Chapter 33: The "cats" that fill the police station!

The next morning, at the entrance of a police station in New York City, a group of people can be seen crowding around here. Most of them are good onlookers. Of course, there are also many police officers who come to work, but obviously they are now progressing to the police station. , because there are cats all over the gate of the police station!

Johnson is the chief of the police department. He is 58 years old this year and is about to be 60 years old.

He wanted to spend two years in peace, and then retire.

After all, this is the Marvel world, and there are all kinds of super criminals everywhere.

Being a police officer in this world is very dangerous.

Who the hell knows if there are any extreme super criminals.

Want to blow up a police station on a whim?

It's not that this kind of thing hasn't happened before. Last year, a police station in New York City was bombed.

While the super criminals have been caught...

But it still left Johansson with lingering fears!

After all, the police station that was bombed...

Not far from his police station!

But what Johnson didn't expect was that such a thing happened when he was about to retire.The doors of the police station in front of them were all blocked by cats. In normal times, you only need to drive these cats out, or call the person who arrests the stray cats.

But now Johnson is a little bit numb, because all the cats in this area are not ordinary cats.

It's not that the breeds of these cats are expensive. Most of these cats are inferior breeds.

All in all, it's the kind of worthless mixed-breed cat.

But it happens to be these ordinary cats.

Johansson was so anxious that he was sweating coldly, and regardless of the sun above his head, he was drenched in sweat. He paced back and forth anxiously, muttering to himself, "Why did I just come to work when I encountered such a strange thing? Even if these cats can write, they still say they were once human?"

Yes!These cats surrounding the police station gate, one by one, can all write!

Their claws may not be able to hold the barrel.

But they use ink that they stole from nowhere, after dipping their claws in dimensional ink.

On the doorstep of the police station, write one letter after another!

Although the letters look very scribbled.

But the letters all combine.

form a vocabulary -

help me! ! !

Johnson witnessed a cat writing in front of him, and he pinched his thigh secretly. The pain told him that he was not dreaming.

He, the police chief who is about to retire, is really involved in a big case this time.

And he is also very clear about all of this.

He is no longer the chief of a police station...

A bizarre event that can be handled.

So, as long ago as...

He contacted an organization.

That's the S.H.I.E.L.D.!

To be precise... it is the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. Today, this bureau has not been renamed S.H.I.E.L.D., even if Louis always calls it S.H.I.E.L.D.I have to say, this name is really stinky, long, and very difficult to remember.

In addition to this, Johansen also contacted special sectoral agencies that belonged to the country.

All in all, all the relevant departments capable of dealing with such bizarre events.

It doesn't matter if it's official or not, as long as it's legal.

Johansen got in touch one by one.

He didn't want to bring himself near retirement...

To put on this shit!

After about ten minutes, the first batch of people from the relevant departments came. It was obviously S.H.I.E.L.D. Colson, Melinda May!

Although there were only two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, the director of Johansen breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of this, he can finally leave this kind of shit to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although Coulson's face was a little haggard, he still shook hands with Johnson with a polite smile. After reporting his home, he looked at the bunch of cats gathered at the police station and asked in confusion: " Mr. Director, the cat you said on the phone could write, and claimed to be a human cat, which one is it?"

At the beginning, when Coulson received this task and knew the content of the task.

His first reaction was—man turned into a cat?What kind of joke is this?

But from Director Nick Fury's expression, it can be seen that this does not seem to be a joke.

And Nick Fury also asked Melinda May, that is, Agent May, to follow him on this mission, which is enough to show that this mission is not so simple.

And a few days ago, Coulson had only been exposed to the incident of Cthulhu sculpture.

As a result, today, another strange event happened.

Why are there so many bizarre events on Earth...

During this time, it seems to be piling up?

This made Coulson feel very puzzling.

Director Johansson looked extremely complicated and answered Coulson's question: "To be honest, as far as I know, these cats... all were once human beings!"

For a moment, Coulson wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Although he was calm on the surface, his heart was full of shock.

All these cats together, there must be at least 100 cats, right?

More than 100 cats, all once human?

Seemingly able to see Coulson's doubts, Director Johansen said truthfully: "Before you came here, we had given every cat a test, and our people had them type their names on the laptop. , address, gender, all of them can be typed out."

"You also know that with the IQ of a normal cat, it is absolutely impossible to do this kind of thing. Even if there are really normal cats who can do this kind of thing, it is definitely only a few. It is estimated that there are no more than 10 cats on the whole earth. It can be done."

"But among the more than 100 cats, it can be said that no cat can't do it."

Director Johansson's expression was unusually complicated: "I think this is a mysterious incident, so I will inform you about the national territorial strategy."

Coulson corrected: "It's the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Service."*