Chapter 4111: idling wheelchair
Sprinkling a city with powder and cleaning it up is always a big problem, but when you have humanoid hair dryers in the line, it becomes a lot easier.
If the city on the island is regarded as a hard disk, and the buildings are components, then Storm is a hair dryer, and it is enough to carry out the standard process of computer cleaning, and her wind power is particularly strong.
If any area is suitable for the development of wind, then the sea is definitely second to none. A storm is called a tornado on land, but a typhoon on the sea. It can be seen from the satellite cloud image that the difference in the scope of the impact is not a star.
Storm is very anxious now, she wants to know what is going on on the island, so she executes immediately after getting the order, although the lightning that is like a silver snake all over the sky is not a must, but it is good when the wind comes.
As for the side effects of those mushroom powder being blown into the sea and eaten by fish, that is not something everyone needs to consider.
In thirty seconds, she blew the street clean without leaving any dust, and even blew away the wigs of a few mutants standing on the road. The bald heads reflected the dim moonlight .
A group of people landed on the street, and the people brainwashed by voodoo mushrooms stared at everyone with unfocused eyes, as if they were waiting for an order blankly.
"It seems that prescribing medicine directly affects the body, which is more direct and powerful than controlling the mind." Su Ming commented that he did not plan to study these people carefully. The first thing to do was to see if he could block Charles, and then use a frying pan and so on to save him.
However, even if the death knell arrived at Utopia fast enough, there would be no one in the principal's office, except for the levitating wheelchair that the little bald head usually sat on, spinning like a clock.
"Well, it seems that there is good news. Your professor's leg seems to have recovered." Iron Man scanned the office with various devices on his suit, and said witty words, confirming that his parents did not die today. He is in a good mood.
"I heard Wade said that the professor seems to be paraplegic because of spinal cord injury?" Peter couldn't help much, he could only stand at the door of the office to help lookout.
Wolverine also didn't play a role. He kept wandering around the office, sniffing his nose as if he was sniffing something, probably because he really regarded himself as a wolf and forgot that wolverines are not wolves.
"No, the paralysis of the lower body of the professor is mainly due to his superpower." Qin Grey looked at the office with a sad expression, and she grabbed the wheelchair that was spinning in place: "If you use the x-gene inhibitor or collar, he It is possible to stand up."
"I once persuaded him, but he said that he still needs superpowers and needs to use brain wave amplifiers, because there are still many mutants in the world who are in dire straits."
Eric also sighed. He walked to a table beside him and continued to drink the tea he hadn't finished not long ago. This was his breakfast. The experience of his youth made him not like to waste:
"Mingmingqin can also use that device."
"I use that device at a risk, because while my mind roams the world looking for mutant brainwaves, my body is in the hands of Phoenix...she might cooperate when she's in a good mood, but if... ..."
She turned over her palm, made an expression with the corners of her mouth turned down, and said no more.
Because everyone knows that if the phoenix is completely released, it will not be easy to invite it back. If one is not careful, Utopia will become a glass bead on the sea.
Su Ming didn't care what they were talking about, he was letting the strangulation cooperate with the investigation scene.
As a mercenary, breaking the eucalyptus is also a must-have item, but the scene is too clean. Although there are many traces of the activities of the creatures, they are all familiar people. In a few days, only Charles, Eric, and Qin Ge Lei's trace.
Hanging didn’t smell any weird smell here, which basically ruled out chemical hypnosis; there was no sign of anyone wandering outside the window, so face-to-face psychological hypnosis was basically ruled out; Qin’s previous testimony basically ruled out psychic superpowers; Combined with the fact that Charles is said to have changed suddenly, the unknown enemy should use methods that are not visible to the naked eye. …
Who will control Charles? As an Omega-level spiritual mutant, the little bald man should not even have the power to resist.
It is impossible for the purple man, that guy has been killed by death knell long ago.
The military's multiple cuckoo program? But if it was that plan, the target should be Phoenix.
Is it magic? But the cloak didn't detect traces of spells here.
"You talk a lot, and you talk very well, but unfortunately it's useless." Su Ming wiped his hands on the carpet, stood up, and the black tentacles flowed back into his armor: "All we can know so far is that someone There was an attack specifically on Charles, not on the phoenix, not on the wolf."
Ololo pursed her lips. In fact, she was wondering just now whether the Father-Enemies Alliance had sent someone here, and the professor just took the thunder for Logan.
But since Deathstroke says no, it must not be.
"When Charles was under control, the person who controlled him seemed to intend to use words to anger Phoenix, perhaps to cause damage." Magneto recalled, squeezed a piece of snack from the small plate in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth.
"That's why I said he was targeting Charles, because Qin Grey is the number one in terms of destructive power, but if you want to use the Phoenix to cause damage, wouldn't it be easier to control Qin directly?"
Smiling Su Ming turned around and sat on the desk, and pulled back the ink bottle beside him:
"The unknown enemy~www.NovelMTL.com~ Just think of it as the water monkey Peter mentioned. He captured Charles, but he didn't value his spiritual ability, but in other aspects. There is a high probability that something happened. Only Charles can do it, or this person has a personal grudge against Charles."
But there aren't enough clues right now.
"Other aspects?" Wolverine scratched his head irritably, his bristling hairstyle was messed up like a weed: "What else does Charles specialize in? Why don't I know? Is it playing table tennis?"
"It's good to teach marksmanship, I know that."
Qin Grey interjected, she seemed to feel a little cold, and her palms kept rubbing her arms, which were only in pajamas.
"Charles can play the piano."
Magneto added, he didn't take off his helmet, closed his eyes as if remembering something, and leaned on the back of the sofa.
"Profess that he is good at history and psychology."
Ololo said so, she looked at the death knell, hoping that everyone's information could provide some help.
Of course, there was no help at all. Su Ming knew everything they knew, even things they didn't know, such as which cemetery Charles' parents' bodies were buried in, and Deathstroke knew.
He also knew what Charles cried the last time, and he also knew what flavor of juice he liked. These various factors have been brought into logic and considered, but no useful results have been deduced.
"hehe!"
At this moment, Tony suddenly smiled, his chin lifted slightly, his eyeballs slid to the lower eye sockets to look at people, and the annoying smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again:
"It's too small, the pattern of your mutants is still small, let me tell you my deduction! This thing was done by aliens!"
His tone of voice was decisive, as if he had seen through the facts.
