Maggi.

What the hell is this messing into?

Death is coming?

Where the hell is this going to catch criminals?

When Mark heard this, he immediately fell into a deep state of panic.

But.

Mark felt like he could still struggle.

Subsequently.

Mark asked Debbie next to him, "Say the specifics of the bombing flight again." ”

Although Debbie didn't understand, she still glanced at the information summarized by several major law enforcement agencies on the tablet and said: "Ferrero Flight 180, originally scheduled to fly from New York's JFK Airport to Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, exploded less than ten minutes after takeoff due to a fuel leak caused by damaged parts. ”

Mark listened.

All right.

That's right.

Really.

It's never been a serious Marvel Universe.

How can you mess in and not be afraid that the earth will explode tomorrow?

Mark complained inwardly that he had a little luck at the same time.

At least.

He went back to New York instead of going out.

So......

There is no harm without contrast.

Compared with the various deaths in the original plot, I have to say that this is a fortunate thing.

Inside the interrogation room.

Alex, who is only seventeen years old this year, is in a state of confusion, shock and pain.

He didn't know why he had such dreams.

If you can.

He would rather ...... Do it again.

That's when it happened.

The door to the interrogation room opened.

Alex looked up at the three people who walked in.

Mark pulled out his chair and sat down, staring at Alex in front of him, who still had small spots on his face.

Debbie and Maggie saw that their boss did not speak, and just stood aside in silence.

Good for a while.

In the midst of this breath-suffocating contest, Alex looked up and said with some fear, "I...... Can I go, sir? ”

"What do you say?"

“……”

Mark smiled, reached out to Debbie and took the tablet that Debbie handed over, just glanced at Alex, "Say, tell me everything that happened in your dream." ”

Mark has made up his mind.

If this Grim Reaper is a physical object that can be traced.

Then no problem.

No one can sin in his foundation and get away with it.

No one!

But if not in kind.

Then there is no way.

Something so big happened, although the cause of the explosion was not conclusively determined, a preliminary investigation of the scene has already been released.

Accidentally.

An extremely sad and sad accident.

The cause is a small loose part in the fuel tank.

It doesn't matter if it was Lucifer in a previous life or not.

But Mark is not a god right now.

It doesn't matter if there is something substantial, Mark.

But slap one without substance?

Forget it.

Alex swallowed a little dryly, and Mark nodded directly to Debbie who was standing at the door.

Not much.

"Drink, drink it."

“…… Thank you! ”

Alex looked at the surprisingly kind Mark and was also slightly stunned.

The aviation police, who had just invited him here, took him to blame.

After taking a big sip of water.

Alex wiped his lips, quietly held the water glass with both hands, and recalled with some uneasiness: "We are planning to take this flight to France for off-campus travel course activities......"

"When I got on the plane, I talked and laughed with my classmates."

"After that, I sat down in my seat and was scratched by a raised spike."

“…… A voice whispered in my ear to go. ”

And then ...... The plane suddenly shook and exploded after takeoff. ”

“…… By the time the fire engulfed me, I woke up. ”

"...... after"

Speaking of which, in the end.

Alex seemed to have lost all his strength, staring blankly at the water in the cup in front of him.

Mark, who was sitting across from him, didn't make a sound.

But he quickly corresponded Alex with the original plot in his memory.

Half ringing.

Mark sighed.

You can do it, you mess in!

I just counted me losing.

Sure enough, it's the Grim Reaper

There is no choice but to deal with it as an accident.

What else can I do?

Death?

Stop it.

Mark can't keep busy with a lot of in front of him, to catch a Grim Reaper hiding behind the scenes?

Mark is not sick and does not need to take medicine!

Besides.

Such supernatural events are also not under Mark's jurisdiction.

Thinking.

Mark said directly to Debbie, "Give me the phone." ”

After taking Debbie's phone.

Mark dialed the phone directly.

Not much.

The phone is connected.

"Maria Hill!"

"Harrow, Ms. Hill, I'm Mark Louis!"

“…… Where did Director Louis know about my personal phone number? ”

“…… This is a trivial matter, and I am calling you this time to deliver the case. ”

“……”

Mark hung up and smiled.

Where did you know the phone?

Who is Mark?

FBI Divisional Directorate.

To put it bluntly, as long as you're not using a disposable phone, as long as you're settling in your home country.

Not to mention the phone, even the social account can be found in many marks.

If this thing can't be done, the FBI can completely change its name to sell sweet potatoes!

It was close to ten o'clock.

Hill pushed open the door to the interrogation room with Black Widow and Hawkeye, who had dealt with him a few times.

Mark was in the interrogation room, smiling and chatting with Alex's parents.

They are the FBI, the investigative bureau that protects the population.

Gao Leng also depends on the object.

After seeing the pick-up man arrive, Mark smiled at Alex's parents and said sorry, then got up and stretched out his right hand to Hill and said with a smile, "Ms. Hill, we meet again." ”

Hill, who walked in a cold manner, glanced at Mark's outstretched right hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

After shaking hands, he said lightly: "Maybe I should ask Kate if she gave my phone to her fiancé." ”

On the word fiancé, Hill is heavily nasal.

Sounds murderous.

Mark still smiled.

Not at all!

The reason why he found Hill's number and saved it is easy to explain.

For the linkage between law enforcement agencies.

Unless that black boiled egg dares to say that his headquarters is not on native soil.

If that's the case.

Mark dared to order a complete change of all the documents of the FBI agents in New York State.

And the method of making American knives is used to make FBI documents......

After smiling, Mark invited Alex's parents to the next room for a cup of coffee at the airport.

After repeatedly saying that it was just a simple inquiry, Alex's parents gave Alex a worried look, but eventually followed Mark out.

Half an hour later.

Mark shook hands with the parents of the surviving children at the airport.

Then he turned to look at Agent Hill from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hill's beautiful eyes stared at the smiling Mark without blinking.

"What the hell are you up to?"

"Is there one?"

"I don't believe you're going to give us the case so easily?"

"You Aegis are tracking down special events, this is a special event, isn't it?"

"I'll keep an eye on you, Director Mark Louis."

"No, just ask me for a cup of coffee, I know everything."

“…… Good bye. ”

“……”