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Chapter 273 Detective Charles (Part [-])
The matter of Charles has come to an end for the time being. Bruce just needs to urge him to practice his abilities continuously and strive to be free to control as soon as possible. Moreover, Bruce needs to instill some different values ​​in Charles during this period. His future plans, Charles is an integral piece of the puzzle.

Of course, Bruce also has an extra good way to pass the time in the following life, which is to take Charles to some necessary training.As the most powerful evolutionary of psychic abilities in the Marvel world, Bruce absolutely does not allow Charles to rely on the shielding device, because if a dependence is formed, what if he cannot reach his original height in the future?
Of course, it's not that Bruce didn't think about copying Charles' ability, but he gave up in the end, because his ability has not yet reached the situation of copying again, and even if it is copied, it is only the initial seed state, which needs to be constantly restored. upgrade.In the state of being rushed in by people's thoughts, and the whole head was like a paste, after Charles told Bruce once, Bruce gave up the plan to copy it.

Therefore, in the original X-Men series, every time a brain wave device is used, whether it is Charles or the Phoenix girl, it will cause a splitting headache, and even the Phoenix girl breaks the shackles in her mind because of this, making Dark Phoenix Cracks appeared in the cage.

Of course, all of this went relatively smoothly. How to exercise Charles' abilities?Bruce found a good way, which is to help interrogate criminals.The most powerful part of this ability lies in this point. You can know what the other party is thinking, so all the criminal history of the criminal will be invisible.

Of course, it is not difficult for the Wayne Group to get the New York police to cooperate, but it is not an easy task to make the other party believe a child. Bruce had no choice but to stand up and become the detective Sherlock Holmes.

In the interrogation room of the New York Public Security Bureau, a burly man wearing the uniform of a detainee was brought in. His exposed arms were covered with colorful tattoos.On top of his shaved head was a long, narrow scar that ran from his left eye to his chin.

This fierce-looking guy walked into the interrogation room, with tattoos all over his thick arms, cursing in his mouth, as if he was very dissatisfied.When he saw the two people sitting in the interrogation room, he laughed loudly: "I thought it would be some kind of interrogation, but it turned out to be a little boy with a baby."

"Quiet!" The escort behind him directly gave him a slap, but this guy didn't even shake it.

"Name Harry Deliss, accused of murdering his neighbor. Not a small crime!" Bruce sat behind the interrogation table, wearing a long red striped trench coat and holding a bumbling pipe.Looking at the dossier in his hand.

"You're the guy who's going to interrogate me? Pretend to be a fan of Sherlock Holmes?" The suspect didn't take Bruce seriously, but taunted him instead.

"Hehe... It's not me who interrogated you, but him." Bruce said, and gave the pipe in his hand to Charles who was sitting on a small bench beside him. At this time, Charles Jr. was also wearing the same red striped windbreaker as Bruce, Just a small style like a skirt.

"Haha... let a child come to interrogate me? It's a joke. You think I will say it like this? You can find evidence to prove that I killed that guy." The suspect is only detained now, but has not been found. If there is no evidence, once the detention time is up, the only way is to release the person.

"Now you can only choose to answer or not answer our questions, but you can't laugh at our interrogators!" Bruce handed the pipe to Charles, and then gave the little guy the position of the chief judge behind the interrogation table.

And when he said this sentence, he directly punched the arrogant suspect in the face, and sent him flying with a punch.

"How dare you hit me?" Suddenly, the guy's eyes lit up fiercely, and he swung his fist and rushed towards Bruce.

"Be honest with me!" Bruce passed his fist sideways, then grabbed his arm and twisted it, immediately pressing the guy on the interrogation table, his head resting on Charles before.

The little guy looked at the ferocious face in front of him, his little face almost changed color, revealing a look of panic.

"Haha... Look at how frightened this little guy is, isn't he still weaned?" The guy who was pressed down on the table was still extremely arrogant and sarcastically.

"Charles, it's up to you, don't be afraid that I'm here, he won't even have a chance to move a finger." Bruce comforted Charles.

"Good godfather!" Charles said and took off the pendant around his neck.

"Are you going to use that toy sword to torture me, boy?" The dishonest suspect was still taunting like this, and when Bruce exerted a little force, he felt as if his arm was going to be crushed directly, and it was almost miserable. call out.

"Stimulate the other party with words and make the other party lose their ability to judge. Your anti-censorship ability is a little bit, but you can only show that you have ghosts in your heart!" Bruce said: "Charles, interrogate directly."

"Harry Deliss, where were you at six o'clock in the afternoon on July 7th?" Charles' childish voice began to ask.

"Ha ha……"

"Very good, in the grove next to your neighbor's house, erect the bow and crossbow on the crown of the third larch tree." Charles said this directly when the other party was still laughing, making the other party laugh The sound was all suppressed directly in the throat.

"So how did you make your alibi?" Charles went on to ask the next question.

"You..." At this moment, the suspect felt a little bad.

"It turned out to be a delay device. You used cigarettes to make a simple launching device there, and then went to find someone to drink, thus creating an alibi." Charles continued.

"Why do you..." At this time, the arrogant suspect seemed to have seen a ghost. He hadn't told anyone about this, so how could he know.

"The last question, why did you kill your neighbor? According to our investigation, you just had a little financial dispute with him, so you want to kill him?" Charles asked again, and at this time his immature childish voice was heard in this room. The suspect's ears were like the whisper of the devil, so terrifying.

"It turns out that you have an affair with his wife. The other party is not only rich, but also has a beautiful wife. The two of you conspired to commit the crime. You set up a trap, and the woman lured the deceased to the designated area where the crossbow arrows were shot. ’” Detective Fowler closed the case.

(End of this chapter)