The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Needles all over the floor, unspeakable graffiti, and garbage flying indiscriminately.

This place is simply a dump.

No wonder the driver gave a pitiful look when they just got out of the car, and they immediately left as soon as they got out.

Charles nodded and said, “That’s what the address says.”

He looked up, pulled Eric, and said, “Come on.”

This place made him feel uncomfortable, and all he wanted to do now was figure out why and get out of here quickly.

The two walked into the apartment building, climbed the stairs all the way to the fifth floor, then looked around and came to a room door.

Immediately, the two, who were still calm, began to get nervous.

“Knock on the door!”

Eric looked to Charles.

Charles shrank back: “You knock!”

“Look at how timid you are now!”

Eric took a deep breath, raised his hand, and was about to knock nervously when the door opened with a squeak.

“Who are you looking for?”

A heavily made-up woman, wearing only her underwear, yawned and looked at the two men at the door and asked in confusion.

Eric turned his head to look at Charles: “Wrong person, right?”

Charles glanced at the woman and said politely and nicely, “We’re looking for George Baker.”

The woman again looked at the two boys suspiciously, then turned her head to the façade and shouted, “Dead ghost! There are two little kids looking for you.”

She leaned against the doorframe, her fingers picking at each other’s blood-red nails, and jokingly said, “Who are you guys? Aren’t you his illegitimate children? Come here…find dad?”

Eric nodded.

The woman’s movements were stagnant, and a face with heavy makeup turned blue. When a yawning, muscular man came to the door with nothing to wear, she waved her hand and slapped the man on the face, saying, “You Bastard, didn’t you say you are single? What’s the matter with these two children?”

The man was baffled and puzzled, “What kids?”

“You still pretend! They’re at my door!” The woman pushed the man away, and walked towards the room, while the man quickly swept the two at the door and frowned, “Wait a minute!”

Boom!

The man slammed the door hard.

Eric turned his head to look at Charles and said, “Is that him?”

Charles hesitated, then nodded and said: “It’s him.”

In an instant, he was only able to read the identity of the other party, and the other party’s appearance matched the profile photo he had read in Mike’s memory. Although there were some changes, there was no doubt that it was him.

Eric was silent, but in his heart he was relieved and said, “Doesn’t look like a good guy.”

Not a good guy, then he wouldn’t have the slightest possible nagging doubt.

“I’ll do a good job of reading his memories and finding out what we want to know.”

Just then, there was a loud noise in the room, and then a faint sound of lesser voices……

Eric and Charles waited with a puzzled look on their faces.

And Clark, who was watching the two, Eric and Charles from afar, his face turned red at once and hurriedly closed his eyes.

“Clark?” Mike looked at Clark suspiciously and said, “Are you okay?”

Clark hurried to head and turned his head to the side: “No, it’s fine, they’re safe.”

“I was talking about you.”

“I’m fine.” Clark took a deep breath, shook his head, and looked at Eric and Charles again.

This time, he didn’t let his eyes penetrate the door, resting only on his two brothers.

“Whew!”

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few minutes, he suddenly said: “They were both called in by that man.”