magic, it's just a joke."

David smiled mischievously, at a loss as to what to say, he wiped the cold sweat off his brow: "Officer, what's your name?"

"My name is Russell, and I'm in charge of investigating the mysterious incident in Chinatown." Russell stared at David, emphasizing the mysterious incident.

"Ha, ha, officer ha, your name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere." David was sweating more and more, and it was too much to wipe off.

"My name is not important, the key is your performance, it is too suspicious. Witnesses said that you appeared in Chinatown last night, and there was a man with long hair and a black bowler hat to cover up his bad hairline, saying Tell me, what are you doing there?"

Russell tried telepathy to watch David's memory, but he was unsuccessful. It's not that David is superior, this guy is just a rookie, but he has an inexplicable power blessing, which should be from other mages.

"Can this tm be found?" David was dumbfounded, and subconsciously swears.

"Boy, don't underestimate the police."

Russell snorted coldly: "I also found out that the man with you is named Bathazar. He has been missing for ten years and has not heard from him. He suddenly appeared recently."

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

David was in a meeting with dung in his heart, facing Russell's righteous eyes, he couldn't find a reasonable excuse, and panicked a lot.

Chapter 37 Believe, why not

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"David, answer my question, what are you and Balthazar doing in Chinatown? And who is the mysterious man who clashed with Balthazar in the Chinese Medicine Center? What is the relationship between the two of you and the mysterious incident of the dragon dance?"

Faced with three consecutive questions, David looked flustered and tried his best to control his expression, knowing that the more flustered he was at this time, the more he seemed to have a problem.

But knowing Gui knows, he is just an ordinary school student, still at the nerd level, and his eyes are crooked when talking with beautiful girls, let alone when he is questioned by the police.