Marvel Magic Event Book

"A resident called the police, saying that there was continuous noise from a neighbor's house... someone was robbed by two armed robbers on the street..."

The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Mystic Master stood on the outskirts of the city, looking at the few lights in the town.Different things happened, Salomon was sitting on the horse with a lazy expression, while Nick Fury was leaning against the black jeep, constantly flipping through the tablet in his hand, trying to find some clues from it.

"OK, stop, I didn't let you access the police files just to see these trivial things." Salomon looked at Nick Fury's wide eyes and said with great disdain, "Armed robberies occurred in the United States. Isn’t it a normal thing? We are here to see this hell creature, not to maintain law and order, that is not my business.”

"The devil is in the details, Salomon." Nick Fury shook his head, "Sort out what you want from all the clues. This is a required course for agents. You are still too young. When I It is recommended that you enter SHIELD Academy for this reason. You must learn a lot of things instead of staying in an aristocratic school and playing tricks."

"Is every agent a Sherlock Holmes? I happen to know a Sherlock Holmes, no, two versions of three people." Salomon couldn't help complaining, "Do you think I am in the aristocracy? School is a waste of time, but let me tell you, I need this almost unchanging environment to learn magic, because it is stable enough there and I don’t have much time to waste on taking risks.”

"Sherlock Holmes, Britain's most famous private detective, I didn't know you still had a cooperative relationship with him."

"No, I just said it casually."

"Okay, that's it!" Nick Fury stepped forward and handed the tablet to Salomon on the horse, "I promise this time it's not some hysterical fat middle-aged woman who called the police because of superstition. This time is different. The local police have reported this case, and we have to solve this matter before the FBI arrives. You don’t want ordinary people to die too many, right?"

"I don't mind if necessary." Salomon said words that made Nick Fury's hair stand on end while flipping through the information. "Ha, tentacles stretched out from the flames and pulled people into the kitchen fire. This is really worthy of the name. It’s the work of creatures from hell.”

"Is this the devil we're going to face?"

"Not all creatures from hell are devils." Salomon handed the tablet back and corrected Nick Fury's common sense mistake. "The power of the lower plane will affect other extra dimensions, such as the elemental plane, such as In the dream plane, all planes are not incompatible. For example, the spiritual world, where demons are hunting souls all the time, but this kind of scene is something you cannot see in the spiritual world of the earth. We have already cleaned it up there. ——Of course, this also leads to many souls having nowhere to go, and they have to wander for a long time before they can return to the place of eternal silence. In other words, the haunted things you see may be true. Every year, the Holy See relies on exorcism. The devil made 50 billion euros in Italy, but those priests didn’t have much ability, and most of the incidents were solved by Karma Taj, and for free.”

"So, our opponent is a dream monster affected by the power of hell?" Nick Fury asked, "Is it difficult to deal with it?"

"No." Salomon activated a scroll. The spells on this scroll can absorb the damage caused by fire. Being touched by the fire of hell is not fun. "It's not what's difficult to deal with," he said, "but the incarnation of the King of Hell is also in the world at this moment, and it's hard for me not to think about the relationship."

"MontherF*uck! How many things do you still have that you haven't told me!" Nick Fury broke into a cold sweat after hearing what Salomon said, "The King of Hell is in the world?!"

"What's the use of telling you, you can't solve this matter." Salomon glanced at the bald head of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., "Stop talking nonsense, let's rush to the scene of the crime quickly."

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"Welcome, Agent Philip Coulson." The policeman in the long-sleeved coat looked suspiciously at the black man in the leather jacket and the boy in the red robe in front of him.Although he was a little suspicious, the situation was urgent and the other party showed his ID, so he didn't mind cooperating.

"Who is this……"

"Agent John Constantine." Salomon shook the young policeman's hand. "Excuse me, I was attending a costume party not long ago. This is an emergency, and this is the only equipment I have on me. Sunglasses."

"I hope you didn't forget to bring your gun. That guy is not easy to deal with." The police gave up on the matter of clothing.When he turned his head, Salomon lowered his head and winked at Nick Fury through the slit of his sunglasses - this was his magic, otherwise even the plainclothes FBI would not know what he looked like after seeing his appearance. You will be asked to contact the FBI to verify your identity.

"Didn't you already catch the madman?" Nick Fury took over the conversation.

"Crazy? No, we don't know whether he is crazy or we are crazy." The young policeman took Salomon and Nick Fury to see his boss. He introduced the situation as he walked, looking very Friendly, "His roommate disappeared, we found a bunch of ashes in the kitchen, and then he started going crazy again and said he had a dream about flames eating his roommate - I don't know if he was on drugs. "

"Damn junkie."

"His urine test results haven't come out yet, but I think they're pretty close. He must have been too high," the police said. "But what's puzzling is that we did find his roommate's DNA in the kitchen... ...This is the highest priority...Guess where we found the DNA? It was a piece of meat, with skin on it, and there were tattoos on it. Maybe this madman was right and the flames really ate him Roommate. Now that his detention time is almost up and we have no evidence, you still have the last moment to question him."

After Nick Fury and the Mystic Master skillfully used fake documents and "charm humans" to deal with the local police, they took Salomon to the interrogation room to face the suspect.When Salomon saw him, he knew it was true. Nick Fury's judgment was not wrong - his face was pale and trembling, and big beads of sweat kept falling. Maybe The police were worried that he would die of dehydration, so they prepared a glass of water for him.When Salomon walked in, he saw the empty water glass.

Before Nick Fury could pretend to sit across the table and ask about the incident, Salomon walked over.He stretched out his horrifyingly pale gloves and grabbed the suspect's yellow curly hair. Before Nick Fury could stop him, he put his nose to it.

"Brimstone." Salomon let go of the suspect, "It's him, that's right."

"What's wrong?" The suspect's eyes widened in horror, "What's wrong? What are you talking about? Where is my lawyer?"

Salomon ignored him, looked at Nick Fury, and said, "We're going to have to make him dream to get that thing out."

"Wait a minute, I'm contacting the technical department." Nick Fury lowered his head to operate his mobile phone. He gestured to Salomon to sit down at the table like him and look through the files.After a while, he raised his head and showed his mobile phone to Salomon - now, the surveillance camera in the interrogation room had been controlled, and SHIELD technicians replaced the original picture with a looped picture.

"You can do whatever you want."

"What are you going to do?" the suspect shouted in horror, but before he could make any more moves, he saw a rose petal fall from Salomon's hand.The next thing he knew, he knew nothing.