Light Knight: People in Marvel, love to make friends most (Marvel debt king, love to make friends)

[Light Knight Stealth Assassination Armed]!

A low, almost silent roll call sounded in the toilet cubicle. Li Ming, who had completed his transformation, looked down at his armor. With a thought, his outer robe squirmed and changed into his original clothes.

The visor then merged into the body, revealing Li Ming's original appearance.

If it wasn't for the shrinking ring marks on the waist, it would be almost the same as before the transformation.

"Sure enough!"

Li Ming nodded in satisfaction. Although the camouflage looked exactly the same as his own, the various skills it blessed still existed, and only some equipment and props could be used without the camouflage.

But this shortcoming is completely harmless at this time.

Importantly, this way he would be able to pick the lock and get into Martin Lee's office without drilling the vent.

That's Peter's patent, and he still doesn't imitate it!

Walking out of the toilet, he greeted his acquaintances with his usual expression. Taking advantage of the empty front and back, and no one passing by, Li Ming decisively approached Martin Lee's office.

Lifting the wrist lightly, the Hidden Blade popped out, inserted into the keyhole, shook a few times, and heard a click, the door lock was opened.

Li Ming decisively unscrewed the handle, opened a crack in the door, and quickly got into it.

"Ok?"

As soon as he entered the office, Li Ming looked around and suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he caught some strange sounds in the quiet room.

After searching along the volume of the sound, Li Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at the vent on the ceiling. The sound seemed to be coming from there.

He frowned: "It's a bit like the sound of electric sparks... Could it be that Martin Lee connected high-voltage electricity here?"

If it was him before, he would definitely not have such keen senses to capture such subtle abnormalities.

But now with the gradual development of [The Power of the Light Knight], Li Ming's physical fitness and perception ability have improved a lot, and only then can he realize the abnormality.

"Perhaps, he made a high-voltage electric trap or something... Anyone who tries to find clues to his crime will be killed by this trap!"

Li Ming looked at the office where everything was going as usual, raised his vigilance, and searched the office.

Soon, his attention was attracted by the enshrined photos on one side of the room.

"Are these...Martin Lee's parents? Although I have been to the office before, I have never seen them seriously..."

Li Ming carefully looked at the whole photo, and then found a small hole on the side of the photo frame.

"Huh? This looks a bit like a keyhole, where is the key?"

"I hope it won't be carried by Martin Lee!"

Having discovered something, Li Ming followed his train of thought and came to Martin Lee's desk, and began to rummage through the drawers.

He has already searched other places, but there is no hidden key or evidence clue, and only this most likely place, Li Ming, has not been searched yet.

Turning on the computer, Li Ming flipped through the files inside. It was clean, and they were all related information about homeless shelters. There was no problem at all.

Li Ming had anticipated this, so he turned off the phone and opened the drawer, but the drawer that he thought would be locked was easily opened by him.

There was only a diary with a black cover in the drawer. When Li Ming picked it up, he found that one of the pages happened to contain a key. Judging from the thickness and size, it obviously coincided with the keyhole on the photo frame.

Despite this gain, the search could continue.

But at this moment, Li Ming was attracted by the content on the page with the key in the diary.

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dear may,

Before long you would start hearing rumors about me, that I was a terrorist, a murderer.

Those words are true.

But the story we wrote together, the story of the charity shelter is also true!

I hope you know that I have always believed in our mission, not to do superficial tricks for others to see, but to act sincerely from the bottom of my heart.

Helping one person is helping everyone.

Please don't let my weakness shake your faith, you are strong, May.

You are powerful enough to write a new story at the Charity Shelter, a new story free from my fault.

Thank you for your dedication, the charity shelter will be handed over to you in the future!

Martin

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Li Ming looked down word by word, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, until he finished the last sentence, he couldn't help but sighed.

His past life memories told him that Martin Lee had symptoms of split personality, but in a series of contacts since Li Ming awakened his memory, Martin Lee showed more of his evil side.

Therefore, Li Ming ignored how kind the man who established this relief center was originally...

In other words, as evil as Mr. Negative is, Martin Lee is so kind!

Until one of them completely eroded and assimilated the other...

Judging from the contents of the diary, Martin Lee seems to have been prepared long ago. He chose to entrust the relief center, which was entrusted with the goodwill in his heart, to Aunt May.

The contents of the diary were reserved for Aunt Mei, and he probably left this key on purpose. Perhaps there is evidence of crime left by Martin Lee behind the photo frame.

And asking Aunt Mei to hand over the criminal evidence to the police can draw a clear line with him...

"Martin..."

Li Ming took a deep breath, buried the mixed feelings in his heart, put the blank diary back in the drawer, turned and walked towards the photo frame.

The key was inserted, and the photo frame opened, revealing the mechanism inside.

"Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish?"

Looking at the black and white circular pattern on the machine inside, Li Ming complained, turned the lower knob, and finally got a Tai Chi pattern.

pat!

The secret door opened in response, and a secret room appeared in front of Li Ming.

A single overhead light casts white light, illuminating a table at the far end of the room, as well as colorful photographs on the walls.

"Could it be that Martin Lee usually plans here?"

Li Ming was thinking, guarding against possible traps, walked to the table, and saw the folder that Mary Jane got that day at a glance!

"Finally something has been achieved! Mary Jane only remembers a rough idea and can only be used as a reference, but with this document, maybe we can know Martin Lee's next plan..."

"Hmm... this is a voice recorder? Why did Martin Lee leave such a thing here? Is it also to provide evidence for Aunt Mei?"

After putting down the file, Li Ming picked up the equally conspicuous recording pen on the table, and pressed the play button with doubts.

Inside the machine, Martin Lee's deep and manic voice came out.

"I can feel my strength growing...feeding on my rage!"

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"If my father sees it, he may say that I have lost my way of balance..."

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"But he will never understand that the only way to fight a monster is to become a monster!"

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As soon as Martin's growling growl stopped, the recording content came to an abrupt end.

"Martin..."

Holding the recording pen, Li Ming sighed deeply, and there was a surge of anger in his heart for no reason. All the previous experiences flashed before his eyes, and finally turned into a sentence of gritted teeth and suppressed anger:

"Norman Osborn...you bastard! You're a bloody scourge!"