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Chapter nine hundred and twentieth strange case

Police Chief George Stacey had a very, very headache.

There had just been two massacres a few months ago, and now there are strange and bizarre cases happening in the city. The people who called the police all claimed that a group of troops stormed into the house, dragged away a family member and executed them. Chief George Stacey

Sweating profusely, he repeatedly confirmed that the SWAT troops in New York City had not carried out any operations. He also used his connections to ask whether the military had conducted any black operations, but the answers he received were all negative. The strange thing was that, except for some witnesses,

According to the testimony, all the cameras near the scene did not capture the mysterious force, and even the cameras along the road failed to capture the armored vehicle. Until the police call was received, the Internet and telephone systems near the scene were all out of order.

The only comforting thing is that such a tragedy has not yet been posted on the Internet, otherwise the news media in New York, large and small, would rush to the scene of the crime like stray dogs that smelled food, and in the name of press freedom, they would rush to the scene of the crime.

The police investigation stumbled.

What’s even more bizarre is that the alarm call is immediately followed by an anonymous call. The anonymous caller speaks in a synthetic voice and will point out a place where the remains are buried. Later, according to the identification of the caller, the items near the remains that can prove the identity belong to

Family members were dragged away, and then the medical examiner claimed that these people had been dead for many years.

Since the victim has been dead for many years, who is the person who has been living with the caller?

All the investigators who learned this information had goosebumps all over their bodies. Immediately afterwards, the FBI heard the news from somewhere and planned to intervene, and asked all information to be kept confidential.

Daisy took all the files related to these cases in the police station before coming from the office, and then left the police station without stopping. When the police chief came to the Eighth Precinct, Detective Carter and Frances

Detective Coe told him that those FBI agents entered the police station with weapons, and if they didn't hand over the files at that time, those people would take it themselves.

The chubby Detective Francesco was threatened with a gun for blocking their access to the archives.

"It's more like the CIA or the military than the FBI. I understand their style of acting, rough and direct, and they may have something to do with that armed force." Someone who has military service experience and deployment experience in Afghanistan

Detective Carter quietly said to the chief, "This matter is really weird. I want to investigate it privately."

"This matter is very dangerous, Carter. You are a good policeman and you should not take this risk." George Stacy's face was complicated. Unlike ordinary police officers, Detective Carter did not like to make money by issuing misdemeanor tickets.

Withdraw money, even if it is legal income. "The two massacres a few months ago have not been solved yet, and I hope you will focus on them. This matter is full of weirdness, and there must be some things we cannot know.

.I don’t want you to die, understand?”

"Sir..."

"No need to discuss. Detective Francisco, watch your partner, I don't want to hear any private information from you." After watching Detective Carter and Detective Francisco walk out of the office, George

Director Stacey first put a nicotine patch on his arm, then made up his mind to pick up the phone and dialed a number.

This is a huge project, and the cooling pool of the Immortal City's servo array has boiled over more than once.

Everyone knows that the Skrulls in the dungeon will not tell all the truth before they undergo the final trial. According to the six degrees of separation theory, there will be no more than five people between any one person and a stranger.

Screening the interpersonal relationships of Skrulls who have been captured and executed consumes a lot of computing power. The social platforms they use, the unusual stops on their travel routes, and even the newspapers they subscribe to are reviewed to ensure

There were no codes on it. Nick Fury looked at the ice-blue boiling cooling pool, and he tasted the smell of burnt circuit boards, and the bile that rose up stung his throat. He was proven failed again, Victoria Hand

Instead of denouncing his relationship with the Skrulls, he coldly put the collected information on the table.

"I will help," he told Salomon as he walked into the office. "I will keep my promise."

"Your promise is worthless, Nick Fury." Salomon responded coldly, with no warmth in his obsidian eyes. "If you ask to see me just to say this, then you'd better go back to the cell.

Reflect on it. The Skrulls' sins are being reckoned with, and your sins will have to be put to rest."

"That's not all the ways I hide in SHIELD." Nick Fury said, "Don't you think I won't prepare countermeasures against S.H.I.E.L.D.? S.H.I.E.L.D. was originally used to check and balance S.H.I.E.L.D.

Institutions, and vice versa, I will never allow myself to fall into a situation where I am deaf and blind.”

"Very well." Salomon responded quite calmly, "Victoria Hand will take over your countermeasures."

"If you don't trust me, then why did you invite me?"

"You know the reason, Nick Fury. Someone died. Because of your connivance, precious human lives died at the hands of aliens." Salomon lowered his head and processed the documents, "You may not be able to see it, but I

I can tell you, I'm very angry. I would trade the lives of all the Skrulls for the life of a worthless human vagabond. In my eyes, the value of humans is much higher than that of aliens, even if the Skrulls can complete it.

Many tasks. In addition, I don’t want your countermeasure to be to inform the Kree - it does seem to be related to the Kree. Even if Asgard is in chaos now, the Kree can’t just carry out the solar system -

—If the Kree come, I will kill them first and then the Skrulls."

The phone rang in a certain room in the Avengers base, but no one answered.

After a brief silence, the phone rang again, and this time someone answered.

"This is Falcon. Well, it's Sam Wilson. I shouldn't say the nickname. After all, I don't have an official nickname yet... The captain is on a mission. No matter what you want to ask the captain about, he

I don’t even have time. If you want to be interviewed, please call the official number of the Avengers. If you want to buy peripherals, please log in to the official website of the Avengers... Oh? Oh! I know, I will help, don’t worry. I will

Ask my friends in the military, Stark Industrial AI might be able to help... I know, I know."

Secret War Phase One·The First Seventeen Days

"Captain, Chief Stacey may need our help." After a day of repeated contact, Sam Wilson finally got on the phone with Steve Rogers. Before George Stacey took office, the new police chief

I once visited the Avengers base and had a conversation with Steve Rogers. The main purpose of this conversation was whether the New York City Police Department can ask the Avengers for help when a major dangerous case occurs - as the response speed is faster than that of the National Guard

Team, SWAT and other various special forces organizations with faster and more professional equipment, George Stacey hoped that the Avengers could take on some of the anti-terrorism work in New York City. Faced with such a request, Steve Rogers readily agreed.

No matter how bad this country is, ordinary people are ultimately innocent and they did nothing wrong.

As a result, all the information about the two massacres a few months ago and the five strange cases that occurred yesterday were compiled into the Avengers intelligence network.


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