Anti-hero of a certain comic

The next day, early in the morning.

Quentin Lance and his colleagues came to the famous commercial building in Star City. There were several police cars parked downstairs and media reporters swarmed in.

The injured were carried on stretchers and sent into medical ambulances under the flash of cameras. The onlookers were secretly speculating on what kind of vicious incident had occurred.

"Just last night, after twelve o'clock, the hooded man found Adam Hunter."

After the black-hearted businessman in Star City was threatened, he immediately called the police, but he did not believe in the strength of the Star City police and spent his own money to hire a group of professional bodyguards and gunmen.

"It is initially determined that the murderer is the hooded killer who is good at using bows and arrows. According to the remaining traces of battle at the scene, that guy defeated many of Adam Hunter's bodyguards with just one person's strength. It can be said to be extremely dangerous. "

After hearing the introduction from his black colleague, Quentin Lance frowned. Who is this hooded man?

The first appearance of the other party was after Oliver Queen was kidnapped by a group of unidentified gangsters. The bastard claimed that a hooded man saved him and Tommy Merlin.

Originally, Lance thought this was Oliver Queen's nonsense. Who would have thought that the hooded man then shot Adam Hunter's bodyguard with a bow and arrow in the underground garage, and then threatened to extort 4000 million US dollars.

"Why didn't the police officer on duty last night notice anything?"

Lance suddenly thought, if Adam Hunter was attacked by the hooded man after twelve o'clock last night, why did the police not discover the situation until five o'clock in the morning?

"According to the police officer's confession, there was a brief power outage in this building last night, but Adam Hunter himself said that it was just the aging of the property facilities and did not require the police's help. Moreover, no gunshots were heard throughout the process. Maybe it was the building's The sound insulation effect is too good.”

The black colleague shrugged. Who would have thought that the hooded man could single-handedly defeat a security team of more than 30 people.

Quentin Lance hurriedly walked out of the elevator. Star City has not been peaceful recently. Martin Summers, who controlled the port terminal, and the Triads who had cooperated happily fell out for some reason. Small-scale frictions continued, and Frank Botina You seem to be getting involved.

There are turbulent undercurrents among these gangs in private. There is no telling when a fight will break out, making the atmosphere inside the police station extremely tense. Now there is a Robin Hood with a bow and arrow, robbing the rich and giving to the poor. It is really a headache.

"What a fucking lunatic"

Lance walked into the scene and couldn't help but curse.

Adam Hunt, the bald businessman who was often brought to court, was nailed to a wall alive

The other person opened his hands like a suffering Jesus, and dozens of aluminum alloy arrows penetrated through his arms, legs and chest. Dried blood was flowing on the wall. It looked like an abstract painting, which was extremely terrifying. visual effects.

"This seems like something only a lunatic can do. He shoots with bows and arrows without covering up his behavior at all. When has such a person ever appeared in Star City?"

The black colleague standing nearby sighed.

"You can ask a psychologist to conduct a profile and see if they can roughly describe the physical characteristics of the criminal. I have a hunch that since he is so arrogant, he will definitely commit another crime."

Lance squinted his eyes. His many years of experience as a police officer allowed him to smell an unusual smell.

"Detective, the only thing left at the scene is this arrow shaft, which is about 29 inches long. It is made of aluminum alloy. It is characterized by low density, high strength, good plasticity, and is easy to process. We can guess that the other party used a recurve bow. The poundage and tension They are all amazing, there is no brand logo on it, and there are suspected traces of polishing and processing, so it was probably made by the murderer himself."

A colleague from the Physical Evidence Division, wearing rubber gloves, showed Quentin Lance the aluminum alloy arrow in a plastic bag.

"The hooded man who threatens, blackmails, breaks into, and kills violently better pray that I don't catch him."

Lance snorted coldly. If this vicious crime was not resolved quickly and effectively, the Star City Police Department would be under great pressure from public opinion.

Just when the police were busy, the news about the hooded man once again made the headlines and caused an unprecedented sensation.

People are constantly debating this kind of behavior. Whether a violent and cruel vigilante exists is a good thing or a bad thing.

The rich people began to feel insecure. A madman with a bow and arrow appeared in the city and shot others everywhere. This involuntarily caused panic to grow.

"how so"

Oliver, who was staying at Quinn's mansion, was holding the newspaper with the morning news, looking in disbelief.

Yesterday, he just gave Adam Hunter a small warning and took 4000 million from the other party to return it to the victims who had been deceived.

But in the blink of an eye, he heard the news that Adam Hunter had been murdered, and the murderer happened to be himself.

This was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Oliver. He returned to this city to save his father's mistakes and prevent the fall of Star City.

Not to be accused of murder and become a wanted criminal by the police.

"Who is setting me up?"

Oliver was puzzled and lowered his head in thought.

"He better pray he doesn't get caught by me or else"

Clenching his palms tightly and crumpling the newspaper into a ball, Oliver's eyes showed a wild light.

He has undergone cruel torture and training on Purgatory Island, and is no longer the rich boy he was before.

Killing is not difficult for Oliver today

"He's going to get angry and then look for the truth which should give our vigilante some peace of mind for a while."

In the training room on the second floor of White Manor, Leo was sparring with Ms. Siwa. His fists and feet kept punching the air, making dull explosions.

"Why not use a more direct method? Oliver Queen is not your opponent, although he is indeed a master of archery and seems to be proficient in multiple ancient martial arts schools."

Ms. Siwa's body skills are flexible and she can predict the punching movements in advance before Leo takes action every time.

This is an innate instinct developed through many years of martial arts practice, and few opponents can crack it.

"Because I want to solve the problem at its root. Killing Oliver Queen is too simple and crude, and lacks sufficient reasons. If I want to use violence to eliminate every threat, sooner or later I will become an enemy of the entire world. Vigilantes got in my way, so I wanted him to understand that there is no difference in the nature of violence. He sent five people to the hospital last night with arrows piercing their arms or shoulders, and two others were shot to death. Although Oliver Queen Well, I just blocked the gun with these two poor guys and didn't do it myself."

"You see, a ridiculous idea was born. Without my intervention, he would have earned the title of vigilante and been regarded as a guardian angel in the dark for not nailing Adam Hunt to the wall. vigilante"

"So what's the difference between me, the real murderer, the cold-hearted murderer of Adam Hunt, and Oliver Queen, the silent vigilante?"

Leo's words came in rapid succession, and his right leg kicked out an afterimage, causing strong winds.

Ms. Siwa seemed to be slightly absent-minded. She was grabbed by the lapel of her clothes by Leo who was approaching her, and then she fell to the ground with the throwing technique Shanlan in judo.

"You are making rapid progress."

Ms. Siwa, who was pulled up by Leo, chuckled. This student was gradually approaching her own level in terms of strength and skills.

"It's a compliment. I'm really honored to receive your approval."

Sweat dripped from Leo's forehead. He took a towel to wipe it and continued the topic: "The Star City I hope for is a city of tomorrow that can maintain stable order, even if it still has black-hearted capitalists, corrupt bureaucrats and evildoers. gangs, but instead of resorting to violence and spreading fear, we should try to use the method of Malcolm Merlyn's small group to start change from the superstructure."

"Of course, that all has to wait until Oliver Queen and Malcolm Merlyn are out."

Leo's thinking is clear. This world is different from the studio next door. It's not that superheroes stay in a city in piles, but they have their own inherent territory.

For example, Batman rarely leaves Gotham. Superman spends most of his time in Metropolis except for occasionally getting involved in international disputes. The Flash is the savior of Midtown and will visit Keystone City from time to time.

So judging from this situation, if you want to chat and laugh with the big guys of the Justice League in the future, the worst you can do is become the maker of order in a city.

The crime rate in Star City is much lower than that of Gotham, and the level of villains is far lower than that of Midtown. It also has a developed economy and a large population, so it is undoubtedly a good choice.

"As my first springboard"

Leo thought so.