American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

"Paji~"

A wooden stick was pressed against a gray eyeball covered with bloodshot eyes.

I saw that the eyeball was easily broken and cracked by the squeeze of the wooden stick, just like the dregs of a cooked and crushed sheep's eye.

"Buzz~"

A few ugly flies flapped their wings and flew out of the eyeballs that had long been hollowed out and eaten by insects.

"Snapped!"

Gino threw out the wooden stick and easily swatted away the flies that looked very wrong.

These flies are twice as big as ordinary flies.

"Lana."

Jino didn't turn around and ordered: "Go call the police."

"Ah?" Lana, who was hiding in Clark's arms, stuck her head out, nodded hurriedly, turned around and rushed out of the room.

Every minute here is an embarrassing ordeal.

"Clark."

Gino's tone was calm and he stopped Clark, who was about to go out to find Lana: "There's something wrong with this, please pay attention."

Clark stopped and suppressed his nausea and followed Kino. When he saw those flies with abnormal physiques, Clark subconsciously asked: "Like the electro-optical man who appeared on the bridge at that time?"

"Grey has also awakened his powers?"

"Well, I'm afraid Gray has also gained some kind of special ability."

Jino looked up at the ceiling, where there was a series of vague muddy shoe prints.

"Come on, let's go up and have a look."

Gino took Clark up to the second floor and quickly found Gray's room.

The walls around the bed were covered with posters about insects, which looked weird and scary.

Stepping on a mess of glass shards, Jino's eyes fell on the big white pupae in the four corners of the room.

These things are woven with some kind of silk thread, and they are bulging inside, as if they are wrapped in something?

"Clark, go and open that silkworm chrysalis." Gino pointed to the silkworm chrysalis at the foot of the bed.

Clark stepped forward, resisting the wet feeling on his hand that touched the silk thread and pulled hard.

"Tear~"

As the cocoon bursts, a person's face is withered, and his whole body looks like a mummy that has lost all water and flesh, lying quietly in the silkworm chrysalis with his mouth open.

"Oh my God!"

Clark looked intolerable and looked up at Gino: "He's dead?!"

"Yeah, he's dead."

Jino came to the corpse and glanced at the clothes of the mummy - they were in tatters and looked like a poor man. There were also some weird tattoos carved on the withered arms.

His eyes swept over the wound on the neck of the mummy. It seemed that something had bitten it, revealing a hideous gap. You could even see the organ structure in the neck from the gap.

Jino thought for a while and came to his own conclusion: "This person should be a homeless man wandering nearby. His flesh and blood was sucked out and turned into a mummy."

Clark clenched his fists angrily, his eyes flashing with anger: "Did that Gray do it?"

Gino ignored Clark's knowing inquiry and focused on his own analysis: "It seems that his mutation requires a lot of human flesh and blood to nourish him."

Clark put down the mummy with a solemn expression, stood up and looked at Keno firmly: "We must stop him."

"Kino, what should we do?"

Meeting Clark's earnest gaze, Gino was a little silent.

He remembered funny DC jokes.

It is said that whenever Superman encounters a problem that is difficult to solve, he will consult his super brain.

And the super brain's answer every time is "Why not ask the smart Batman?"

Gino has a headache. If this trend is followed, perhaps every major event in the future will turn into Superman's super brain giving the answer "Ask Gino what to do?"

Sighing, Gino walked up to Clark and patted the big boy on the shoulder: "Do you know why I asked you to take Lana with you?"

"What do you mean?" Clark seemed to understand.

"Yes, Gray is a pervert and extremely obsessed with Lana."

Gino put his arm around Clark's shoulders and led him to stand in front of the window.

Through the window, you could just see Chloe squatting on the ground with an autistic look on her face, and Lana who was talking on the phone.

Gino chuckled and said, "As long as we keep an eye on Lana, Gray will definitely come for her."

"Think about it, if an ordinary person suddenly gains terrifying power, will he realize the evil thoughts he has suppressed in his heart for a long time." Jino let go of Clark, looked at the chemical plant in the distance with his hands behind his back, and said to himself: "When A marginalized character who has been suppressed for a long time suddenly gains extraordinary abilities, and he can't wait to vent his inner anger."

"What better way to give him a sense of accomplishment than to win the goddess of his dreams."

Clark on the side was thoughtful, looking at Gino's back with admiration.

He really didn't know how Gino came up with these causal relationships.

"Okay, there's nothing to see here, let's go."

Jino led Clark out of the room. Before leaving, the young man's eyes glanced at the silkworm chrysalises.

I don’t know if these white threads shot out from Gray’s wrist, otherwise maybe he should be called “Spider-Man”?

The two walked out of the door, and Clark did not forget to carry the fainted little black Pete on his back.

When a group of people walked out of the house, a pale-faced Chloe stood up holding her stomach, her face was pale, and she looked at Gino with complicated eyes.

"Seriously, Gino, your mental quality is too strong."

"I really don't know how you look at those corpses without the desire to vomit."

Clark also nodded in agreement. He was also curious about what could arouse Gino's emotions.

"Hey, everyone, I have called the police. The police said they will be here soon." Lana turned off the phone and walked towards everyone with a sad face. The girl's brown eyes flashed with a hint of unbearability, and she sighed: "I didn't expect Mrs. Ted to die. ”

For the next time, everyone was silent.

After all, they had just witnessed death, and everyone was in a bad mood.

Except for Jino, who was fiddling with his phone and seemed to be sending a message to someone.

After about ten minutes passed, a roaring police car drove up to the hut at a neither fast nor slow speed, and two policemen, one fat and one thin, stepped out from under the police car.

Clark couldn't help but frown. He had seen these two policemen, and they came to his home to ask about Whitney's broken hand.

"Who called the police?"

The two policemen glanced at the four people and saw that they looked young and had clear stupidity in their eyes. They looked like high school students.

So their attitude was very perfunctory. After all, going out to the police on the weekend was a waste of their rest time. Even if they didn't show off their faces, they were in a good mood.

"It's me, officer." Gino stopped Lana who was about to step forward.

When the two policemen saw Jino's appearance clearly, they looked at each other and immediately changed their faces to friendly and enthusiastic faces: "It turns out to be Mr. Jino, how can I help you?"

"Someone died in the house." Gino pointed to the white room and said, "The deceased is Mrs. Ted, Gray Ted's mother."

After hearing Jino's words, the two policemen looked at each other, and their expressions gradually became serious.

A murder case is no small matter.