The first genius of American comics

Chapter 297



Chapter 297

Chapter 297

The Archangel was like a mountain, parked in the dark above the hearing venue, the sun was covered, and it was noon, but the field of view was similar to that at night. Many reporters had to turn on the lights on the cameras to broadcast normally.

"I thought that Wang Khan would come in a luxury car, I also thought that he would drive a justice mech, and even thought that the Zaku formation would clear the way for him, but I never thought that he would come in an Archangel ! This is already an aboveboard demonstration, hehe, there is a good show to watch."

There is no need for reporters to add fuel to the scene, just broadcasting the scene of the arrival of the Archangel truthfully, it is enough to attract attention.

People who were not interested in the hearing at first turned on their TVs and computers one after another after learning that the Archangel was coming. They didn't even use their mobile phones, because the screen of the mobile phone was not big enough to reflect the majesty and arrogance of the Archangel.

The people living in DC even put down their work and drove directly to the hearing site. Even if they ran more than a dozen red lights along the way and their salary was fined for this month, they didn't care.

"Wow, is this the Archangel? Sokovia's live broadcast signal was very poor before, and I couldn't see it very clearly. This time I finally saw the real thing. It really is very domineering!"

"It would be great if I could go up there and have a look. I heard that many refugees from Sokovia have stayed there as handymen. I don't know if I have the chance to go up there."

"You are a software engineer. Go up and become a handyman? What do you think?"

"You know what a fart. The Archangel is the crystallization of the highest technology in the world today. Being a handyman on it is more face-saving than being a boss down there. Let alone being a handyman, I am willing to wash the bathroom."

A large number of fans of figurines, mechs, and Star Wars rushed out of their homes and came to the hearing venue.

The DCPD were very nervous and had to pull up the cordon to prevent the crowd from being too concentrated, so as not to cause a stampede!

At this time, a group of congressmen in the venue also came out, looking up at the Archangel, which was less than [-] meters from the ground, and felt that it was difficult to breathe.

A huge psychological pressure surged up. If they were just riding a tiger before, now they are riding a dinosaur. At this moment, they realized their innocence and naivety, thinking that relying on immature political means, Public opinion with nihility can check and balance the umbrella.

Until this moment, when the Archangel, a familiar yet unfamiliar super war machine, stopped in front of them, they realized how sloppy this action was.

A tractor beam came down, and then a team of lawyers headed by Gwen flew down from the umbrella, landed in the center of the hearing venue, and stood in front of a group of congressmen.

"Ms. Gwen, the person we are summoning is Wang Khan, not you!"

"My husband has too many important things to do, so he doesn't have time to talk to you guys. Today I will act as my agent. If you have any objections, I will leave now. After all, I am very busy!"

A member of the House of Representatives had a grim expression, but in the end they still didn't dare to say anything. After all, they won't come, what can you do?Send troops to catch them?Not to mention whether they can be caught, it is estimated that as soon as this order is issued, the military will point their noses at them and yell at them.

"You fucking want us to die?! Get lost, I won't accept this kind of suicide order."

At this moment, the members of the House of Representatives miss the days when the beautiful country was still the world's number one military power. With the backing of the world's number one military strength, their orders can be carried out without hindrance. Unlike now, what they say is nothing like farting The difference is not even as good as farting. After all, farts still have a smell, and their words have no such smell at all.

Gwen was like a proud peacock. Escorted by a team of lawyers, Gwen walked into the hearing venue without giving in. A group of congressmen walked behind, just like a group of followers. This scene was photographed by reporters outside. , and broadcast it live.

"I'll go, just those few people still want to interrogate Wang Khan? How many dishes, are you so drunk?"

"Xiba, a group of Xiba politicians can't understand the situation at all. Xiba is really at home."

"Bageyalu, can you politicians in this beautiful country give us more strength? How can we play the emotional card like this? It's a waste. If you don't have that strength, don't provoke Wang Khan. This is going to be good, it will directly become a farce Already!"

The leaders of various countries are all bigwigs in the political circle, with rich political experience. Just by looking at the faces of the group of congressmen, you can tell that they are cowardly.

While shaking their heads, they also had to lament the power of the protective umbrella. With the strength of a company, a country cannot hold its head up. This is truly unprecedented and unprecedented.

Entering the hearing, Gwen sat on the seat, and then looked at the many congressmen sitting opposite with disdain, as if looking at a group of clowns.

These congressmen now also feel like clowns, especially in front of many reporters and cameras, they feel a little hot on the face.

I wanted to stop the live broadcast, but all the big words have been uttered. It is impossible to stop now. Now that things have happened, I can only bite the bullet.

"Ms. Gwen, have you heard about the killing of Congressman Bu?"

"Of course, the recent headlines, of course I've heard of it."

"Then how do you explain the suspected suspect flying a Flying Wolf fighter?"

"Explain? Why do I have to explain? Isn't it the police and the FBI's job to find the murderer? When is it our protector's turn to be responsible?"

"The Flying Wolf fighter is produced by your umbrella!"

Gwen chuckled.

"The kitchen knives are produced by knife factories, and all kinds of guns are produced by arms manufacturers. According to your logic, once someone is stabbed to death by a knife or shot to death, the owners of these knife factories and arms factories should bear joint and several liabilities. ?"

The expressions of several congressmen are very ugly. Of course they know that this reason is untenable, and they have never thought of using this reason to punish the umbrella. Their intention is to use the pressure of public opinion to force the umbrella to make concessions, but now it is obvious. It doesn't work anymore.

While several councilors were thinking about what to do next, Gwen tapped the cup a few times, and a virtual screen unfolded, with photos of several corpses on it, which were the autopsy photos of Councilor Bu.

"This congressman was shot eighteen times, and his entire chest was smashed. I have to say, he died a terrible death. But as far as I know, the apartment he lives in is equipped with an extremely strict security system, and the government Protected by the department's security personnel, it is almost impossible for the killer to sneak in."

"That is to say, the possibility of Mr. Bou being murdered is very small."

"Ms. Gwen, what do you want to say?"

Gwen chuckled and said a conclusion that stunned everyone.

"I would like to say that since the possibility of homicide is so small and Mr. Bo died again, there is only one conclusion, and that is suicide."

Gwen pointed at Mr. Bu's body and shouted loudly.

"I think Mr. Bu shot himself eighteen times and committed suicide!"

(End of this chapter)


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