A Certain Marvel Super Player

One hundred and eight, the death of the witch Carrie

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

At around ten o'clock the next morning, Locke and others drove back to the community where they lived.

Enter the eyes.

I saw that opposite the house where I lived, Carrie White's home was turned into ruins at this moment, and members of the Augusta Township Fire Department were nervously rescuing it at this moment.

Gwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the car and frowned: "Did something happen here?"

Cindy and Kahn got out of the back seat and looked at each other, then shook their heads.

at this time.

The instructor, Mrs. Codd, heard the sound of the car and walked out of the house next door. She looked at the four returning people and said, "Thank God, you are finally back. Pack up and we are leaving."

"Walk?"

"Now?"

Gwen and Cindy looked at each other: "But, don't we have tickets on the 10th?"

"changed!"

"What?"

in the house.

Gwen and Cindy sat on the sofa, covering their mouths, listening to Mrs. Cord recounting what happened at the party last night.

After the two of them looked at each other, a trace of joy flashed through them.

Fortunately they didn't go.

Mrs. Codd also had a flash of joy. She was glad that Gwen and the others did not choose to go to the dance. If something happened, my dear, it would be great fun.

Midtown College learned about the Augusta High School Prom as soon as possible.

A director of a mid-city university said that he would come back immediately and could not stay there any longer. As for the fact that he could not change his visa, he had already flown over on his private jet.

The four people this time will be the pillars of Midtown High School for the next three years.

With Gwen and Locke here, Midtown College will not have to worry about not having honors. With honors, it will not have to worry about not having students. With students, let's put it this way, the amount of the sponsorship fee is negotiable.

"How could something like this happen?"

"Don't know yet."

Mrs. Codd shook her head: "But I heard it was Carrie White who did it."

Gwen and Cindy were slightly startled: "What?"

How could it be Carrie White?

But Mrs. Codd didn't know the details, because she didn't go to the dance either. She ran to Sue's house and prepared to get into trouble.

but……

Mrs. Codd frowned: "It is said that at the dance, that Chrissy, the girl who was banned from attending the dance, seemed to pour a bucket of pig blood on Carrie in order to retaliate against her on the day of the dance. On Carrie."

"What?"

"This is too much."

"That's a dance!"

Locke, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, looked at Cindy, who also had a hint of anger for Carrie on her face, and blinked.

By the way, didn't you also want to ask your boyfriend to ask Agent No. 83 to the prom, and then dump Agent No. 83 at the prom?

Cindy felt Locke's gaze and seemed to have thought of something. She explained to herself: "Hey, that woman who came to our school to pretend to be a spy wants to steal my boyfriend. Let alone pour pig blood, just pour dog blood." It’s polite to fall on her, but she grabbed my boyfriend first.”

One yard owned by a yard.

Cindy would never do such an extreme prank.

At the very least, she won't do any pranks at the prom. School prom is a dream place that every girl has longed for for a long time.

Locke smiled, stood up, and walked outside the house.

Mrs. Codd looked at Locke: "Don't go far. We will leave when the chemistry teacher comes back."

Locke hummed and stood at the door, looking at the firefighters working hard to excavate on the opposite side.

Carrie White's house collapsed very badly. From a distance, it seemed as if a hand fell from the sky and smashed the house into pieces.

After Locke took a few glances, he was about to turn around.

at this time.

"Mr. Broughton."

"..."

Locke turned around and looked. Not far away, inside the cordon, two people got out of a black sports car.

woman.

The dashing type.

He knew them, but the other party probably didn't know that he knew them.

Maria Hill, the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Barbara Morse, senior special agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Mockingbird.

"DHS!"

"Homeland Security."

Locke naturally knew that the abbreviation of the Department of Homeland Security was DHS. Watching the two men take out what should be fake documents, but they were real documents, he laughed and said, "I thought you were going to use FBI documents again. "

Maria Hill was full of heroic spirit: "Mr. Broughton, do you mind if I ask you a few questions."

"mind!"

"..."

"I'm very mind."

Locke looked up at Maria Hill: "I have begun to respect your federal law enforcement agencies. Unfortunately, you don't understand that respect is mutual. Talk to me. You can make an appointment with my lawyer."

Finished.

Locke walked directly towards the house.

I'm going to open my mouth to a girl?

These days, there are quite a few women who have died at his hands. In his dictionary, there are four words: "dangerous" words.

Hill looked at the door that was closed with a bang, shook his head, turned and left.

Barbara said from the side: "Do you also suspect that there is something wrong with this guy?"

Hill nodded and shook his head: "I believe Nick Fury. He will definitely not force a confession through words or deeds. That matter must have something to do with Locke, but this matter probably does not."

"Why?"

"When I came here, I asked someone to investigate Locke's whereabouts. Two days ago, he went on a trip with his classmates and didn't come back until this morning."

Hill said this, walked to the ruins opposite, looked at the ruins that were almost crushed into solid land in front of him, and said: "Both he and the Wushuang Assassin are ordinary people, and what happened here, But it involves the extraordinary world."

Witch!

When SHIELD came over, they had already obtained the corresponding surveillance.

Especially the image of stretching out his right hand to directly control a speeding car was very deep in Hill's mind.

There is also the monitoring of the dance party.

Carrie White, suspended above the ground, with disheveled hair and blood-stained body, is even more clearly visible.

“Were pictures of Carrie White sent to police stations and immigration everywhere?”

"already sent."

"That's good."

Hill nodded, looking at the scene of excavation work in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "There should be no..."

"Saw."

"..."

Hill stopped speaking, raised his eyebrows, stood with Barbara, and then looked at the two bodies that the firefighters over there dug out from the rubble.

Carrie White's.

Carrie's mother's.

Hill fell silent.

Did I think wrongly?

after awhile.

Su appeared in front of Hill. While recounting yesterday's events, he looked at Carrie who was put in a body bag and covered in dust. She twitched and said, "If I had known that something like this would happen, I would have Tommy wouldn't be allowed to ask Carrie to the dance."

Some people do something wrong and will shift the responsibility to others, such as Chris, who has dark skin and blood.

But some people will find reasons for themselves when they do something wrong, and will try their best to make up for the other person.

Su is undoubtedly the latter.

Hill comforted Su softly: "Don't worry, tell me slowly, why did you come to Carrie yesterday?"

Su looked up.

Last night, Su watched Tommy rushing out of the dance, crying with joy, hugging Tommy, and then, thinking of Carrie, she ran all the way, passed the exploding gas station, and saw the dead Carrie lying in a pool of blood. Silk quickly sped up and ran towards Carrie's house again.

Su tried hard to control her voice: "When I arrived, I saw Carrie holding her mother who was killed by her."

Barbara raised her eyebrows: "Wait, you mean, Carrie killed her mother?"

Su En said: "Carrie's mother wanted to kill Carrie. She said that Carrie was the devil's daughter and must be killed. Carrie was stabbed several times in the back by her mother. Carrie had no choice but to kill her. Her mother’s.”

Barbara and Hill looked at each other: "Then what?"

Sue continued: "Then, I ran over and wanted to say sorry to Carrie. Carrie pushed me out, and then the whole house started to collapse. When I came to my senses, Carrie and her mother, It’s been buried.”

obviously.

After Carrie killed her mother, she became disheartened and chose to commit suicide.

only……

Barbara felt something was wrong and looked at Su: "You said that you were also one of the people who bullied Carrie. Why didn't Carrie kill you?"

Carrie was completely furious.

There's no reason to keep Su's.

Su opened her mouth, lowered her head, and stared at her belly: "I'm pregnant."

Barbara blinked: "What?"

Hill also frowned.

A wry smile appeared on Su's face: "I didn't even know I was pregnant. Carrie originally wanted to kill me, but she knew I was pregnant, so she pushed me out."

Hill and Barbara looked at each other, if so, that was right.

only……

"Wait a moment."

Hill came back to his senses, looked at the two medical staff who were about to pack the body bag and transport it back, shouted, walked over, opened Carrie White's body bag, and looked at the closed eyes in it, Carrie, who was as quiet as Sleeping Beauty, reached out and touched Carrie's back. After a moment of silence, she retracted her hand and said, "Let's go."

There were indeed marks on Carrie's back stabbed by two sharp blades.

only……

The temperature of the corpse was a bit too cold.

However, considering the underground problems and the burial time, it is considered within a reasonable range.

opposite.

After Locke and others waited for the chemistry teacher to arrive, they were already preparing to pack their things, go to the airport, and take a private jet to leave.

Before getting in the car.

Locke looked at Hill and Barbara who turned to look over there, showed a polite and harmless smile, nodded, and turned around to get in the car.

The car starts.

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