[Comprehensive Movie] Goddess of Dispute

Because of the comedian's early departure, the six people in the conference room were divided into three groups. Luo Xia was still in a group with his old partner Ye Xiao. For some unknown reason, Pharaoh chose the captain of Metropolis, and the rest Doctor Manhattan and Silk Soul just formed a team.

Facing the night wind, Adrian and Nelson walked onto the street in silence.The whole of New York was divided into three areas, and they each chose an area they were more familiar with, the Upper East Side, which was where Adrian often haunted.As for Nelson...he has no choice, as he said himself—

"Pharaoh, I appreciate your respect and trust in me, I mean it. In the situation just now... I made such an unforgivable big mistake, I should have quit, I should have been ineligible Participating in this collective action, I thought you were going to kick me out of 'violent busters'... but you chose me, and I guess I need support like the moth did."

Nelson looked at Adrian who was bathing in the moonlight beside him, and said very sincerely.In his eyes, this pharaoh is like a real gentleman and a gentleman. Although he is a little proud, smart people always have a little temper. When they met for the first time in 1966, he ran into him to comfort the lack of self-confidence. When he was a moth, he felt that the nature of this young man was not bad.

"It's nothing, captain." Adrian replied humbly and perfunctorily, but there was no trace of impatience in his demeanor, "I think each of us needs a second chance to redeem ourselves, no? Is it? You made a mistake, it doesn’t matter, what matters is how to correct it after you make a mistake.”

"Yes, you're right." Nelson nodded, his eyes full of gratitude, "I think all I can do is to find that memory that suddenly disappeared as soon as possible...Damn it, I still don't know Why would I trust a stranger even though she was a woman."

"Captain, she is a master, not like other simple and superficial women. Many times, female criminals can do better than male criminals, because they have more sensibility than men." Adrian said slowly Somehow it gave Nelson a very familiar illusion, "If I'm not wrong, she must be very good at analyzing and disguising, she knows what kind of personality can relax the vigilance of a corresponding target in the shortest time, she knows Your character is weak."

Hearing what Adrian said, Nelson suddenly realized that he really seemed to have no resistance to the character that the woman pretended to have.

"So... we need to find a chameleon..." Nelson sighed, suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Adrian, "Maybe we should go to that coffee shop? I Although I don’t remember what that woman looked like, I still remember the name of the coffee shop. The note with the name of the coffee shop that she passed to me through the homeless man is in my wallet! It’s not that if I go to a familiar place to see it Look, maybe you can find your own memory?"

"There is a certain probability." Adrian touched his chin, and a trace of obscurity flashed in his blue eyes, "Where is the note?"

"It's right here!" Nelson took out a wallet from his back pocket, and took out the note that was crumpled into pickles.The neat font on it has long been blurred, and some letters are even missing, but Adrian read the name of the store at a glance——

"r?" A chill that was so short that it could be ignored passed through Adrian's sharp eyes, and the next second he resumed his previous solemnity, "I know where this store is, I believe you can follow Get on my pace, Captain."

"Hey, who doesn't know that your pharaoh is faster than a bullet, don't mess with the old man, man." Nelson made a harmless joke, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

About 10 minutes later, they came to the coffee shop.It was late at night and the store was closed, but through the huge glass on the street, Nelson could still see the location where he was deceived by the woman in the skin of an angel.He stood outside the glass for a long time before he frowned and murmured: "I remember... I was sitting here. Not long after, she came, she..."

"Captain, let's go in and recall." Adrian leaned against the door he had pried open with his hands folded.

"Uh... ok."

Adrian's high efficiency made Nelson slightly taken aback. He nodded dully, walked in, and sat down at the table. Not long after, he fell into memories and contemplation again.Adrian knew that he must not be disturbed at this time, so he came to the back of the bar with ease, and made himself a cup of coffee as if he was at home.

The mellow aroma of coffee brought Nelson back to his consciousness. He looked at Adrian who was leisurely drinking coffee at the table next to him, and rubbed his temples.

"Pharaoh, I know you are smart, you must be smarter than her, you can definitely catch her, right?" Nelson's voice was a little discouraged, "I remembered something, but I know that alone is enough to catch her. Not that woman, but you can find her out."

"Speak." Adrian said concisely.

"Wine red hair, about 20 years old... and... seems to be an oriental, very unfamiliar, there are not many rich orientals, she speaks fluent English, without an accent... um... her name... ...I don't know, it gives me a headache just thinking about it, maybe...maybe Alice?...'

The hand on the shoulder interrupted Nelson's memory. He looked up at Adrian, but the other party only showed him a relieved and strange smile. Maybe it was the night, his eyes like the sky Now it looks like the bottomless ocean.

"You did a good job and provided a lot of useful information. Yes, Captain, I can find her. It may take a little time. I think you need to go back and get a good sleep now, and come back tomorrow during the day to see, Maybe the sun can remind you of more things."

Adrian said that the calm voice contained the magic power of a wise man, and Nelson believed it after hearing it.

The glare of the sun illuminates every dark corner of New York, and the silent streets are gradually crowded with noise and the stench of exhaust gas.Countless vagrants took to the streets from their dilapidated temporary residences, staring at every pedestrian who passed in front of them with empty and gloomy eyes.

A vagrant with a tired face and sloppy clothes came to the newspaper stand that he must visit every day. He was wearing thin clothes in the cold wind, and the wind with a foul smell made his red hair messy. He put his hands in his pockets Standing in the wind, he was originally a small man, but he gave people a feeling of being as stable as Mount Tai.

"It's you again." The owner of the newsstand obviously knew him, he grabbed him with some interest, and put a newspaper in front of him, "Well, you came at the right time, do you want to read today's morning newspaper When the morning paper was not delivered late, I thought the editor-in-chief couldn’t get up in the bed of a prostitute, but it turned out to be big news! Captain of the Metropolis, do you know? He died in a car accident! Today's front page! His original name is Nelson Gardner, hey, it sounds like the name of an American soldier!"

To the boss's surprise, the man who used to be expressionless and dead-eyed at all times, after hearing the news, a light burst out of his red-brown eyes, and he grabbed the newspaper from the boss excitedly, Look at the title above - "Death of Metropolitan Captain!" "

A huge photo of a middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood almost covered the entire page. The car accident directly went to his head. There are also some documents attached to the picture, including that the police accidentally found it in his trouser pocket. I found a captain's blindfold, and found the uniform of the captain of the metropolis in his home.

"This was intentional..." The man gripped the newspaper tightly, and his hoarse voice came out of his throat, "Damn vicious woman, trying to warn us? Impossible!" He roared excitedly, and dropped the money , Holding the newspaper and running away like crazy.

"Hey, don't you want to buy "New Marginal People"?" The boss shouted behind him, and the answer was only his back.

In the penthouse apartment of the tall Werther Group, Adrian got dressed under the service of his servants and came to the dining table. His assistant Mara walked in front of him with a few newspapers, her stiletto heels on the marble floor The knocking sound is very obvious.

"This is today's news, Mr. Witte." She said, and handed him the newspaper, "There is a big news today, maybe you will be interested."

"Huh?" Adrian snorted softly, glanced at the front page of the newspaper, the expression on his face remained unchanged, including the movement of eating, which has always maintained an unhurried elegance.

"Captain Metropolis died in a car accident, what a pity, New York lost another respected old hero." Adrian said, shaking the coffee in his cup, "Mara, help me to tell the relatives of the captain— —if Mr. Gardner has it—sends my best regards, and a bouquet of flowers at his grave."

"Okay, sir, do you have any other orders?"

Adrian didn't speak, he just took a sip of the hot coffee, snapped his fingers, ordered someone to prepare another set of cutlery, put it on the opposite side of himself, and waited for the servant to leave before pointing slowly Opposite location.

"Yes, but this is not an order, but an invitation and a suggestion." He said, picked up a sharp knife on the side, spread bright red jam on the toast, and put it on the tableware opposite him, "Now that you're here, why don't you have breakfast together? You see, the breakfast is as rich as ever."

"My honor, Mr. Werther." Mara looked at Adrian in surprise, nodded after a long time, followed her boss's instructions, and pulled out the chair.

Adrian put down the knife silently, and the jam on the knife was stained on the white tablecloth, as glaring as blood in the snow.Only then did he raise his head, his sharp eyes slashed at the woman opposite, and his tone was tinged with dissatisfaction: "You did it on purpose, Eris, to let me see that you are not Mara."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" The brown-haired and blue-eyed Western beauty in business attire sitting across from him turned into an Eastern person at some point. She blinked her almost coquettish golden-brown eyes, and took Picking up the toast, he casually took a bite.

"...Forget it." Adrian snorted softly with a half-smile, and leaned back casually, looking as lazy as an Egyptian pharaoh.The real Mara would not choose to hand him the newspaper, but read it to him, and Adrian believed that Eris must know this.

"The invitation is there, and the next step is the suggestion. Actually, I don't like helping you clean up your mess, especially when you involve that restaurant, I hope you can clean up in the future, or say , I don't like to see you intentionally, leaving a mess when you can clean it up in one go."

"Hey, is this a suggestion? Why do I sound like a threat, Ozy?~(ozy, the nickname of Pharaoh Ozymandias)" Eris said while playing with the silver knife, looking vaguely at it Glancing at Adrian, his tone was full of malice, "Look, I was so scared that my knife exploded."

As she said, she threw the knife at Adrian violently.