Chapter 10: Those Who Seek Revenge
"These guys set my car on fire. I don't know how you guys became cops. You have to pay for it."
At the Queens district police station. An old lady was pointing her fingers and yelling at the two new policemen who were standing in front of the station commander. The camp commander asked while looking up at the two young men who had just graduated from the training.
"As for Kevin...can you explain to me how it happened?"
The two young men respectfully saluted the camp commander. A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, named Kevin, spoke first.
"Yes, Captain, we went to help because we saw a man put his hand in the window saying he left the keys in the car. But it was a car thief."
As for the gray hair, he filled in his companion's words.
"We still asked him to tell us the number of the car. The number is correct and we think he is the owner. He drove off and came to Mitsukashi shortly after. We also shot the car thief with a gun and shot the fuel tank. The thief got out of the car and ran away and the car was damaged."
The captain couldn't stand it anymore and started laughing. These two boys are young, aren't they? It hasn't been long since he arrived at the police station from the security forces.
"I'll leave it... Big sister, I'll sign it. The mayor's office will do something for big sister's car. The two of you... Then you'll have to work two more weeks in the park. I'll also cut the salary a bit. Will you?"
The two new policemen were happy because the captain didn't punish them too hard. Captain Lewis has 25 years of police experience and is in his fifties. He is always gentle and kind to his subordinates. Because he is fair, he has a good reputation. However, because he spoke directly to his superiors, he was disrespected and was not promoted. Instead of staying at NYPD headquarters, he was stationed at a small precinct. That is why the policemen respect him.
The old lady did not find any more problems about the matter and left. The mayor's office will at least help her get the bill. If you're lucky, you might get a new car. The two young men saluted him and left. The chief of the police station continued to do his work with a smile.
Soon another officer, Inspector Lee, entered. Lee is a Chinese American and must say he is talented. He must be about thirty-five years old, thin and good-looking. He told the commander.
"Sir, we got a clue about the murder on 295th Street. The killers' car was found two streets over."
"Hmm... Did you just find out about last week's incident?"
"A cleaner opened the door of the truck and found the van full of bullet holes and informed the camp."
"Aw....an old but still good box?"
The police chief got up from his seat. As he got older, he was not as light as before. He tried the gun from his waist and asked the inspector.
"Did you call NYPD headquarters? What did the FBI say?"
"The NYPD said they're already on the scene, sir. We're locals and we'll have to follow. The FBI didn't come because they thought it was a normal case."
"Okay... As for the heroes..."
"They're not interested..."
The commander shook his head. This is not a small case. A few months ago, a quality inspector who was inspecting a collapsed building was murdered, and clues indicate that an earth-type mutant was involved. The station commander is treating the case as a hush-hush, and the other side is treating it as an ordinary murder until it is reported to the FBI. What about the heroes? They only focus on catching super villains and getting famous, so they rarely get involved in law enforcement.
"Of course they go."
2.
They came upon a large warehouse on 295th Street. The two police cars turned on the emergency lights and drove frantically, and the station commander couldn't understand. Therefore, he asked the soldier who was driving.
"Hey trooper... why are you driving so fast? We're just following a trail. No need to rush, right?"
However, the soldier only turned around and did not answer. While sitting next to him, Inspector opened a sparkling can and handed it to the camp commander.
"Shouldn't we be quick? Rob...drink...it's hot in the afternoon."
The camp commander took the can and looked at the inspector incomprehendingly. The kind of look that says, 'What is this person doing so well today?' Lee opened another can and drank it himself.
"It's like you Americans only drink cola. It's like you don't like sparkling very much."
"Who would pay for lemonade?"
"Heh heh..." Lee smiled slightly and took a drink from his can. Soon they were in the warehouse.
"Hey...Lee, where's the van? Don't you see the truck?"
"van is in the warehouse." Two policemen pulled open the large storage room door. It was so dark inside that you couldn't see anything. However, the width is lower. The commander of the camp thought that he was even getting some blood smell.
When the two policemen opened fire, the commander of the camp was so shocked that his eyes widened. About a dozen armed black gangsters lay dead with wide eyes in a pool of blood under the darkness of warehouse. There is no such thing as a van or a truck. And without any NYPD presence. They are the only ones. And there is dead gangsters and they seem to be killed before they get here.
"This... this is..."
"Diamond Bro's gang, black people's gang. They all dead and we killed them ealier."
"You... you..."
The policemen pointed a gun at the commander of the camp. The camp commander immediately stepped back and tried to pull out his gun, but the gun was no longer in his waistband. Lee revealed commander's gun in his hand.
"Uh...Uh....Are you looking for something?"
"Lee, explain to me what you're doing."
As for Lee, he slowly approached the camp commander while smiling. He said in a cold tone.
"Our employer is worried about you. You are like a smelly dog. Our employer will not sleep well if you continue to investigate this case."
"Are you crazy... do you think the detectives didn't know you killed me?"
The camp commander threw a chair on the ground and ran away. Later, the policemen shot at him, but the commander of the camp was not able to hit him in a short time because of his high skill.
He ran to the back where the paper packings were arranged and hid. He picked up a dead black man's gun and tried to fight back, but the gun was empty.
"Fuck... this whole place is pre-planned by them."
"Amazed, this place is going to be your grave."
A gun was aimed at the commander's head, and the commander's eyes widened. He turned around and saw an Lee emerging from the shadow.
"My mutant power shadow travelling is not very powerful, but it is a D+ power. In the darkness, I can go as I please within a distance of a hundred meters without any obstacles. Why am I explaining this to you? You are an old man who is going to die like this."
"You bitch...traitor...you think you can escape the clutches of the law?"
The camp commander yelled, shoved the inspataly away and continued to run. Lee followed with lazy steps.
"Hahaha... I'm scared. Do you know why the FBI isn't interested in this case? It's because our employer is such an existence that they can't provoke. Do you think you can escape from my hands..."
Little by little, the camp commander felt as if his energy was running out, so he remembered the drink he had taken a sip of in the car.
"You...poisoned me?"
"That's great...it's hard to be late. Show your skills to the death. If you're a policeman in Hell, you'll have to do it." As a prank, Lee pointed the gun at his own ear and then fired at the camp commander. The gunshot hit the heart of the camp commander, who had no strength to run, and he fell immediately. As for Lee, after killing the man, he was laughing and laughing. When he signaled, the policemen pointed their guns at the roof and fired continuously.
As for Inspector, he turned on his disabled police radio and reached out to the department.
"Help I'm 3690. We are on the 295th Street. An officer has fallen. We are facing the Diamond Bros gang."
"Ah.." A policeman shouted, pretending to be shoot by someone. After that, Lee turned off the radio and laughed slyly. Then he shot his arm with a bullet.
Pretending that he was injured would be more elaborate, wouldn't it?
.....
Sakura Construction Group.
It is a well known construction company in New York City. Is was own by a branch of the Yamaguchi family, one of Japan's main warrior families, is managed by their second lord, Mr. Aizawa. He has built many hospitals, residential apartments and other buildings in New York and is renowned for its quality.
Now, young Aizawa is looking at the data on the computer. black hair The long face and mustache made the young man feel like a handsome upper classman. Mr. Aizawa is older cousin of S rank hero Usaki and is only 23 years old. He's not a hero, but he's not lower than A rank in mutant power. Beside him was a very beautiful Asian secretary girl. The girl bowed to him and said.
"Aizawa-sama. The police side has cleared the danger. We have also wiped out a branch of the Diamond Bros."
"Good...kill two birds with one stone." The young man nodded and continued.
"Then no one will know about problems in my buildings, and I've already reduced my competitor's strength in the drug traffic."
....
A boxing club.
A picture of a large shining diamond was mounted on the wall.
It's a boxing club, but there's no one practicing boxing. All are kneeling in front of a man. The man was wearing a long black leather robe and had clear and sharp eyes. His skin was dark, and he had a scar on his forehead as a symbol of bravery. If Tin Mi and Min Lwin saw that young man, they would be surprised. It's Fred, who is always bullied while they were in highschool. He asked in a cold tone.
"How did younger brother No.7 died?"
Hundreds of African American gang stars were kneeling in front of the young man, none of them saying a word. Even the nearly seven-foot-tall giants who seemed to be the leaders didn't dare say a word.
"I'm not asking you to punish. Don't you want to kill the whore who killed the No.7. Don't you know..."
A young leader boldly raised his head and said.
"Older brother, I was the last one who contacted my younger brother seven on the phone. They said their branch was surrounded by yakuza guys. When we got there, the police arrived, and they slipped away."
"Yakuza...hmmm... the Sakura gang is the only yakuza gang in this New York. Phew..."
The young man spat on the ground and looked at his men with a stern look.
"We're going to make those guys pay back what they deserve. Start a war. You guys get weapons. We're going to take their branches tonight. After they're all taken, we're going to besiege the headquarters. We're going to impale and roast that fascist mother-fu*ker Aizawa."
A leader interrupted and asked. "Big brother, what are you going to do with the heroes and the police?"
Fred looked facelessly at the leader. The leader was so scared that he hung his head.
"If they block our road, we will also kill them." Fred hit the ground and said. The entire boxing club shook like an earthquake and the entire plot of land was about to collapse. Lightning powers surrounded Fred and it was very scary. His power doesn't seem to be among the low ones either.
.....
Captain Lewis opened his eyes. He was very surprised to see the white ceiling.
"What... I'm already dead, right... I must be in the beyond."
He looked at his heart area. He was shot close to the heart with a pistol, so his chance of survival was very low, right? However, only steel was found in the area of his heart, and the entire left side of his body seemed to be constructed of metal like a robot. Even one of his eyes was running some unknown texts with a strange digital font.
"Hello Mr. Lewis...are you awake?"
Suddenly, the metal door of the room opened automatically, and a person in a steward's uniform and four maids in a maid's uniform entered. Lewis could not understand.
The man in the stewardess suit had nothing but a faceless TV screen and a smiling emoji. His style is kind of funny and he even looks like Blibili TV man. The faces of the housemaids look like humans, but they have silicone faces, and their limbs are like robots.
"My name is Stanford, Chief Steward of the Pendragon Family. You have been given a second life thanks to my mistress."
"Second life...so I'm not dead yet." Lewis looked down at his half-robot body. One side of his intact body was experiencing touch, while the other side was operating with technologies he couldn't understand.
"When we found you, your heart was already damaged beyond repair, and the blood vessels on the sides of your body were also damaged, so you were replaced with a robot body. You will have to wait for three months to adapt with your new body."
Lewis looked at Pendragon's steward with an angry face.
"Can't it be faster than that? I really want to take revenge now."
😶 The steward's emoji face changed to a surprised emoji. "It's good to be active, Mr. Lewis. But ten years is not too late for a good man's revenge. Presently I will introduce you to my mistress."
The TV head steward touched a button on his head, and a three-dimensional hologram projector appeared, and the image of a girl appeared. The girl looked no older than ten years old, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She was sitting on an intricately decorated wooden chair, the picture of the Pendragon Family Seal hanging on the wall behind him was clearly visible. The little girl said in a tone that was sweet to everyone's ears.
"Hello, Mr. Lewis. Nice to meet you. I am Viscountess Fralita Tyrone Pendragon. The current head of the two noble families, Pendragon and Tyrone."