The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　 half an hour later.

　　 The entire apartment has been surrounded by the law enforcement forces of the New York Police Department, and the cordon of the apartment has even been placed on the corner of the street.

　　 In a medical car.

　　 With his right arm exposed, Lake, who puts on his gold-rimmed glasses again, is being treated with disinfectant from the cute nurse sister.

　　 His immortality is just to ensure that he is immortal and healthy, but he will still be injured. Unless he is shot in the head, the bullet will be discharged by itself, and the other bullets will not come out by themselves.

　　 And the pain will not disappear.

　　 "Hiss!"

　　Lake's right arm trembled slightly, and he subconsciously recovered, but was pulled back by the cute nurse.

　　The youthful, beautiful and limitless nurse did not look up, "Don't move."

　　 The voice is very low, but there is no doubt that it is like a powerful law coming.

　　Lake opened his mouth: "..."

not far away.

Joe, who was also bandaged on his forehead, came over. He just heard the conversation between Lake and the nurse. It was a little unbelievable. It was difficult to break the skin in front of him and said that it hurt. The fierce man who also kicked the grenade was linked.

　　 Joe waved away the mixed thoughts: "Are you okay."

　　Lake looked up at Joe, who was walking over with gauze on his forehead, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Okay."

"That's good."

　　 Joe was silent for a while, and said to Lake: "Thank you."

　　Lake glanced at Joe: "It's okay, when George's mission is over, I can report as soon as possible."

　　 Joe: "..."

　　 At this moment, at the exit of the apartment, two corpses and three wounded were carried out. The old grandmother at 502 opposite 503 and her son who lived with her died in the explosion.

　　 Inspector Montgomery walked over with a dark face after answering the questions from the reporter who rushed to the police belt.

　　 Joe greeted Montgomery: "Sir!"

　　 Montgomery's dark face looked at Lake sitting in the ambulance with a little helplessness: "After a month of suspension, I have forgotten that your famous saying is a big event."

　　Lake shrugged: "Sir, my famous saying is that I don't share the same with sin."

　　What big scene?

This is totally uncontrollable. After all, the New York Crime Squad dealt with some extremely vicious criminals, and different from the first and second groups, only Lake was the only one in the third group. Naturally, fire broke out when the criminals were arrested. And it is inevitable.

　　 Blame...

　　 This is all the fault of the National Rifle Association.

　　Who would let this rifle association lead to the proliferation of guns across the United States, let alone guns, if ordinary people are interested, RPG can be bought.

　　 "Oh, did I blame you for that?"

"I do not mind."

"I mind!"

Montgomery’s tone improved a bit. Looking at the gap in the apartment on the fifth floor caused by the explosion of a grenade, his eyebrows were beating fiercely: "You have just reinstated, and when you are on a mission, good guy, directly give the public loss budget for the second half of this year. Throw it in, and, what did you find?"

　　 Joe interrupted next to him: "Sir, we..."

　　Lake looked directly at Montgomery: "That Anonymous belongs to a killer organization, a killer organization that exists on the land of New York."

　　 Joe blinked.

　　 The angry expression on Montgomery's face changed, then he looked at Lake without speaking.

Lake got out of the ambulance, moved his right arm, and said to Montgomery: "That anonymous, David Comers also belongs to this killer organization. I got news from the informant. This organization some time ago A killer defected, and the organization wanted to kill the chickens and curse the monkeys, so..."

　　 talking.

　　 Lake shrugged and did not continue.

　　Informant?

　　 That doesn't exist. The reason why Lake said he was an informant was that after the incident was over, he could apply for an informant fee of up to two thousand dollars with the police station.

　　 Two thousand dollars is a drop in the price for the lottery, but two thousand dollars can make Lake's living expenses fall off this month.

　　 Maybe no one can believe it.

　　 Tangtang The leader of the New York Police Department's Third Crime Squad had to rely on corruption informant fees to support himself.

　　 "Your informant?"

"Yes, sir."

　　 "Is the news reliable?"

　　 "One hundred percent."

　　 Montgomery looked at Lake, was silent for a while, turned and walked outside: "I'll give you ten days, tell me, or I'll tell you."

　　 As soon as he appeared on the scene, he directly spent the public compensation budget of the second half of the crime team. Montgomery's heart was dripping blood. Without this, the money could be sent out as a bonus by the end of the year.

　　 But...

　　 The public compensation budget for the second half of the year, if you destroy a killer organization, huh, then Montgomery will not feel distressed, and there will even be a profit.

　　 soon.

　　 After most of the police officers who cleaned the apartment after the explosion had withdrawn from the apartment, Lake and Joe walked into the apartment again.

　　 There was a big hole in the corridor on the fifth floor.

　　 Entering the apartment of 503, the fire has been extinguished, and the entire apartment was burned in all directions. At first glance, it was completely worthless. UU reading www.uukanshu. cm

　　 Several police officers were in a messy apartment, looking for something they considered valuable from the ruins swept by the fire, such as finding out the address of a certain killer organization.

but…

　　Lake doesn’t need it at all, because the Mutual Aid Association’s address is very conspicuous. It’s on the river bank in New York near New Jersey.

　　 just...

　　 This textile factory registered a company, paid taxes formally, hired a group of deaf and mute people to work in it, and provided about 300 jobs for the New York City Municipal Government.

and so…

　　 Even if Lake knew the address of the mutual aid association, it would be tricky to lead the team directly to the door.

　　 Because there is no evidence.

　　 As expected.

Back in the office, Montgomery's face went dark after listening to Lake's request to the textile mill opponents: "You want to lead a team to contain a textile factory that donated nearly 5 million in the WTO incident last month, and still A textile factory that was visited by the mayor and governor half a month ago?"

　　Lake nodded: "Yes."

　　 Montgomery put down the pen in his hand, wiped his face, and then his eyes drifted, with an unrealistic feeling: "Do you have any evidence?"

　　 "Evidence?"

　　Lake said: "No, but there is a base camp called [Mutual Aid Association] Killer Organization. I will bring the special service team over, and I can put the evidence in front of you at night."

　　 Montgomery is not well: "You want me to hand over the special service team to you without evidence, and then follow you to a textile factory that provides jobs for the New York Disability Association to send warmth?"

　　 talking.

　　 Montgomery's face was dark: "Don't even think about it!"

　　Lake: "..."