Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

"The devil with a false smile holds the golden wool

Who knows that the punishment under the moon is coming

Avalanche, hurricane, riot, earthquake, fester, sandstorm

When the six disasters come together

I will get back the badge of honor that doesn't belong to you

Sincerely, Kaito Kidd"

New York, the study of Secretary George's house.

George thought about it with the notice letter from the thief Kidd, and he didn't mean to fall asleep at all.

"Dad, what are you looking at? Why aren't you sleeping?"

At this time, his daughter Gwen came to George's side.

"Gwen, dad still has to work, and you have to go to school tomorrow. Go to bed quickly. It's not a good boy to be late."

George showed a gentle smile, touched Gwen's little head, and exhorted.

"Is that your job?"

Gwen opened a pair of lovely big eyes, and pointed at the card in George's hand.

"This is not something you should care about, my sweetheart, all you need to do now is sleep well, it's too late now."

George took Gwen in his arms and carried him into the bedroom to little Gwen's carefree giggles.

After Gwen was asleep, George returned to the study and continued to read the notice.

"Golden Fleece..."

When mentioning the Golden Fleece, George thought of the very famous rare treasure "Golden Fleece" in Greek mythology, which means wealth, and also symbolizes adventure and indomitable will, as well as ideals and the pursuit of happiness.

Applying it to the notice letter of Kaito Kidd, that should be the goal that Kidd is going to attack.

but…

"What does the Golden Fleece mean, and who is the smiling devil?"

Although the Kaito Kidd currently only deals with various gems, and it is still a very precious gem, it is likely to be able to lock the target even if you don't read the notice.

But the problem is that there have been three jewellery fairs held by different groups in New York in recent months, as well as a large diamond auction, each with its own final gem.

These four venues were held in four unconnected districts in New York, and no one knew which of the Kaito Kidd fell in love with.

George knew that he had to crack out the contents of the notice letter as soon as possible, otherwise every exhibition would have to be protected, and that would waste a lot of police force.

According to the first three Kidd notices, it can be seen that the key to solving the riddle is actually only one or two points, which are hidden in the whole notice.

The last one is okay. Through Queen Elizabeth, you can quickly think of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table in Britain.

But the United States hardly has that kind of native myths that are widely spread, and even if there are many folklore, it is not a system.

After all, since the time of the founding of the People's Republic of China is less than 300 years, how can it be possible to have those historical and cultural heritage.

There are six major disasters, is there such a statement?

George only knows that God has seven plagues.

Avalanches, hurricanes, riots, earthquakes, festers, sandstorms...

Are these things really related?

"What's even stranger is that the New York Police Department has not received the victim's call. Is it because Kidd didn't send it to the other party? Or is the victim didn't want to call the police?"

Can't figure it out.

After thinking about it for a long time, George decided to call and ask...

On the other side, McGinson followed the ventilation duct and finally got a preliminary understanding of the internal structure of the Wilson Building.

Don’t worry about the other floors at all. The charity party is held on the 21st floor, and this entire floor is almost exclusively used to hold the party.

There are areas for reporters to shoot, as well as ballrooms, dining tables, auditoriums and podiums.

It looks like it can hold more than three thousand people at a time.

Needless to think about it, most of the real upper-class people can't come to much. The so-called charity party is nothing more than a show. Most of the people who come can only be Jinhui's subordinates.

The reporter must have been bought by gold.

"A little carelessness, maybe it's a situation where three thousand guns are being swept at me."

McGieson stroked his chin.

"Two monitors are set up in each of the four corners, and there are almost no dead ends..."

"Should I say that it is Jinhui's unique self-confidence? There is no trace of the establishment of institutions, but it is also true. Who else in this world dares to steal Jinhui's things except me?"

At first he thought the environment here would be very dangerous and complicated, but in the end he found that it was a bit too monotonous.

"It seems that there will be no need to step on here in the next few days..."

After simulating the structure of the entire building in his head, McGyson planned to leave directly.

Before leaving, he first quietly came to Jin Bin's office, then shot a card at a speed that the monitor could not catch, and inserted it firmly into Jin Bin's desk.

He didn't return to the roof, but went straight down the front ventilating pipe fork, dropped directly to the first floor, and then went around to the back of the Wilson Building.

There happens to be the outlet of the ventilation duct.

"call out!"

However, just as McGieson crawled out of the vent, he heard a slight wind.

McGinson's eyes flashed, his hands and feet exerted force at the same time, and he burst out of the ventilation duct in an instant.

Only McGieson's body escaped, and the rust-stained white clothes remained at the mouth of the pipe, and was hit by a stick thrown from nowhere.

McGieson looked over, and he had already put on another set of Kaito costumes.

What attacked him just now was a short red baton with a long rope tied at the end. It can be concluded from the sound just heard that the attacker did not put too much hands on him, even if it is an ordinary person who has not exercised. After this blow, it was at best falling into a brief coma.

But obviously, at this point in time, it is impossible for ordinary people to appear in this place.

The attack just now was not so much an attack as it was a warning.

"You are not under Jin He, why did you sneak into the Wilson Building late at night?"

Accompanied by a low voice, a man in a red tights walked out of the shadows.

"Why are you here again?"

McGyson asked back, he recognized that the man in front of him was Daredevil, a street hero who was difficult to locate.

He knew that Daredevil and King were not rivals. It was normal for Daredevil to come near the Wilson Building, but what happened just now, it was obvious that Lawyer Matt had been waiting for him here early in the morning.

"I've noticed you since you were gliding in the sky to the Wilson Building."

Daredevil had no plans to hide.

"I can feel the changes in the wind, and the airflow when you glide makes it hard for me not to care, especially when I find that you want to come here."

"In the beginning I thought you were Jinhexin’s subordinate, and he usually wouldn’t hire new people at will, unless there is a big move, so I will always follow you, but now I can be sure that you are not Jinhe’s Your man."

"Well, can you explain how you knew I was coming out of here, and why did you attack me just now?"

McGyson suddenly felt very interesting. Daredevil was blind, which meant he didn't know the identity of Kidd the thief.

"My sense of hearing is also different from ordinary people. I heard all the sounds of your actions in the ventilation ducts. I can tell where you will come from by judging the lower position."

"It is precisely because you have to take the ventilation ducts to enter the Wilson Building, that I am sure that you are not from Jin Bin."