第36章 喂喂,前面的速度慢一点,好歹让我闻一下尾气

Richard teleported directly outside the sixteenth floor of the office building where Cerogi Medical International was located.

The spacious president's office was completely empty at this moment.

Alex Bulwer was not there!

He could not have gone far in just a few minutes!

Richard formed hand seals and cast Clairaudient Eavesdropping once again.

The search area for Clairaudient Eavesdropping was only forty-five degrees.

Therefore, he closed his eyes, concentrated, and slowly rotated in midair.

Alina, let's break up, I like boys more...

Hagrid, come over quickly, Bull went out to work...

Darling, I'm pregnant...

All kinds of noisy, chaotic sounds flooded into Richard's mind all at once.

His brain raced at top speed, straining to analyze the information in these sounds.

Yet his brain, having undergone three evolutions, seemed somewhat overloaded; the veins on Richard's forehead bulged, and sweat covered his face in just a few short seconds.

Ah!!! There's a car accident! Call the police quickly!

Richard suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction the voice came from.

Maintaining his invisibility, he flew straight over.

At an intersection five hundred meters away from the office building, a silver-white Cadillac had collided with a large truck.

The front end of the Cadillac had already been smashed into scrap metal.

The upper half of the driver's body had flown out of the driver's cab and was sprawled on the ground.

Richard looked down at that familiar receding hairline, confirming that the fellow left with only half a corpse before him was none other than Director Alex Bulwer, who had been full of life just a few minutes ago.

Damn it, I'm a step too late!

The mastermind's moves are so fast!

Richard cursed inwardly and looked toward the driver's cab of the large truck.

If this car accident was a cleanup operation engineered by the mastermind, then the truck driver should be the operative.

However, when he saw the truck driver's limply drooping head, a chill crept into his heart.

The truck driver was also dead!

Another suicide squad member!

Richard's brows were tightly knitted as he pondered the identity of the mastermind.

Organizations with this kind of operational capability were not common in the Marvel world.

The CIA or FBI inside the American government could be ruled out first.

This was because billionaires like Alex Bulwer and Wall Federer would only be their partners, not subordinates.

Could it be HYDRA?!

Richard speculated inwardly.

Forget it, the most urgent task was to go search the homes of Alex Bulwer and Wall Federer.

Richard returned to his apartment through a portal.

He took out his phone and dialed a name saved as "Rupert Rhodes."

"Hello, this is Rupert Detective Agency." A deep, heavy voice came through the phone.

"Hey, Rupert, it's Richard."

"Doctor Richard, long time no see, how have you been lately?" Rupert's tone was cheerful.

"Rupert, let's skip the small talk for now. I need you to help me check the home addresses of two people right now, or the places where they frequently reside."

"Alex Bulwer, the boss of a New York company called 'Cerogi Medical International'..."

"Wall Federer, the chairman of the Federer Group."

"Hah, they're both big shots, billionaires!" Rupert said in surprise.

"I'm in a hurry, Rupert, make it as fast as possible," Richard said, immediately quoting the fee: "Twenty thousand US dollars per address, payable in cash."

"Whoa! What a generous boss! Contact you again in ten minutes!" Rupert let out an excited, weird howl and hung up the phone.

Richard waited patiently for ten minutes.

The phone rang, and he answered immediately.

"Mission accomplished, boss!" Rupert said happily.

"Alex Bulwer has three properties under his name, and the one he stays at most often is in Long Island, New York. The specific coordinates are xx-xx."

"Wall Federer has five properties under his name, with three currently up for sale. The one he stays at most often is at XXXX Beverly Hills in Los Angeles, and the specific coordinates are xx-xx."

"Thanks, pal, I'll send your service fee over later." Richard said, then hung up.

Reciting the geographical coordinates of Long Island, New York in his mind, he opened a portal.

Alex Bulwer's home was a villa by a lake.

Richard initiated Invisibility, followed by Levitation.

After Clairaudient Eavesdropping confirmed that there was currently no one inside the villa, Richard directly pulled with both hands, opening the Mirror Dimension.

He physically copied the entire villa into the Mirror Dimension.

Richard's hands swiped continuously, and the villa was constantly segmented and deformed like building blocks.

Bedroom, study, safe...

Richard canceled the Mirror Dimension and flew into the villa.

He headed straight for the bedroom first.

Upon entering, Richard quickly scanned the bedroom once and decisively turned around to leave.

His super-strong vision allowed him to see at a glance that the bedroom was merely where Alex Bulwer usually rested.

He arrived at the study.

This place was full of traces of Alex Bulwer's activities.

The most important safe was hidden behind the wall directly facing the entrance of the study.

Richard walked straight up to that wall, raised his hand to grip the left horn of a deer head on the wall, and pulled hard.

Click, click, click, click~

The sound of fine gears turning came from inside the wall.

The next second, the wall slid open silently, revealing the safe embedded within.

The moment he saw the safe, Richard's heart gave a jolt.

No, this safe has been tampered with!

He punched in the password swiftly and opened the cabinet door with a click.

It was empty inside.

Damn it, how can these guys move so fast!

Richard slammed the safe door shut in anger.

XXXX Beverly Hills, Los Angeles—I hope I'm in time this time!

Maintaining his invisible state, Richard chanted the geographical coordinates and opened a portal.

There's someone in the villa!

Richard's Clairaudient Eavesdropping clearly heard the noisy conversations inside the villa.

"The employer is dead, what do we do?"

"He died of a heart attack, not an accident. It has nothing to do with our security."

"The Federer Group should pay our security fees normally!"

"But the boss seemed to say that this security job was Wall Federer's private action..."

"What? How come I didn't know?!"

Hearing their conversation, Richard felt a stir in his heart.

It seemed Federer had made preparations beforehand, but unfortunately, he underestimated the mastermind.

Richard flew up and entered the villa through an open second-floor window.

This room happened to be the study.

Richard scanned the surroundings; the spotless environment of the study made him sigh involuntarily.

As expected, he was late again.

However, this just happened to lead to a conclusion.

Alex and Wall did not hold high positions within the mysterious organization.

Neither billionaire could even be considered a core member; it seemed this mastermind's organization possessed immense power!

The name HYDRA flashed through Richard's mind once more.

Damn it, the more I ponder this, the more it looks like HYDRA!

He cursed inwardly and teleported back to Greenpoint Apartments.

He dropped heavily onto the sofa, leaning back against it wearily.

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Richard was slightly startled; having lived in Greenpoint Apartments for two years, this doorbell seemed to be ringing for the very first time.

He got up, walked to the door, and opened it.

A man with a precarious hairline stood at the doorway. He wore a black suit and wore a gentle smile.

Richard's eyes narrowed slightly as he recognized the newcomer...

Phil Coulson?!