"Okay, now that we know it's the Shadow King, Emma, let's scan the Hoover Building on D. Pennsylvania Avenue in Washington."
Su Ming nodded towards the white queen wearing a pointed hat, and pointed to the scope of the second round of scanning. The Hoover Building also has a more famous name, called the F-bitch Headquarters.
"Shouldn't Cairo, Egypt, be scanned?" Seeing Emma follow Deathstroke's instructions to scan the Bureau of Investigation headquarters, Ororo couldn't help but raise her own thoughts: "Faruk is an Egyptian, the professor and the beast should also be scanned by him.
Turned there."
Tony and Peter didn't speak, because they knew that Deathstroke must have his own reasons for doing things, even though they couldn't figure out why yet.
"You are too young and too simple, Ororo."
Su Ming smiled and held a cigarette in his mouth, asked Zhuo Sha to light it for him, and took a deep breath:
"The Shadow King has many abilities, but the only one he doesn't have is 'teleporting people'. If he wants to transfer quickly, his method is often to 'change numbers', which is to change from one host to another. But now he still has
If you have someone with you, please think about it again."
As a senior, Deathstroke looked at the black girl with a persuasive gaze, hoping that she could understand something herself.
Yes, Charles is missing and the X-Men are all anxious, but can being anxious solve the problem?
The key is to calm down and think. Look at Magneto, standing there with an expression on his face, so cold that he didn't say a word.
It doesn't matter whether Eric understands what Deathstroke is saying. What's important is that others think he understands it and is confident about it.
This style can be said to have been mastered.
Like Storm, she is easily frightened and her defenses are broken. She looks too tender at first glance.
"I understand!"
Peter raised his hand to answer. He jumped onto the platform fence like a monkey, squatted on the pole with his hands and feet on the ground and said:
"Although the Shadow King transferred the professor and the beast into the shadow plane, and dragged them away himself, he was not fast. He needed a place he thought was safe to further perfect his next plan. Deathstroke
The husband said before that he has an executive account in the company, so he should be going there to do something."
Peter, who often plays games, easily understood the concept of the trumpet, and also understood why Deathstroke asked Emma to use the enhanced scanning function to check that building instead of somewhere in Cairo.
"Utopia is located in the middle of the Pacific, close to the equator. The straight-line distance to Washington is about 7,800 kilometers, and the straight-line distance to Cairo is at least 20,400 kilometers." Tony also understood, and he projected a world map on it.
Draw the line: "If the Shadow King is regarded as a thief, he is now equivalent to running away from the sewer with two large bags of stolen goods, then which safe house will he choose to avoid search?"
People and animals are sometimes very similar. When they want to avoid danger, even wild rabbits know to hide in the nearest burrow.
The character of the Shadow King is not the kind of warrior who fights face to face. He pursues safety more, so he should immediately escape to a safe place that he thinks is safe, and it should be the nearest one.
No matter what others said, Emma had completed her search, and she found the brainwave signals of mutants in the Hoover Building.
The other party hid it very well, but Tony's equipment was really easy to use. Even the weakest signal was retrieved, and the machine automatically popped up the corresponding photos and information.
The professor's brain waves were not seen, but Hank's were scanned.
In addition to the beast, there is also a man named Jacob Reis beside him, a middle-aged man with a big beard. He looks like a slovenly shop owner, but according to the information, he is a bitch
A deputy director of the company, he can be regarded as a truly powerful person.
As we all know, the work of directors and supervisors consists of meetings most of the time. When they have nothing to do, they take their secretaries to inspect places. When necessary, they take the blame. They are basically not responsible for specific tasks and work.
Miscellaneous tasks and shady matters are often arranged by deputies.
At this time, this man was not in the office during working hours. The position of the brain wave signal showed that he was in the basement, and he did not know what he was doing.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Emma did not invade his mind, because once the Shadow King was scared away, it was not certain when he would be able to catch him.
"Is the basement also a safe house?" Tony sniffed and said, "But the Futaba Building is special. If mutants go there, it might cause a diplomatic conflict. Only Deathstroke and I have not had much problem in the past."
"What about me? I'm an American too." Peter pointed to his nose.
"Who knows who you are? Go ahead and play on your phone." Tony pushed the boy away and pulled off his visor: "Let's go, Deathstroke, let's go and 'cancel' the Shadow King's account.
Then see if the professor is there."
"It's okay, everyone can go." Su Ming smiled and tapped the ear of his helmet: "Adjutant, ask our President to issue a presidential order and then teleport us there."
In the past, the President of the United States, O Hei Niu, was replaced by a bionic man by the death knell. Now he is still in office and can be used.
One of Shadow King's biggest weaknesses is that he doesn't move fast enough, but in his own opinion, this may not be a weakness.
Anyway, he can quickly switch between different hosts. His body is still in the shadow of the universe, so there is no question of movement at all.
Moreover, although the speed of swimming in the shadow plane cannot reach the speed of light, it is still a little slower. Most of the time, it is enough, but it is slower than other multiverse-level gods.
However, he controlled the shadow to steal Charles and Hank from Utopia. At this time, taking others with him, the shortcoming of speed was undoubtedly exposed.
Deathstroke has been busy here for several minutes, and he has just changed to this fucking trumpet over there.
He doesn't use the body of Jacob Reis very often. He usually lets his body perform freely, but the key is that agents really rely on intuition sometimes, and he does quite well in this role.
It's just that as a mutant, it's not convenient to disclose your identity, so you need to be more careful when maintaining it, otherwise you may be targeted by people from the military's Z department.
But the FBI is also a good cover. Normal people, who would come here to check for mutants?
Controlling the trumpet and interrogating the hostages in the basement data room, this place has always been used as a file warehouse, but now times have changed, everyone uses the Internet to work, and the underground cabinets are filled with paper documents.
No one cares about it for a long time.
Next door is the shooting range and training ground. In the past, there was a lot of noise, so the sound insulation was very good. Even if you screamed at the top of your lungs in the data room, no one would come.
The Shadow King took out a dagger and bled the beast neatly, then said to the bald man next to the blue-haired monster:
"Do you still insist? Tell me, where is that thing? Let me see your memory! Otherwise, your friend will die!"
Charles' body seemed to be like a puppet without anyone operating it, leaning softly against a dusty cabinet, his eyes closed tightly, but his voice rang out in the dark space:
"You didn't want us to live at all. All I can do is take this secret to the grave. No matter what you want to ask me, the answer will be the same. Don't even think about it."
"Humph, you are smart. It is true that you will all die, but there is a difference between a happy death and a painful death. I will experiment on your friends first. Charles, you have trapped me in the star world for thirty years. Today
, I will let you know what regret is, hahaha"
After saying that, the Shadow King stabbed Hank's leg artery again, and the blood shot out like a fountain, sprinkling on Jacob's beard.
He stuck out his tongue and licked it slowly, letting out a satisfied laugh. Torturing Charles was both a plan and a spiritual enjoyment.