American comic book police officer survival manual

Ever since he realized that Mystique was always haunting him, Lucius's understanding and knowledge of his past self became increasingly unreliable.

According to that guy's diary, he had dated countless beauties and even won the favor of many.

In reality, Lucius had no idea how much of the plot was actually orchestrated by Mystique.

In other words, Lucius had no idea how many of the many "ex-girlfriends" this dashing predecessor had actually had a relationship with, or how many were just Mystique's "performances"!

Damn it, there's already so little verifiable information about the past, and now there are even a lot of records that might be completely fabricated historical accounts!

And the person I've met now...

Looking at his signature reddish-brown curly hair, Lucius awkwardly raised his hand.

"Uh... hello?"

"...Mr. Lucius, you're such a sentimental man, you really do have a short memory."

Haven't seen him for months, and this silly guy has even forgotten his own name?

Enraged, Natasha chuckled, realizing once again just how unreliable this man was.

Back in New York, people would inexplicably come up to her and fawn over her, even at the risk of being penalized under confidentiality clauses, which made Natasha the laughingstock of her Secret Service colleagues for a long time.

And what happened? The fervor of his flattery lasted less than half a month before he suddenly lost contact. When asked, it turned out that he had changed his target and started pursuing other pretty girls.

Natasha considered herself to have many suitors, but a guy as unserious as Lucius was truly rare.

Ironically, this guy does the same thing when pursuing other girls. He loses interest after a month at most, mainly by casting a wide net but not catching any fish, leaving many girls confused and wondering what this young master is up to.

"Hey, don't try to build relationships at work. Keep things separate."

Faced with Natasha's eye roll, Lucius could only feign a serious expression.

After all, he couldn't very well just admit that he had indeed forgotten her name!

Lucius could recognize her instantly – that alluring and mature figure! It was clearly Scarlett Johansson!

But is he really going to call her by her code name? I honestly can't remember what Black Widow's real name is right now!

Katyusha? Sofia? Masha? Just how many girls did his predecessor mess with?!

Lucius's brain was racing at lightning speed as he desperately tried to recall the contents of the diary...

"So, now we're going to play a cops-and-robbers interrogation game?"

Natasha shrugged, a smile playing on her lips, but a hint of helplessness flickered in her eyes.

This reckless guy is always very bold; you might accidentally get taken advantage of.

Ironically, with his handsome face and wealthy background, many girls who were "harassed" by him actually enjoyed it.

After all, being pursued by a person of the opposite sex with excellent qualities, even if the other party occasionally makes unwanted advances, does not prevent the pursued person from gaining great psychological satisfaction. Besides, Lucius is really willing to spend money when giving gifts.

In a relatively open social environment like the United States, being ignored is the biggest denial of one's personal charm.

Judging from Lucius's current values, his past self was undoubtedly a complete scumbag.

But in the eyes of the many girls who had been "harassed," Lucius was a very interesting and handsome young man. At most, he just changed his targets frequently, leaving many girls feeling a little unsatisfied.

In this region's view on marriage and relationships, as long as you're not married and don't go too far, having a rich past is no big deal in a one-on-one setting.

For example, a certain Stark Industries playboy often throws all sorts of fun parties, doesn't he? Compared to that, Lucius used to be quite innocent.

"what?"

Police catching thieves? Or a torture game?

Was the predecessor really this big?

Seeing the mocking look on Natasha's face, Lucius broke out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, I didn't mean that... We can catch up later. What's going on in the parking lot right now?"

Pointing to the man lying in the parking lot, Lucius forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart and ignored the strange smile on Black Widow's face.

"There seems to be something dangerous inside. I came out as soon as I was sure the smell was off, but he insisted on forcing his way in. You should call for backup as soon as possible."

Seeing Lucius begin to get down to business with a serious expression, Natasha responded, but a sense of unease crept into her heart.

The fact that the other party didn't take the opportunity to make any underhanded moves is clearly not in Lucius's style.

There are only two possibilities that could make this guy keep his distance.

Either they're holding back and want a big one, or...

No, it's one thing to have some fun in New York, but now she has more important things to focus on and doesn't have that much free time to deal with this rich young man's pursuit.

We can't let this guy contact the Secret Service; it would be terrible if we exposed our whereabouts. We need to take care of him as soon as possible.

"...Yes, right in the parking lot of the Kroger supermarket on First Avenue."

After successfully calling for help, Lucius set up a cordon to maintain order at the scene and dispersed the crowd amidst the disgruntled stares of many citizens.

As for Natasha, she dragged the unconscious guy to a well-ventilated area outside the parking lot to prevent him from having any accidents.

"Let's go, we'll wait in the car." It was still raining. After making sure the scene was cordoned off, Lucius waved to his old acquaintance and got into his police car.

"ha..."

Has it finally arrived?

With a touch of apprehension, Natasha ultimately didn't reject Lucius's suggestion. After folding her umbrella, she slowly got into the passenger seat of the police car...

"Uh... why are you in Gotham? Is it a Secret Service mission? I don't remember Gotham being under your jurisdiction."

Turning on the windshield wipers and staring at the parking lot, the anxious Lucius focused most of his attention on the woman beside him, fearing that he might reveal something.

This was the first time Lucius had ever faced someone who knew his past self, and given the other person's unique identity, he felt immense pressure.

With Scarlett Johansson's keen senses, if he were to discover anything strange or unusual, things would really get complicated!

"It's a personal matter, not a task, so please don't ask."

The equally preoccupied beauty leaned against the car window, her gray eyes gleaming faintly, reflecting the hurried pedestrians on the street.

"Is there anything I can help with?"

Noticing the anxiety and worry on the woman's face, Lucius took the initiative to speak, trying to take control of the conversation and avoid being asked questions he couldn't answer.

Natasha, who had no intention of talking, didn't respond at all. She took off her shoes and put her long legs directly on Lucius's knees.

"?"

The sudden, large movement inside the cramped police car completely stunned Lucius.

Feeling the softness and elasticity in his knees and smelling the subtle fragrance emanating from Black Widow, the young police officer's brain inevitably went into a daze.

"Come on, didn't you always want to touch me whenever you had the chance?"

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