A prince from a certain American comic book

This is Ike's latest self-assessment.

He had just called Andrew a complete idiot, and Ike, having considered a certain possibility, felt that he wasn't even as stupid as Andrew.

Without him.

Ike thought of Doctor Strange using the Time Stone against Doram in the future.

"How could I not have thought of that?"

"I'm an idiot."

"The kind that's 100% perfect."

Lying on the lawn, looking up at the sky, Ike muttered to himself, "If he had thought of the Time Cage skill earlier, would he have had to suffer so many years of educational oppression?"

Ike, unable to bear it any longer, closed his eyes, trying to bury his head in the sand, of his barely spreading thoughts.

quite a while.

Ike got up, composed himself, and sighed softly.

It's too late to think about it now.

Very simple.

His sister had already experienced the Ancient One's time cage once. Besides, even if his sister was trapped, what difference would it make?

Before he could gather all seven dragons... I mean, the seven gems, even if he were trapped inside his sister, he would probably be beaten up countless times again.

The most important thing.

Ike doesn't have Doctor Strange's masochistic tendencies. Dying once is painful enough; Ike doesn't want to die in triple digits, especially since that might trigger his sister's deepest desires...

So Ike took a deep breath and put the matter out of his mind.

What good is not forgetting?

Remembering this matter will only cause him unnecessary trouble.

the next day.

Ike opened the door and immediately saw two police officers standing at his door.

quite a while.

Here, ice water.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After serving two glasses of iced water to the guests, Ike sat down on the sofa and, accompanied by the Hale couple, smiled at the two officers and said, "So, officers, what can I do for you?"

The slightly older male police officer first smiled amicably at Mr. Hale, who had previously served as mayor, before speaking to Ike: "Well, let's first find out where you were last night."

After feigning surprise, Ike looked at the two officers and said, "You want to know where I went after I shook off Andrew?"

The two officers exchanged a glance.

Shake off?

The older officer coughed and looked at Ike, saying, "You just said to shake them off?"

“Of course.” Ike nodded, then feigned fear and said, “God, I was stunned when I saw Andrew fly. Who knew he was actually trying to kill me? So, I took him and ran around in the grove on Elm Street, but he didn’t fall for it. I ended up running around like a dog on a leash. In the end, I managed to shake him off in the alley near the 37th Street cemetery. He probably thought I ran into the cemetery.”

Ike vividly described the scene of him walking Andrew last night, with an eager expression on his face, as if he couldn't wait to do such a tense and exciting activity again.

the end.

Ike then asked the two officers, "By the way, officers, how did Andrew manage to fly?"

The older police officer asked calmly, "Where did you go after you shook him off?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ike said, "I went to Ms. Hand's house."

"Ms. Hande?"

“Yes.” Ike nodded and said to the two officers, “Ms. Victoria Hand, she was there to keep watch for me. Around 10 p.m., after seeing that there was no movement outside, Ms. Hand drove me back.”

What Ike said was half true and half false.

However, it was indeed Ms. Hand who brought him back last night.

This is real.

As soon as Ms. Victoria Hand's name was mentioned, the younger officer whispered to his mentor and colleague, "Victoria Hand, FBI Senior Agent."

The older officer looked at the younger officer and asked, "Do you know him?"

The young officer nodded and said, "Yes, they came to our station last time to ask for our assistance in a case, which seems to be related to a bizarre suicide in the Hamptons."

The older police officer's eyes gleamed.

Ike overheard their conversation and smiled, saying, "Yes, it's that Ms. Victoria Hand. You know her too?"

Two police officers: "..."

Ten minutes later.

After shaking hands with the Hale couple, who had come to act as Ike's guardians, the two officers announced Andrew's death and then left.

Without him.

They had already accepted Ike's testimony. After all, a senior federal agent was testifying. Unless they were absolutely certain that Andrew's death was directly related to Ike, they wouldn't question a senior federal agent for perjury.

Ha ha.

Therefore, under these circumstances, the evidence that Ike was not present is already irrefutable.

Five minutes later.

Just as Ike was walking back after accompanying the Hale couple back to their house, Chris, who had been hiding in the bushes nearby, suddenly jumped out.

"Bang!" Chris jumped in front of Ike with a fake face and made a loud, intimidating sound.

Ike glanced at Chris, his expression remaining calm.

Chris asked, somewhat puzzled, "Weren't you scared by me?"

Ike smiled and pulled Chris to his spot, while he walked to the place where Chris had been hiding without saying a word.

However, Chris already understood.

Without him.

Not all bushes are considered bushes in Summoner's Rift.

Ike stood up and finally couldn't help but say, "Life is not a game; those who hide in the bushes are just deceiving themselves."

Chris's mood immediately improved, and she chuckled, "Are you planning to bombard me with some golden quote you picked up from who-knows-where again?"

Ike laughed, "It works very well, doesn't it?"

Chris nodded and naturally put her arm around Ike's shoulder.

on the way.

Looking at Chris, who seemed somewhat quieter than yesterday, Ike asked curiously, "Aren't you going to ask me how Andrew is?"

Chris shook her head.

Ike asked, even more curiously, "This isn't like you."

Chris glanced at Ike and smiled, "The fact that you're back is the answer."

Ike was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Chris clung tightly to Ike's shoulder, letting him laboriously half-pull and half-carry her forward.

...I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 105: Should I go into the women's bathroom?

One week later. (Ice and Fire Chinese www.BHzw.Cc)

Andrew's funeral.

It was still in the cemetery park, but the gatekeeper had changed from an old man to a young man, which Ike figured was probably a case of the son following in his father's footsteps.

Not many people attended Andrew's funeral. In addition, Andrew's body was marked with a radiation symbol and Andrew's mother was still in the hospital, so the funeral seemed a bit rushed.

soon.

Andrew's father left his younger brother, who had come to help, behind, while he turned and walked outside alone. Compared to his already deceased son, Andrew's father's thoughts were all on his seriously ill wife.

Ike, who had walked some distance away, called out to Matt over there.

Matt turned and walked toward Ike.

Ike glanced at Matt, whose face was filled with barely suppressed sadness. He didn't understand why, when he already had the potential to become stronger, the ending was like this, with him being the only one left out of the three.

Ekmer silently handed Matt a slip of paper from his pocket.

Matt took it and looked at it.

The note only had a phone number on it, and Matt looked at Ike with some confusion.

Ike smiled and then said calmly, "This is the phone number for the hospital in New Amsterdam, New York. Andrew's mother's illness can't be delayed any longer. After you take them there, call this number. They've already found a matching kidney, and I've also taken care of the treatment costs."

Matt paused for a moment and said, "I don't understand."

Ike shrugged and said, "Andrew's account is ruined, so he needs to create a new one."

Done.

After patting Matt on the shoulder, Ike flashed a smile before turning and walking straight toward the park exit.

Andrew thought the fault wasn't his, but the whole world's.

But a pity.

Andrew is dead, so in Ike's view, the only one at fault in this tragedy is Andrew, and even Andrew's parents are victims in this tragedy...

soon.

May has arrived.

On that day, Ike also received a letter from Matt in New York.