I Am In Marvel Chapter 522: The Mysterious Caesar

Maura slipped out of the darkroom in shock. What she saw tonight was beyond her imagination. The magic-like superpowers that are spread among the people of the world really exist, and some people have begun to use mutant abilities to intervene in big countries. in politics.

"Colonel Hendry has been controlled by others. If he changes his mind, missiles will most likely be deployed on the Turkish frontline..." As an excellent CIA agent, Mora naturally understands the stakes. , she took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Coming out of the private room, Maura subconsciously looked towards the corner of the hall. The boy named Caesar who was sitting on the sofa just now had disappeared, and there was no trace of him in the hall with swaying neon lights.

Moura's beautiful eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and walked towards the entrance of Hellfire Club.

On the road next to the Hellfire Club, there was a small black car parked.

After Maura walked towards the car, she rolled down the window and saw a slightly bald middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat.

"Well, nothing happened inside, right? I just said, a club of this level wouldn't be so easy for people to get caught..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Maura opened the rear door, got in, and interrupted him: "Bob, help me quickly connect to the top executive of the CIA!"

Bob opened his eyes wide in surprise and screamed: "Are you crazy? Chief, we should discuss matters at the Turkish frontline base now."

"Stop talking nonsense, I have something very important to report!"

Maura's eyes were firm and her tone was even more determined. Bob hesitated, then reached out to the communication device hidden in the car, and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, let's write a report together later."

After connecting with the top executive of the CIA, Mora briefly reported and fed back what he witnessed in the Hellfire Club, including the strange abilities revealed by the mutants and the threat to Colonel Hundley.

Finally, she concluded anxiously: "There must be a problem with the Hellfire Club, or it may directly affect the deployment of Turkish missiles!"

"What are you talking about, Agent Mora?"

In the main control room of the Turkish frontline US military base, the top executive of the CIA was sitting on a chair, looking at Colonel Hendry who was chatting happily, and lowered his voice into the phone: "Colonel Hendry is sitting next to me now. Not far away! Did you see him at the Hellfire Club? Unless he traveled nearly three thousand kilometers in ten minutes!"

Maura frowned slightly, thinking of the man with the devil's appearance.

"Don't waste my time." The top officer said this impatiently, and then hung up the satellite remote phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Maura could only put down the phone, raise her neck and sit on the comfortable back chair.

As an old man of the CIA, Bob had already anticipated this and quarreled: "Let me just say, without complete evidence, intelligence is sometimes useless, not to mention mutants and other supernatural phenomena."

"I don't get discouraged that easily."

Maura said stubbornly, suddenly remembering something, tilted her head and asked: "Bob, do you know a boy named Caesar? I was in the club just now, and he helped me out. Could it be Did you send the manpower secretly?"

"How is it possible? We are the only two operating here tonight." Bob shook his head decisively, suddenly stunned, and looked at Maura in surprise, "You said his name is...Caesar?"

"Yes, he looks very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He has blond hair and blue eyes, has an outstanding temperament, is about 1.8 meters tall, and has a strong and muscular body." When Maura said this, she remembered the close contact just now. , an unnatural blush rose on his cheeks, but fortunately the lights in the car were dim, so Bob didn't notice this.

Bob's face turned serious, and he said solemnly: "From what you say, it should be him."

"Do you know him?" Maura asked in surprise.

"Of course I don't know it, I just heard about it."

Bob was silent for a moment and organized his words slightly: "Caesar. The last Duke of England and the youngest one. His birth is unknown and his parents are unknown. In the CIA files, in terms of insufficient intelligence information, he even Can be ranked in the top three."

"Duke? Is that little man a duke?"

Moura covered her mouth with her hands. Although she had thought that Caesar's identity was unusual, she was still frightened when she knew his true identity.

"Yes. Speaking of the origin of his status as a duke, it is also a mystery."

Bob smiled bitterly, "It is recorded in the archives that Caesar saved important members of the British royal family more than ten years ago, when World War II had not yet ended, and the war was still going out in some areas. He was knighted in one fell swoop. ”

He paused and continued: "But think about it, more than ten years ago. How old was Caesar? How could he save the royal family?"

"That can only be a fake? The knighthood is just for other reasons." Mora pondered.

"You are not the only one who thinks so, many people think so too. There are also rumors that Caesar was the illegitimate son of the then Queen of England."

Bob spread his hands and said: "But no matter what, he still made him a duke. Think about it, what will happen if a child of several years old carries more power and wealth than a family?"

This is self-evident. After the knighthood, more than some outsiders were jealous of Caesar. Even members of the royal family would take action against Caesar in various ways...

"But why now..."

Moura opened her eyes wide. Under that situation, Caesar was still growing up healthily.

Bob smiled bitterly: "So, it's all a mystery. I only know that those who took action against Caesar, either openly or covertly, later died in mysterious circumstances, without exception. To this day, He is still active in the upper-class social banquets of major countries~IndoMTL.com~ He will not even give face to the boss of the major countries, and no one dares to compete with him."

"It seems like he is just a playboy, but he actually relies on himself...what kind of person is he."

Mo Du's beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance.

Bob solemnly reminded: "I advise you, it's best not to be curious about him. Although we at the CIA collect intelligence, there are some people and things that are beyond our reach. In case you fall into it , I guess I can’t even pull you out.”

"I know."

Although Mo Du said this, a seed was secretly planted in his heart.

"Sir, I don't believe it. What do you want to do next?" Bob asked.

Modu said: "I want to find a doctor who studies mutant genes. He might have a solution!"

At this moment. and Hellfire Club, a US military base about three thousand kilometers away.

Because Colonel Hendry changed his mind and agreed to deploy missiles in Turkey, the US military generals in the control room were quarreling.

No one noticed that it was directly above the US military base building, about a thousand meters in the air.

Caesar, dressed in a suit, faced the strong wind at high altitude and was suspended in the air regardless of gravity. He looked down at the base fortress decorated with lights. His deep blue eyes seemed to pierce through the steel plate, and he saw all the scenes inside the main control room. thing.