Overlords in the Marvel Universe
Chapter 151 Big Business
Howard Duck Detective Agency, a small old man is silently standing at the door waiting.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, er... sir." Howard the Duck nodded apologetically to the old man.
"You, are you a duck?" The old man rubbed his eyes in surprise.
"That's right, everyone is used to calling me 'Howard the Duck', but I'm the best private eye in New York."
Opening the door of the office, Howard the Duck greeted the old man very enthusiastically, "Just kidding, come in quickly buddy, please feel free, just like at home."
"Speaking of which, how did you know me?"
"Uh...I went to the movies and saw you in the ad."
"Really?" Howard was surprised, "I didn't expect those advertisements to actually work."
The two sat face to face. Howard the Duck poured the old man a cup of hot water. After the old man took a sip to warm himself up, he said slowly, "My name is Morty. I hope I can use your talents, Mr. Duck. .”
"I had a family heirloom stolen and the police couldn't help at all."
"It's not unusual."
"That's why I want to ask for your help..."
Morty took out a crumpled photo from his coat pocket and put it in front of Howard the Duck. In the photo was a beautifully shaped gold necklace with an emerald the size of a thumb as an embellishment.
"This necklace was stolen from my house about four months ago." Morty pointed to the photo and said, "I saw the female snitch's face clearly when she jumped out of the window, but the police Refuse to follow up on this lead."
"Although I don't want to admit that the police are right, buddy, a quick glance is indeed not an important clue worth following up." Howard Strange Duck explained.
"Usually that's true, but those cops obviously knew who I was talking about, and her name was Catwoman," Morty said.
"Catwoman? Uh... I think you're talking about the black cat." Howard Duck thought for a while, "That famous snitch, the Jiangyang Bandit."
"That's right, it's her!" Morty's tone suddenly became agitated, "The police said that the black cat was involved in hundreds of thefts, but they couldn't catch her! The reason why I chose to come to you is because...uh , she seems to be the same as you...?"
Speaking of the latter, Morty's voice began to stammer.
"You mean she's a weirdo, just like me?" Howard asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Morty nodded obediently.
"And extremely sexy, like me?"
"Uh...yes."
"Okay sir, you chose the right movie and came to the right place." Howard Duck jumped off his chair, "I, Howard Duck, the famous private detective in New York City, will take over your commission and come to the right place." Help you find your lost bracelet."
"It's a necklace..."
"That's not important!" Howard said strangely, patting his chest, "I promise to get it done soon. In addition, my salary is sixty dollars per hour, no security deposit is required, and I won't get a cent if the case is not solved within the time limit. The only thing you have to do The best thing is to give me the contact information before leaving, and then just stay at home and wait patiently."
"No problem." As a low-key rich man, Morty is not short of money, "Can you tell me how long it will take you to get my necklace back?"
"Three days."
……
At ten o'clock in the evening, on the roof of Building No. [-] of the Hollingsworth Building in Manhattan, New York, Howard the Duck in formal attire has been waiting here for a long time.
"Why is this idiot always late?" Standing alone on the roof, blowing the cold wind, Howard felt a little speechless.
Just when Howard Duck was waiting impatiently, a beam of red light suddenly shone on its face, projecting a cartoon big head pattern of Spiderman under Howard Duck's feet.
"Gah!" Howard's strange duck screamed in dissatisfaction, "Shut this thing off! You dumb spider!"
"Oh, my God, I should use this thing more often." Peter Parker, who was clinging to the glass of the opposite building, fiddled with the projection device on his belt, "Look, that's my face, my face print It's on you."
"Hey, are you a duck? A talking duck?"
"Okay." Howard Duck didn't want to explain his tragic experience again, "I learned from the Avengers that your number only accepts text messages. I'm glad you can come."
Peter Parker stared at the letter from an unknown number on his mobile phone, and at the same time said in a surprised tone, "Hey~ Is this what you typed with your wings? How did you do it?"
"Wait a minute, how long can ducks live? Hey siri! Please search how long ducks can live."
"Black cat, where is she?" Howard asked with his wings on his hips, staring into dead fish eyes.
siri: "If your pet ducks and cats need help, there's a 24-hour pet hospital in [-] miles."
"Delete my number, duck." Peter Parker turned to leave.
"Come on, everyone knows that you dated the black cat." Howard Duck raised his voice, "All I need is a clue, a clue that will allow me to earn next month's rent!"
"I don't know where she is?" Peter Parker felt a little headache when he mentioned that woman, the woman named Black Cat messed up his life, "but... she is a bit unusual recently, compared to the thief , she now looks more like a gangster."
"She's dangerous man, I advise you to stay away from her."
After finishing speaking, Peter Parker jumped up and left with a spider's thread.
Without getting any useful clues from Spider-Man, Howard the Duck wandered around the streets of Manhattan at night with some loss, all the clues were broken, and its mind is a mess now.
"Hey, Duck!" Tara Tam, who had just finished business for the day, locked the door of the tattoo shop and walked to Howard's strange duck, "Dude, your face is so ugly that it looks like you ate someone else's expired Like bread, what happened?"
"Oh, um... it's you, girl." Howard the Duck was obviously not in the mood, "It's nothing, it's just that the clues to a case in hand are all broken, and the only friend can't help, oh yes, I forgot I don't really have any friends..."
"A case?" Tara Tam rubbed her hands excitedly. "Is there anything I can do to help? I think I will be Mr. Duck Holmes' best Watson."
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, er... sir." Howard the Duck nodded apologetically to the old man.
"You, are you a duck?" The old man rubbed his eyes in surprise.
"That's right, everyone is used to calling me 'Howard the Duck', but I'm the best private eye in New York."
Opening the door of the office, Howard the Duck greeted the old man very enthusiastically, "Just kidding, come in quickly buddy, please feel free, just like at home."
"Speaking of which, how did you know me?"
"Uh...I went to the movies and saw you in the ad."
"Really?" Howard was surprised, "I didn't expect those advertisements to actually work."
The two sat face to face. Howard the Duck poured the old man a cup of hot water. After the old man took a sip to warm himself up, he said slowly, "My name is Morty. I hope I can use your talents, Mr. Duck. .”
"I had a family heirloom stolen and the police couldn't help at all."
"It's not unusual."
"That's why I want to ask for your help..."
Morty took out a crumpled photo from his coat pocket and put it in front of Howard the Duck. In the photo was a beautifully shaped gold necklace with an emerald the size of a thumb as an embellishment.
"This necklace was stolen from my house about four months ago." Morty pointed to the photo and said, "I saw the female snitch's face clearly when she jumped out of the window, but the police Refuse to follow up on this lead."
"Although I don't want to admit that the police are right, buddy, a quick glance is indeed not an important clue worth following up." Howard Strange Duck explained.
"Usually that's true, but those cops obviously knew who I was talking about, and her name was Catwoman," Morty said.
"Catwoman? Uh... I think you're talking about the black cat." Howard Duck thought for a while, "That famous snitch, the Jiangyang Bandit."
"That's right, it's her!" Morty's tone suddenly became agitated, "The police said that the black cat was involved in hundreds of thefts, but they couldn't catch her! The reason why I chose to come to you is because...uh , she seems to be the same as you...?"
Speaking of the latter, Morty's voice began to stammer.
"You mean she's a weirdo, just like me?" Howard asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Morty nodded obediently.
"And extremely sexy, like me?"
"Uh...yes."
"Okay sir, you chose the right movie and came to the right place." Howard Duck jumped off his chair, "I, Howard Duck, the famous private detective in New York City, will take over your commission and come to the right place." Help you find your lost bracelet."
"It's a necklace..."
"That's not important!" Howard said strangely, patting his chest, "I promise to get it done soon. In addition, my salary is sixty dollars per hour, no security deposit is required, and I won't get a cent if the case is not solved within the time limit. The only thing you have to do The best thing is to give me the contact information before leaving, and then just stay at home and wait patiently."
"No problem." As a low-key rich man, Morty is not short of money, "Can you tell me how long it will take you to get my necklace back?"
"Three days."
……
At ten o'clock in the evening, on the roof of Building No. [-] of the Hollingsworth Building in Manhattan, New York, Howard the Duck in formal attire has been waiting here for a long time.
"Why is this idiot always late?" Standing alone on the roof, blowing the cold wind, Howard felt a little speechless.
Just when Howard Duck was waiting impatiently, a beam of red light suddenly shone on its face, projecting a cartoon big head pattern of Spiderman under Howard Duck's feet.
"Gah!" Howard's strange duck screamed in dissatisfaction, "Shut this thing off! You dumb spider!"
"Oh, my God, I should use this thing more often." Peter Parker, who was clinging to the glass of the opposite building, fiddled with the projection device on his belt, "Look, that's my face, my face print It's on you."
"Hey, are you a duck? A talking duck?"
"Okay." Howard Duck didn't want to explain his tragic experience again, "I learned from the Avengers that your number only accepts text messages. I'm glad you can come."
Peter Parker stared at the letter from an unknown number on his mobile phone, and at the same time said in a surprised tone, "Hey~ Is this what you typed with your wings? How did you do it?"
"Wait a minute, how long can ducks live? Hey siri! Please search how long ducks can live."
"Black cat, where is she?" Howard asked with his wings on his hips, staring into dead fish eyes.
siri: "If your pet ducks and cats need help, there's a 24-hour pet hospital in [-] miles."
"Delete my number, duck." Peter Parker turned to leave.
"Come on, everyone knows that you dated the black cat." Howard Duck raised his voice, "All I need is a clue, a clue that will allow me to earn next month's rent!"
"I don't know where she is?" Peter Parker felt a little headache when he mentioned that woman, the woman named Black Cat messed up his life, "but... she is a bit unusual recently, compared to the thief , she now looks more like a gangster."
"She's dangerous man, I advise you to stay away from her."
After finishing speaking, Peter Parker jumped up and left with a spider's thread.
Without getting any useful clues from Spider-Man, Howard the Duck wandered around the streets of Manhattan at night with some loss, all the clues were broken, and its mind is a mess now.
"Hey, Duck!" Tara Tam, who had just finished business for the day, locked the door of the tattoo shop and walked to Howard's strange duck, "Dude, your face is so ugly that it looks like you ate someone else's expired Like bread, what happened?"
"Oh, um... it's you, girl." Howard the Duck was obviously not in the mood, "It's nothing, it's just that the clues to a case in hand are all broken, and the only friend can't help, oh yes, I forgot I don't really have any friends..."
"A case?" Tara Tam rubbed her hands excitedly. "Is there anything I can do to help? I think I will be Mr. Duck Holmes' best Watson."
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