Chapter 135 The "weapon" of the wolf hunting
The shooter, Lee Harvey Oswald, is dead.
Patrolman, J-D-Tippett, dead.
The hotel owner, Jack Ruby, is dead.
Charles Xavier took off the brain wave device. He was so tired that he didn't get up from the chair directly. He hung the brain wave helmet with his left hand and stared blankly at the front.
"God, Charles, you didn't go home all night, did you?"
Hank, who just came to work at the research institute early in the morning, walked into the brain wave room. He looked at Charles with a greasy face and dark circles under his eyes, a few shirt buttons undone in a mess, and even the leftover fast food packaging from yesterday was thrown beside him. bag.
"Hank. Hey.. Hey!"
Professor Charles suddenly twitched a weird smile, which made Hank McCoy even more frightened, and he had never imagined the consequences of excessive use of the brainwave device.
"Charles, don't scare me, what happened, what did you see?"
Charles threw the brain wave helmet in his hand into Hank's arms, and the latter caught it in a panic, seeing his smile became more creepy.
"I don't see anything. The funny thing is here, Hank, I don't see anything! They're all dead, one after the other, like a horse races against me!"
Hank had never seen such a hysterical gaffe from Charles before, and he froze there not knowing what to say.
Professor Xavier, who had vented his anger, calmed down a little, and the haze of depression dissipated a little. He supported his cheeks with his hands, rubbed them indiscriminately, and lay down for a long time without making a sound.
At noon on November 22, President Kennedy, his wife, and the governor of Texas drove through the most prosperous area of Dallas in a convertible car, maintaining a speed of only 15 to 20 kilometers per hour.
When the convoy passed a textbook warehouse in Texas, President Kennedy was hit by a bullet fired from a distance, and her wife and bodyguards rushed up to cover the president's body in a panic.
But at this time, Kennedy's skull had been shattered by bullets.
First lady Jacquely even tried to climb onto the back of the car in a panic, reaching for a dislodged skull.
After hearing the news in the TV studio that day, Charles Xavier hurried back from the Rockefeller Center to the Institute of Mutant Forces, frantically searching for the situation at that time with an electroencephalometer.
Gunman Lee Oswald, hiding in a school book building in Dallas, Texas, shot and killed President Kennedy as he was walking past the building through a sixth-floor window.
Oswald left quickly after the shooting, took the bus back to his place of residence, and then went out again. The time did not exceed 40 minutes, but as soon as he walked out of the house, he "ran into" a Dallas police officer J-D-Tippett,
The patrolman didn't say a word, it seemed that he was waiting for Oswald here, and shot him dead immediately.
Then the patrolman passed a hotel on the way back, and was shot and killed by the hotel owner Jack Ruby.
Only four days have passed since the incident. Eighteen people who were suspected of being connected with this shocking assassination died one after another.
Six of them were shot, three died in a car accident, two "suicides", one had his throat cut, one had his neck broken, and five "died of natural causes".
Charles Xavier used an electroencephalogram to check the people who appeared in the vicinity of the entire city of Dallas that day, and even put himself under a heavy mental burden to search deep into the deep memories of thousands of people.
He searched for relatives and friends of the murderer, people who the policeman who killed the murderer might have seen, people who the hotel owner who killed the policeman had contacted.
Professor Charles, sitting in the mutant power brainwave room, frantically searching for the truth in the vast crowd,
He fell into a huge maze, and this maze continued to generate new dense lines, and constantly collapsed and erased the old ones.
Until tonight, Charles was completely lost.
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"professor?"
Darwin and the Kraken, the angels knocked on the door of the brain wave room, Charles took a look, and finally stood up with his body supported.
They looked no better than Charles.
Darwin looked at Sean who bowed his head and said nothing, opened his mouth, and said helplessly:
"Why don't you 'see' yourself, I'm afraid I can't explain clearly."
"Take it easy Darwin, stop making him telepathic, Sean? What's going on?"
Hank glanced at the exhausted Charles and helped him out. Sean the Sea Demon finally raised his head, and said with a cry of grievance:
"Professor! I... I was sued. Hundreds of people sued me for the sound waves I released when I flew over the urban area, which damaged their eardrums and ear structures. Some even lost their hearing for life. I... woo woo I'm going to jail Professor."
Sean, who just graduated from high school for less than a year, squatted on the ground, covered his face and cried, Hank and Darwin squatted down and hugged him, comforting him, trying to say that things were not that bad.
Charles slowly looked at "Angel" Salvador with a dull face. She folded her arms, and said angrily with the characteristic ruffian that had been in the gray corner:
"Just received the news that you have been sued by nearly a hundred people for causing heavy property damage to others. That day you controlled the pedestrian evacuation around the square in the Brooklyn neighborhood. Some vendors said that their food truck stalls were destroyed. Some passers-by claimed that their wallets, Jewelry and important belongings were all lost after he was controlled and evacuated at that time."
"Hey! There are even some who claim to be my former 'guests', saying that they must have contracted some disease, and clamoring that mutants also carry unknown viruses with mutations."
The person in charge of the research institute, Mr. Michael Hals, rushed over. He already knew the roller coaster plight of the "X-Men" at the moment,
Looking at the distraught Professor Charles, he could only comfort everyone, saying that this action would be endorsed by the Institute of Mutant Powers, and they would not be allowed to face prosecution alone.
Charles numbly walked back to the brain wave room without speaking to anyone. He recalled the unspoken plan of Mr. President before his death. Deep down, Charles was against such extreme behavior, and he was also trying to avoid going to that step. .
But now, the mutants who have only lived a "heroic" life for a few days, have now become aliens that everyone shouts and beats.
He slid against the wall and sat on the floor in the corner of the laboratory, watching his team members bewildered, unable to form a word of comfort for a long time.
Congress is still discussing the "Awakening Project" proposal intensely. The future of mutants has just taken an important step, and Mr. President was brutally shot and even unwilling to cover up carefully.
Vice President Lyndon Johnson took the oath of office on Air Force One immediately after Kennedy's death, and strongly invited the "First Lady" Jacqueline, who had not had time to change her blood-stained dress, to watch the ceremony
"Vice President Johnson!"
Professor Charles Xavier popped up a name in his mind. He grabbed his thick dark brown hair, and the feeling of scalp pain made him sober up a lot, since he could even do things like shoot and kill the President of the United States.
"Then don't blame me for being unruly."
Professor X murmured.
Bang Bang!
"How long am I going to wear this shit!"
The thirty-sixth president of the United States, Lyndon Johnson, who just took office, knocked on the black helmet with full coverage on his head, leaving only a T-shaped hole to expose his eyes and nose.
Director Edgar Hoover on the opposite side also wore a pair.
The two of them sat in an office in the White House for a hidden meeting, which was really weird and funny.
"Tomorrow, Mr. President, there will be good news to come, even tonight. But in order to prevent that person from really doing extreme behavior, we'd better go to the underground nuclear explosion-proof bunker immediately."
Hoover still spoke respectfully.
In the past few days since Johnson took office, except for a few televised speeches and short public appearances, he has always worn this helmet, and he doesn't care about the strange eyes of the surrounding government officials or staff.
Even two days later, everyone felt that it was reasonable to do so. After all, the previous president had just had his skull removed by a shot, and no one could question the timidity of the new president.
It’s just some people who hold the conspiracy theory of the Vice President’s supremacy deep in their hearts, and they despise this kind of bad show behavior infinitely.
Lyndon Johnson looked at the vigorous and vigorous Hoover still in that state of being extremely humble to the president on the surface, hehe smiled.
"Mr. Secretary, the few years of my tenure will have ample time to remove the huge 'cancer' inside the United States and put the power of this country back in the right hands. However, how is my serum prepared? .”
"You can do it at any time, sir, but I reserve my opinion. It is more recommended that you get injected after leaving office. After all, there will be considerable changes in your physical appearance after serum injections. You often show your face in public, and it is not realistic to rely on makeup to cover up."
Hoover is still somewhat resistant to President Johnson’s request. Extraordinary power’s participation in high-level regimes is a very sensitive topic. Johnson’s cooperation is not bad. He hopes that his plan can be successfully laid out in the past few years.
"Hehe, I'm afraid I won't have a chance after leaving office, 'Borzoi'. How sure are you? The nuclear bomb in the Neon Capital seemed unbelievable at the time. Now it is speculated that it is very likely that he did it. We didn't A missed opportunity!"
The telepathic shielding helmet on Director Hoover’s head is also very good at "shielding" the resentment on his right face at the moment. Since the Roosevelt era,
The "president" hiding in the shadows of the United States discovered for the first time the weirdness of that family.
Until today, more than twenty years have passed. For Hoover, no matter how many nets he has laid in the depths of the American government, how many secrets, how many secrets of senior officials and even Mr. President he has controlled.
But I always feel that there is a pair of eyes behind me, indifferent and disdainful.
People who often look out from the shadows, if they find that there is a deeper layer of darkness watching them, what kind of horror will it be?
"Mr. President, tonight, tonight we will have the most important thing—"
"Weapon".
The specific details of the Kennedy incident have been changed, but this is roughly the process. If you are interested, you can search for it yourself. The weirdness has continued for many years.
Hoover was in power until the 1970s until he died of old age. Roosevelt died of a mysterious illness during his tenure. Kennedy was stabbed to death. Kennedy's own brother ran for president a few years later and was also stabbed to death. There are many more strange things It happened, but even if the Americans dared to take a picture of a president like the house of cards, they did not dare to take a serious picture of Hoover.
Hehe, Xiao Lizi made a film about Hoover, but in the end it all focused on his innocuous side stories.
This is also why Panpan uses such a person who does not exist in the Marvel stories as a behind-the-scenes black hand at this stage, because the black hand prototypes in various stories in the United States only take a small part of this Mr. Director Inspiration.
(end of this chapter)