Dimensional demons mixed in with Marvel

New York, John F. Kennedy International Airport.

Jack Lockley leaned back in the driver's seat, waiting listlessly in the passenger lane. Outside the window, people were still coming and going, but compared to a few months ago, the flow of people was much smaller.

"Damn aliens! If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be struggling to pay my rent, fuck!"

With his emotions in place, Jack made an international friendliness gesture and was just about to go online to complain about how bad things were lately and how business was getting worse when the car door was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted through the car, dispelling the pungent smell of cheap cigarettes.

so beautiful!

This was Jack Lockley's first reaction.

"Driver, to 315 West 46th Street, Manhattan."

He spoke in a very soft voice, but then paused slightly after speaking.

[You took a ride in Moon Knight Jack Lockley's taxi and earned a small amount of Mischief Points.]

Jack was equally stunned.

Ok? !

Why would such a beautiful woman go to a place like Hell's Kitchen?!

……

Fake Detective Agency.

In the makeshift kitchen, thick fumes seeped out through the gaps in the windows and door frames, and the old smoke detector finally broke down after working tirelessly for half an hour.

Jessica, looking disheveled, came out carrying two large plates of what appeared to be food scraps and dumped them into the trash can right in front of Toshio Saeki.

"Ahem, Toshio."

"As you can see, I really have no talent for cooking. How about we eat out instead?"

Jessica scratched her head, sounding somewhat guilty as she spoke.

After all, when she left the orphanage with Junxiong, the caregiver repeatedly instructed her to ensure the children had a healthy diet and absolutely not to eat junk food. She even brought along the orphanage's nutritional menu for the week.

Ok.

It even has the Stark Group logo on it; it's great to have such a wealthy sponsor.

"Haha, Junxiong, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes!"

"I'll write the report according to the requirements, but you can't expose me, we're accomplices."

Jessica had already prepared her reasons, while Junxiong just stared at her without blinking.

tsk...

This little guy has a watermelon-shaped head, and his face is fair, tender, round, and quite cute.

It seems that raising children isn't so difficult after all!

Because of Toshio Saeki's unexpected quietness, Jessica was actually in a pretty good mood.

She took her tattered jacket off the hook behind the door, reached into her pocket, pulled out some change, and counted it.

She planned to take Junxiong out for fast food, starting with a cod burger for him, then getting herself a chicken burger, along with two cans of beer—delicious!

However, this wonderful plan officially failed when he had less than three dollars left.

"Hiss~ Do you think the welfare home could get an advance on salaries?!"

Jessica glanced at Junxiong in despair.

"No, no, I had to go through a lot of trouble to get this job."

"If we don't get our wages soon, we might starve to death."

Just as Jessica was racking her brains, trying to figure out where to get some money to spend, a sudden ding-dong sounded on her detective desk computer—a message had arrived.

[Upcoming Property Viewing Reminder]

Your viewing appointment in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, New York will begin in 10 minutes.

Visitor: Mr. Zhao

Time: 9:00 AM

Please ensure the house is accessible. If you used a combination lock box, the code has been sent to the visitor.

Jessica's eyes lit up.

She had forgotten that after being released from prison, she listed her detective agency on a rental platform to save money.

The two-story house has a detective agency on the first floor for receiving clients, while the rooms on the second floor are not needed anyway.

Jessica can sleep on the sofa on weekdays, while Junxiong can have his own small bed.

Plans are in place!

Since we don't have much money, we can only try to earn more.

Thinking about this, Jessica felt a small, shameful unease.

I feel a little sorry for Junxiong. No matter what, at least when he was in the orphanage, he had a small room to sleep in, but after he came with me, we had to make do with the makeshift bed.

"Ding-dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Jessica quickly got up.

As expected, the disheveled uncle who booked the room never showed up.

It turned out to be a very beautiful woman, carrying a red briefcase, standing outside the door.

"you……"

Jessica was momentarily stunned.

She was, after all, a detective with no reputation; she could tell just by looking him up and down.

The coat, whose style is unknown but whose price is exorbitant, the high-heeled boots that look like they are of very high quality, and the pearl necklace around her neck.

This perfume also smells very much like money.

In short...

This is a woman who is completely out of place in Hell's Kitchen.

"Let me check the rental information. Um, you're Mr. Zhao's...?!"

……

The address has been confirmed.

She felt something was wrong the moment she walked into this street, and now Ma Xiaoling was furious.

"That old bastard, he really did book this place for me!"

Ma Xiaoling's eyelids twitched.

But no matter what, it's absolutely impossible for her to spend her own money to move to another place.

"very good."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm here in New York to run a cleaning business."

"My client booked this place for me, ah, the Mr. Zhao you mentioned."

"Ma Xiaoling, what's your name?!"

After calming herself down, she carried her suitcase into the office and immediately spotted Toshio Saeki huddled in the corner, hugging his knees.

"Oh, so you already have guests. Your place is quite full."

"Aren't you afraid of getting cold in the shade when you sleep at night?!"

Jessica was a beat too slow.

She dashed to Ma Xiaoling and blocked Junxiong's path completely.

"Jessica Jones, just call me Jessica."

"Ah, this is Toshio. He's a bit withdrawn, but don't mind him."

"If you really have a problem with it, you can look for a place elsewhere. Hell's Kitchen is quite chaotic."

"Um... let's make it clear first that the deposit is non-refundable."

Jessica was at her wit's end.

She thought she had fooled a male tenant, and no matter what wicked thoughts he might have in Hell's Kitchen, she wasn't afraid.

Now that such a beautiful woman has arrived, Jessica feels that this deal is off.

but……

According to the rules, she was supposed to have enough money to live off the deposit, since it was impossible to get it back.

"It's okay, I won't move. Well... I've just never seen such a dirty house before."

Ma Xiaoling's casual gaze swept over Jessica and the little devil hiding behind her.

"Huh? Is it dirty?"

Jessica was taken aback. She had cleaned upstairs and downstairs several times. Although the outside was dilapidated, the office inside should be very clean.

"It's okay, as long as you don't give me money, I won't care about anything else."

"Where is my room?"

"Second floor, first room on the right."

Ma Xiaoling carried her suitcase up the stairs, refusing Jessica's help.

Small but complete.

The room was fully equipped with everything one would need, though Jessica had prepared a few extra things.

With a bang, Ma Xiaoling locked the door.

He tossed his red suitcase onto the bed and pulled out a transparent cell phone from it.

It has the Apple logo on it, and when you pull it suddenly, it turns out to be a 17-fold design.

"Damn it! No wonder he was so generous, offering the latest iPhone as payment!"

"I don't believe you, you old geezer. You only reimbursed my plane ticket, and it was a one-way ticket. I didn't even get a way back."

"Ugh, I'm so angry!"

Ma Xiaoling muttered to herself, poked around on the transparent board for a while, and finally managed to send the message.

"Hey, I've arrived at the location. The environment is terrible. I'll do what you asked me to do, but you owe me a reasonable explanation."

"besides……"

"Old man, reply to my message now!"

At the same time, a sob came from the open suitcase.

Oh, I almost forgot about you.

Ma Xiaoling tossed her phone aside, her gaze fixed on the middle compartment of the suitcase.

A human head was actually forced in!

"Miss Tomie, is it?"

"You just happened to be in a bad mood right now, so I have no choice but to take it out on you."

"Don't worry, we'll do a good job of helping you pass on to the afterlife!"