Ninja God in Comics

After passing the paper to Tony, Coulson said nothing, and went straight to the plane about to take off.

After Coulson’s silhouette completely disappeared in the plane, Tony still recalled Coulson’s words.

For a genius inventor, science is all the truth he believes in.

But now, Tony began to doubt whether the own belief was really correct.

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After a comfortable sleep, Roger originally planned to use Flying Thunder God Jutsu directly to the office.

But after seeing oneself’s pair of blood red 3-Tomoe Sharingan, he hesitated for a few seconds.

With his current Chakra Reserves, even if he drives the Sharingan 24 hours a day, it will not affect him.

And if Sharingan is always on, the whole person will look handsome.

Whether to be handsome or low-key is a question.

After thinking about it for several seconds, Roger finally made a decision.

Handsome, it’s for a lifetime!

So before going to the office, he closed the Sharingan and changed it back to the normal appearance before.

When he came to oneself’s very simple decorated office through Flying Thunder God Jutsu, he found that sitting on the sofa of the office was a dark gray suit and a pair of deep red sunglasses. Man.

In front of this man, there is a cup of steaming coffee, and beside his right hand, there is a blind stick.

Roger is no stranger to this person.

In other words, he is no stranger to another identity of this person.

The person sitting on the sofa, on the surface, is a blind lawyer named Matt Murdock, and secretly, he also has an identity named Daredevil.

Roger once met this Daredevil when he was performing a commission in Hell’s Kitchen.

But it is only confined to the encounter, and they have not at all had any dealings.

“Hello, I am Matt Murdock, I am a lawyer!”

After being sent to the firm, Roger not at all made any noise, but Matt still sensed him ‘s arrival

Matt didn’t know exactly how Roger appeared, but he heard Roger’s heartbeat beating slowly.

“Roger, private investigator!”

After speaking, Roger came to his own desk and sat on the specially customized sofa chair.

He not at all actively asked Matt’s plans, but silently waited for Matt oneself to start to talk.

As time passed, the office fell into a strange atmosphere of silence.

One minute, something, five minutes, ten minutes…

After more than twenty minutes, they still did not start to talk.

However, their silent confrontation was finally interrupted.

It was not another client who interrupted them, but two NYPD observers.

“Hello, are you Mr. Roger?” The white male police officer of the leader asked Roger very politely.

For this attitude of the white male police officer, the black partner next to him was taken aback, but he quickly reacted.

It is said that the Roger in front of him is an abnormal murderer who slaughtered 115 gangsters.

After thinking of this, the black police officer unconsciously placed his right hand on the pistol around his waist.

“Yes, I am Roger.”

Although the actions of the black police officer were small, they did not escape Roger’s eyes.

After seeing this scene, several thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

Will appear at this time, and with such a polite and vigilant attitude.

If he guessed correctly, the two policemen should have come for the warehouse case.

Roger is pretty sure that oneself has absolutely no evidence left in the warehouse, whether it is fingerprints or clothes fibers, he has absolutely no legacy.

Before leaving the warehouse, he also confirmed that there are no surveillance cameras in the warehouse.

Then why these two policemen appear here, the answer is ready.

Knowing that the people in the warehouse were killed by him, besides he himself, there are only people from Kingpin.

He is impossible to report oneself to oneself, so it is Kingpin who reports the news to New York Police.

Roger’s guess is generally correct. The only difference is that instead of reporting the news to the police, Kingpin completely publicized the news.

So now, not only the police but also The Hand knows the news.

“Two days ago, there was a gang fight in a warehouse next to Hudson River. 115 gangsters died at the scene, so we hope that Mr. Roger, you can come back to the police station with us to help Investigate this case.”

“Of course, if it’s convenient for you.”

White police officers try to use mild words as much as possible, although there is currently not at all any substantial evidence to prove Roger did the case, but he knew very well that the probability that Roger was the murderer reached more than 90%.

At this time, the white police officer in the heart silently cursed his own superior.

Isn’t he just molesting his sister-in-law? As for hating me so much, he arranged this kind of mission to me.

This white male police officer has seen the warehouse like hell with his own eyes. He knows very well that if the harmless-looking Roger in front of oneself goes crazy, there will be absolutely nothing between oneself and his partner. The plan to leave alive.

Those who died in the warehouse were not gangsters, it was the ninja of The Hand, and only idiot reporters would treat the killer ninja of The Hand as ordinary gangsters.

“Officer, what is your name?” Roger did not answer his question, but asked his name.

“Jack, my name is Jack!”

In answering, Jack involuntarily used the respectful tone of facing the director.

” Officer Jack, I am a private investigator. I am personally happy to assist the police in investigating the case. After all, I am also a person who is willing to cooperate with the police. But you see, I happen to have a client right now. Here, so…”

Roger not at all said clearly, but he was pretty sure, Jack understood the meaning of own.

“Understand, I understand! Since Mr. Roger is inconvenient for you now, then I will not disturb you. If you are convenient at any time, you can come directly to our police station. Then I will not disturb your work Say goodbye!”

After speaking, Jack bowed slightly to Roger, and then left the office with oneself partner as quickly as possible, and closed gently cautious and solemn The door of the office.

“Since you admit that I am your client, can I entrust now?”

When Jack and the two left, Matt stood on the sofa I got up and came straight to Roger.

“Tell me about your commission first, and then I will decide whether to accept your commission!”