I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

"How many 007 movies have you made so far?" The speaker of the Congress turned to look at Benjamin, "I've watched about a dozen of them, and then I feel that the routines are the same, and I'm getting older, so I don't like that kind of filming." It's a movie about killing people, so I didn't pay attention to it any more."

"I filmed a new one last year, so far there may be about twenty." Benjamin said with a smile: "I have only watched the few Brosnan films, and I haven't had time to watch the new ones released last year. I heard that the actors have changed. Yes, it's doing pretty well."

"Really?" The Speaker of the Congress smiled, and suddenly turned to look at James, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he said with a serious expression, "Even with the help of the former 007, the success rate of your plan is not high ?"

James sighed: "This Mason is already eighty years old, and he has been locked in a dark prison all year round. I don't know if he has become stupid, and I don't know how much he remembers the past. And we don't know the layout of the island. It is not known whether Harris recruited anyone other than the 23 soldiers who defected..."

"That's enough, we're not here to listen to your complaints about difficulties." The speaker of Congress thought about what James said, and said coldly, "I want a solution. I heard how you cleared the group of terrorists before the missiles were launched. I want to know how you protect our great country, understand?"

"Understood, sir." James was not nervous, but his tone was much more serious, "I'm just stating the facts, but I can assure you that no matter how difficult it is, as long as you order, we will do our best to complete the task."

"I believe in you, James, and I also believe in your great lads." The Speaker of the Congress tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "But I also have to consider the lives of our soldiers. Although the danger cannot be completely avoided, we must try our best to Minimize the danger."

He raised his head and said word by word to James, "How about letting NIA's Serious Case Team Six participate in this case?"

James opened his mouth, but before he made a sound, Benjamin said, "Mr. Speaker, please forgive me, I don't think it is necessary to involve people with supernatural powers, especially in such a major case."

The faces of the others all changed.

Benjamin waved his hand in the air, and said in a deep voice, "I am not discriminatory, but for the sake of national political security. If we try to rely on supernatural beings, then the right to speak of us ordinary people will inevitably be greatly reduced. "

He stood up, frowned and said, "Especially in such a vicious terrorist case that has no supernatural powers involved and has caused serious impact across the country, I don't think we should rashly involve supernatural powers, but need to prove to the world that We ordinary people also have the ability to solve this kind of thing.”

When everyone heard the words, they all fell into deep thought.

After a while,

The Speaker of the Congress nodded slightly and said, "Mr. President Benjamin, I have to admit that your thinking is very forward-looking. But..."

His eyes were like knives, staring at Benjamin: "If there is no participation of supernatural beings, more casualties may be caused. Can you bear this ending?"

Benjamin clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "At least we have to try."

"Okay." The Speaker of the Congress took a deep breath, turned his head and said to James, "As President Benjamin said, make two plans. The first one is to contact the former 007 and see how much he remembers. Let's make a breakthrough. How high is the possibility of solving this matter. Second, it is still necessary to communicate with the NIA to prepare Sheron and his team."

James nodded, turned and left the room.

Benjamin sat back in his seat and said to the Speaker of the Congress: "Mr. Speaker, please forgive me for being capricious."

"No, Mr. President, what you said is very reasonable." The Speaker of the Congress smiled, "The whole world has undergone drastic changes, and the relationship between supernatural beings and ordinary people will indeed be a question that any ruler needs to think about. However Mr. President, you don't have to worry too much, our country is not born with supernatural powers now, but in the past."

"I know that we had the help of supernatural beings during World War II, but it was a time of war after all. In order to win, we must take all measures that are beneficial to ourselves." Benjamin said, "But now is a time of peace, we must consider social stability."

The speaker of the Congress smiled: "Although I may be irresponsible when I say these words, you are the president of this country, and you will be responsible for this country in the future."

"No, Mr. Speaker, I still need guidance and supervision from a wise man like you."

While Benjamin and the Speaker of Congress were touting each other, James had already contacted a secret prison in another room of the Pentagon. On the TV video, a white-haired old man appeared. He stared blankly at the camera with his eyes blank. No matter how the people around him called him, he didn't respond at all. He looked like a wooden man.

But James is very clear that this guy is definitely pretending.

"Mason, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you." James showed the photo in his hand, "Look carefully at this girl, does she look very similar to your son? Yes, this is your granddaughter, and she is now Studying in New York. In less than 48 hours, New York will be attacked by terrorists, and if you don’t help us, your granddaughter’s life will be in danger.”

James moved the photo closer to the camera, and said in a deep voice: "Time is precious, I can only give you five minutes to think about it, if you don't agree, then you will go back to the dark cell."

After speaking, James looked down at his watch.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and when the minute hand moved five divisions, James stood up without hesitation, turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, the dumb old man on the screen suddenly spoke: "If I agree, what good will I do?"

James' expression was calm: "I can use a special channel to let your granddaughter leave New York early, so that no matter you succeed, she will be safe."

The old man snorted, and his dull eyes immediately became full of vitality, like a sharp steel knife, falling on James through the lens: "What do you want me to do?"

"Alcatraz, you should be familiar with that place, right?" Looking at the sharp eyes of the old man, James laughed instead. "I need you to draw a route so that our people can sneak in secretly from the water."

"Isn't that place already abandoned? Why do you want to..." The old man let out a sigh, and thoughtfully said, "It seems that there is a crisis beyond your control on that island. Well, that island is in Between New York and Gotham, that's why New York is at risk."

"You're right," James said bluntly, "a group of terrorists occupied that island and prepared the cities of New York and Gotham with missiles filled with poison gas. If within 48 hours, the government did not Give them what they want, and they'll fire their missiles, and at that point both cities will be wiped out."