screenwriter mystery

Chapter 189 Going Alone
"Are you breaking up on a bad day?"

At the "Modern Family" wrap-up party in Los Angeles.

Looking at the scene on the system panel, Zhao Yuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

There was not much surprise on the expression on his face.

After all, reality is not a movie.

Even in the movie, without the premise of the destruction of the earth, S.H.I.E.L.D. could not successfully unite the Avengers team.

Not to mention, three teenagers who suddenly acquired 'super powers'.

……

"Zhao, everyone is waiting for you..."

Here, when Zhao Yuan was looking at the scene on the system panel, his thoughts drifted away.

At the party, Sofia Vergara's voice drew him back.

Turning his head to look at the people in the party, many of them gave him good looks, which fully proved the prestige of the main creator in the play.

Holding the wine glass, Zhao Yuan immediately integrated into the party with a smile.

While Zhao Yuan attended the "Modern Family" wrap-up party, he was developing the script.

Everyone at BSI in New York is struggling with the 'superhero' case.

……

"No useful clues about what happened..."

Returning from the scene of the latest 'superhero'-related crime scene, Agent Phil shook his head with a look of exhaustion on his face.

"They were flying so fast, we couldn't catch up at all."

Touching the water pool, the strength of the three of Andrew became stronger.

"And the appearance of those imitators made the investigation of the whole case more troublesome."

Although, the death of the imitator a few days ago made some hot-headed people realize the danger of the so-called 'superheroes', and gave up their plans to continue.

However, there are still some fanatical imitators who continue their actions.

Their approach created a huge obstacle for the investigation of Amanda and others.

With 'superheroes' constantly appearing in various places, they not only need to distinguish which ones are really related to the actions of the three 'superheroes', and which ones are imitation cases of imitators, but also need to arrange for the police to rush to the scene , to avoid the situation where the previous imitator died again.

In the death case of imitators that happened some time ago, public opinion was not only unfriendly to the three so-called "superheroes", but also expressed strong dissatisfaction with the New York Police Department.

And as a specialized agency for this case.

Naturally, BSI has also been under tremendous pressure, although the pressure on the surface was taken over by the New York Police Department.

But in reality, within the Coalition government.

The BSI headquarters has received calls from the Pentagon more than once, urging them to find out the identity of the 'superhero' as soon as possible to prevent the topic from spreading further.

From this point of view.

Apparently, government agencies don't really like so-called 'superheroes', either in the movies or in reality.

Especially in the real world, under the premise that there is no such catastrophe as the destruction of the world, no government agency will appear against organizations or individuals who like to challenge the government's law enforcement power.

"There's something new happening, boss."

BSI provisionally.

Hearing Agent Phil's words, Angela, who had been silently facing the computer, suddenly spoke.

"There are police calls, there are 'superheroes' in Manhattan..."

Clicking on the phone recording of the New York Police Department, Angela quickly moved her hands on the keyboard, and quickly found the nearby surveillance video according to the location of the alarm call.

"Judging from the uniform shape and body shape comparison."

"The one who appeared in the XXX block of Manhattan should be one of the three 'superheroes'."

"Everyone, get ready to go."

Although, it is not clear why only one of the 'superheroes' appeared this time, but Amanda didn't have much time to think about it.

Her gaze swept across the people at BSI in front of her, and she paused for a moment on Spike.

"This time, Spike and I act together."

……

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Fly in through the window.

As soon as he entered the room, Andrew heard a violent cough from the next room.

Andrew wasn't lying, things had gotten worse for his mother since a few days ago.

Some time ago, he was immersed in the identity of a 'superhero', intentionally or unintentionally ignoring this point, so that he didn't care about it.

However, as his mother's physical condition became more and more serious, Andrew found himself unable to ignore it all.

He has to do something.

Standing in the room, Andrew silently clenched his fists as he heard the increasingly violent coughing coming from the next room.

boom!
However, the next moment.

The closed door was opened heavily, and the man rushed into his room reeking of alcohol.

"Andrew, don't think I don't know what you've been doing these days. You sneaked out to hang out with your group of friends, and left your sick mother at home to suffer alone..."

With a wine bottle in his hand, the man looked at Andrew and growled.

"You little bastard, I paid for your schooling, and you're taking my money for fooling around, and if it wasn't for paying your tuition, your mother would have gotten better treatment... If it wasn't for your mother's damn illness, I will not be reduced to what I am now, both of you, mother and son, are burdens on me, because your life and mine are a mess..."

The man shook his body, complaining drunkenly about his life.

He looked at Andrew, who was unmoved in front of him, and the expression on his face became a little more angry.

Throwing the wine bottle in his hand to the place, with a crisp sound, the man rushed to Andrew's face and stretched out his hand, about to smash it on Andrew's head.

"……what!"

However, the next second.

The expression on the man's drunken face became astonished.

He found that his body could not move, and the fist that was thrown at Andrew's head was directly fixed in front of him.

"I went to Fu**you's public school..."

Clenched fists, looking into the man's face.

As Andrew's voice fell, the man's body began to float.

And Andrew continued to say word by word: "Public schools don't charge money, you idiot!"

boom!
Accompanied by Andrew's words, the man's body flew out and hit the wall of the room heavily, sending out violent vibrations.

And Andrew took steps, walked past the man in pain, and came to the bedroom where his mother was.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Standing on the head of the bed, looking at the pained mother, Andrew said with a gloomy face.

"I'll do everything I can to make you feel better, Mom, I promise."

While speaking, Andrew stretched out his palm and placed it on the woman's body.

(End of this chapter)