11 Meeting the Daredevil

After handing the paper to Tony, Coulson did not say anything else and went straight to the plane that was about to take off.

When Coulson's figure completely disappeared from the plane, Tony was still thinking about what Coulson had just said.

For a genius inventor, science was all the truth he believed in.

But now, Tony began to doubt whether his faith was correct.

...

After a comfortable sleep, Roger planned to directly use Flying Thunder God Technique to go to the office.

But after seeing his blood-red pair of Sharingan, he hesitated for a few seconds.

With his current Chakra Volume, even if he opened his Sharingan for 24 hours, it would not affect him.

Moreover, with his Sharingan, he would also look a bit cooler.

The problem is whether he wanted to be cool or not.

After seriously thinking for a few seconds, Roger finally made a decision.

Being cool is more important!

So before going to the office, he closed his Sharingan and returned to his normal appearance.

When he came to his office through Flying Thunder God Technique, he found that on the sofa of the office sat a man wearing a dark gray suit and a pair of dark red sunglasses.

In front of this man, there was a cup of steaming coffee, and in his right hand, there was a blind stick.

This person is no stranger to Roger.

Or, to be specific, this person's other identity is no stranger to Roger.

The person sitting on the sofa, on the surface, is a blind lawyer called Mate Murdock, and behind the scene, he also had the identity of Daredevil.

When he was carrying out a commission in New York, Roger had once met Daredevil.

But they just passed by each other and had no business with each other.

"Hello, I am Matt Murdock, a lawyer!"

Roger did not make any sound when teleporting to the office, but Matt still sensed his arrival.

Although Matt did not know how Roger appeared, he heard Roger's slow heartbeat.

"Roger, a private detective!"

After saying that, Roger came to his desk and sat on the specially custom-made sofa chair.

He did not take the initiative to ask Matt about his plan. Instead, he silently waited for Matt to speak.

Time slowly passed, and the office fell into a strange silence.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes, ten minutes...

More than twenty minutes later, they still did not speak.

However, their silent confrontation was finally interrupted.

The one who interrupted them was not another client but two New York police officers.

"Hello, are you Mr. Roger?" The leading white male police officer asked Roger very politely.

His Partner, The black man beside him, was stunned by the white male police officer's attitude, but he quickly reacted.

It was said that the Roger in front of him was a psycho killer who had killed 115 gangsters.

After thinking about this, the black police officer unconsciously placed his right hand on the pistol at his waist.

"Yes, I am Roger."

Although the black police officer's actions were insignificant, they did not escape Roger's eyes.

After seeing this scene, several thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

It appears at a time like this; he better deal with it politely and vigilantly.

If he guesses right, these two policemen must have come for the case in the warehouse.

Roger was sure he did not leave any evidence in the warehouse.

Whether fingerprints or clothes, he was sure he did not leave anything behind.

Moreover, before leaving the warehouse, he also confirmed that there were no surveillance videos or other things in the warehouse.

The answer was obvious why the two police officers were here.

The only one who knew what happened in the warehouse besides himself was Kingpin.

There is no way that he would report himself, so the only person who could report this to the New York police was Kingpin.

Roger's guess mainly was correct. The only difference was that Kingpin did not report the news to the police but completely publicized the information.

Therefore, the police were not the only ones who knew about this. There was also the Hand.

"Two days ago, in a warehouse next to Hudson River, there was a gang fight. One hundred fifteen gangsters died at the scene, so we hope that Mr. Roger can come to the police station with us to assist in the investigation of this case."

"Of course, if it is convenient for you."

The white police officer tried his best to use gentle words. Although there was no solid evidence to prove that Roger did the case, he knew the possibility of Roger being the murderer was more than 90%.

At this time, this white police officer silently cursed his immediate superior in his heart.

Didn't he just flirt with his sister-in-law? Why did he hate me so much? He assigned this kind of task to me.

This white male police officer had personally seen that hell-like warehouse. He knew very well that if this seemingly harmless Roger in front of him went crazy, he and his partner had no chance of leaving alive.

The people who died in the warehouse were not gangsters. They were Ninja of the Hand's people. Only those idiot reporters would treat the Ninja of the Hand as ordinary gangsters.

"Officer, what's your name?" Roger did not answer his question. Instead, he asked for his name.

"Jack, my name is Jack!"

Jack couldn't help but use a respectful tone towards Roger as he replied.

"Officer Jack, I am a private detective. I am personally delighted to help the police investigate the case. After all, I am also a person who is happy to cooperate with the police. But you see, I happen to have a client here, so..."

Roger did not say it explicitly, but he was sure that Jack understood his meaning.

"I understand, I understand!" "Since Mr. Roger, you are not free right now; I will not disturb you. If you are free, you can come directly to our police station. Then I will not disturb your work any longer. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Jack bowed slightly to Roger, took his partner out of the office as quickly as possible, and carefully closed the office door.

"Since you acknowledge me as your client, can I show the commission now?"

After Jack left, Matt stood up and went straight to Roger.

"Tell me about the contents of your commission first, and then I will decide whether to accept your commission or not!"