Chapter 303 The strength of an orangutan, the loyalty of a dog, and the carrying speed of a leopard.

"Any questions?"

Chandler saw Peter looking outside and walked over to him and asked him.

"Nothing, what's her name?"

Peter asked the name of the deceased.

"Kyla Cofield, she and two other friends are here to participate in the Miss Corn competition."

Chandler said to him: "Her friends said she disappeared last night. I didn't expect that she would freeze to death here."

Glancing to the left and right, he coughed and asked Peter in a low voice: "Brother, can you tell me who the murderer is?"

Now Chandler has developed a dependence on Peter.

As soon as there was a possible case involving superpowers, he would immediately think of seeking Peter's help.

With Peter's help over the years, he has surpassed Lane in the position and became the deputy chief of the Smallville Police Department.

"Do you think I am a futurist? You can tell the murderer just by looking at the deceased. That is what a prophet can do."

Peter glanced at him and said speechlessly.

If Star-Lord was not involved as the reporter who discovered the body, he would have no interest in participating in such troublesome matters.

"In my eyes, man, you're just so amazing."

Chandler flattered Peter.

"I heard you had a daughter."

He soon gossiped about Peter's daughter.

"Uh-huh, is there a problem?"

"Congratulations, you should have informed me. I can prepare a gift for your daughter."

Chandler said with a slightly regretful tone.

"No, thank you. Raven lacks nothing now. She should be the richest girl in Smallville now."

Peter said something that stunned Chandler.

"The richest? Are you saying you wrote a will to her now?"

Chandler asked confused.

Seeing that Peter was about the same age as his son, and had a face without any wrinkles, he suspected that Peter's children were all married, but Peter was still in this young state.

I still don’t know who wrote the will for whom!

at the same time.

Chloe, who was standing outside the crime scene, was looking inside with her feet on her feet.

As the editor-in-chief of the Torch Newspaper, Chloe had a keen interest in the news of deaths during the Harvest Festival.

"Death of the Ice Princess at Smallville Corn Festival!"

Chloe even had an idea of ​​a news topic she wanted to write about.

"I have to go in and take a look, Lana, can you help me figure it out?"

Chloe took a deep breath and looked to Lana next to her for help.

"Aren't you afraid of dead bodies?"

Lana asked her wordlessly.

"Yes, I was very scared, but the scariest thing about being a journalist is that no one pays attention to the news you write."

Chloe's eyes searched the scene and found Peter inside.

"Mr. Padrick is in there, Lana, can you help me?"

Chloe asked Lana to tell Peter to let her in.

After being pestered by Chloe, Lana had no choice but to agree to her.

After a few minutes.

Peter walked out of the room and saw a somewhat embarrassed Lana and Chloe walking up together.

"Uncle Padraic."

Seeing the two people greeting him, Peter stopped and looked at them, "Lana, Chloe, good morning."

"Good morning, Uncle Padraic."

Lana said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Can you say hello to Officer Chandler? Chloe wants to go in and have a look."

Hearing Lana's request, Peter turned his attention to Chloe who was eager to try.

"sure."

He nodded and said to the two women.

"Thank you, sir."

Chloe immediately thanked him excitedly.

After leaving the scene of the death, Chloe, who got first-hand information, did not return to school immediately, but continued the investigation about the "Ice Corn" girl.

Talon Club.

At this time, the female teacher who is responsible for the Miss Corn audition is training the girls participating in the beauty pageant.

"Okay, girls, let's take a five-minute break and then we'll start from the beginning."

Following the order from the female teacher, the sexy and beautiful girls began to step off the stage to rest.

Chloe walked into the training ground with a camera.

"Ms. Knight, can I talk to you?"

Chloe came over and asked the female teacher.

"What do you want to ask, Chloe?"

The female teacher knew Chloe, so she didn't go around in circles with her.

"About the girl who froze to death in the alley today, Ms. Knight."

The female teacher put down the cup in her hand, "About this matter, all I know is that she and the other two girls came in last. I don't know much about the rest."

Chloe nodded and continued to ask: "Which two girls?"

"Victoria and Taylor."

As she said this, she pointed out the two girls who were resting - one black and one white, two beauties with very different skins - to Chloe.

After Chloe thanked the female teacher who provided the clue, she sat in the rest area and kept observing the two women's every move.

It wasn't until the end of training that Chloe found the opportunity.

Seeing the two of them going to a deserted corner to discuss something, Chloe followed them.

"Are you sure no one saw what you did?"

The white girl Victoria asked Taylor in a low voice.

Dark-skinned Taylor said helplessly: "She wants to spread it out, what else can I do? Maybe we should turn back time, go back to the past, do nothing, and then go home."

"Don't be silly, we must participate in this celebration, it can distract others' attention very well."

Victoria said to the black man: "Proceed as planned."

"Click!"

The two were talking when they suddenly heard a subtle shutter sound.

Taylor looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure leaving quickly.

Realizing that her behavior might be discovered, Victoria immediately said anxiously: "Don't let her run away."

"She can't run away."

The black woman Taylor looked at the direction where Chloe disappeared and whispered.

"Huh!"

Chloe took a deep breath and quickly left the Talon Club with her camera.

Walking to the parking lot, she opened the door and called Lana.

"Hey, Lana, where are you? I think I found a major clue this time, about the Ice Princess."

Chloe calmed down her excitement.

As she spoke, she turned on the car engine and wanted to leave the club quickly.

The engine did not start, but a stream of cold air poured into the car.

Chloe shivered and reached out to turn off the air conditioner.

But no matter how she pressed the car air conditioner button, she found that the cold air continued to pour in.

The cold air quickly invaded her body, and the glass of the car window began to freeze.

"No, no, no!"

Chloe, panicking, immediately reached out to the door handle, trying to push the door open and get out.

But no matter how hard she tried, the car door handle did not move at all.

The cold air condensed on her body, and Chloe's hair and eyelashes began to freeze.

Her body gradually lost consciousness, and her consciousness began to become blurred. Even so, she still used the last bit of her strength to raise her fingers and touch the door switch.

With a "click", the door handle was broken by her.

The feeling of despair instantly spread throughout Chloe's body.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, a figure came to the door.

Mary McBee grabbed the car door with one hand, and with the power of a gorilla, she pulled the door open.

Seeing Chloe, who was drowsy in the car, she hugged her and carried her out of the car door.

"Hey, are you okay?"

McBee asked Chloe, who was shivering all over.

"Hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

While comforting Chloe, she started her cheetah-like speed and rushed to Smallwell's hospital.

A few minutes later.

McBee successfully sent Chloe to the hospital.

Standing in the corridor outside the ward, watching Chloe being pushed in by the doctors, McBee breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was a thief in private, she had never done anything to hurt others.

At most, she would throw away the security and guards, or push them away.

Seeing someone in danger, she didn't care about exposing her ability and rescued the person.

Sitting in the rest area from the corridor, she touched the Tundra necklace she was wearing.

The necklace, which looked like animal bones, gave her a strange feeling.

"What is this?"

Touching the necklace, McBee whispered to herself.

She didn't understand why this necklace could give her the power of an animal.

She opened the car door just now, and subconsciously used the power of the gorilla.

While running to the hospital, the image of the cheetah also appeared in her mind, so she used it naturally.

Two days ago, she tried to jump down from the building, and found that she could fly in the air like an eagle.

Stretching out her hands and looking at her palms, McBee's heart was in a mess.

This necklace of hers might change something.

Although she didn't know how to change it, perhaps the most magical thing it could do was to guide herself to find some answers.

Find and discover her true identity.

She had always thought that she was just an ordinary person, but suddenly she felt that her life had a different direction.

At the same time, at Padrick Farm.

A-Zu was giving Peter advice on farm construction.

"Dad, I think after Nick Fury leaves, our farm needs a new black person, no, I mean a new helper, especially with Raven."

Peter was teasing Raven, and when he heard this, he looked up and asked him in confusion: "You want to recruit someone?"

"Yes."

"Then what kind of person do you want to recruit?"

Azu thought for a while, and said confidently: "I think black people are the best, preferably with the strength of an ape, the loyalty and diligence of a dog, and the carrying speed of a leopard."

"There is no slave worker in this world that can compare to black people."