Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

Then Qin Shou found a place in the barren mountains, dug a pit and buried Saifut's body, killing and burying him. This is called A-level service.

But when he contacted Gao Han to confirm the news he got from Saifud, he found some problems.

"The man named Jim Carrey is not in Amsterdam now. He did move there and was in prison there. But he was transferred to a prison in Manchester, England three months ago, but his My lover Sonia is indeed in prison in Amsterdam right now, and that Saeford probably doesn't know the latest news, or has confused the two." Gao Han said.

"Haha, birds of a feather really flock together." Qin Shou couldn't help complaining as he drove on the highway, then paused and continued: "So now I should go to Manchester to rob the prison."

"No, to be precise, it was a prison van robbery."

"Ha" Qin Shou was confused.

Manchester, Interpol Central Headquarters.

A black man who looked about forty years old was forced into the headquarters building under the guard of a team of police. Restricted by handcuffs and shackles, he could only move forward in small steps in a very awkward posture.

A few minutes later, he followed the guards to an empty room full of floor-to-ceiling windows. In the middle was a negotiating table, opposite to which were several well-dressed men and women.

On his side, there was only one woman who looked no more than thirty years old, and she looked a little nervous.

The Negro went to the only vacant seat at the table and sat down.

"Mr. Kincaid, the requirements of Interpol are as follows. As long as you are willing to appear in court to accuse Duhovic, the judicial department will not hold your wife accountable." A man with a blue-collar loan on the opposite side said.

"You want to pardon an innocent woman." Kincaid raised his head and looked at him with a disdainful smile: "What a bunch of white-skinned pigs with water in their heads."

"Assuming that we accept this arrangement for Mrs. Sonia Kincaid, my client still has reservations about the content of the agreement."

The woman sitting next to Kincaid said that he was obviously arranged by the government to arrange a legal adviser for him. He obviously looked a little inexperienced, but he was still dedicated, at least he was really fighting for Kincaid's interests.

The blue-collar loan officer looked back at the director behind him, then took out a letter after signaling: "If Mr. Kincaid agrees to our request, then your prison will receive this letter seeking leniency."

"Mr. Kincaid is a professional killer." The young legal adviser continued: "If the terms of the agreement for more than twenty murder charges in ten countries are unreasonable, he will never see the light of day again unless"

As he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of a pen rubbing against paper. He turned around and saw that Kincaid had already signed his name on the agreement.

He was able to see the level of this legal adviser, and he didn't bother to bother any more. He stared at the man in front of him without moving his eyes for a moment, signed his name, and said word by word: "I must, let Sonia go."

Soon after, Kincaid was escorted to the garage outside the building. When he walked in under the escort of a kind of caregiver, a team of armed, masked SWAT officers with guns and several leaders in suits were already there. Waiting here for a long time.

The leader is a capable yet luxurious woman, she was also at the negotiation scene just now, and she seems to be the highest status among these people.

She came forward and said: "Mr. Kincaid, this is Captain Simon. He will lead the entire escort team to escort you to the Hague Court."

She looked at a middle-aged white man not far away, and motioned to Kincaid that he was the captain of the team.

Everyone in the entire escort team was fully armed and wrapped up tightly. Only the man named Simon wore jeans and tactical leather shoes. He wore a tactical vest directly over a white shirt. He had a well-groomed beard and slicked back hair. He looked like a bitch, and those who didn't know thought he was the protagonist of some movie.

Kincaid looked at these people and chuckled: "You know that all the witnesses who pointed out Dukhovich have been silenced by him, you just let these dozen off-duty police officers escort me."

A plump leader frowned when he heard this and said: "They are all Mr. Kincaid, the elite of the European police. We have taken complete measures to ensure that your participation will be completely confidential."

"Oh, this is a secret, right? Then I feel much more at ease." Kincaid looked surprised, his tone exaggerated, obviously ironic.

At this time, Simon couldn't hold back any longer, walked up to Kincaid with an ugly face and said, "Well, I assure you that even if there is any unexpected accident, we are ready to prevent any attack."

"Hahaha" Kincaid laughed when he heard this, and then suddenly got angry and aimed it at his face.

Simon didn't react in time and was knocked back a few steps. He covered his face while Kincaid was immediately held down by the people behind him. At the same time, several police officers also came to check on Simon's condition.

He signaled that he was fine, and looked up at Kincaid angrily, only to see that the bridge of his nose had been smashed, and some blood was flowing from his nostrils.

"This is the bullshit preparation you made," Kincaid said contemptuously: "Why don't you give me some car keys and some guns, and we'll meet somewhere then."

But it was obviously impossible for the other party to agree to his request. The female leader looked at her watch and said: "The court will be held at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Mr. Kincaid, we have to send you from Manchester within twenty-seven hours." Holland, if you still want to take care of your wife, then we'd better leave quickly." It's about noon now

Kincaid stared into her eyes and said, "Okay, Miss Captain, let me see how capable you elites can be."

At the same time, Qin Shou was already driving his small Ford car on the road to Manchester.

The distance between the two places is about miles, or more than kilometers, and it takes about three hours to drive.

Although it is faster to take the train, it can be reached in more than two hours, but if you include the waiting time for tickets and departure, it is much longer than driving.

Not to mention Qin Shou complained too much along the way. He didn't know where Gao Han found such a broken car. It rattled when he drove fast, and Qin Shou was afraid that the wheels would fly away.

However, Qin Shou was also desperate. He stayed on the red line of the speed limit and drove very fast, finally arriving in Manchester before one o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, the escort convoy hadn't left the city yet. After all, the convoy would inevitably drive slowly. Qin Shou also quickly approached them, using the navigation system to hang behind the convoy from a distance to follow.

To be continued