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Chapter 140 I saw a ghost

After a while of Jessica Jones-style special interrogation, she managed to get the information she wanted from the gangsters.She sorted out the ins and outs of the matter, and it seemed that this was the case.

The well-known Paso Group in New York contacted the middlemen of local smuggling activities because of some cargo transportation problems that they did not want to appear on paper, and used extremely generous prices to attract smugglers to come to do a big deal.

But according to Jessica's investigation, it seems that not only the child Elvis Yates she is investigating is missing, but all the smugglers involved in this transaction seem to be missing.

In the worst case, it might be that the incidents these people participated in were so important that the consignor disregarded the rules and got rid of everyone, so that no one could leak the details of the transaction .

Temple, the smuggler interrogated by Jessica with threats of violence, thinks so, and suggests that Jessica should also let it go.There are rumors that the Paso Group may actually have a very strong backing support, because if you pay attention, you will find that all the people who have stood in the way of the Paso Group since its establishment until now seem to have ended badly.

Of course, this may be a coincidence, and there is no evidence to support this conjecture, but this is the result.From its inception to today, the Passo Group has been going well all the way. Even if there were any obstacles, they all disappeared quickly. For example, Norman Osborn happened to be discovered at a critical moment of competition with the Passo Group It turned out that he was actually the Green Goblin, and he was burned to death in his own home for unknown reasons.

"A big company like the Paso Group, they always have something that needs to be transmitted, something that they don't want the authorities or the public to know." Temple said, "Any big company It's not surprising that there are more or less things like this. But if anyone is so self-righteous that he thinks he can compete with them, then that person must be crazy."

The complex life experience has allowed private investigator Jessica Jones to witness the unbelievably dark side of many human societies, so she is not so surprised by the incident itself.Although Jessica Jones was a sharp, trouble-hating fellow, she had never had the habit of giving up on events in which she had been involved, no matter how formidable opponents she had to face.

After going around and asking several groups of smugglers to ask questions, someone finally revealed a location to her.It is said that no matter what the specific work content of the entrusting party is, the location is at a certain dock in the city.

It was close to nine o'clock in the evening, and Jessica followed the address to this pier.This port has been basically abandoned, and it is not likely that a living person will come to this kind of place all year round.There are rusty broken ships docked on the shore, the backs of dilapidated houses are covered with trees and vines, and the docks are full of abandoned containers of various colors.

Jessica searched along the pier one by one, and found it after about half an hour.

A huge blue container, with a huge word, Passo Technology, clearly spelled out in white letters on the steel shell.

It looked like this was what she was looking for.

Jessica turned half a circle around the container and came to the door of the container.She stretched out her hand and opened the door with strange force.She took two steps aside, allowing the street lights to shine into the dark container from behind.

With the help of dim street lights, she could vaguely see that there seemed to be a box inside, a square black cube, about three meters high.There is a line of what looks like a label, AXCR-3920, printed in neat small characters on its upper edge.

There were soft footsteps behind him.

She turned her head and found that there were two more people behind her at some point.A black man and a white man. The black man is 1.9 meters tall, and he is as black as a huge tree stump in the night.The white man was short, wearing a baseball cap and a greasy T-shirt.

They stood there silently, but their intentions were evident.Jessica speculated that they might be the guys responsible for smuggling.She raised her hands, walked forward, and said, "Hey guys, I seem to be a little lost. Can any of you tell me how to get on 109th Street?"

While she was speaking, she had already approached a sufficient distance.She punched suddenly, and slammed straight at the white boy's face.Convincing them first and asking questions later was always her way of doing things.

But to her surprise, the white boy easily blocked her fist as soon as he raised his hand.

Jessica couldn't help being surprised.She is very clear about how strong her arm is, even if she intentionally suppresses the strength when she punches, this punch is by no means a category that an ordinary human can handle.But this guy who came out of nowhere just picked it up, and it was so bland, it seemed effortless.

But what surprised her even more was yet to come.The white boy turned his head slightly when he raised his hand to catch the punch, and the street lights more than ten meters away illuminated his face under his baseball cap.Jessica narrowed her eyes and looked at him, then asked suspiciously, "Elvis?"

Isn't this the same Elvis Yates she was looking for under the commission?Could it be that Mr. Landlord forgot to mention that he is still a superpower?
The black companion next to him also shot - shot, to be precise.He kicked Jessica hard on the lower abdomen, which caused a sharp pain in her abdomen, and the whole body was thrown out like a face cannon, and a container behind her was severely crushed. go in.

Jessica clutched her burning belly.Dude, two superpowers, since when have superpowers become so worthless?
Something is wrong with these two.It's not that there's something wrong with their strange powers, but that there's something wrong with their gloomy but dull expressions, as well as their weird and penetrating aura.Jessica even felt for a moment that there seemed to be a purple light overflowing from the corner of their eyes.

There was silence in the port, and a cool breeze blew from the direction of the water.Jessica feels like she's stepped onto the set of some spooky thriller.

The two rushed up side by side.

Jessica is not particularly expert in fighting skills, and she often just relies on her own strange strength to fight.But fortunately, these two obviously don't know much about fighting, and their brute force is also a bit worse than Jessica's.

Jessica blocked the black man's punch with her left hand, and held the fist from Elvis with her right hand, and swept the black man's abdomen with her left leg.She had never attacked anyone with such force, and this leg could even bend a steel plate.But the black man only staggered back two steps, and then continued to rush forward like a normal person.

He didn't even twitch his facial muscles the whole time, as if he didn't feel any pain.

Then Elvis punched Jessica hard in the face.She felt a sharp pain in her cheek, and the corner of her mouth seemed to be cracked.But she kicked him somersaulting with an even harder kick.Then she embraced the black man's arm that he waved again with both arms, lifted him up from the ground, and smashed him headfirst to the ground.With Jessica's arm strength, she can easily lift the car with one hand, so the power of this smash can be imagined.The big black man was knocked unconscious on the spot, paralyzed on the ground and motionless.

Elvis, who was kicked over, wanted to stand up and fight again, but Jessica punched him in the face unceremoniously and knocked him to the ground.This time, she punched with seven points of strength, and even the truck could be knocked over.Elvis threw his head up and fell down, also passed out and didn't move.

Jessica let out a long breath.She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, the corner of her mouth was hot and sticky, it seemed to be bleeding.

What a ghost.She began to feel more and more that something was wrong with this trip, even a little sinister.The detective's instinct told her that maybe this was the part where she really should let go. The case had already involved some parts beyond the scope of her work.

But on the bright side, at least she found Elvis, the target of her mission, except that the kid looked a little high on steroids, and the super fierce kind.

Before the private investigator had time to decide what to do, the situation changed again beyond her expectations.

This time the attack came from a shadowy corner that was completely out of the reach of street lights, like a beast that had been waiting for a long time and finally waited for the prey to show its weakness and make a fatal pounce.It was too late when Jessica realized something was wrong, and she was slammed into the container shell with irresistible force by a pair of huge hands.A dark, huge and extremely disgusting monster was close to her face, with a long disgusting tongue sticking out of its mouth, and a cruel smile hung on its fangs.

"My God!" Jessica stretched out her arms with all her strength to block the black monster from trying to bite off her head, "What the hell are you?"

The monster actually spoke, with a thick, nasal voice.

"We are Venom!"

(End of this chapter)