A Certain Marvel Super Player

"Unparalleled Assassin?"

"right."

Listening to Jason's description, and then Kate's addition, George already knew what had just happened at the New York Police Department.

but……

George frowned and said, "Have you checked the surveillance?"

Kate said: "We have checked, and none of the surveillance cameras captured it. This is simply impossible. From the police station gate to the autopsy office, you have to take the elevator, and the elevator surveillance did not capture it at all. .”

Even after they heard the gunshots, they rushed to the autopsy room.

Such a little time was not enough for the Wushuang assassin to slip away quietly, but the fact was that the Wushuang assassin left, and he left in a swaggering and arrogant manner.

"Jason, what was the Wushuang Assassin doing when you found him?"

"He's standing right over at Jeff's autopsy table."

"……Yeah?"

George looked at Jason, frowned after listening to these words, and then thinking about what the doctor, Kate and others had just said, he looked up at the lit operating room: "I want to go in."

Jason and Kate were slightly startled.

After they came to their senses, George directly opened the door to the operating room, and then walked directly into the operating room under the gaze of the nurse who wanted to stop but did not dare to stop.

However, after a while, before a minute had passed, George came out.

Standing at the door, Jason and Kate, who had not yet recovered, looked at George who had left and returned, completely puzzled.

George lowered his head.

He just asked the surgeon to check Jeff. To be precise, he checked Jeff's neck. It was certain that there were no scars on it.

Not to mention the small hole that George described, there was not even a tooth mark.

As a man who has been serving New York City since graduating from the New York Police Academy, George, who has been serving for more than 20 years now, is different from those rookies who have just entered the industry.

The New York City that those rookies saw was a world away.

In George's eyes, New York City looked different again. To this day, George has not forgotten the murder case he encountered sixteen years ago, in his first year as a police detective.

The deceased seemed to have been bitten on the neck by some animal. He was a drug addict. It was an ordinary and unremarkable case.

Until that night, the autopsy room alarm sounded, and when they rushed there, the body of the addict who was supposed to be dead was missing.

After calling up the surveillance, an incredible picture appeared. The surveillance showed that the body of the addict got up on his own, and then stumbled out of the autopsy room by breaking the window.

right.

The New York Police Department's autopsy room used to be on the first floor. Because of this incident, the address of the autopsy room was moved from the first floor to the second underground floor.

George originally wanted to continue the investigation, but the case was snatched away by two people claiming to be the FBI. George had just become a police detective at the time, and he also wanted to end this haunted farce, so this The case was transferred.

In the first few years, George had investigated privately, but after investigating the so-called vampire legend, George finally chose to give up and continue the investigation.

Because, at that time, Gwen had just been born, and he wanted to accompany Helen and watch the little Gwen grow up healthily.

No.

George had just listened to Jason and Kate's narration, and had a paradoxical feeling, which instantly awakened this already dusty memory.

Jeff was dead, he was sure of it.

But now Jeff is being rescued and is not dead.

But there were no so-called transformation marks on Jeff's neck, which made George a little confused. Could it be that Jeff was really not dead at that time, but just pretending to be dead?

the next day.

Locke took the watch from the cabinet, put it on, got off the elevator, started the car, and left the Star Building.

Half an hour later.

Locke arrived at Gwen's apartment, and then, after picking up Gwen, drove towards New Amsterdam Hospital.

By the time Locke arrived, Jeff Martin had already been pushed out of the operating room, and Tauris was in the hospital, sitting on a chair and looking nervously at her sleeping husband.

George was leaning on the chair in the corridor with his eyes closed. George rested on this chair last night.

After all, George is not Superman or Locke, and he is not young anymore. If he doesn't sleep all night, he can't make up for it in ten days.

"dad."

"……Um?"

George opened his eyes, looked at Gwen standing in front of him and was slightly startled: "Why are you here?"

Gwen handed over the breakfast that her mother had made early in the morning: "Mom asked me to bring you breakfast. He knows that you will definitely stay here and not go home."

A smile appeared on George's face, and he took the lunch box from Gwen's hand. Then, he seemed to see Locke and smiled: "Gwen asked you to pick her up?"

Gwen rolled her eyes: "Dad."

What's wrong with your girlfriend asking her boyfriend to pick her up?

Locke said: "There is such a murderer who has not been caught and brought to justice in New York City. If Gwen doesn't say anything, I will accompany Gwen."

George nodded.

Although the Wushuang Assassin had also been operating in New York City before, the impact was not as great as this case.

Very simple.

Peerless assassins have principles, while criminals have no bottom line or principles.

Gwen then said: "Besides, Locke and I are going to the insurance company later."

Gwen naturally mentioned the insurance policy to him and Helen.

To be precise, Gwen mentioned it after returning from Jeff's house yesterday.

Gwen said that after the insurance company paid out, she wanted to donate $300,000 to the Martin family.

George and Helen were in a trance.

Three hundred thousand?

Also donate.

Good guy, why don't they know that their family suddenly has an extra $300,000 that can be donated?

No, Gwen told the story about the insurance policy.

Locke also knew about this.

Gwen should have talked to Locke when they went to the parking lot. Locke didn't mean anything to it. Anyway, the money could be said to have been brought by the strong wind, and the beneficiary was also Gwen. Naturally, Gwen could use it however he wanted. is allowed.

Gwen's character is the kind of person who likes to help others, and he also heard Gwen talk a lot about the relationship between the Stacy family and the Martin family. Otherwise, Locke would not have made excuses for himself for various reasons. Resurrected Jeff.

George and Helen were in a daze after hearing about the insurance policy.

Kind of...

It turns out that money is so easy to make, so I went out to sea, and then, not only did I spend no money, but I even earned one million from the insurance company?

It's equivalent to George's salary for ten years.

This is so magical.

But then George and Helen also came to their senses.

This damn thing is in exchange for one's life. If Gwen hadn't come back, they could have gotten the one million, but George and Helen would rather not have one million than to have their daughter return safely.

But.

George and Helen quite recognized Locke's behavior. For ordinary people like them, a high-quality insurance can indeed help them resist most risks.

This is why there are basically as many people working in the federal insurance industry as there are stockbrokers on Wall Street.

only……

George frowned: "But have you decided to pay compensation so soon?"

Locke looked at George and explained: "The Poseidon is still hot, and another case like this comes out."

George understood instantly.

Nothing else.

Insurance companies were established by capitalists, not for charity but to make money.

When faced with a problem that requires compensation, insurance companies would rather hire thirty people to find loopholes that avoid paying compensation than simply pay compensation.

But Locke is different.

Not to mention that they did not find any loopholes in the policy, but simply speaking, they were not willing to refuse compensation.

The popularity of Poseidon is still there.

The survivors had only just returned. If they refused to pay compensation in a word-of-mouth manner, how would the public view their insurance company after the news spread?

Not to mention high-quality customers like Locke.

Of course.

Now the insurance company is not sure whether to remove this big customer who bought insurance from Texas to New York from the list of high-quality customers and transfer it to the list of risk customers.

Anyway.

It is too risky to refuse compensation at this time. However, if compensation is paid at this time, you can take advantage of it and launch a wave of advertising without any advertising.

Just four million.

As long as this wave can bring in 400 customers, then the capital is guaranteed, and the rest is basically earned through blood.

This is why the insurance company chooses to pay the compensation so neatly.

Going to the insurance company later is just a formality.

The current hospital is the main purpose of Locke's visit.

Locke looked up at Jeff, who was lying unconscious on the bed in the ward, and Tauris, who was sitting on the chair beside the bed, holding Jeff's right hand, seemingly praying. He looked at Sitting on the chair, with bloodshot eyes, drinking. George, who brought coffee to Gwen, said, "How's Officer Jeff Martin doing?"

George took a sip of coffee and nodded: "The doctor said that Jeff's desire to live is too strong and he will get better."

After hearing this, Gwen was very happy: "That's great."

George said with a strange expression: "The doctor said that Jeff had actually woken up during the operation, but he woke up at the wrong time. The doctor used a large dose of anesthetic before he could afford to give Jeff a He fainted."

If George hadn't checked Jeff's body inside and out in the middle of the night after Jeff was pushed out, he would have really suspected something.

This friend of mine is no longer a human being.

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