Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

For the residents of Manhattan, the day's morning light was undoubtedly warmer and brighter than most of the past; .

Some of you may be a little spooked this morning, because the headquarters building of a financial company in the Midtown area collapsed overnight; event.

However, the official agency came out in time to give an explanation, indicating that the lack of building strength and the illegal underground construction caused the building to be severely damaged in the previous earthquake, so it took the initiative to blast and demolish it last night.And when the building collapsed, it did not affect surrounding buildings.

Of course, this kind of official explanation certainly cannot convince everyone. The media and the Internet are full of discussions, and before noon, various conspiracy theories have been thrown out one after another.

However, for most people, conspiracy theories or something is just a matter of listening to them while drinking and chatting, and no one will take them seriously.Conspiracy theories such as Area 51, National Treasure, and JFK being assassinated by mutants have been discussed for decades, and in the end they are nothing more than adding material to urban legends.

If nothing else, the financial company building incident in Midtown will gradually evolve into a new urban legend over time; in the next few years or more than ten years, it will be mentioned by Manhattanites at parties from time to time, but no A few people will really go to find out the truth.

On this morning, some "little incidents" that could easily be used as arguments by conspiracy theorists happened; Tom Zion.

Because they did not have any legal procedures such as search warrants, they were repeatedly made things difficult for several hours by the hotel security personnel, the lobby manager, and the general manager; None of the detectives had seen the billionaire who was said to be getting up in bed.

They could only negotiate with bodyguards and lawyers at the door, and their faces were flushed.And Xiangqian sat in the living room in his pajamas, listening to the quarrel outside the door with great interest.

"Just because a few irrelevant people are talking nonsense, are you going to summon Mr. Zion back to the police station?"

"Of course not, I mean, some people claim that Mr. Zion was in the financial company building in the Midtown Circle, and then the building collapsed..."

"You think Mr. Zion blew up the building? Do you know what you are doing? You are accusing the world's richest man of committing a terrorist attack. In this hotel, at least a hundred people can prove that Mr. Zion spent the whole night yesterday They all stayed in the hotel and did not go out, and who claimed to you that he appeared at the scene of the incident?"

"No, we are just doing routine investigations..."

"Routine investigation? You treat me like a three-year-old child, don't you know what a routine investigation is?" The lawyer's voice suddenly rose, "Let me tell you what a routine investigation is! Go find those who have connections with financial companies in the Midtown Circle People with business contacts are called routine investigations; you go to companies that compete with them, that is a routine investigation; you go to the construction company that built the building for them, that is also a routine investigation; you go to any People who appeared at the scene and were captured by their surveillance cameras were also routine investigations. But only a foreign tourist who came to harass a foreign tourist who had nothing to do with this company early in the morning was not called a routine investigation, it was called Much ado about nothing, or abuse of power."

"I'm on official duty. I ask Mr. Zion to assist in the investigation." Mr. Detective tried to express a tough attitude.

The lawyer sneered: "Who ordered you to perform official duties? What is the basis for asking my client to assist in the investigation?"

Assisting in the investigation is not an excuse. It requires law enforcement agencies to provide clear evidence to prove that the relevant person is directly or indirectly related to the case before they can request assistance in the investigation—especially when the target is a billionaire .

"..." The detective choked for a while, "As a detective of the Midtown New York Police Department, my duty..."

"Your first duty is to carry out the orders of the superior officer. Can you tell me which officer gave you the order? I can call and ask. Is it the chief of the NYPD headquarters and the Midtown Police Department? Can you Don't tell me, it's up to you to make up your own mind."

The voice of the lawyer outside the door became higher and higher, while that of the police detective became lower and lower; Xiang Qiang smiled indifferently, losing interest in the debate.

Through some "friends", he already knew the tone of the New York City government and the White House on this incident; within half an hour, as soon as the official announcement came out, the detective would have to leave in despair.

It's just a normal construction blasting of a dangerous building. Where did the case come from?What is there to check?

He turned forward and walked back to the bedroom.

The morning sun shines in the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole room is brightened; the warm light shines on the elegant decoration and furniture, revealing a low-key luxury.In such an environment, the existence of certain things seems rather abrupt; for example, there are leather jackets, leather pants, black silk underwear, cloaks, shirts, etc. on the carpet.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed in, Erica on the bed immediately opened her eyes and stared at him intently.Her eyes moved with the man, and when the man stood on the edge of the bed and looked down at her, she supported the bed with both hands and propped up her upper body.

The thin blanket on his body slid down to his waist, and his upper body was completely exposed, facing the man's gaze, revealing the firm curves he had acquired through years of martial arts training.

Reaching forward to lift her chin, fingertips slide under the chin: "You said you want to relive Erica's past memories, looking for human feelings, did you find it?"

"It's a bit like it, but every time it feels worse, it's different from what I remember."

"Isn't it, is it that bad?" Qianqian laughed, and the touch of his fingertips became warm, "Not once in the bathtub, on the washstand, on the floor-to-ceiling windows, on the carpet?"

Erica lifted her chin and got rid of her forward fingertips. Her original stern face was full of obsequiousness: "No. You performed very well last night, but there is something missing... the memory is missing. The kind of wildness that can tear people apart and completely conquer their own kind."

"I'm so sorry, I let you down."

"Perhaps you would like to try again?"

Her straight arms are bent down, her palms are no longer supporting the bed, but her elbows; her upper body is half lying down, her slender and powerful legs are curled up, her knees are tightly closed and swing slightly from time to time, sending out an obvious invitation to the man Signal.

Charm is a talent that almost every woman can learn without a teacher—it just depends on whether she is willing to use it seriously.

By the time Erica regained the ability to speak sensibly, it was night; the morning sunlight was replaced by colorful lights inside and outside the room, and she broke free from the forward realm of the soul as if fleeing for her life.

The moment she woke up, as if she had been rescued from drowning, she crawled on all fours, panting heavily.Even the body transformed by "Hei Kong" took more than ten minutes to calm down.

"Do you remember it?"

Erica's eyes were blurred: "Yes, I remembered; as a human being, a human woman, that feeling..."

"Aren't I the key to the problem? The feeling I gave you, and only I can let you relive it; I am the most critical existence in this memory."

"Yes, you reminded me of all this..." Erica turned and looked forward, "In return, I can tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

"I've seen those supporters who work with Alexandra." Erica's tone was calm, but the words were surprising.

"Who, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Before? Maybe it's because I haven't recalled it yet?" Erica gave a charming smile that didn't match her expression and temperament. "Also, I'm not sure if those are the supporters behind the scenes, or they are just running errands?"

"them?"

"Yes, they. I've seen two people with blue skin and weird clothes. They look like aliens at first glance." Erica said, "Alexandra ordered the undead to be dispatched after meeting them." Ninjas have invaded your lab."

"Blue skin? Is it like this?" Call forward the "superstar" photo stored in the electronic bracelet; in the photo, the Kerry woman's facial features are blurred, but her limbs and neck are exposed in large areas.

Erica pointed to the projection screen and said, "Yes, it is this color. However, this one looks like a woman, and the two Alexandra saw should be men."

"The new 'Black Sky' is also provided by them?" Qianqian asked.

"I don't know about that; when I was arrested by the Hand, they already got the 'black space'." Erica got up from the bed, dragged her limp limbs, and tremblingly walked into the bathroom.

Xiangqian smiled and was about to follow in, but Erica pushed her out: "NO, don't come; I want to take a good bath. If you come in, I won't even think about leaving tonight."

"You want to leave?"

"Hmm, it's getting dark, and it's a good time to leave; you don't want people to see the new leader of the Hand come out of your room, do you?"

Leaning forward at the door of the bathroom, he watched the beauty enter the bath intently: "Where are you going after you leave? Five fingers are broken, and the hand will fall apart. Do you, the new leader, want to put it back together again?"

"Not yet; maybe, I'll go find Matt." Erica turned around under the shower, looking forward without hesitation, the water flowing along different curves, "I can feel him The love for the former Erica is another deep memory besides you."

"Oh? What is related to me is the memory on the physical level, and what is related to him is the memory on the psychological level?"

"Is that so?" Erica was surprised and suddenly realized, "Perhaps...it really is. If both memories can be restored, will it be possible to completely restore Erica's soul—my soul? "

"The problem of the soul is very mysterious. I can't guarantee it for you. I can only say that I wish you good luck."

Erica gave another charming smile: "Well, maybe I will come back to you one day in the future? It depends on whether the memory at the physical level prevails, or the memory at the psychological level."

"Aha, I can't promise anything else, but the bedroom is always open for you..."