Dr. Night mixed with Marvel

The next day, Michael went to see Yan's embryo.

This embryo may have developed surprisingly slowly because its starting point was too high, and now it is almost the same as a newborn baby.

Michael took a look at the Cosmic Rubik's Cube. Didn't he boast that this thing had infinite energy?It doesn’t feel good no matter what.

Back in the laboratory, Michael saw a sneaky figure.

"what are you doing?"

Susie was startled and quickly put the bullet in her back.

"Nothing."

Susie put a bug under the table and ran out feeling guilty.

Michael reluctantly took out the bug under the table and crushed it.

Several robot spiders ran over and dropped several bugs of the same style.

Michael slapped it to pieces.

On the other side, Mike and Marcus, who were eavesdropping, suddenly felt a harsh noise in their ears.

"Fake."

All the bugs were dismantled as soon as they were turned on, leaving them even more helpless.

Mike asked, "What should we do?"

Marcus thought for a moment and said, "Take the initiative. Anyway, he already knows that we are watching him."

"Also, if you have a face-to-face interview, you may be able to find more flaws."

The two of them immediately took a boat to Twilight Island.

The captain said to them: "Be careful. This is the private property of the Umbrella Company. It is said that it contains the core secrets of their company. Basically, everyone who comes to the island has been arrested."

"Caught?"

Mike asked curiously: "What will happen to those who are caught?"

"Simple, they will be restricted in their range of activities and either leave private property or live a savage life on the beach. I wish you a safe future."

After saying that, the captain drove the boat back.

He glanced back at the two of them, then turned on his cell phone and reported: "Lord Red Queen, they are on the island."

These fools, don’t they know that the headquarters of Cobra Security Company has been moved to the seaside?

Mike watched the boat run away, then turned to Marcus and asked, "What do you think will happen if you are caught?"

Marcus glanced at him and didn't say anything, but silently raised his hands.

Mike was very confused and couldn't help but said: "Why are you raising your hand?"

"You raise your head and look up there."

When Mike looked up, he saw three robots carrying huge guns, looking at them silently.

Mike slowly raised his hands to show that he was not a threat.

The leader of the robot dropped two pairs of handcuffs. Mike obediently picked up the handcuffs and leaned on his hands.

Then the robot waved his hand, beckoning them to follow.

Seeing that the robot didn't do anything special, Mike said, "Where are you going to take us?"

However, the robot ignored his incompetent rant.

Soon, they were caught in the center of the island, and they saw a huge garden.

In the center is a huge pool, with an angel holding a vase in his hand, and water continues to flow out of the vase.

"Rich people really know how to play."

Mike couldn't help but sigh.

They continued walking forward. This was a huge white building that looked like the White House at first glance.

"This guy didn't build a White House here."

Marcus looked at the surrounding load-bearing stone pillars and said, "No, this thing is much more majestic than the White House. It makes me feel like a pilgrim."

They came to the steps. Each step here was half a meter thick, a total of 99 steps.

Mike nodded and said: "It is indeed not the White House, this horse is the temple. This guy doesn't think of himself as a god."

The robot glanced back at them, and Mike immediately closed his mouth knowingly.

Then the two people climbed up with difficulty. There was a large stone door with an angel carved on the left and right.

The stone door was open, and they could directly see the grand scene inside.

From the steps to the interior is a huge red carpet that extends all the way to the throne.

They stood on the red carpet, looking at the tall buildings, and instantly felt much smaller.

Marcus looked at the red carpet, pulled off a strand of silk thread and said: "It is made of pure wool, and it is top-notch. This carpet is probably worth [-] million."

Mike couldn't help but open his mouth wide after hearing this.

"Do these rich people have so much money that they have no place to spend it?"

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Marcus smiled and said: "Maybe people really have too much money and no place to spend it, just like Little Bruce in the movie, his sentence with the butler is very classic."

"What?"

"Don't use your family property to challenge my pocket money."

Mike shut his mouth.

Although this sentence is ironic, it is also very realistic.

Their handcuffs were removed by the robot, which then retreated on its own.

"How is this going?"

Mike was a little surprised.

Marcus said: "I'm afraid they are not qualified to enter here."

After saying that, Marcus took the lead and walked in.

"Don't be in a daze, come in quickly."

"Oh."

Mike quickly followed.

He stepped on the carpet, feeling unhappy.

Damn rich people, why don't you spread banknotes on the floor?

The two came to the temple, but found that there was nothing here except the huge throne in the deepest part.

If they had come for pilgrimage, they would have been impressed by the solemn and solemn architecture.

Marcus couldn't help but wonder, what was the purpose of Michael Dai and the others coming here?

If it was deterrence, then the goal would have been achieved long ago.

Michael walked out from behind slowly, looked at them, and then asked: "Are you here on pilgrimage?"

Didn't you let the robot take us here?

Mike was about to blurt out, but was held down by Marcus.

He said directly: "Dr. Morbius, we are the special police of FBL. We are here to verify some situations with you."

"Just ask."

"What are you doing on the night of July 14th?"

Michael smiled brightly and said, "I'm doing some exercise."

"Who can prove it?"

"my girlfriend."

Marcus took out a photo, handed it to Michael and said, "Do you know him?"

Michael glanced at the photo, which was that of Senator Stan.

"Of course we know each other. We are still friends. What happened to him?"

Now that the authorities have not announced these cases, Michael has to pretend not to know.

"he died."

"Oh, that's great. I've long been disgusted by this kind of trash. It's simply an insult to citizens that such a scum can become a member of parliament."

Marcus was a little speechless, but he couldn't see anything, including Michael's microexpressions, which were all normal.

"Who do you think the murderer might be?"

"Anyone is possible."

"There were many murders that night. Do you recognize all these photos?"

Marcus took out another stack of photos and handed them to Michael.

"Don't know? But why are these photos put together? Do you suspect that the murderer is the same person?"

Marcus froze for a moment.

Some of these people died from gunshots, some from beatings, and some died more brutally.

There are basically any ways of death, and only a few have eyewitnesses who prove that the person was killed by someone wearing a black bat armor.

But why are these cases grouped together?

If a person commits a crime and travels to different areas of the United States many times, the speed of action required is something that even a superhero cannot do.

This is a gang crime.

But why are the police so sure to investigate the case together?They know the underlying link, or cause, of these people's deaths.

Marcus immediately realized that his thinking was wrong.

"Thank you for reminding."

Marcus turned and left.