Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]
Chapter 44 A Mercenary Is Not What You Want To Be
The prerequisite for enjoying five insurances and one housing fund is to go to work on time.
The next morning, Anonymous curled up on the bed with a splitting headache, not wanting to answer Fisk's call at all.He moved his legs and kicked the Deadpool next to him off the bed.
"Wade, answer the phone." Unnamed hugged the quilt tightly, not wanting to move.
Deadpool turned on the phone resignedly.
"Crooked, this is Anonymous," he gasped, before continuing, "My boyfriend Deadpool! Hello, New York City's friendly neighbor Deadpool is at your service!"
Today's young people are really open-minded.Wilson Fisk rubbed his head, feeling a little helpless.
"Deadpool," Fisk asked, "Where is Unnamed? I have a business here."
"Oh, then today is probably your lucky day. The Deadpool couple buy one get one free offer is starting now," Deadpool said cheerfully, "Buy an unnamed one and get a Deadpool dad as a gift."
"I need you to kill someone for me," Fisk said. "Wesley will send you the approximate coordinates. The team you want to assist is already on the way. Please be sure to speed up."
What a novelty, they want to 'assist' the group.
After receiving the coordinates, Deadpool dragged Anonymous from the bed, grabbed a piece of toast kindly provided by Zemo, sat at the dining table, and watched Zemo adjust the mechanical arm of the Winter Soldier.Arms made of metal don't hurt, but they actually require more maintenance.
Lacking professional tools, Zemo could only help the Winter Soldier check the function of his arm every few days and make fine adjustments.
He drank a cup of coffee without a name, but still didn't feel very good. The whole person lay on the table, showing a soft and cute state after a hangover. God knows that Deadpool just poured him a glass of whiskey.
Deadpool then received two condemning glances, which lasted the entire breakfast.
If you tell others that he really just slept with Unnamed last night—sleeping on the same bed without even taking off his clothes—there will probably be two consequences.
One is the contempt of the Winter Soldier: This kind of contempt probably includes the meaning of "are you still a man who dares to act or not to be".
The second is Zemo-style panic: this kind of panicked look probably includes the meaning of "Is Deadpool's madness getting worse, I will call the nursing home as soon as possible".
Of course, the only Anonymous who can explain the current situation clearly may not even understand what it means to go to bed.
The two of them still took the taxi to the coordinate location.
Deadpool and Anonymous are separated for the time being: According to him, 'If my brother doesn't take care of a few private jobs, how can he afford a diamond ring to propose to my sweetheart? '
Anonymous also forgot how many missions Deadpool took on at the bar yesterday.He felt there would be less danger in tackling such a down-to-earth mission than the Avengers.
The only obstacle is that Anonymous didn't get the target's photo or address, because his first mission was a serial killer, and it seems that gangsters are also popular for benefiting society these days.
Anonymous deliberately googled the word 'serial murder' in the taxi. After reading the definition, I was amazed that there are people who are so idle that they don't rest after work and go on killing people, especially when they kill so regularly.Perseverance is nice.
Killing people is very tiring, especially when you have to find a way to hide your whereabouts, Unknown has a deep understanding of this.
This is probably the difference in motivation caused by treating one thing as a good thing and treating it as a job.
The killer liked to work in public places by slitting his throat and seemed to relish the feeling of causing panic in a gathering place.
The crime scene is in Hell's Kitchen.
Anonymous thought out of place for Daredevil, and his warning against Fisk.
However, the blind lawyer seemed to have misunderstood himself, which made him think that he would never choose to cooperate with Fisk.
This time, the vigilante couldn't find the serial killer for a while.
According to the information given by Fisk, the most recent case occurred in the only Catholic church in Hell's Kitchen. The murderer killed a retired soldier during mass. Due to his secretive actions, no one saw his face.
The Behavioral Analysis Team from Quantico had stepped in to investigate, and they had been on the scene in the morning, an hour or two before Anonymous.
The Behavior Analysis Group is part of the FBI, National Violent Crime Analysis Center.Behavior analysts use science to analyze the psychology of suspects and describe their characteristics based on various clues at the crime scene, so as to achieve the purpose of providing combat support for arresting criminals.
The efficiency of this team is terribly high, and the success rate of solving cases is close to [-]%.
Of course, Fisk also kindly provided the team's information, and Anonymous went through it with a lack of interest, and found that there seemed to be no combat power worth paying attention to except for a man named Derek Morgan who was very skilled.
According to the team's timetable, they should have been investigating the crime scene by now, making a preliminary profile to estimate the age and other characteristics of the suspect.
Unregistered taxis are parked in the public car park opposite the church.This building has five floors, and Anonymous can perfectly see everyone who enters and exits the church on the third floor.
Now the media has surrounded the entire building, flashing lights on the yellow cordoned off the church door.
The priest had a conversation with a middle-aged man at the door. He had seen a picture of this man without a name. He was Detective David Rossi of the Behavior Analysis Team.
Anonymous is considering his own way of 'assisting'.He felt that he should observe the killer's way of committing crimes closely, so as to consider how to deal with him.
However, although Fisk has many eyeliners in the police station and can steal important files, it is still impossible to add a system to them inexplicably.
Unnamed weighed the pros and cons, and felt that he should disguise himself a little before observing.As for solving the case and finding the criminal, he fully believed in the professionalism of the behavior analysis team.There is Fisk's dark thread, and he knows the progress of the investigation like the back of his hand.
Anyway, in the end, it just refers to where to hit and where to hit, this unnamed is good at it.
He took out the vibrating cell phone in his trouser pocket and picked it up.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Wesley," Unknown heard the voice of Fisk's assistant rang from the phone, so he greeted with a smile, "Is there any change in the mission?"
There seems to be some empty echo on the other end of the phone, and it feels like a larger space opposite, such as a parking lot.
This parking lot.
"No, I'm just here to—"
As a civil servant with high self-esteem, Wesley's favorite way of doing things is to threaten his opponents.There were faint footsteps coming from far and near behind, and Anonymous thought he probably knew who it was.
Anonymous counted his steps, and before Wesley could utter the last word, he quickly turned around, grabbed the opponent's hand holding the gun, and forcefully twisted it behind his back, and caught it with his right hand holding the mobile phone. Dropped pistols/guns.
James Wesley has been behind him since just now, and Anonymous couldn't understand his behavior: Is he playing handsome, or is he being stupid?
Maybe it's just that the phone bill is too much to use up, so you have to make a phone call 50 meters away?
He felt that he still couldn't bully the good friend of the current boss too badly, so he let him go.
"A military adviser-type talent, insists on joining in front of the combatants," Unknown sighed, unloaded the pistol/gun from the magazine, held it upside down, and returned it to Wesley, "Mr. Wesley, are you short-hearted, or are you simply Have no IQ?"
"Actually, I'm here to warn you." Wesley straightened his tie and smiled like a beast. "That team of profilers is very professional, you'd better not expose it."
"Well, got it. Can you tell me why a mafia leader is so against a panic killer? I think he should like this."
"Panic can be a good thing, but aimless panic is not in our plan," Wesley said disdainfully, "In Mr. Fisk's city, these little mice need to be taught a lesson."
Therefore, not satisfied with letting the murderer go to jail, he has to hire Anonymous to kill him directly, as an example to others.
Unnamed continued to hold up the tactical telescope to observe the terrain. Suddenly, he seemed to see a bright red.
Red smoke rose from the back of the building in front. If it wasn't for someone setting off signal flares in the city in broad daylight, it would be——
"Fire a gun for me—" Unnamed said habitually, but before he could finish his sentence, he caught a glimpse of the pistol/gun in Wesley's hand with a missing magazine.
Forget it, this is the five scum of the war.Unnamed shook his head contemptuously.
"Wait for me," he stuffed the binoculars into the bewildered Wesley's hand, climbed over the railing on the third floor, and jumped down, "I'll go pick up an airdrop and come back."
Detective Rossi at the door of the church didn't see Unknown turn over and go downstairs, but he did spot the young man walking towards the church at a glance.
He was wearing simple clothes, but none of them looked like cheap goods. He was dressed in an ordinary way and blended into the crowd. The only thing that stood out was probably the practical belt around his waist, which was obviously for military use.
Fortunately, I took off the holster without a name before going out, and I didn't carry a hot weapon.
Rossi only felt that the young man's walking posture was very similar to that of a soldier, with a defensive posture that could start sprinting at any time, but at the same time, he did not have the formal rigor of a soldier's walking.
He looks like he is in his 20s, but he looks beyond the average person.Such an eye-catching appearance, shouldn't be able to not impress others, it doesn't fit the profile.Rossi looked away, thinking.
*This is Criminal Minds season [-], episode [-]
Originally, the case took place in Provence, Rhode Island, but I moved it to New York, which is more convenient to integrate into the plot
The author has something to say: #Hey, where are my car keys?
#just still here
#Why is it gone?
The next morning, Anonymous curled up on the bed with a splitting headache, not wanting to answer Fisk's call at all.He moved his legs and kicked the Deadpool next to him off the bed.
"Wade, answer the phone." Unnamed hugged the quilt tightly, not wanting to move.
Deadpool turned on the phone resignedly.
"Crooked, this is Anonymous," he gasped, before continuing, "My boyfriend Deadpool! Hello, New York City's friendly neighbor Deadpool is at your service!"
Today's young people are really open-minded.Wilson Fisk rubbed his head, feeling a little helpless.
"Deadpool," Fisk asked, "Where is Unnamed? I have a business here."
"Oh, then today is probably your lucky day. The Deadpool couple buy one get one free offer is starting now," Deadpool said cheerfully, "Buy an unnamed one and get a Deadpool dad as a gift."
"I need you to kill someone for me," Fisk said. "Wesley will send you the approximate coordinates. The team you want to assist is already on the way. Please be sure to speed up."
What a novelty, they want to 'assist' the group.
After receiving the coordinates, Deadpool dragged Anonymous from the bed, grabbed a piece of toast kindly provided by Zemo, sat at the dining table, and watched Zemo adjust the mechanical arm of the Winter Soldier.Arms made of metal don't hurt, but they actually require more maintenance.
Lacking professional tools, Zemo could only help the Winter Soldier check the function of his arm every few days and make fine adjustments.
He drank a cup of coffee without a name, but still didn't feel very good. The whole person lay on the table, showing a soft and cute state after a hangover. God knows that Deadpool just poured him a glass of whiskey.
Deadpool then received two condemning glances, which lasted the entire breakfast.
If you tell others that he really just slept with Unnamed last night—sleeping on the same bed without even taking off his clothes—there will probably be two consequences.
One is the contempt of the Winter Soldier: This kind of contempt probably includes the meaning of "are you still a man who dares to act or not to be".
The second is Zemo-style panic: this kind of panicked look probably includes the meaning of "Is Deadpool's madness getting worse, I will call the nursing home as soon as possible".
Of course, the only Anonymous who can explain the current situation clearly may not even understand what it means to go to bed.
The two of them still took the taxi to the coordinate location.
Deadpool and Anonymous are separated for the time being: According to him, 'If my brother doesn't take care of a few private jobs, how can he afford a diamond ring to propose to my sweetheart? '
Anonymous also forgot how many missions Deadpool took on at the bar yesterday.He felt there would be less danger in tackling such a down-to-earth mission than the Avengers.
The only obstacle is that Anonymous didn't get the target's photo or address, because his first mission was a serial killer, and it seems that gangsters are also popular for benefiting society these days.
Anonymous deliberately googled the word 'serial murder' in the taxi. After reading the definition, I was amazed that there are people who are so idle that they don't rest after work and go on killing people, especially when they kill so regularly.Perseverance is nice.
Killing people is very tiring, especially when you have to find a way to hide your whereabouts, Unknown has a deep understanding of this.
This is probably the difference in motivation caused by treating one thing as a good thing and treating it as a job.
The killer liked to work in public places by slitting his throat and seemed to relish the feeling of causing panic in a gathering place.
The crime scene is in Hell's Kitchen.
Anonymous thought out of place for Daredevil, and his warning against Fisk.
However, the blind lawyer seemed to have misunderstood himself, which made him think that he would never choose to cooperate with Fisk.
This time, the vigilante couldn't find the serial killer for a while.
According to the information given by Fisk, the most recent case occurred in the only Catholic church in Hell's Kitchen. The murderer killed a retired soldier during mass. Due to his secretive actions, no one saw his face.
The Behavioral Analysis Team from Quantico had stepped in to investigate, and they had been on the scene in the morning, an hour or two before Anonymous.
The Behavior Analysis Group is part of the FBI, National Violent Crime Analysis Center.Behavior analysts use science to analyze the psychology of suspects and describe their characteristics based on various clues at the crime scene, so as to achieve the purpose of providing combat support for arresting criminals.
The efficiency of this team is terribly high, and the success rate of solving cases is close to [-]%.
Of course, Fisk also kindly provided the team's information, and Anonymous went through it with a lack of interest, and found that there seemed to be no combat power worth paying attention to except for a man named Derek Morgan who was very skilled.
According to the team's timetable, they should have been investigating the crime scene by now, making a preliminary profile to estimate the age and other characteristics of the suspect.
Unregistered taxis are parked in the public car park opposite the church.This building has five floors, and Anonymous can perfectly see everyone who enters and exits the church on the third floor.
Now the media has surrounded the entire building, flashing lights on the yellow cordoned off the church door.
The priest had a conversation with a middle-aged man at the door. He had seen a picture of this man without a name. He was Detective David Rossi of the Behavior Analysis Team.
Anonymous is considering his own way of 'assisting'.He felt that he should observe the killer's way of committing crimes closely, so as to consider how to deal with him.
However, although Fisk has many eyeliners in the police station and can steal important files, it is still impossible to add a system to them inexplicably.
Unnamed weighed the pros and cons, and felt that he should disguise himself a little before observing.As for solving the case and finding the criminal, he fully believed in the professionalism of the behavior analysis team.There is Fisk's dark thread, and he knows the progress of the investigation like the back of his hand.
Anyway, in the end, it just refers to where to hit and where to hit, this unnamed is good at it.
He took out the vibrating cell phone in his trouser pocket and picked it up.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Wesley," Unknown heard the voice of Fisk's assistant rang from the phone, so he greeted with a smile, "Is there any change in the mission?"
There seems to be some empty echo on the other end of the phone, and it feels like a larger space opposite, such as a parking lot.
This parking lot.
"No, I'm just here to—"
As a civil servant with high self-esteem, Wesley's favorite way of doing things is to threaten his opponents.There were faint footsteps coming from far and near behind, and Anonymous thought he probably knew who it was.
Anonymous counted his steps, and before Wesley could utter the last word, he quickly turned around, grabbed the opponent's hand holding the gun, and forcefully twisted it behind his back, and caught it with his right hand holding the mobile phone. Dropped pistols/guns.
James Wesley has been behind him since just now, and Anonymous couldn't understand his behavior: Is he playing handsome, or is he being stupid?
Maybe it's just that the phone bill is too much to use up, so you have to make a phone call 50 meters away?
He felt that he still couldn't bully the good friend of the current boss too badly, so he let him go.
"A military adviser-type talent, insists on joining in front of the combatants," Unknown sighed, unloaded the pistol/gun from the magazine, held it upside down, and returned it to Wesley, "Mr. Wesley, are you short-hearted, or are you simply Have no IQ?"
"Actually, I'm here to warn you." Wesley straightened his tie and smiled like a beast. "That team of profilers is very professional, you'd better not expose it."
"Well, got it. Can you tell me why a mafia leader is so against a panic killer? I think he should like this."
"Panic can be a good thing, but aimless panic is not in our plan," Wesley said disdainfully, "In Mr. Fisk's city, these little mice need to be taught a lesson."
Therefore, not satisfied with letting the murderer go to jail, he has to hire Anonymous to kill him directly, as an example to others.
Unnamed continued to hold up the tactical telescope to observe the terrain. Suddenly, he seemed to see a bright red.
Red smoke rose from the back of the building in front. If it wasn't for someone setting off signal flares in the city in broad daylight, it would be——
"Fire a gun for me—" Unnamed said habitually, but before he could finish his sentence, he caught a glimpse of the pistol/gun in Wesley's hand with a missing magazine.
Forget it, this is the five scum of the war.Unnamed shook his head contemptuously.
"Wait for me," he stuffed the binoculars into the bewildered Wesley's hand, climbed over the railing on the third floor, and jumped down, "I'll go pick up an airdrop and come back."
Detective Rossi at the door of the church didn't see Unknown turn over and go downstairs, but he did spot the young man walking towards the church at a glance.
He was wearing simple clothes, but none of them looked like cheap goods. He was dressed in an ordinary way and blended into the crowd. The only thing that stood out was probably the practical belt around his waist, which was obviously for military use.
Fortunately, I took off the holster without a name before going out, and I didn't carry a hot weapon.
Rossi only felt that the young man's walking posture was very similar to that of a soldier, with a defensive posture that could start sprinting at any time, but at the same time, he did not have the formal rigor of a soldier's walking.
He looks like he is in his 20s, but he looks beyond the average person.Such an eye-catching appearance, shouldn't be able to not impress others, it doesn't fit the profile.Rossi looked away, thinking.
*This is Criminal Minds season [-], episode [-]
Originally, the case took place in Provence, Rhode Island, but I moved it to New York, which is more convenient to integrate into the plot
The author has something to say: #Hey, where are my car keys?
#just still here
#Why is it gone?
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