I Have A Good Opinion In Marvel

Chapter 158

“We found them from a basement…”

Next, following the explanations of the police and the personal accusations of the two victims, John and Edward, all hands and the students at the scene instantly understood what had happened.

These two young men came here a year ago.

At that time, they thought they had finally found a place to rely on.

Unexpectedly, when they refused an order from a blogger, they immediately became prisoners…

Hearing the stories of these two people, a chill of cold heart gradually rose from the hearts of these young people.

They never thought that this place is not a “home” that can accommodate them, but a “hell” that opens up the abyss and swallows them all lost lambs one by one!

“Then… those who said to leave here, are they all… all taken time…” a blonde girl muttered to herself blankly.

The expression on his face, accompanied by his own brain replenishment, gradually became frightened.

Several cowardly girls were suddenly crushed by the cruel facts, and suddenly started crying with a “wow”.

In addition, there was more or less a trace of panic and fear on the faces of other students.

If the police hadn’t arrived in time, their fate, like John and Edward in front of them, would have become tools for blood supply…

Standing in the crowd, Colleen Wynn, who was a little slender, also frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

She wasn’t scared, she was just a little sick.

After all, she came here only for three days.

However, others are different. Stay in this place for as long as a year and as few as a few months.

I already have a certain degree of affection for this place.

However, I suddenly told them that this place is actually a cult organization. Anyone who disobeys orders will be drained of blood and die in pain…

No one would feel that the world he knew collapsed suddenly.

That kind of feeling is something Colleen Wynn cannot understand.

In her heart, she was more fortunate, with some regrets.

If this place is not “that” place, she might really stay here for a long, long time…

There are not too many ifs in life.

I just walked out of the blogger’s office and came to Lyon next to the main square, thinking the same way.

If he was not assassinated, he would not find the location of the hands and the college; if he did not notify the New York police, many homeless young people would become the eyes and ears of the hands and the society, and some would even be drained. Died with blood in the body…

Different choices make different lives.

Leon feels that as long as he doesn’t regret everything he has done, no matter how difficult and thorny the next thing is, he can move on with a clear conscience!

As for the decision of this hand and the Academy, he believes that the choice he made is correct.

Seeing Leon also came to the square, Inspector Owen’s high level eyes lit up, stepped forward, and handed over a document in his hand: “Agent Lyon, this is the list of residences found in the dormitory. Look, if there is the name of your friend’s daughter on it.”

In the words, it seemed a little flattering.

As long as the case is handled this time, promotion and salary increase are not a dream at all.

The reason why this middle-aged man named Owen was able to obtain the command to lead this operation was because he was George Stacey’s most trusted henchman.

Naturally, he also understood that in this case, if it hadn’t been for the FBI agent from Lyon to provide intelligence and evidence, this sweet pastry would not have his turn.

Therefore, an unexpectedly friendly attitude towards Lyon is also very normal…

“Oh, thanks.”

After taking the file and flipping through it, Leon immediately found the somewhat familiar name: Colleen Wynn

Sure enough, here!

He pointed to “Colleen Wynn” on the list, and said happily: “Found it! She is really here!”

That’s right, the “friend’s daughter” in Lyon’s words is exactly the future girlfriend of Iron Fist, Colleen Wynn!

In his memory, after Colleen Wen returned to New York from Japan, he became the apprentice of the blogger and lived in the Shouhehui Academy.

Later, when Iron Fist came down the mountain and exposed the true face of the blogger, Colleen Wynn suddenly woke up and joined Iron Fist to fight the evil hand and meeting.

She is a female superhero with a very strong sense of justice. Even if she does not have super Ability, she still uses her own strength to help others as much as she can.

Colleen Wen can be considered one of the reasons why he destroyed the Hand and Society Academy.

After all, he didn’t want to see Colleen Wen, a girl full of justice, wasting her youth on hands and meetings under the bewitching of bloggers…

“Oh, Colleen Wynn? I’ll send someone to bring her over.”

Leon was taken aback, then nodded, “Well, I’m sorry to trouble you.”

When he handed the documents back, he suddenly thought of a question and asked casually: “By the way, Inspector Owen, how are these young people going to deal with them?”

“Oh, we will first bring them back to the police station for investigation. Then, if we are sure that they are brought here without knowing it, then we will let them go.”

“Or contact the welfare agency and send them there, where they should be better taken care of…”

Welfare agency?

Hearing this approach, Leon was speechless.

They came here because they didn’t want to go to welfare institutions.

Now that you send them to a welfare institution, don’t you go around and go back to where they were?

Perhaps, as soon as the front foot stepped out of the gate of the police station, the back foot became a homeless tramp again…

Looking at the lost lambs who were registering their identity information with the police, Leon suddenly thought of someone.

A very powerful man in New York.

“He should be able to help settle these people…” In a low voice, Leon said to Owen, “Wait for me first.”

As soon as the voice fell, he went to the corner, took out the phone, and pressed a series of numbers without stopping.

“drop…”

Soon, the call was connected.

A gentleman’s magnetic voice came from the other side: “This is Wesley, may I ask you?”

“It’s me, Leon.”

Hearing the name, James Wesley couldn’t help shaking his hand, and the phone near his ear almost fell to the ground.

Picking up the phone in a hurry, Wesley glanced at Wilson Fisk, who was standing not far away, admiring a painting by Mark Rothko on the wall. He could not help covering his mouth with his hand and said softly, “Excuse me, Is there anything wrong with you?”

“I have something to find your employer.”