«Stop eating?»
« Stop eating what?»
«Unhealthy food. »
« What are you talking about?»
«Damn, you look at yourself, you are so tall that you look more like a decoration for a house than a living person ... Damn, I'm not tall anyway, and here you are ... »
«Ha-ha-ha, yes, I eat normally, and you are still with your growth complex ... Although you consider yourself short, but for the regular Japanese it is higher than can imagine... »
« But ... »- Kugo raised his finger, but Victor interrupted him,« Yes, there are exceptions.»
These four stood at the entrance to the agency, not leaving their seats. Capel walked over to one of the destroyed humanoids and lifted part of it, feeling ... the dirt.
« Vic, look here. This patch of land is not fresh, it is solid. Not only that, looking at this number and the rest of the composition of these pieces, I can assume that they were created somewhere outside the city.» - explained Fedor.
Victor listened to him attentively as he approached, and then lowered his gaze at these clones, taking note of the larger ones.
« You are right, perhaps some kind of warehouse or some kind of factory. But how did this army get here? Just in case, I checked the path of these pieces to here and judging by this ... It seemed that the whole heap just appeared at one point, or was thrown there.»
Cleaning his hands of the dirt and tucking in his shirt, Cape suggested
« Maybe they were brought in cars? Or through the sewers?» - After scratching the stubble he asked a question, « The option with the sewage system deviates, since they did not smell at all, even if you throw in the possibility that they had not been there for a long time, their material should have absorbed at least some kind of smell. And from them you can only feel asphalt and rubble »
« I think I know where they come from. Fedor-san's assumptions were correct, last night I was informed that a large number of trucks drove into the city. They belonged to some kind of factory. Since it was a deep night, I wanted to figure it out myself, in the morning, and did not warn you Sensei, as I thought I could handle it myself. » - Kugo lowered his head. - « I beg your pardon, Sensei.»
«It's okay, Kugo-kun, it's not your fault, but you should have warned me. We all make mistakes, so it's okay. » - Smiling '' like a father, '' said Victor.
« Thank you Sensei. »- straightened Kugo.
«Yes, but it doesn't change the fact that these things HAVE DESTROYED THE STREETS.» - Jin got excited, pointing fingers in different directions.
Looking where Jin was pointing, Victor couldn't help but notice the consequences left by these clones. The damage will not really hit his wallet, he can easily make up for it. For his actions for the good of Japan and as hero number 3, he does not receive a small salary. Moreover, the mayor of the city is his friend, so they can easily cope with it, although they did not want all this.
Victor urgently needs to deal with Gabri-El. His ability is too dangerous
It is necessary to decide whether to bring him to his place, or to put him under control, and if he starts to brawl ... put him in 'eternal sleep' . In short, it is essentially anesthesia, whose duration is completely controllable. This thing is only used at least for criminals who are too dangerous for people. Such, under anesthesia, are scattered all over the world and if one of them can wake up due to external interference, the country that keeps such a person will experience not the best times.Victor checked everyone's dossiers, and I can say that they are not a problem for him.
Leading to Gabri-El.
Victor will maximize the option with 'eternal sleep' , since Gabri-El is not such a scumbag as the others and he hopes for the right end with him. Perhaps Victor will be able to win over to his side and add even more help to himself. But if he has to use 'anesthesia', he'll do it.
« This is not the main problem. The civilians were evacuated, that's the point. A thing can be restored, but a lost life cannot be returned.» - Victor wisely said, Kugo remembered these words. «And now, since the Capel is here, you can start working right away. But first, please welcome my friend, an excellent detective and a new member of the team. You already know the name.»
« I didn't know that you are Sensei's friend, Fedor-san. » Kugo bowed. « Pleased to Meet You.»
« As my colleague said, I am glad to welcome you, SIR! » Jin shouted in a funny salute.
« Vic, your guys are funny.» - Fedor laughed a little. « And this one looks like Deadpool.»
« Yeah?! I always liked him, but how do understand ?! »- Jin asked with childish playfulness, jumping in different directions.
« How? Heh, easy.» - Capel grinned, and then sharply « Because I'm Spider-Man!»
It is not clear how and it is not clear where from, Deadpool's costume appeared on the Capel.
« WOOOW! »Gene's eyes sparkled.
Kugo stood next to Victor, and with such a dazed face turned to him. - Aaa ... - Victor laughed and shrugged. - Ha-ha-ha, I don't know how he did it.
***
Victor and Fedor were in the car and heading to the designated place, to a factory outside the city.
«Tell me, when did you find out that this villain escaped? » - asked the question Capel
« I found out about this quite recently, some time before the attack of the dummies.»
«Then it turns out that the news did not reach you immediately. The escape of this dude happened in a few days, but the question is asked, how did the prison fail to understand that the culprit had escaped? »- lifting his hat and scratching his bald head.-« I do not think that the prison in which he was put was ordinary and was not ready for such a person.»
«You're right, this is a highly qualified prison and can contain many dangerous people. This place is more a place for re-education than for keeping " animals '', unlike in USA.»
« '' Re-education camp '', as I understand it. I've heard of a place like this, and that they are doing well with the job. According to their statistics, they have the least riots and quarrels between inmates, which is quite commendable. However, they were able to cope with our villain.»
He stopped at a traffic light, removed one hand from the steering wheel and sighed.
« The villain's name is Gabri-El and he is not a fool. He honors etiquette and loves mutual respect between opponents. He can reason logically and have a calm conversation. To this day it remains a mystery how a person like him succumbed to criminals. Simple bank robbery. Perhaps his own strength turned his head and thought that no one could stop him.»
« Naive fool, there are always bigger fish in the world.» - Fedor said frowning.
« Exactly. He certainly did not expect that I would arrive and was calm, but all the same ... We must make sure that he came over to our side.»
The car moved again, heading for the exit from the city, picking up speed higher they hurried.
«Why?» - asked Fedor.
« You see, it's his quirk.The ability to create such humanoids in unlimited quantities and of various materials is too terrible in terms of strength ... » - Fedor picked up his thought and continued.
« It is clear now that if he contacts a criminal group, they will be able to receive such power and become famous. They will leave their mark on the history of the country. And if you imagine that the villains will learn about him worse, then there will be no end to the problems.»
« Yes, that's the whole problem. If he is against and starts to row, then you will have to calm him down. » - passing by the gas station, without leaving the route, we continued the trip.
« Vic, I wanted to say about your little ones. »
« HM? What's about them? »
« Haha, nothing. It's just that you have funny ones, but I like energetic, funny little one.» - Fedor said with a bit of a laugh.
« Heh, kind and smart guys, you can rely on them. If anything, the active one, his name is Jin.»
« Jin? I will definitely remember.»
« By the way, he is like you when you were young»
«HM?»
« He is the spitting image of you when you were young. The same restless, the same chatty, does not sit still, wants action. You look like brothers, heh »- Victor grinned.
« Well, it's not for nothing that I liked him, maybe I'll teach him something ... Then, for that matter, the elder looks like you.»
« Ooh ~? I'm already wondering, and what? »- Victor raised an eyebrow.
« Calm, smart, reasonable ... But unlike you
he doesn't walk around with such a face. Like "look at me, and I don't give a fuck what you're looking at and don't give a fuck about you, but I'm cool." »
« Ha-ha-ha, well, you gave me a little owl, I see you "grow up" for such jokes » - Victor smiled.
« Oh, fuck you, at least they don't confuse me with a basketball basket! » - Fedor crossed his arms on his chest.
« Okay, okay, I won't joke so low anymore.» Victor began laughing.
« Иди нахуй.»
(Idi nahui "Fuck off " on Russian )
***
The two reached the factory safely. This is a large building owned by the now closed Hiser weapons company. The building was large and could hold a lot instead. Well, actually, what was the purpose of such a building. Also, the territory was huge and judging by the tracks of the tracks on the ground, we can say that only recently the trucks were removed from here.
Victor and Fedor got out of the car and walked to the main door of the factory, Capel stopped abruptly and looked at the ground.
« Vic, there is a trace of cars on the ground.»
« Of course, the cars that belonged to the campaign were taken from here.»
« No , not like this. Looking closer you will see what I see.» - Fedor gave instructions.
« OK let's see.» - dropping to one knee and peering into the trail, following his gaze to the very end. The owl said to look closely ... Wait a minute « These are the wheels of a passenger car, but judging by the width of the wheels.»
« I can assume that it was an expensive car or limousine. »
Straightening up and thrusting his hand into his pocket, Victor, without ending the dialogue with Capel, continued to walk towards the entrance. - «Take note of this, I think it will come in handy for us.»
Standing there, Yamaguchi tried to open the door, but it was locked. Fedor pulled his magnum out of its holster and calmly said:
«Let me do it. »
He fired two shots at the door, but precisely at the point of the keyhole. A bullet of this caliber was able to rip the lock to shreds that it went right through. Fedor abruptly lifted his leg and knocked out the door. « The way is clear, apparently the door was not "Gandalf" type.-
«Because "You shall not pass? »- Victor asked going inside.
« Exactly. »
- I wanted to ask, jokes before "Quirks Dawn" are pretty funny if you understand them. Unfortunately, young ones not the same ... At least few of them will understand your "references" to books or films»
« With references and not so important, the main thing is that they can appreciate my jokes ...» - suddenly Capel stopped in place and put his hand in front of Victor so that he would stop too (here, due to the age difference, the hand was at the navel, if not even lower) ... « Look over there.»
«Hm? Where? »Looking to the side as Fedor requested, Yamaguchi was able to see what was there. « It's blood.»
« The most real.» - again starting to move, they came to the trail of blood. «It's dry, it's absorbed, but…» Straining his eyes and using his Owl Vision quirk, he learned it better. « The murder is quite recent. Certainly not in minutes or two or three hours, but it was done today. Moreover, this is not a knife wound, since there would be a puddle here, and we have an exactly carved footprint. Drops are scattered in different directions, and judging by this, death came instantly.»
« Then it turns out that the wound was in the neck or head. It turns out that with such an angle of falling blood and instant death, also drop by drop into the rye throw, it was used ...
... weapon »
« Weapon. » - Finishing the general idea said Fedor. « I think it's still a firearm, not a simple knife.»
« Why not? » Yamaguchi raised an eyebrow
« I am good at firearms, so I can say.» - the Owl began to look around in search of more clues.
« I get it.»
Using his quirk again, Fedor scanned the area. Like ordinary owls, he could see in the dark, and since it was the same situation, his quirk was perfect for this. He walked around the building several times and found something that would help them.
« Bingo. »
« What? - Victor approached him.-« It turns out there are videcameras, they could have recorded everything that passed today, anyway.»
« Now I can see too, but where are they connected? » - thanks to his ability to light, Victor can easily see in the dark, so he was able to see like Capel
« We need to break the wall of one of the cells and we can find it through its wire. » - Fedor rolled up his sleeves.
This is exactly what they did. Victor jumped to the camera and after using quirks, he made a hole in the wall. The room with the monitor was classified, and they had to resort to such a banal option. By following the wire, they were able to find the right spot. Once inside, they looked around, and the room was nothing special, except for the huge monitor in the middle of the room.
By turning it on, they were able to enter, which was weird. Usually on such computers they put passwords for the sake of data security, but not in this case. They were probably sure that no one would find this room, so they reacted so irresponsibly to the additional protection of the computer.
Digging through the archives, they found the recorded data for today's date.-« Here it is, let's see what happened here.»
***
The camera was recording from the center of the factory, the place where in the memory of Fedor and Victor, there was blood. Unlike their arrival, a large number of people were visible on the camera. Dressed in an expensive dark coat and a strict black suit, on his head is a fedora hat of the same color. A wrinkled face with a cigar in his mouth, and his charges were presumably standing next to him, as they were also dressed in suits, hats, but with glasses in front of their eyes and each held a weapon in his hands.
These people gave the impression of being a stereotypical gangster from the time of Al Capone.
A single person sat opposite them. Dressed in a formal suit, expensive shoes and a watch of the same quality on his wrist. His characteristic part was his blonde hair. Such hair is usually albino. They were so snow-white that it seemed that all the dark hair segment had disappeared. Old face with that nasty grinning face
Both of these people only by their appearance could make a common person afraid of them. Just looking at them, one could understand that these are not ordinary people. And those who have a lot of influence and who are bad jokes.
Between the two sat a man with red hair and sportswear. On his face was a large scar running through his lips and ending at the right eye.
Judging by his posture and movements, it seemed that he was in deep thought, as if his life was in the balance and from his words everything could be decided
«Well, what is your decision Gabri-El? The man in the hat asked monotonously.»
Gabri-El's body trembled, he slightly moved his hand, trying not to see this movement by these people. He gathered his thoughts and straightened his posture, said confidently:
«I thank you for this, but I probably will refuse, after spending time in the camp, I realized that I shouldn't have started robbing and become a criminal, I just want to live my life in peace ...»
« Who cares about what you want?» - the anger in the gangster's voice was felt. « Nobody gave you the right to choose. The fact that you were able to leave at our first meeting was just a handout from me in some respect for you, so that you somehow gather your thoughts. But now…»
« I perfectly understand that I will not easily leave from here, but at least ...» after making the repeated movement with his hand, which he did at the beginning, several humanoids appeared from the ground that resembled knights, they were with shields and swords. « You too, will not leave here easily.»
«I understood you, well ... Eliminate. » - Slowly and coldly said the gangster and after his words a shot of a weapon rang out.
The sound was not deafening, and indeed no one in the building was firing. The cartridge flew far outside the factory.
After the shot, Gabri-El fell. He died from a bullet in the head. Fast and painless.
« If he does not get to me ... »- clenching his fingers into a fist, he angrily continued, - Then he will not get to anyone, and especially to you "All For One."
***
« Suka, you son of bitch , we are too late! »- raising his voice Victor hit the table with his fist, which destroyed it, from which the monitor fell.