Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

"Freeze! FBI!"

The door was kicked open, and several policemen rushed in and pinned down those who had not yet escaped. One of the officers searched the house and found many disks. He found a computer nearby and opened the contents.

These disks contain videos of different people being blackmailed, threatened with forced repayment, and beaten.

In addition to this, there is also a lot of information about their secret transactions with higher-ups.

There were no less than a hundred people involved, and this time a major case was solved. Unexpectedly, he was just soft-hearted for a moment and helped a person who was unable to repay a huge debt by borrowing a huge amount of money from an illegal institution and was about to do something stupid, but he uncovered such a huge black industry.

This line of clue happened to be the one that the team had lost before. It seemed that he had found his bonus this year.

Officer Vito thought with great joy.

"Paul, this is the contract you signed at the time. I tell you, a contract signed by controlling one's personal freedom is invalid. You will be safe from now on and will not be threatened by those people anymore."

The man took the papers tremblingly and burst into tears immediately.

"Thank you, Officer Vito."

The man named Paul wiped his tears and tore up the unequal loan contract he had signed with his own hands. While sighing in his heart, he felt endless confusion about his future life.

Officer Vito noticed Paul's strange mood. He thought for a moment and said comfortingly, "Paul, I know what you are worried about. Are you still worried about your daughter's medical expenses?"

"Yes, because she couldn't pay the money, the hospital forced Sasha's bed to be moved to the lobby yesterday. If I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have borrowed money from those people."

Paul sighed, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't be discouraged. I'll give you an idea."

Officer Vito took out the pen from his jacket pocket, leaned over the car, wrote an address on a piece of paper and handed it to Paul.

"Go to this street and this address, find the Northland Bank written on this piece of paper, and apply for a loan there."

"Northland Bank? This... Paul held the piece of paper in his hand and looked at the address written on it." He was very nervous: "Officer Vito, I went to the bank to borrow money, but because I didn't have a stable job and sold my house in order to treat my child's illness, the bank would not approve my application."

Officer Vito smiled when he heard what Paul said: "I know that your situation would not work in other banks, but this newly opened Northland Bank has strong capital and a strong background, and has cooperation with many famous large companies."

"It's not just our official cooperation, even Iron Man's Stark Enterprises is a frequent customer of this bank. The most important thing is that the owner of Northland Bank is kind and good-hearted. They have a program specifically designed to help people like you."

"The prices are fair, and there is no violent collection of money. Not only that, they will also arrange a job for you so that you can earn money through formal channels. Isn't this better than borrowing money from random places?"

Paul listened to Officer Vito's words, although he still couldn't believe it, because how could there be such a good company in the world to help the poor? However, Officer Vito helped him a lot and saved him when he was about to commit suicide, so Paul had to give it a try.

Putting the piece of paper in his hand, Paul expressed his sincere gratitude to Officer Vito, and then followed the address to find the location of Northland Bank.

He was very familiar with this address. Before Sasha was diagnosed with kidney disease, Paul had brought his daughter to the Wanmin Church on the corner for dinner.

That was the happiest moment for him and his daughter. Thinking of the past, Paul couldn't help but sigh.

He turned around the bustling entrance of Wanmin Hall and his eyes swept across the shop names on both sides of the street.

I haven't been here for a few months. The decoration style of this street has changed a lot, and even many shops have changed. Some of the dazzling new shops have already opened, while others are still under construction.

Paul unfolded the piece of paper he was holding, and on it was written the location of the Northland Bank at No. 35. He couldn't find it for a moment.

As he was hesitating, a woman with a sad face hurriedly walked past him. Paul saw her stop and walked up to her and asked her.

"Excuse me ma'am, but do you know where this Northland Bank is?"

The woman was frightened by Paul's sudden appearance. Her face was full of panic and looked extremely ugly. She had dark circles under her eyes and was not in a good mental state. She screamed in shock.

"Ah! Don't look for me! Don't look for me!"

The woman screamed, covering her ears and looking terrified.

"Ma'am, ma'am are you okay? I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to do that, are you okay?"

Paul apologized hastily and waved his hands.

The woman watched Paul's dazed eyes regain focus, she swallowed and put her hand down.

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well. The Northland Bank you're looking for is in front. Walk another 500 meters. When you see a store with wreaths at the door, take the elevator on the side to the third floor. It's there."

"thanks, thanks."

Paul hurriedly thanked her, but after she finished speaking, the woman hurriedly pushed the door and walked into the center of the store.

The decoration of this store is obviously in the style of a flower shop. He can tell from the antique wooden decorations inside that it may be a place to drink tea or sell incense.

Paul guessed and looked up at the store name hanging above with curiosity.

【Exorcism and Avoidance of Evil—Institute of Supernatural Affairs】

What is this for sale? A peach wood sword?

Paul, who had seen a few flower-growing movies, made wild guesses.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out, so he gave up his curiosity and turned his attention to looking for a bank.

After walking for a while, Paul saw the shop that the woman mentioned. There were indeed many white wreaths placed at the door. There was a wooden table at the door of the shop. Under a large parasol, a young man was playing chess with the blond boy opposite.

"Don't watch it. White has no chance of turning the tide in this game."

The young man's voice was steady and powerful. He picked up the porcelain cup on the table and took a sip, then looked at the boy in front of him who was thinking hard with a smile in his eyes.

"No, no, I made a wrong move just now, let's try again!"

The boy was about to pick up the grapes, but was stopped by the young man.

"Don't regret your move. If you keep thinking about regretting when you see failure, wouldn't that be a violation of the fair chess game agreement? Are you sure you want to regret your move?"

The blond boy scratched his face, put two white pieces on the chessboard awkwardly, and complained: "I am such a bad chess player. If you don't let me regret my moves, how can I possibly win? I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore."

The boy waved his hands and saw Paul standing beside him.

"Sir, you......"

Before the blond boy could say anything, a girl dressed in strange clothes ran out from the store where the wreaths were placed.

She wore a black robe that reached her waist, shorts, short socks, black shoes, and a hat of the same color with a bright red plum blossom pinned on it.

"Oh, a guest has arrived. Please come in."

The girl pulled Paul's sleeve, stuffed an advertising leaflet into his hand, and tried her best to sell it:

"You came at the right time today!"

"Grand opening promotion at Wangsheng Hall, buy one get one free!"

"Buy two, get three free! Buy more, get more!"

She looked at Paul, poking her black-nailed fingers at the picture of the coffin on the flyer, smiling brightly:

"Order now and the second monument is still half price!"