The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

Clark Kent was different from a young age.

His body is much stronger than his peers, and he has never been sick since he was able to go to the fields and run wildly around the courtyard.His five senses are extremely keen, and he can see cicadas beating their wings on a big locust tree more than ten kilometers away, and he can also hear whispers from people in the town.Once he was accidentally poured hot water on the back of his feet, but he didn't even get a blister.When he was young, he was in a car accident, and it turned out that someone else's car was damaged... Everything, big and small, proves that his existence is extraordinary.

Clark was worried about this, until one day, he lay on the bed as usual, fell asleep after enjoying the good night kisses of Jonathan's father and Martha's mother.

That night he had a dream.

The dream is full of magnificent colors and dazzling lines.

There is a man and a woman, he should have never seen them before, but he feels intimate and familiar from the bottom of his heart.The two hugged him and kissed him, the man with a serious face and the woman with tears in her eyes.They put him in a weird little flying machine and pushed him far away.

He lifted off quickly, and then flew away in a brilliant orange light.

Both the man and the woman disappeared in the orange light. He seemed to feel lost and wept desperately, but he didn't even know why.The beautiful universe was gradually unfolding in front of his eyes, but he woke up crying in the sound of explosion accompanied by orange light.

Jonathan and Martha came in a hurry, and when he asked his doubts with sobs, his life changed quietly.

Jonathan's father told him a story, starting from their walk in a large golden cornfield, to the end when they met the naked little Clark who slowly climbed out of the flight cabin.

The Kent couple had no children. They adopted Clark as a gift from God, and the flight capsule, which obviously did not belong to humans, was hidden in the cellar of the Kent Manor, sealed up layer by layer, and never saw the light of day.

His parents told him everything that day, and showed him his own flight cabin.

Clark knew his identity as an alien, but his life didn't change.The careful teaching of the Kent couple made him an open-minded, optimistic, and cheerful boy from a small town. He was helpful and popular, but after graduating from high school, he was debating whether to inherit Jonathan's farm or continue his studies. Mrs. Webster, a neighbor who has a good relationship with Martha, suddenly disappeared!

It was the first time that he found that his uniqueness was so useful. His hearing was very strong, and his eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people. If he paid attention, he could almost feel the dynamics of the entire town, but it would become blurred no matter how far away he was. , He ran around several small towns and even cities, using super hearing and super vision every time he stopped, and finally found the unconscious Mrs. Webster in the forest cabin that night!

Unprepared and too late to make a plan, Clark rushed to the outside of the wooden house and hid himself. While one of the 'criminals' was going out, he decisively kicked the wooden door and subdued the weird man with paint on his face!Although the price was that his arms were numb and his ribs were aching, but compared with the more tragic opponent, this small injury was really nothing.

Looking at Jack, who was slumped on the ground with his bound hands and feet, but still laughing strangely, Clark panted heavily, wiped his sweat, and ran into the bedroom.

He carefully took off the blood-stained thin blanket, took out a men's shirt and trousers from the closet to help her put on, then hurriedly carried Webster on his back, and escaped from this 'criminal den' that might be in danger again at any time.

After running for more than ten kilometers along the expressway, Clark breathed out a bad breath and stood by the side of the road, finally feeling relieved.He took out his mobile phone, first called the emergency number, then suddenly thought of something, and dialed the FBI's temporary hotline.

For some reason, he always felt that the disappearance of housewives that BAU had come to Manhattan to investigate in the past few days had something to do with Mrs. Webster's misfortune.

It was still dark three hours ago, in the Smilingface convenience store, Lenny Luke twitched his mouth and looked at the three people who claimed to be FBI in front of him, two of them were dressed in black with sunglasses, they looked serious like gangsters, and one was white and clean. Wearing a backpack across his body, he looks like a high school student.

The overall quality of the FBI is really worrying... Luke thought slightly sadly.

Hodge took off his sunglasses with a very serious expression, "Mr. Luke, we hope you can recall the process of discovering the body again."

"Uh... okay." Although he has been questioned at least three times, he still has to give the FBI some face in the United States. Luke looked at the Muggle elites in front of him and began to recall, "I pass by there every day to and from work. , when I passed by the morning before yesterday, the car broke down. I called the towing company and got out of the car. I planned to get some air and wait for the towing company. I was lighting a cigarette and just took a sip. I saw it by mistake. There's a dead body lying on the side of the road..."

"Did you see anything special at that time?" Hodge asked.

"What do you mean by special?"

"Strange people, cars, or equipment that shouldn't be in that kind of place. With such obvious criminal methods, the suspect usually returns to the scene of the crime and admires everything he created."

"Sounds really crazy." Luke recalled it carefully, but still shook his head, "Sorry, I don't think so."

"What happened after that? Besides the police, did anyone approach you specifically to ask you about it?"

Luke blinked, and said uncertainly: "I'm not sure, the store manager, reporters, neighbors...many people have been here, even this morning, there was a guest who talked about this case with me."

"What kind of guest?" Hodge immediately became alert.

Luke realized what the detective had misunderstood, and quickly explained, "It's just a normal guest who just moved nearby. To be honest, that female reporter who always comes to harass me is more suspicious than Wilson!"

Hodge frowned. Brittner was indeed annoying, but it didn't fit their profile of a suspect at all. Wilson, who moved to Manhattan at this sensitive time... Hodge made up his mind and asked: " What's his last name?"

Luke was stunned for a moment before realizing who the detective was talking about, and said slowly, "Ao Gu."

……

The questioning ended quickly, and the BAUs took their leave.Getting into the car, Hodge called their magical girl before Morgan said, "Wilson Ogu, 30 to [-] years old, white male, recently moved to Manhattan, help me find this person."

"The omnipotent Queen Garcia is at your service!" Garcia's cheerful voice was played through the phone's microphone.

Morgan was very puzzled, "Apart from race, age, and owning a car, Augu and the profiling result have nothing in common. Why do you doubt him?"

Hodge handed the phone to Morgan and started the engine, "Sometimes, don't underestimate the intuition of an old man." He finally said this, and got two big eyes.

"I found it." Amidst the rhythmic tapping of the keyboard, Garcia's energetic voice came over, "Wilson Ogu, 22 years old, white American. There was no record before the age of six, and then the Ogu and his wife Adoption. Oh, how pitiful, during the four years that little August was adopted, his adoptive parents died one after another, and he became an orphan again. Huh? Strange."

"What's wrong Garcia?"

"Ao Gu's records from ten to 13 years old are completely unsearchable!"

"Like before he was six?"

There was silence in the police car.Everyone thought at the same time in their minds that there is indeed a problem!

Garcia suddenly let out a low voice, and the team members asked her what happened, and the older girl said with a strange face: "The operator of the special line just sent me a recording, saying it was related to the case, and I think we should listen to it. "

Hodge said, "Take it."

Then, across the phone, they heard a short recording: "Is it the FBI special line? My neighbor, Mrs. May Webster, was kidnapped and I just rescued her..."

The speed of the recording was very fast. The young man succinctly described what had happened and told the specific location where he rescued Webster when asked by the operator, and finally concluded: "I think this matter should be related to what you are investigating. related to the case.”

"Absolutely. May Webster, one of our victims." Hodge asked. "Where are they now?"

"Manhattan First Hospital." Garcia's fingers fluttered on the keyboard, quickly capturing the information they needed.

Hodge suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Where does Wilson Aogu, whom you just found out, live in?"

"Uh..." After calling up the required interface, Garcia paused, and said in disbelief, "It's exactly the same as the address of the 'kidnapper' provided by the informant! God, Hodge, your intuition is terrifying!"

Hodge frowned, "I'm not sure yet. Garcia, tell Gideon to go to the hospital to understand the situation, Morgan Reid, let's go meet that Mr. August." After hanging up the phone, the three of Hodge immediately drove Leaving, Luke looked thoughtfully at the police car speeding away outside the glass window, and was suddenly hit by someone.

Luke slammed his right hand over his pocket, and turned around vigilantly. No one knew that the small wooden stick lying quietly inside was a wizard's wand, which could bring huge damage.

"The store manager?" However, the person who came was not an uninvited visitor, but his current parents, Mr. Store Manager, so Luke put down his hands again and stood up again.

"The police are here again?" The blond young man shook his head with a smile, and patted Luke on the shoulder pityingly, "You are so unlucky."

Luke was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, did I affect the business in the store?"

"Of course not. The business here has always been deserted. But you are really not in a good state recently. How about this? I will give you a week's fake mentality adjustment. When you come back, you can no longer be affected by negative emotions. You have to work hard."

Luke scowled, filled with reluctance.

The store manager naturally knew what his clerk was worried about, so he couldn't help but add with a smile, "Don't worry, wages will not be deducted."

Luke immediately cheered and ran away in a hurry.

Looking at Luke Sahuan's back, the store manager narrowed his eyes and his smile became brighter.