The Death Knell

After the doctor admitted his secret identity, Su Ming knew that he was willing to cooperate.

Su Ming can actually act alone, but if he wants to do more in a limited time, he needs a few helpers.

Steve has already helped him sell instant noodles, and the attention of all parties is now on the captain, the perfect target. With Captain America, Su Ming can do his own thing in the dark.

There are a lot of masked heroes and villains in New York now, but the only ones who are really interested in Su Ming and can be of some use are the Avenging Angel and the Torch Bearer.

Among the remaining people, although Mr. E and others are also very good, they are all detectives, and Su Ming is going to the battlefield.

"I suspect that foreign spies are behind Phantom Bullet's death. Are you willing to investigate together?"

Su Ming bluntly stated his intention. Once he starts taking action, he must act vigorously and resolutely.

"Of course, I will continue to investigate even if you don't show up..." Holloway nodded, but he was a little confused: "But you are a mercenary... Who hired you?"

To be honest, there is no employer in this matter, Su Ming is just worried about the future.

He lives to do whatever he wants, whether it's Mustache, Hydra, or even the U-Devil ruling the world, they are all totalitarian lunatics, and Su Ming has to say goodbye to his free life.

Raise your right arm, raise your fists, or slap your chest. Is there any difference between these three?

Unless he hides somewhere like Kama Taj or Antarctica, but that would not be a normal day.

Even these places are not safe, and evil spirits may flood the world at any time.

So in response to the doctor's question, Su Ming just showed a mysterious smile and pointed to the sky with a finger. As for what you understand it to be, that's up to you.

You can think it is God's will or God's opinion, depending on the doctor's beliefs.

Dr. Holloway narrowed his eyes, thinking he understood.

The other party's actions come from secret orders, maybe from high-level military officials, maybe from the White House.

Under the guise of Captain America, their super soldier has actually been active for over a decade.

Maybe in these years, and in the future mentioned by the Two-Gunman, the people Deathstroke killed were instructed by the state, and he was a scavenger from the top.

Cunning, politicians are so cunning...

But this reason is enough. If you ask too many questions, Deathstroke may kill himself to silence him afterwards.

The doctor nodded and gave Su Ming an understanding expression. Su Ming smiled back. Who knows what he understood.

"Come on, let's go to the morgue and see the bodies?"

Su Ming stood up and straightened his coat. He didn't want to stay in the smell of urine anymore. The avenging angel joined him, so he could start taking action.

"Then please come to the office with me. I need to make a few calls and make some arrangements." Holloway planned to walk out the door.

"It's too troublesome for you to do that. Let me teach you how to do it."

Su Ming grabbed the doctor's arm, held his neck and walked downstairs. .

Although the doctor wanted to struggle, the arm locked him tightly like a steel ring. He could only say goodbye to the nurse at the front desk and said that he was going to another city for a medical visit and asked the nursing home to hire a familiar doctor. Come and cover the shift for a few days.

This excuse was good, and Su Ming safely put him in the car.

"Gin, New York City Forensic Center."

"Okay, boss."

After getting in the car, Su Ming released the doctor's neck and let him look around.

He himself pressed a few buttons, and the counter in the middle of the carriage rose upwards, and then the sides slowly slid open like a cabinet, revealing the contents inside.

In the light was a black and yellow uniform, surrounded by various equipment.

Automatic rifles, shotguns, pistols, grenades, props, a golden scimitar, and a black giant sword.

Su Ming quickly took off his clothes, put on his uniform, and then put on his mask. A series of numbers flashed quickly in the scarlet eyepiece.

Holloway looked at him with envy.

He doesn't have such a good car, nor such complete equipment. Even the weapons are inherited.

But he's not going to do it for money, that's not in line with his values, he's wearing a mask to do justice.

"He just called you boss, and your disguised identity is that of a businessman."

"Yes, I remember that you were a loyal customer of mine."

Su Ming's voice went through the voice changer and turned into a hoarse and terrifying frequency.

"I don't remember that I have ever hired a murderer." The doctor raised his eyes upwards and pretended to recall that he never had to hire a murderer. Hiring a murderer to kill someone was too much.

"God bless you, what are you thinking?"

Su Ming shook his head with a smile, closed the cabinet, took out a bottle of wine from the space below, and threw it to Dr. Holloway.

In the speeding car, Holloway caught the bottle of wine that was coming at him quickly. He looked down and understood instantly.

Skywalker's drink.

This made him even more convinced that the other party was working for the president. Everyone knew that Lao Luo in the White House was firmly opposed to the prohibition of alcohol.

Skywalker's drink appeared in 1925 and was widely circulated in New York from the beginning.

Without the support of a large political family, how could it have been possible to persevere and defeat almost all gang operations at that time until now?

The doctor has already figured out the big chess the president played when he was young, including how to make money through drinking, running for president, eliminating political opponents, and a series of big dramas.

Dirty, those who play tactics have dirty hearts.

Su Ming: "???"

He was stunned when he saw the doctor taking the drink. Of course, the wine in his car was good, but it wouldn't make him so moved, right?

To be honest, he was able to find out the doctor's home and work address only because of the winery's delivery address.

The comic information he knew was inaccurate, and he could only rely on real-life investigations to confirm it.

Fortunately, Holloway knows how to drink, and who among those drinking in New York has never ordered a midnight express delivery?

Of course, the midnight delivery industry no longer lives up to its name. They now deliver during the day and don't need to drill manhole covers anymore.

Su Ming quickly found the address in their delivery note. Dr. Holloway not only loved drinking, but also drank good wine.

For example, Skywalker 25-year-old cellar aging, Skywalker King Supreme Whiskey, Skywalker Invincible Rum Gift Pack...

Su Ming all came up with these weird names, but it turns out that this timeless product name paired with advertising is useful, and the brewing industry is still providing him with a steady stream of small money.

It's just that in recent years, female customers have become the main force, and they are all poor women who have lost their husbands or children.

"Drink, you're welcome, I have plenty of drinks." Su Ming brought him back to his senses, then took out a set of armor from the cabinet on the side and handed it to Holloway: "You have lost your old uniform, I'll give it to you Prepared new ones.”

This new uniform is actually not a good thing. It is just a thin chain mail made of steel and sprayed with a layer of quick-drying blue paint. It is a bit heavy, but with Holloway's physical condition, it is completely affordable.

Today's heroes don't even have body armor, so how can they go to the battlefield?

The current uniform of the Avenging Angel looks like blue autumn clothes and long trousers... Even for the sake of appearance, why don't they wear mail?

"We'll talk about it later after drinking. Business is important, but I accept the uniform. Thank you to your employer for me. I will not cross the line. Please keep my identity secret."

The doctor completed his brainstorming again. In his opinion, this uniform is the approval from the superiors and the hush money...

We know who you are, we have power and wealth, and those who know how to do it will contribute to the country and cooperate with us. If the word "no" pops up, haha, kill or bury you.

Holloway had no idea of ​​resisting the government, and it was his wish to contribute to the country, so amidst various misunderstandings and speculation, he immediately accepted the task.

Su Ming didn't care what he thought, it was fooled anyway, right? And the doctor seems to have acquiesced in Deathstroke's leadership, which is also a good thing.