Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Evenson, after agreeing rather "reluctantly" to assist Nicklever in this plan, took his leave and went home.

Otherwise, what else can you do?Stay here with Nick Fury naming the various stages of the plan?At present, this so-called second phase plan only confirms that it will make a fuss about the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.

But where is this article going to be done, what kind of transformation is going to be done to the place, and who, besides Evenson, is going to be involved?None of this has been settled.Therefore, after estimation, it will take at least three or four months for Evanson to really play his role, that is, to officially start experiments on the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.

Evenson will not waste such a long time, it is enough for him to do a lot of things.

Before evening, Evanson finally returned to the shop where he had been away for a long time. In fact, it didn't take long, only about a week.

He parked the car at the door, took a shower and had a good sleep after returning in the morning. After all, one thing happened one after another in the past few days, and he didn't get much rest.But before he could enter the door, he felt a cold air suddenly rise from behind, making him shudder.

"Speak directly and do what you say. This is my way of forbearance! Thank you for being able to say such words!" The voice that originally said this sentence was clear and sweet, but Evanson heard it. Vigorous resentment.

At this time, Evanson suddenly remembered that on the day he left, he promised Claire to play games with her in the evening to gain points, but the result was that he let her go for more than a week.

Evanson turned around stiffly and saw Claire looking at him with a smile on her face, but he truly felt the majesty and terror of the war pigeon clan chief.

"Um, Claire... I really didn't mean to let you off the hook..." Evanson explained in a panic, "I didn't expect this business to be so troublesome at the beginning that it would take so long."

"What kind of business takes so long? Selling mysterious supplies?" Claire glanced at Evanson's dilapidated door, as if to say, someone would actually come to you to discuss business?Isn't he afraid of losing money?

"I not only buy mysterious supplies, I also have many other part-time jobs..." Evanson said mysteriously, "For example...private detective."

"Oh?" Claire immediately became interested when she heard this, and said in the same mysterious tone, "Just like that... high school student who is always in the first grade of elementary school?"

"Um... more or less." Evenson thought to himself. It was really easy to deal with this kind of two-dimensional otaku, and he could easily divert her attention.

"So you went to solve the case this time?" Claire asked curiously.

"That's right, I..." Evanson was about to start talking nonsense, but was stopped by the other party.

"I know the rules of your business..." Claire glanced at the pedestrians on the road secretly, as if she was trying to communicate with someone. "You will never leak customer information, but if you can tell me something, If you pass by, that’s great, come on, come to my shop.”

Just like that, before Evanson could refuse, he was dragged into the nearby store by Claire.

"Okay, guests, we are closed today. Thank you for your patronage." Claire dragged Evanson by one hand and shouted to the customers in the store as soon as she returned to the store.

It has to be said that Evanson was hit hard as soon as he was dragged in. He found that there were probably more customers buying things in Claire's store than in his own store in a week.

But fortunately, Evanson has been hit like this many times, and he has long been used to it. Alas... why does it sound so sad?

"All right

Say it now. "After all the customers were gone, Claire immediately came over like a curious kitten, intending to listen to Evanson's detective story.

"Um..." Evanson's mind was spinning rapidly. At this moment, he was possessed by Conan Doyle, possessed by O'Hicock, possessed by Edogawa Ranpo, and possessed by the old thief Gosho Aoyama. At this moment, he was not alone... "This This incident was mainly about the internal grievances and hatreds between the two wealthy families..."

After an hour and a half, Evanson finally finished telling these two stories vividly. He found that he was really lacking in talent if he did not write novels.

And Claire's curiosity was greatly satisfied. "That is to say, a noble son from a family with a mafia background ran away from home because he was dissatisfied with his father's rule. Later, he recruited his subordinates and planned to kill his father to gain power. And he also instigated the assassination sent by his father?"

"The other family is also a wealthy family, but the eldest son of the family head was young and energetic, so he was kicked out of the house by his father. After that, his brother suddenly realized that he was an adopted son, and suffered from a mental disorder. Decided to kill his eldest brother, force his father to death, and reach the pinnacle of life?"

"And you were pointing east and west, instigating a fight between the two families, and finally resolved the incident satisfactorily?"

"Well, that's pretty much it." Evanson nodded in agreement.

"Hmph." Claire made a face. "If I believe you, there will be ghosts. Which mafia family would ask you to be a detective? Their eyes are lame?"

"Haha" Evanson laughed dryly, thinking, don't believe it, the man who invited me is indeed very dark, and his eyes are indeed lame.

"But forget it. Seeing that your story is well written, I will forgive you." Claire said with a sudden smile.

"But..." Claire found the door and locked it. "You have to finish what you promised me. It's not much. Just win 50 games tonight!"

"50 wins?" Evenson's face turned pale and he couldn't finish the game all night long!I haven't slept for two nights.

After a night…

Evanson dragged his exhausted body out of Claire's shop, as if his body had been squeezed dry.But if he was really fucked by a beautiful woman, he couldn't tell how beautiful it would be. But it was clear that a man and a woman were alone in the same room, and it was the dead of night. They went to play games all night and did nothing. This was sad. That's the story.

"Huh?" Evanson walked to the door of his home in a daze, only to find a man staring at his car.

Evenson was surprised. Although his car was indeed eye-catching, it had been a while since he had it. The nearby residents had long been accustomed to its existence. After the novelty passed, It’s rare for anyone to stop and watch like this.

So Evanson paid attention, but the more he looked, the more suspicious he became.

First of all, this man looked very strong, with well-developed muscles in his upper body. Evanson could tell that they were not dead muscles with no explosive power that could be trained in the gym.

Moreover, the look in his eyes when he looked at the car was very complicated, including vicissitudes of life, accidents, nostalgia, and even hatred, but there was no envy that ordinary people would show when they saw this car for the first time.

Looking at his attire, he seemed to be a soldier. The gray T-shirt on the front, which was wet with sweat, had the American military emblem printed on it. He also wore a pair of beige military trousers on his lower body.

Wait... Evanson frowned. That style of military trousers should have been eliminated long ago... This man looks to be in his 20s. He shouldn't have the chance to wear this style of military uniform?

Hmm... Could it be... Evanson narrowed his eyes and remembered someone, could it be him.