Is this Marvel world a bit weird?

12:8 a.m. on the night of December 1th.

George Stacy, after two or three days of slaughter, he could accurately smell the unusual smell of animals.

He has completely classified the case as a super-powered crime case, and no one knows where he got the information and clues from, but he has already deduced the criminals' base.

Night time is crime time and a good time for police action, it always has been.

What George found strange was that the FBI had not come to look for him again. In several super-powered crime cases he had taken over, that person would appear and take over, not allowing him to continue investigating, but now he has never appeared again.

Maybe something went wrong during the mission; maybe he was replaced; maybe he was promoted.

No one intervened, he was very happy but also worried.

George didn't think too much about anything else. He told his men to check their equipment and prepare to advance into the unfinished building.

It was another thrilling search process. George calmly directed the group of six people using sign language.

After all, he is not a special police officer. All he has to do is to investigate the situation clearly and arrest anyone immediately if possible. If they are armed elements, he has to plan ahead and need special police officers or even the Flying Tigers to arrest and shoot them.

The entire unfinished building was very large, and because it was very spacious, the group completed the search quickly.

George carefully observed the last place where there were traces of fighting.

I can only say that it was just as he expected...

He called a police officer over and took some photos and made some simple records of the places where there were signs of fighting.

It was no longer within the scope of their little police force and was becoming increasingly chaotic.

George let out a breath, looked at the recorded documents, and sent the man back to the police station if there was no problem.

He wanted to take another look, as he always felt that things were not that simple.

"Hello, Mr. Stacy, we meet again."

Hearing this voice, George felt uncomfortable.

"I thought something happened to you. We haven't contacted each other for such a long time."

George tutted and turned to look.

Well, that annoying guy is back and he shouldn't be thinking about him.

"It seems that this matter involves an important area~"

Coulson smiled and said, "Yes, but... you can participate this time. We mainly need professional help."

"I'm sorry, I have no intention of participating this time. This is beyond my job scope."

"It's good to know when to advance and when to retreat, and to be cautious. But whether you can retreat safely or not is no longer up to you."

Coulson closed his eyes and shook his head.

George's face turned pale and he said, "What do you mean!"

"It's meaningless. Even I can't back out."

"It sounds like this is a serious matter..."

Judging from what Coulson said, the situation is not optimistic.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"From what I know, in the cases filed by your police, the murderer, well... you can say you have seen him before."

Seeing George trying to find out some of the tricks, Coulson couldn't help but laugh.

George was a little puzzled: "I have seen it?"

"Why don't you think about it carefully again."

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

George muttered to himself, but his brain was working quickly, trying to remember what he remembered about the portrait.

George continues to screen the prisoners based on their characteristics.

"I think I know who you mean..."

George finally chose one and twitched his chin.

"Oh?"

"I had the honor of meeting that monster that night, but what I thought was that since you would point it out, then... they belong to the same category, the same kind of monster, but not the same species!"

"Amazing! You are indeed a rising star in the New York Police Department and a candidate for the future police chief."

Coulson was amazed at George's powerful associations.

"But I think you are still hiding something that you can't tell."

"It's enough for you to know. I can give you another piece of information. We in the FBI have seen and come into contact with people who can handle this kind of monster. Only they can deal with it, so we need to meet an acquaintance. If the other party doesn't know, you and me can tell him the information. It will be helpful to him."

"You mean... the golden werewolf?"

Listening to Coulson's words, George couldn't help but imagine a golden werewolf that was not ferocious but very sacred.

“I’ve actually seen it before.”

"The person you want to take me to see, isn't he related to the golden werewolf..."

"It's almost right. Hua Xia said it very well."

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

"No, we're going now!"

Looking at Coulson's warm smile, George took a step back.

…………

Just a little time.

Coulson and George came to the vicinity of a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.

George disbanded the team and handed over his packed belongings to a trusted police officer to take back to the police station.

Then he came here with Coulson in police uniform and waited for a long time.

George was also a very patient man. He waited for such a long time without saying anything.

Just at this time, a man walked out of an alley. He was dressed in casual clothes but wearing a strange mask.

The man tilted his head and looked over, his face beneath the mask puffing out.

"What the hell? Why did these two people come here together?"

After taking off his armor, Ling Zhan came out and saw Coulson and George, and wanted to hide as far away as possible.

"Hello."

Coulson ignored Ling Zhan who was standing still, waved hello and walked towards Ling Zhan, while George followed him without saying a word.

Ling Zhan said in a deep voice, changing his tone a little, "Good evening, why did you suddenly come to see me?"

"How about letting our Officer Stacy answer this for you?"

"Whatever. Hurry up."

Stacy and Ling Zhan looked at the smiling Coulson in silence. Anyone who believed this face would be cheated and would have to help him count money.

Coulson said it, but he told the whole story himself.

"So it's because of this..."

"Why, you guys are also dealing with it?"

On the way here, George learned that Ling Zhan and his colleagues were a group of people doing this business, not just one person.

"Yes, this Hola is very arrogant, so we were assigned this killing mission, and several people were assigned to do it together."

"solved?"

Coulson asked, in the past, one knight could kill the enemy, this time it might be a tricky animal, Hora, but with a few more powerful knights, killing the enemy should not be a problem. But judging from Ling Zhan's words, it seems that he has hit a wall?

“It’s a complete setback!”

"Is it possible..."

George frowned at this.

"I can only advise you not to get involved, or you might die without knowing how. This time, Hora is not the same as I've dealt with before. He's very tricky!"

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