"Misty Misty," a tall, lanky white police officer, stepped out of a group of exploration site crews and came up to a black female officer with an explosive head, and shouted.
But the black female police officer called "Misty" stared at the "Daddy Barbershop" in front of her motionlessly, her eyes were confused, as if she had lost her soul.
"Misty, Mourning, I know Daddy's place in your heart, and we will definitely find the murderer."
The tall and lanky male officer patted Misty on the shoulder and spoke comfortingly.
Misty gently pushed away the male officer's palm, keeping her eyes fixed on the barbershop.
Seeing this, the male officer sighed helplessly, turned around and entered the working state again.
Misty is not as depressed as the male police officer imagined, in fact, she is a woman with "talent", and it is because of her talent that she has become a famous female agent in Harlem.
In the comics, Misty is a female police officer with bionic arms, strong capture skills, hand-to-hand combat, and detective skills.
But in the cinematic universe, Misty is given an ability that can be called a "divine skill".
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a murder scene, probably a street scuffle of gang members, although this time the scale is larger, but this is nothing in Harlem, and large-scale street shootouts have not happened unprecedentedly.
But in the eyes of Misty, a female police officer, what she saw was a continuous, replayed video of the scene Yes, Misty quietly looked at the barbershop in front of her, in her sight, she "saw" the panicked children inside, screaming for their lives, and she also saw that her father was desperate to protect those children before he died, but was beaten into a sieve by the rain of bullets.
Misty frowned as she saw Luke Cage, Harlem's recently rising legendary hero, and a white young woman, both screaming and dodging under a hail of bullets.
Misty suddenly turned around and watched a black man with a firearm and whistle passing by her.
Misty's eyes widened to see the black man's face, and she took out a notepad from her bosom, and hurriedly drew a pen and quickly sketched the man's head.
The detectives couldn't help but sigh when they looked at Misty's "madness".
Most of them are white, but they work in Harlem, and of course they know what Daddy's Barbershop represents, although it is an ordinary storefront, but in Harlem, this barbershop represents hope, it represents peace, it is the only refuge in the chaotic area, but just tonight, it also fell, and the neighborhood's revered daddy also died silently.
In Misty's sight, she clearly saw the appearance of the black man playing with his prey, and finally, the murderer laughed, turned around and left, passed by Misty again, and walked to the vehicle in the distance.
Misty quickly jotted down the license plate number and remembered the model number of the vehicle, but the palm of the pen stopped suddenly.
She didn't know what was happening, it was all happening so fast, she just saw that the murderer, who was still in high spirits and like a demon just now, suddenly lowered his head, and his body went limp, as if he was about to fall to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of arms stretched out from the dark trunk of the car, helped the murderer into the trunk of the car, and after more than ten seconds, the van slowly drove away.
Misty opened her mouth slightly, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, rubbing her eyes vigorously, and the world in front of her returned to the real world, she saw the crowd of onlookers, and saw the appearance of the detectives pulling the warning tape, the sound was noisy, and the environment was disturbed.
Misty stepped out of the cordon, through the crowd of onlookers, to the spot where the car had been parked, and silently looked at the ground beneath her feet.
One second, two seconds, three seconds Misty was already standing in the middle of the car, she looked closely, and finally saw the blade that shimmered in the darkness, the car was a small van, the inside was dim, but through the front window, there was still a little light shining in.
Misty took a step forward, her pupils narrowed, and she saw something, a man in pitch black, a man who skillfully blended in with the environment, a cheetah lurking in the shadows, a venomous snake spitting an elegant red letter He was motionless, not even breathing, like a crouching sculpture, so that no breath could be felt, and Misty could not even hear his heartbeat.
You must know that after she uses her ability to enter such a "scene playback" world, as long as she concentrates, then she can clearly feel everything, but the person in front of her, the sound of breathing, and the sound of heartbeat, are all gone What shocked Misty even more was that she had met this man.
In other words, this lurker, people all over the world have seen it, isn't this the leader of Hell's Kitchen in the next city, isn't this the superhero who is famous all over the world When Misty was stunned, the back door of the car was also opened by the murderer, and the crouching sculpture finally came to life, no matter how hard Misty tried to see clearly, she still only saw a cold flash, and then, the world-famous superhero reached out to help the murderer, and quietly carried the murderer into the car.
For the first time, Misty also heard the assassin's words, "grinding", as if blaming the prey.
Misty only felt that her hairs stood on end, although this was a replay of her scene, but such a terrifying scene made her feel creepy, the sculpture in the car, the appearance of coming to life in an instant, made her heart a little unbearable, a fresh life was wiped out in just a moment, there was no chance to struggle, resist, or even react, although it was a murderer who died, but Misty saw the other side of the leader of Hell's Kitchen.
He's not just a superhero defending against an alien invasion, he's also a killer, a killer with cold blood on his flow.
"Gone, Summer."
A voice came from behind Misty, who turned his head and saw a female Deadpool in red and black uniform, carrying a pair of men and women, who were actually Luke Cage and Jessica.
"Daddy is dead, I think you want to know the news."
Deadpool's voice was charming, faintly lingering in the carriage, in stark contrast to Luke Cage's moans of pain.
Misty looked over and saw Summer in the driver's seat stunned slightly, and then heard the deep voice: "He asked me not to enter his store again, and I kept the agreement between us not to bother him, but he still died in the store." ” "I'm going to move his body," Nicole asked.
"No, he belongs in Harlem, and the people here will honor him."
Summer shook her head and started the car.
"I'm sorry" Luke Cage, as a superhero, certainly has the characteristics of a superhero, that is: all the responsibility is mine, all the mistakes are mine.
"Drink water, take a deep breath, shut up."
Summer spoke, and the car drove out of Misty's body, and in Misty's eyes, disappeared into the night.
"Misty, are you okay Misty" The tall and thin male officer searched for a long time, and finally saw Misty standing stupidly outside the crowd, "Everyone is worried about you, we should close the team" "Whew" Misty took a deep breath, covered her chest with one hand, and then exhaled again, as if to calm her emotions, and whispered a name in her mouth, "Summer".
That's what Deadpool seems to call the leader of Hell's Kitchen just now.
The male police officer already felt that Misty was emotionally broken, otherwise how could he keep saying "summer" "Misty, let's go, let's find the murderer together, and give Daddy justice."
The male police officer grabbed Misty's arm, very concerned about his partner.
Misty shook her head with a wry smile.
The murderer is dead, he was wiped on the neck with a knife, and he died cleanly.
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So, what was the cause of this shootout, and what is the ins and outs of the incident, what is the identity of this group of mysterious people, is it their father who has fallen so far, so that the last pure land in Harlem has been implicated and fallen Thinking of this, Misty's gaze slowly became firm.
This group of superheroes with bright appearances and powerful strength, this group of unscrupulous and cruel superheroes, are they really so-called superheroes, do they really deserve those flowers and applause, do they deserve the name "superheroes", why do you want to involve innocent civilians in the battle between you Misty clenched her fists and strode towards the police car, muttering a few names: "Luke Cage Jessica Summer Hell's Kitchen":