Son of Marvel’s God

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Chapter 18 Reporter Interview

When the police and police officers rushed into the bank, they looked at the two gangsters who fell to the ground, and they realized that the man in casual clothes with shopping bags was not a robber at all.

Under the proof of the passerby trapped before, Mark finally got rid of the suspicion. At the same time, the passers-by also began to tell the police what had happened.

Several police officers who had just suppressed Mark also began to apologize to Mark. He was just too heavy to start with. He also appreciated that Mark was a hero and a man.

Mark smiled slightly and didn't care about them, just doing what he should do. After all, whoever is on who is like this, a guy who suddenly came out of the robbery scene carrying a shopping bag.

It will definitely be skeptical, first know what is inside the shopping bag.

As the saying goes, Hong Kong reporters run fast and often make big news.

As the predecessors of Hong Kong reporters, American reporters run faster, and their ability to produce news is greater.

Before the police car left, and the crowd did not disperse, American reporters had already arrived at the scene.

A female reporter in uniform held the microphone, barely squeezed it in front of Mark, handed it over, and asked Mark: "As a hero in this robbery, do you have anything to say?" "

The female reporter thinks that everyone is doing good things and being a hero is to be famous, but it is a pity that she is interviewing Mark.

Mark looked at the female reporter creatively and asked, "If you see a child pointed at his head with a gun, won't you stand up?"

It was almost a question on the soul, which made the female reporter's originally prepared lines instantly swallow back. The female reporter didn't know what to ask for a while, and the people around him heard Mark's answer and cheered instantly.

A wave of "heroes" overcame a wave.

Mark used to be a ghost agent and enjoyed the name of the unsung hero. It was too much, but there were very few who really knew what they did. For the first time, they were called heroes in the sun. Mark is also quite enjoyable, and no one will refuse this feeling.

Some people will say that if you really want to live a peaceful life, you should not participate in all this, or enjoy the title of this hero.

But do you really understand Mark's peace?

Isn't the top of the road to the stars not the peaceful life of the stars?

Everyone has a different understanding of life, just like Mark.

He didn't dislike that he was exposed to the spotlight, he didn't dislike that he appeared in the news the next day, and he didn't dislike that others called him a hero.

After going to the police station and simply making a note, Mark left the NYPD headquarters.

As one of the oldest administrative agencies in the United States, the NYPD responsible for managing the order in New York City and its surrounding areas and protecting the safety of New York City has always been quite respectful of heroes, and even sent a police officer to follow Mark with a gun.

It is to prevent the gangster's partner from observing all this in secret and trying to retaliate against the hero.

But if you think about it, no one will be so courageous to attack a hero who has just rescued citizens at the door of the New York City Police Department.

If those guys dare to do that, whether they succeed or not, it is a provocation to the New York Police Department.

Just when Mark thought the matter was over, a figure suddenly jumped in front of Mark, and the police officer standing beside Mark immediately reached out to grab the matching gun in his waist.

But Mark reached out at a faster rate to stop him from grabbing the matching gun, and said calmly to the police officer: "The guy is just a girl, there is no need to be so excited, you see he has nothing!"

Mark's calm look made more little stars appear in the girl's eyes.

"Is there anything?" Mark asked.

"Is that the hero who rescued 132 trapped people at Citibank today?" The girl asked excitedly.

"Yes, I am! Are you?" Mark asked.

"Hello, I'm Yrel, a reporter for the Clarion Daily." Yrel said, holding up the sign he hung on his chest.

It's just that she is indeed a reporter of the Clarion Daily, but she needs to add the word trainee.

"Nice to meet you Miss Yrel, can I help you?"

"Can you talk about how you were facing two gangsters armed with firearms when you were at the crime scene?" Yrel asked directly, without any politeness.

"To be honest, I didn't want to intervene in this matter originally, but until the gangster with the shotgun in hand, that is, the gangster who is now dead. When he pointed his muzzle at the child, I think this matter I You have to intervene. His life has just begun, he should have a lot of good time to see what this event looks like, rather than die in the hands of a group of desperate lunatics. So I will stand up at that time Come out. Do you think my answer is okay? "Mark said outspokenly.

He didn't care what the intern reporter would change to what he said.

Now Mark has turned on the recording function built into his phone. As long as they dare to write casually, Mark will dare to take this recording and go directly to court with them.

"Then I want to ask, how did you subdue the two armed robbers at that time? It wouldn't matter if it was not convenient to disclose."

Obviously, the intern reporter was not as sophisticated as he had imagined. Mark could n’t help but chuckled, and said to Yrel: “Your question is very interesting. But the situation at that time, the surveillance cameras were all photographed. You may be able to find the bank ’s manager at that time and investigate there Surveillance cameras. I believe they should not refuse, a beautiful girl like you. "

Mark's words were quite euphemistic, and Yrel could hear them. However, listening to what the other party said about himself and some pride in his appearance, Yrel felt he could still use this to learn some exclusive news.

"Can I have an interview with you? It won't take about half an hour for too long."

The police officer next to Mark smiled slightly at Mark. As an old police officer, he had seen too many such things. He patted Mark's shoulder gently and gave Mark a comprehensible look.

How could Mark not understand the old police officer's eyes on himself, but shook his head with a helpless smile.

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