My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

After a busy day, Vice President Madeleine returned to the villa.

The $3.8 million mansion on Long Island, New York, is her favorite property.

Although as a migrant worker, it is not as profitable as those capital shareholders, but in his long career as a vice president, it is not a problem to earn such a mansion.

Turn on the light, sit on the sofa, and brush off her long hair to clear away the troubles she brought back.

After closing her eyes for a moment, she thought of her baby.

It's almost 12 o'clock now, the babysitter should be asleep, and the baby should be asleep too.

But she still wanted to see her child.

That was one of the sources of her motivation in life.

Just as I was about to go upstairs, I was blocked by a figure.

A person that she had not expected at all appeared.

Motherland!

A man from the motherland with a thin but still recognizable face came downstairs with a baby in his arms.

"Zu...John?!"

She looked at the motherland in surprise, wondering why he suddenly appeared.

Both the Water Company and her thought that the motherland had died!

Unexpectedly, the other party appeared in his home in a grand manner, holding his child.

"Oh oh oh."

The natives teased the baby in their arms with their fingers, making a woohoo sound.

"He's cute, isn't he? All babies are so cute, they don't lie, they don't cheat, they don't hurt, they're harmless, like an angel."

He seemed to like babies, and said to Madeleine while teasing them.

"You're scared? Your heart is beating like a crazy little electric motor, why?" The natives showed a puzzled expression.

But then he pretended to realize, "Oh, for your children? Understandably, mothers are always willing to give everything for their children. Are you afraid I'll hurt them? Madeleine."

Madeleine looked pleading, "Don't hurt him, please, John."

The natives ignored him and walked down the stairs with the baby in his arms.

“I watched the latest news, I was removed from the Super Seven. The video of Flight 305 was made public and I became the guy that everyone despised. Operation in the Middle East fought indiscriminate killings of civilians, and those in the media put the blame on me. on the head."

The natives calmly told Madeleine what he had learned.

His tone was calm, but Madeleine could feel the pent-up anger in it.

Like before the eruption, there is terror in the calm. Once it erupts, the entire villa will be burned to the ground.

"No, John, there is still a chance for everything, and there is a chance for recovery. You are back, we will launch crisis public relations, and you will be able to return to the Super Seven."

Madeleine cautiously consoled the people of the motherland.

There was a slight flicker in the eyes of the motherland, and this was the tears in his eyes.

He struggled to hold back the tears, not wanting them to stay.

"Shut up!"

A roar made Madeline shiver.

The baby in his arms was startled and cried.

"Shhhh!"

The motherland didn't want to hear the baby's cry, so he covered the baby's mouth with his hand to prevent him from making a sound.

"No! Don't hurt him! Please, John, come at me, don't hurt him. He's just a kid."

Madeleine's tears flowed instantly, she grabbed the uniform of the motherland and begged him bitterly.

"Don't try to deceive - deceive - me!"

He gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, like a fierce beast that launched a slaughter.

"You know how I'm doing these days? No, you never seem to know, you didn't even try to find me. What you and the Water Company did was throw all the filth on me, and you put I treat me as an abandoned son, let me be blamed for you, and let me be cast aside by the people!"

"tell me!"

His eyes were about to burst into flames, "Isn't what I did for the Walter Company? How much value have I created for the company? Is this how you treat your heroes?!"

"No, it's not like that."

Madeleine whispered to him, "It's difficult for the company right now, but once you're back in the public eye, you'll be able to rejoin the Super Seven."

"Don't mention the Super Seven to me!"

The motherland's lips twitched and said this sentence almost hysterically.

"Look at what you've done. What has the Super Seven become? It's completely torn apart, and its former glory has been completely ruined by you. Look who's left now?"

"Wonder Woman, or Starlight? The most innocent and white lotus, the purest woman who doesn't look like a slutty **** at all? Huh?"

He shook his head in disappointment, "The Super Seven has been unable to recover. Walter personally destroyed him during the time I disappeared."

The people of the motherland have calmed down now.

He walked to Madeleine, who was slumped on the ground, and squeezed her neck lightly.

Whispered to her in a low voice, "We wouldn't have been like this, this shouldn't have happened, Madeleine!"

......

The next day, early morning.

After receiving the news of Vice President Madeleine's accident, Nightwing immediately rushed to the scene.

Nightwing in plain clothes befriends a lot of people at the police station.

As the director of the security department of the Dawn Company, he often cooperates with the New York City Police Department, so he can enter the scene without hindrance.

"what's the situation?"

The scene was a mess, and the fire in the villa had just been put out. Standing in front of the ruins, Nightwing asked the police officer in charge.

"Vice President Madeleine, a baby, and a nanny, all tragically killed."

The officer frowned and said to Nightwing.

"Is the body confirmed?"

"It has been pulled to the police station, and the specific situation will not be determined until after the autopsy. However, it is initially estimated that the accident was caused by an accidental fire."

The burly black police officer pointed to the surroundings, "The surrounding neighbors did not find any suspicious persons, so murder can be temporarily ruled out."

"uh-huh."

Nightwing was noncommittal.

Asked the black police officer for a pass and entered the scene.

The fire in the villa was not too big, but the interior decoration was burnt down, and the external walls and steel structures were still intact.

The timely arrival of fire trucks prevented the spread of the fire.

Cover your mouth with a handkerchief~www.readwn.com~ Nightwing enters the scene.

There are still fires at the scene, and black smoke drifts from time to time.

Nightwing covered his mouth and looked around, trying to find any valuable clues.

After searching for a while, I saw two small holes in the wall.

The shape of the hole is very small, the size of two glass spheres.

Nightwing carefully observed the traces around the hole, the burning irregular edges.

He used **** to measure the horizontal distance between the two holes, and then put his fingers on his eyes for comparison.

The results concluded that the horizontal spacing of the holes is the same as the distance between the human eyes.

He squeezed his chin with his right hand and knew who killed Vice President Madeleine and others.

Sure enough, did this guy do something when he came out?