[Comprehensive British and American] The life of the villain and the body of the hero

"Another case of slitting the throat and killing the family. This time the Kendi couple died in their living room. Their six-year-old son was bound hand and foot and placed among the corpses." Garcia put the photos of the crime scene on the screen.

In the office of the bau department, there are the team leader Agent Hodge, the blonde agent JJ, the black agent Morgan, the little doctor Reid, the experienced agent Rossi, and after Ellie left, Newly added Agent Prentiss.

"Are you sure it was done by 'San Diego'?" Morgan asked while flipping through the information.

"San Diego" is the killer's code name for a series of house breaking and killing serial cases. The fbi is not willing to give their suspects various titles, because that will inflate their criminal desire and arrogance, and encourage them to step up their crimes.However, the media loves such and such code names, as exciting as superheroes.

Since there are superheroes in this world, of course there are also super criminals... although most serial killers don't have superpowers.But who can stop the ignorant and unscrupulous media from gaining the attention of the people?

"That was the killer 30 or [-] years ago. In the previous two murder cases, the suspect used San Diego's criminal methods. We were just suspicious at that time. After all, anyone who read the report back then may have obtained relevant information." Rui De quickly finished reading the materials, and said as fast as a bullet: "But no one reported this incident. Because the couple's son survived, the police sealed all the clues and files to protect the child."

"Yes, the fire in the archives two years ago burned the victim's confidential information. Not to mention finding the child, we didn't even know his name. They didn't enter the data into the computer..." Rossi Slowly speaking, in the records of the police station, the details of the scene were written in detail, but the victim only wrote a few vague letters.

mrl and mrsl, and of course their child j·l, looks like a boy in the records.

"We contacted the retired policeman who was in charge of the case at the time, and he would wait for us there. The murderer chose the same place, the same method of killing, and even the scene was restored so similarly. He must know what happened back then, and we need more Information. The plane is ready, see you in half an hour." Hodge closed the folder and said seriously.

Everyone got up one after another, ready to pack their luggage.Morgan suddenly thought of something, turned to Rhett and said, "Spencer, I remember you lived there?"

"Oh, when I was very young, probably in the first grade of elementary school." Reid replied: "In fact, the neighborhood where the crime happened was only a few streets away from our house. It was widely spread, and of course my mother didn't let me know about it. "

At that time, his father had not left his mother, and his mother had not fallen ill.Like every ordinary middle-class family, their family lives in a community with good law and order, and participates in open-air barbecue parties with their neighbors in their spare time on weekends.

By the way, there is also James, his good friend.To be honest, Rhett always felt that he had forgotten something, but his childhood memories were always in a blur.

Ouroboros bid farewell to Hawkeye, who returned to the Avengers Building alone after reaching an agreement with Coulson.And the little snake has other things to deal with, such as sending the Winter Soldier to the Fortress of Solitude to check his brain.

He was about to call Superman, but stopped when he saw a newspaper.

Ouroboros' expression changed suddenly. He suddenly rushed in front of the customers drinking coffee, and grabbed the newspaper. His hands tightly grasped the corner of the paper, his hands were stretched with blue veins, and the newspaper was almost crushed by him.

"Hey! You..." The middle-aged man who had the newspaper taken away was about to get angry when he was frightened away by Ouroboros' eyes.He immediately raised his hands to signal the other party to calm down, "Okay, relax a bit, isn't it just a newspaper, you can take it."

Ouroboros looked at the black and bold headline on the side page of the newspaper - "Serial Killer San Diego Appears Again". The following article described in detail that San Diego "replicated" the past case after more than 20 years over again.And of the family that died a few days ago in Las Vegas, all that was left was a boy, bound hand and foot, in the living room, between the dead bodies of his parents.It was reported that a couple in San Diego had their throats cut, leaving behind a boy.

"According to police records, the boy in the massacre may be the only surviving victim under San Diego. The bau department affiliated to the fbi has been involved in the investigation of the incident." This is the last sentence of the report.

His breathing was accelerating, and he could feel the air in his chest getting less and less, even though he was breathing more and more quickly.

"Jim?" The Winter Soldier touched his shoulder lightly.

Ouroboros turned its head abruptly, the sharp and thick murderous intent in its green eyes was enough to scare off any burly man, but it only made Bucky frown, and he clenched the little snake's shoulders even harder.

"I'm going to Las Vegas," he said gruffly.

"Okay." Bucky agreed.

He wouldn't ask Ouroboros any questions unless he wanted to.Bucky knew very well that in this mood, Little Snake didn't need others' gentle inquiries or appeasement, all he needed was straightforward support without hesitation.

It's not too far from Las Vegas, and it only took two or three hours by plane.By the time Ouroboros and the Winter Soldier had settled down in the hotel, the sky had already darkened, and the night view of the casino was clearly alluring.

"I need...I want to go for a walk by myself," Ouroboros said to Bucky, who nodded blankly.

From the moment he set foot in his hometown, Ouroboros felt like a dream, everything was different——

The community where the Layton family lived was a middle-class community, quite far from the city center, away from the hustle and bustle of the casino.Because whether it is Adam Layton or Lydia Layton, they are people who like to live a quiet life.This neighborhood is so beautiful, shrouded in lush greenery, even at night, you can get a glimpse of the beauty and happiness of the day.

The pattern of street lamps is still the same, but the popular fence style has changed. A few old houses seem to have accumulated the richness of time, while the renovated ones look trendy and bright.

For more than 20 years, the owners of the houses here have changed hands several times.Even the house where Bruce and Clark lived is now a happy white family of four.Ouroboros looked at the nameplate, which had the word "White" written on it.

The owner of the old house in Layton is now surnamed "Byrne", and the little snake lingered at the door for a while, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar "home".Finally he let out a long sigh, went straight up and rang the doorbell.

Through the thick door, he could hear the bell in the room, loud and piercing, dragging a long tone-is there no one?But why are the lights on the second floor on?

Ouroboros narrowed his eyes, and as soon as his hand touched the door, the door opened with a "squeak".He simply pushed open the door and walked in. As a superpower user, he was indeed much bolder and more straightforward than ordinary people.

The lighting in the living room on the first floor was a bit dim because only a small orange spare light was turned on.Under the light of old photos, the blood on the floor was not so glaring, but exuded a strong sense of eerie and ominous.

Ouroboros lowered his head slightly, looking at the grizzled corpse, with his eyes open, his throat was cut, and he had just passed away.For Chuck's sake, his body was still hot, though breathless.

The murderer is nearby, he can't run far!

His keen senses were activated, and Ouroboros heard the windows on the second floor being opened, and there was the sound of heavy objects falling, and then there was a loud "rustling" sound of walking on the lawn at the door.This shows that the other party walked in a hurry to make such a loud noise!

The little snake estimated the distance and was about to teleport there, but the next moment he was dazzled by the incoming flashlight.He stretched out a hand to block the direct beam of light, and heard a sharp voice—

"FBI! Hands up!" Great, he could now see the agents rushing in, and the guns in their hands.

Now how to do?That's a really good question.There are two options, first, get caught without a fight, and then spend a lot of energy to explain to these agents that the man did not kill him; second, teleport him away, so now it is easy, but there is no guarantee that someone who is interested will contact Ouroboros body, then those politicians will have a good reason to trouble the Avengers again.

The little snake sighed, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the corner of his eye, and raised his hands the next moment.The black detective rushed up one by one, and another black-haired female detective twisted his hands behind his back and handcuffed him.

This kind of ordinary uniform, for Ouroboros, of course, can't trap him for a minute.

"You're under arrest." The black detective whispered in his ear, in the tone of a criminal.

Rhett felt that the man who was caught had a familiar feeling, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.This is an incredible thing, after all, my memory has been very good since I was a child.

"He won't say anything?" Rhett asked standing outside the single-sided glass.

Rossi and Morgan came out of the interrogation room and shook their heads at the little doctor, "He just said he wanted to make a phone call. This is his legal right, and he will send a phone call later."

Where did I see him... Rhett leaned closer to the glass and saw his own reflection on the mirror.He felt dizzy for the first time, since he was caught by a serial killer and forced to inject drugs, he would fall into a trance from time to time.

Fortunately, he was not addicted, and the incident did not leave any other sequelae.Hodge also asked him to see a psychiatrist, and the diagnosis report presented by the other party showed that he was fine at all and recovered very well.

Ouroboros' refusal to tell bau the truth has his own reasons.Legally, he is actually dead.Even after he left Hydra and returned to Bruce, he just took another false identity.After joining the Avengers, Fury did not "resurrect" James Layton. His code name is Ouroboros, but the specific information is top secret.

How would he tell this group of FBI agents that he is the Ouroboros of the Avengers?This will definitely cause an uproar, and the media and politicians will use this to make a big fuss. Even if it turns out that the murderer was not the murderer, bad public opinion will be left behind.Oh, he might as well save the captain some snacks!

"Jarvis?" Ouroboros picked up the phone and dialed the phone, "I'm in some trouble, you and tm may be able to help me." Hurry up and help me fabricate a seamless identity!

"I understand. I have consulted the police arrest records. Mr. Layton, please be calm, tm is already creating a suitable identity for you. Representatives of Stark's legal team will arrive in two hours. "