Chapter 334 The dead are more useful than the living
night.
In an apartment building in Brooklyn, Cao Gui leaned on a chair and watched the surveillance video of Claw Girl and Locomotive in front of the computer with a disgusted face. To be honest, the black and white combination was disgusting.
"Baby, you seem to be in a bad mood. Are you still worried about tomorrow's game?" The devil's claw girl sat on the lap of the locomotive, stroking that ugly black head.
"For this reason, the speed of the shock wave is very fast..." The locomotive said weakly with a dull face.
Cao Gui glanced at the energy drink at hand. There was a white man wearing orange clothes printed on it. He was Shockwave. This man's superpower was similar to that of a locomotive, both of which were super fast.
In order to distinguish him from the locomotive, his uniform is bright orange, which has a very visual impact.
According to media reports and Watt's analysis, this man's speed is very close to that of a locomotive, and he is a speed expert who can challenge the status of a locomotive.
Cao Gui is not very interested in him. He has not found any evil deeds so far. This man does not have the merits and experience that Cao Gui needs.
"One more thing is that the transparent man is missing." The locomotive said solemnly: "I don't know what happened, but he disappeared all of a sudden, and no one can find him."
"Oh... God, what's going on?" Devil Claw Girl covered her mouth and said in surprise.
"I don't know." Locomotive shook his head and continued: "My motherland people checked around and found nothing. We only know that an Asian is very suspicious."
After hearing this, Cao Gui's lazy demeanor disappeared instantly, and he straightened up from his chair. What happened? The people of the motherland actually found out to this extent?
Cao Gui's face was gloomy, and he kept thinking in his mind about what went wrong. With a flash of inspiration, Cao Gui immediately knew what the problem was, and it was the surveillance and security of the secret den.
Cao Gui's eyes flashed coldly, he was negligent, he should have killed that person if he had known it.
"Oh? Have you drawn this Asian's face?" Claw Girl asked. She had worked in Vought. The criminal analysis department there was more powerful than the police, and its profilers and painters were among the best in the world.
The top group of people, many of whom are even superhumans, can easily lock on to a target.
"Not yet." Locomotive shook his head and said, "That security guard is face-blind to Asians. He can't tell clearly. He didn't draw anyone."
"Stillwell said he would find a man named Metzmer. His superpower is to read the memories in other people's minds when he comes into contact with their bodies."
The locomotive continued: "When Mezmer reads the security guard's memory tomorrow, the painter will be able to draw that person's appearance."
Hearing this, Cao Gui's face suddenly darkened, damn, he's about to be exposed!
I didn't expect that an oversight would cause such a big trouble.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." The devil's claw girl rubbed the locomotive's head and said with a smile:
"I have prepared clothes and will dress up tomorrow to welcome your victory. Do you want to see it in advance?"
The devil's claw girl's eyes flashed, and the teasing in her words was clear and obvious.
However, the locomotive slowly shook his head: "No, honey, you can't go tomorrow."
"What!?"
The claw girl suddenly jumped up from the sofa and said angrily: "Do you know, I have been styling my hair, shaving my eyebrows, and removing my body hair. I have made myself look like a plucked chicken."
"The reason is to announce our relationship to everyone in tomorrow's game, and you said that Stillwell has agreed... shit, have you ever asked Stillwell for permission on this matter?
thing."
The Devil's Claw Girl said angrily, with disappointment in her eyes, declaring her lover's identity would not have any impact on Locomotive. His star relies not on his face, but on his speed.
Whether or not he has a lover will not affect his popularity. On the contrary, the fame between the two can complement each other, but...it is obvious that Locomotive does not want to share his popularity with Claw Girl.
The Demon Claw Girl's face was filled with disappointment that her beloved treated her like this.
Upstairs, Cao Gui looked at the two people in the picture and turned off the computer screen helplessly, unable to get any more information from them.
What should we do now?
Cao Gui frowned, that surveillance security guard must be killed, otherwise he would definitely be exposed.
But the problem is that the people of the motherland are not bad, and they may not be able to find and deal with that person in a short time. Once they are alerted, the matter will be even bigger.
Moreover, it is not only the people of the motherland, but also Queen Maeve and Black. Once the three of them join forces, it will definitely take a lot of time to defeat them.
"Damn it..." Cao Gui paced anxiously, circling the room. After a while, an interesting idea came to his mind.
"Damn...dead people are sometimes more useful than living people..."
Cao Gui touched his chin and murmured, his eyes lit up as he thought of a good idea.
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Twelve o'clock midnight.
The weather is good tonight. The sky is high and the clouds are clear. The bright moonlight shines on New York City. Everything looks so clear.
However, New York is a city that never sleeps, and the moonlight is dispersed by countless lights before it reaches the ground.
Jingle bell bell bell~
In a mansion in the uptown area, New York Times editor-in-chief Dean Baquet's cell phone suddenly rang. The noisy cell phone awoke the old man from his sweet sleep.
"Shet... Damn Fuck!" Dean Baquet fluttered twice, got up from the bed angrily, pressed the answer button and cursed:
"You idiot, you don't even look at what time it is, you are sick!"
"Editor... something happened, something happened!" A voice on the other end of the phone hurriedly stammered:
"The Empire State Building... there's a body hanging on the Empire State Building."
"Wang Defa!?"
Dean Baquet suddenly became excited, his sleepiness quickly faded away, and he was suddenly sober. He killed someone, and he killed someone so blatantly.
No matter who the person who was hanged is, this incident itself is big news, and if it is a celebrity...then the news will be even bigger!
"It's a transparent person!" The other end of the phone continued: "The corpse on the Empire State Building is a transparent person!"
"Shet..." Dean Baquet's voice trembled, and he was extremely excited:
"Quick, this is huge news. Send someone over immediately. We want to get first-hand information!"
At the same time, the same thing happened in the rooms of many media editors. In just a few minutes, the media in New York City felt like it was Christmas, with countless news trucks and helicopters flocking to the Empire State Building.
On the other side, Madeline, who had just laid down, was awakened by the same phone call. She had no time to put on makeup and summoned the Super Seven immediately. This matter had a great impact on Walter and must be dealt with immediately.
