Marvel, who rescued him? !

There were several balls of paper crumpled into irregular balls piled in the trash can. Taylor was sitting at the newly moved table, watching a short video on his mobile phone.

There was a sizzling sound.

He took off the paper filled with English words and crumpled it into a ball and threw it at his feet.

I knew I was very adaptable, but I didn’t expect it to be so strong.

In just three days, Taylor adapted to everything here, and his English level improved by leaps and bounds, reaching a level that would have been unmatched after more than ten years of studying in another world.

Although there were only a few limited apps on his phone, Taylor still managed to get the news about the gaping girl.

In two days, as many as 11 people died tragically in her hands, making her the most feared serial killer in New York. It can be said that everyone on the streets of New York is in danger, and the police have not found any valuable information so far.

The reporter in the video cursed the police for their incompetence and reminded the general public not to go out after 7 o'clock.

dang dang...

There was a knock on the door.

I lowered my head and looked at the time on my phone, okay~ it’s time to have lunch!

When he opened the door, Gilder, who had a cigar in his mouth, put his arms around Taylor's neck.

He was still wearing a white coat, with a special bulletproof vest under the open collar, which made Taylor feel a little uncomfortable. The smell of disinfectant and tobacco were mixed with him. He had a pair of triangular eyes and a face with a natural smile.

Contrary to Coulson's good-guy smile, this man's expression was more like a sarcastic sneer, and he didn't look like a good person at first glance.

"Kid, your body will get rusty if you don't go out and turn around, right? Don't worry, we will protect you."

This is just a temporary rest area for SHIELD. After Natasha failed in her last mission, she left the United States that day and went to a terrorist organization to continue investigating.

Coulson and Nick have also left here long ago, and Gilder is currently the highest-level agent.

Isn't this just letting me out as bait?

"Can I say no?"

Gilder didn't hide it either. He had shared his fishing plan before. Regardless of the people coming and going on the street, in fact, there were only agents. After investing a lot of manpower and material resources, in the end... nothing was found.

He almost thought that the Life Foundation was not lowering their vigilance, but had really forgotten about Taylor.

Life Foundation: The other party must not have thought that we had never known that such a person existed.

"Don't worry ~ we will avenge you."

"hehe."

Are there any options? He had no choice.

Snapped--

Gilder patted Taylor heavily on the shoulder, took a puff of his cigar, and said with a smile:

"Just kidding, you'll be fine."

The flag has been set, and Gilder will be sad if nothing happens.

He introduced casually:

"In order to deal with possible emergencies, the director has mobilized more than 40 agents to stand ready and guard everywhere. As long as the other party dares to appear... they will not be able to escape."

Taking Taylor to the temporary eating area, there were two prepared pizzas and a small plate of mints on the table.

After sitting down, Gilder picked up a table knife and used the tip of the knife to scratch the texture of the meat on the pizza. A glimmer of light flashed through his triangular eyes. He looked up into Taylor's eyes and asked with a wicked smile:

"When do you think the Life Foundation will come to kill you?"

After asking, he stabbed his knife into the pizza and held the cigar in his mouth.

kill me……

The little heart trembled.

This world is too dangerous. Before he even thought about revenge, the other party was the first to target him.

Baring his teeth, he bit down on the pizza and replied in a slurred voice:

"It's definitely time for you to relax your vigilance. For this reason, it is possible to wait ten or twenty years! You must protect me!"

Gilder's mouth twitched.

"Ten or twenty years?! Kid~ You really dare to think about it, then I might as well let you die."

The bureau is already short of funds. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all expenses. 40 agents are deployed here. It is Nick who believes that Taylor must have a secret. The borrowed equipment will be in place in a few days. If checked, Taylor is just As an ordinary person, Nick is probably going to be mad, right?

Ordinary people may as well take this opportunity to take a good rest.

"How dare you think about it? If they don't come to kill me, I will be very anxious, okay~"

"Don't blame everything on me. You should look for more problems within yourself. Is the protection thorough? Did someone sneak in and find out? Do you work hard every day?"

Gilder's face immediately darkened with smoke coming out of his mouth.

"Kid, do you still want to guide me in my work?"

After adjusting his collar, Taylor looked at Gilder seriously and said:

"As an integral part of the plan, I feel it is necessary for me to check for leaks and fill them, supervise your rectifications, and consolidate your plans."

Tyler swore he really wanted to get involved.

Gilder nodded in agreement, flicked the cigarette ashes on the pizza, and whispered:

"Go away~"

After eating and drinking, Taylor picked his teeth, grabbed a handful of mints and walked back.

……

Police throughout New York were alerted, and sirens echoed throughout the day.

The pedestrians on the road looked so hurried that even the street gangsters were frightened, walking in groups.

As the main person in charge of the "Rip Man" case, George was even more worried.

This is the craziest serial killer he's seen in years.

The relevant materials can’t even be posted on the blackboard.

In just two days, 11 men were killed without missing a beat. Even the other party's desire to kill was still rising. Apart from warnings and intensifying patrols, there was currently no solution.

For serial killers, the first case is often imperfect, but a sudden winter rain washes away all evidence.

Relying entirely on a psychoanalyst, he created a portrait of a woman with a mouth disability. She lacked fatherly love since she was a child. She has always had a strong desire to kill and abnormal violent fantasies while growing up. Killing can bring her a huge sense of satisfaction.

Mental illness, he will start committing crimes in the daily exchange of light and darkness, he is born with supernatural powers and his methods are cruel.

With a heavy heart, George sat on the chair with his head in his hands, flipped through the information in his hands, and stretched his legs.

The feet are off the ground, and the smart IQ once again takes over the high ground.

Focusing on the first two murders.

On Olari and Mizuno Isaan.

His intuition told him that this was the key to solving the case.

Olari has no relatives, only a few friends, while Mizuno Igan has a live-in girlfriend, but she disappeared the day before the incident, the store was closed, and even her mobile phone was left at home.

Could this be relevant to this case?

Time passed and the sky gradually turned dark.

Bang——

Harry opened the door, pulled George up anxiously and said:

"Let's go! The Rift Man is out again!"

George: Doesn’t she even take a break?

The two people rushed to the scene quickly and slowly. The streets were deserted, and there were no reporters taking photos outside the cordon. A fresh corpse was lying on the side of the road.

The corners of the mouth on the face tattooed with a skull were cut open, and blood-stained teeth replaced the skull's mouth, making it look even more terrifying.