72: Norman bought volunteers

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

Nick Fury was holding the phone in his hand, and his face was very ugly.

"Hill, why didn't you report anything to me about what happened to Kingpin in the past two days?"

On the phone just now, Kingpin's bitter and bitter tone was as if he wanted to die with him. 

Kingpin didn't have any use for it, and Nick Fury wouldn't just watch him fall.

"Head, what I reported to you about Kingpin that day was because you said that you don't need to report these gangsters' petty troubles to you." 

Nick Fury's face darkened.

Although his face was already dark, Hill could also see that Nick Fury's face was really not good-looking.

"Now that Kingpin is about to fall, is it still a little trouble?"

Nick Fury touched his head and said after thinking for a while: "Call the court and ask them to withdraw the arrest warrant against Kingpin first, and do their best to suppress the influence of Kingpin." 

"Look again who did these things."

After thinking about it, he added: "Then I went to see him in person."

Hill manipulated the tablet: "At your command, head."

Nick Fury is calm on the surface, but his heart is already turbulent. 

He couldn't think of anyone who could make this New York City's underground boss who had been standing for many years in such a state of embarrassment in just one day.

If this person can use it for him...

It's just a Kingpin and it's just a gift for him.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Kingpin, At the moment's face was also very ugly. 

Holding the phone in his hand, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Is this really not what Nick Fury did?

Who would that be?

For the first time in many years, Kingpin felt that he was being toyed with. 

And there is no fighting back.

Downstairs.

Jenny, who was guarding the door, had done her best to block everyone. 

But as there are more and more reporters, her pressure is also increasing, and she has scolded Kingpin hundreds of times in her heart.

It was only yesterday that he warned him not to cause trouble again, and today he has attracted reporters and police detectives from all over New York.

"May I ask whether the case of human trafficking is directly related to Mr. Fisk?"

"I'm sorry, everyone. My client isn't feeling well right now, and it's not convenient for him to be interviewed." 

"I'm really sorry."

"No comment..."

Jenny tried her best to deal with each reporter calmly. 

But more and more cameras were aimed at her, and the microphones were about to hit her face.

Under such circumstances, no matter how good her psychological quality was, the anger in her heart could hardly be suppressed.

"You..."

Just when Jenny couldn't help but get angry. 

Several reporters received calls at the same time and walked away to answer the phone.

This made her a lot less stressed. 

The emotions that were just about to erupt can also be temporarily suppressed.

As she prepares to deal with the remaining reporters, more and more reporters receive calls. 

The reporters who received the call all glanced upstairs. 

Then call the cameraman and leave together.

Not far away, several police detectives who came to arrest Kingpin with arrest warrants also slammed down their car angrily after receiving the call and drove away. 

Slowly, downstairs in Kingpin's company, there were only passersby watching the excitement. 

Seeing that everyone was gone, Jenny instructed to the lawyers behind him, "Continue to block here, and call me down immediately if there is any problem."

After explaining, Jenny turned and went upstairs. 

Come to Kingpin's office.

Even though she was full of anger now, she didn't dare to vent at Kingpin. 

"Boss Kingpin, what's the situation now?"

Kingpin sat back in his office chair, glanced at Jenny lightly, and then said: "It shouldn't be a big problem, you should concentrate on yesterday's case first."

Now that Nick Fury is in his pocket, he doesn't have to worry too much.

The most urgent task is to use all his strength to find the person who will deal with him. 

Jenny still wanted to continue to ask questions, but after seeing Kingpin's eyes, she gave up the idea of questioning.

"Got it, Kingpin boss."

After speaking, Jenny took out a bottle of medicine from her clothes pocket: "This medicine can help you cope with the doctor's examination after taking it." 

Kingpin glanced at it lightly, and said, "Where to put it."

I feel that I can no longer use this thing, and with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D, all problems can be solved quickly. 

Watching Jenny leave, Kingpin picked up the medicine on the table and threw it directly into the trash can.

Outside the NYPD.

From the view of a cafe, you can observe every move at the gate of the police station. 

Gwen sat there drinking coffee, pretending to hold a newspaper in his hand. 

Originally, outside the gate of the police station, there were three floors and three floors surrounded by reporters who were interviewing.

But not long after, all the reporters drove away after receiving the call. 

Gwen, who watched this scene, did not understand.

"The Red Queen, hack into that person's phone and listen to what they have to say."

"Okay, Miss Gwen."

Within Gwen's line of sight, a young reporter ran to a quieter place to pick up the spot. 

A moment later, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded in Gwen's earphones.

"Come back, Eddie. Leave this news alone." 

"But, boss. That's a big headline! If only we could get evidence of Fisk's crime here."

"For our newspaper, it can soar into the sky."

The reporter called Eddie said excitedly. 

He thought that the boss would be persuaded by him, and then let him continue the interview.

Who knew there was a roar on the other end of the phone: "Eddie Brook. I'll give you two options now."

"Or, go back to the newspaper office within half an hour and obediently go out for me to shoot other things."

"Or, just resign and leave, you have nothing to do with me!" 

After speaking, the phone hangs up immediately. 

Only Eddie was left alone in the circle. In the end, he had no choice but to go back to the newspaper office in order to keep his job.

Next, Gwen listened in on a few more calls. 

It was found that the contents of the phone calls were not too bad. The bosses of the newspapers called directly and asked the reporters under them to go back immediately.

"Someone is using official force to suppress these things!"

The Red Queen's voice came out of the headphones: "Looks like this, Miss Gwen." 

The reporters at the entrance of the New York Police Department had already walked clean by this time.

The door of the police station has once again returned to the desertedness of the past.

After a while, a silver car drove over, and a few plainclothes walked down from it. 

Then he ran to the police station. 

These Gwens immediately recognized George's colleagues. 

Looking at their hurrying appearance, Gwen knew immediately that something must have happened.

"If only I could sneak into the police station and eavesdrop."

Gwen said in disappointment. 

"Definitely, Miss Gwen." 

The voice of the red queen came, which immediately made Gwen happy: "Can we hide in?"

"The transparent light source material has not been successfully developed and cannot be invisible." 

Hearing this answer, Gwen was a little disappointed.

"But you can send mini drones to investigate."

"Mini drone?"

"Right on your cuff."

Gwen immediately lifted his sleeves, and there was a black spider logo on the cuffs of the Spider battlesuit underneath.

"Ding!"

On the abdomen of the spider logo, a small red light lit up, and then it seemed to be alive. 

After standing up from the cuff and flying.

Fly towards the police station like an insect.

"Miss Gwen needs to wear a spider hood if she wants to see the footage." 

"Connectable glasses are in development."

Gwen immediately left his seat and went to the toilet. After closing the door and locking it. 

Through the spider hood, I saw a small window, and the content above was exactly inside George's office.

The detectives who had just returned stood in front of George. 

The man in the lead said angrily: "Head. Shi Chang called just now." 

"And the people from the court."

"They all said to withdraw the warrant against Kingpin and let us not pursue it any further."

"All the criminals have been caught."

"There is no mastermind behind the scenes!"

George nodded gloomily: "Before you came in. I also received a call from them."

"It seems that behind Kingpin, there is really a big backer!"

George glanced at everyone: "What do you think?"

The others also looked at each other. 

One of them stepped forward and said, "I think we have to keep checking. But not too ostentatious." 

"You mean undercover?"

George understood immediately what he meant. 

The man nodded: "It seems that it can only be like this at present, only with absolute evidence. We can arrest Kingpin and bring him to justice in one fell swoop."

Last night, they cracked a human trafficking case with George, and now only think of those poor people last night. 

I can't wait to catch Kingpin and bring him to justice as soon as possible.

At this moment, the inspector of Interpol knocked on the door. 

George said, "Come in."

"I'm sorry, Chief George, I just overheard some of your conversations outside."

Upon entering, the inspector apologized first. 

Although he was overheard, George didn't like it very much, but he didn't hit the smiling face with his hand.

Besides, he and the inspector have the same purpose now. 

"Never mind, Inspector. I wonder what you have in mind?"

The inspector glanced at it and said, "I think this brother is right." 

"As long as we have conclusive evidence, we Interpol can directly arrest people." 

"At that time, even your high-level officials have no right to interfere with us."

Then, the inspector looked at George and said, "You must have seen today how powerful Kingpin is in New York." 

"Only if we work together can this tumor be cut off." 

Talking. The inspector held out his hand.

After hesitation for a while, George shook the Inspector's hand: "No problem, happy cooperation!"

On the windowsill, a metal little Spider-Man shared the whole scene in front of the small camera with Gwen.

Inside the toilet, Gwen took off his hood. 

He returned to his seat in the cafe and continued to observe the police station.

The most important thing now is to stay with George and protect him.

Andrew's house.

On the computer screen, Andrew designed a small Spider battlesuit for Pikachu.

Pikachu looked at the pattern on the screen and danced with satisfaction: "Pika...Pika."

"Well, I also think it looks good. This makes the Red Queen hurry up and produce." 

"You'll have something to wear in two days."

"..."

Andrew fondly touched Pikachu's head, and the Queen Red's voice came at this moment.

"Master, to face all the charges against Kingpin and all the reporters in New York City who came to see the news."

"It has now been withdrawn." 

Andrew picked up the corner of his eyes: "Can you find out who gave the order?"

The Red Queen continued: "The investigation is underway, and there will be results soon."

"Don't worry, the more hopeful Kingpin is. The more desperate I will make him."

"Understood, Master."

Andrew didn't care about the outside world anymore, but opened the game in his mind. 

After harvesting a wave of four-leaf clovers, enter the room to see the frog cub.

At the moment, the frog cub sat at the table reading a book, and seemed to sense Andrew's arrival. 

Immediately a small bubble of a smiley face appeared.

Andrew also smiled: "Pay attention to safety when traveling." 

The little head of the frog cub nodded, it was really cute.

Then the expressions on the small bubbles changed one after another. 

For the first time, it was a small portrait of a few pairs of armors. 

Then Alice, then a tough tough guy, and finally Ash and his buddies.

"Are you introducing me to your friends?"

The frog cub nodded happily.

Andrew continued: "We welcome your friends to come and play in the future."

In the store, after preparing another bento for the frog cub, Andrew quit the game.

Grumbing...

Andrew, who had just quit the game, saw Pikachu touching his stomach and looking at him with aggrieved expression: "Pika...chu."

Andrew touched Pikachu's head: "You little foodie, wait a minute. I'll get you something to eat." 

"Pikachu..."

Pikachu immediately jumped on Andrew's shoulder and entered the kitchen with Andrew. 

Happy waiting for Andrew to cook for him.

At the same time.

Inside Osborn Industries. 

Norman and Peter are conducting research, and the subject of the study is the monkey that derived the second personality.

A tube of newly developed blue medicine was injected into the monkey under the operation of the robotic arm.

After a long time, the equipment used to monitor the monkeys' vital signs did not fluctuate much. 

Looking at the unresponsive experimental equipment, Norman took off his gloves and walked out of the laboratory. 

Peter also walked out after Norman.

"Peter, what do you think is the problem now?"

After thinking about it, Peter said: "Actually, I think, maybe our thinking is wrong."

"Our drug may not activate the monkey's second personality."

Norman's eyes lit up: "Oh? What is that?" 

"It amplifies his other emotions, that is, the monkey does not have a second personality, but will only become irritable at a certain point in time."

"It's not without reason."

Norman patted Peter on the shoulder: "The idea is good, but again, we need to hurry up." 

"It's best to finish the human experiment as soon as possible."

Peter frowned: "Dr. Norman, I don't think it's ready for human experiments." 

"And for this kind of experiment, it's hard for us to find experimenters."

Norman smiled: "Don't worry, the experimenter has been found." 

"As long as the new drug does not continue to show side effects in monkeys, human experiments can be carried out."

Peter glanced at Norman suspiciously and asked, "Where did the volunteers for the human experiment come from?"

Norman looked at Peter, and didn't intend to continue to hide it, but whispered: "I bought it..."

!

Norman changed back.

To be continued...