Marvel Reverses Wolverine

The shooter, Lee Harvey Oswald, is dead.

Patrolman, J-D-Tippett, dead.

The hotel owner, Jack Ruby, is dead.

Charles Xavier took off the brainwave device. He was so tired that he didn't get up from the chair directly. He hung the brainwave helmet with his left hand and stared blankly at the front.

"God, Charles, you didn't go home all night, did you?"

Hank, who just came to work at the research institute early in the morning, walked into the brain wave room. He looked at Charles with a greasy face and dark circles under his eyes, a few shirt buttons undone in a mess, and even the leftover fast food packaging from yesterday was thrown beside him. bag.

"Hank. Hey.. Hey!"

Professor Charles suddenly twitched a weird smile, which made Hank McCoy even more frightened, and he had never imagined the consequences of excessive use of the brain wave machine.

"Check, Charles, don't scare me, what happened, what did you see?"

Charles threw the brain wave helmet in his hand into Hank's arms, and after the latter caught it in a panic, seeing his smile became more and more creepy.

"I don't see anything. The funny thing is here, Hank, I don't see anything! They're all dead, one after the other, like a horse races against me!"

Hank had never seen such a hysterical gaffe from Charles, and he froze there, not knowing what to say.

Professor Xavier, who had vented his anger, calmed down a little, and the haze of depression dissipated a little. He supported his cheeks with his hands, rubbed them indiscriminately, and lay down for a long time without making a sound.

At noon on November 22, President Kennedy, his wife, and the governor of Texas drove through the most prosperous area of ​​Dallas in a convertible car, maintaining a speed of only 15 to 20 kilometers per hour.

When the convoy passed a textbook warehouse in Texas, President Kennedy was hit by a bullet fired from a distance, and her wife and bodyguards rushed up to cover the president's body in a panic.

But at this time, Kennedy's skull had been shattered by the bullet.

In a panic, First Lady Jacquely even tried to climb onto the back of the car and reach for a dislodged skull.

After hearing the news in the TV studio that day, Charles Xavier hurried back from the Rockefeller Center to the Institute of Mutant Forces, frantically searching for the situation at that time with an electroencephalogram device.

Lee Oswald, a gunman hiding in a school book building in Dallas, Texas, shot and killed President Kennedy through a sixth-floor window as he walked past the building.

Oswald left quickly after the shooting, took the bus back to his residence, and then went out again. The time did not exceed 40 minutes, but as soon as he walked out of the house, he "ran into" a Dallas police officer J-D-Tippett,

The patrolman didn't say a word, seemed to be waiting for Oswald here, and shot him immediately.

The patrolman passed a hotel on the way back and was shot and killed by hotel owner Jack Ruby.

Only four days have passed since the incident, and eighteen people suspected of being connected with this shocking assassination have died one after another.

Six of them were shot, three died in car accidents, two "suicides", one had his throat slit, one had his neck wrung, and five "died of natural causes".

Charles Xavier used an electroencephalogram to check the people who appeared in the vicinity of the entire city of Dallas that day, and even put himself under a heavy mental burden to search deep into the deep memories of thousands of people.

He searched for friends and relatives of the killer, people the cop who killed the cop might have seen, anyone the hotel owner who killed the cop had contact with.

Professor Charles, sitting in the mutant power brainwave room, frantically searched for the truth in the vast crowd,

He fell into a huge maze, and this maze continued to generate new dense lines, and constantly collapsed and erased the old lines.

Until tonight, Charles had no direction at all.

tuk tuk

"professor?"

Darwin and the siren, the angels knocked on the door outside the brain wave room, Charles took a look, and finally stood up with his body supported.

They looked no better than Charles.

Darwin looked at Sean, who was downcast and silent, opened his mouth, and said helplessly:

"Why don't you 'see' for yourself, I'm afraid I can't explain clearly."

"Take it easy Darwin, stop making him telepathic, Sean? What's going on?"

Hank glanced at Charles, who was exhausted, and helped him out. Sean, the sea monster, finally raised his head, and said with a cry of grievance:

"Professor! I... I was sued. Hundreds of people sued me for the sound waves I released when I flew over the urban area, which damaged their eardrums and ear structures. Some even lost their hearing for life. I... woo woo I'm going to jail Professor."

It's just that Sean, who has graduated from high school for less than a year, squatted on the ground, covering his face and crying. Hank and Darwin squatted down to hug and comfort him, and kept trying to say that things were not that bad.

"Not just the Kraken, but also you, Professor."

Charles slowly looked at "Angel" Salvador with a dull face. She folded her arms, and said angrily with the characteristic ruffianism of gray corners:

"Just received the news that you have been sued by nearly a hundred people for causing heavy property damage to others. That day you controlled the pedestrian evacuation around the square in the Brooklyn neighborhood. Some vendors said that their food truck stalls were destroyed. Some passers-by claimed that their wallets, Jewelry and important belongings were all lost after he was controlled and evacuated at that time."

"Hey! There are even some who claim to be my former 'guests', saying that they must have contracted some disease, and clamoring that mutants also carry unknown viruses with mutations."

The person in charge of the institute, Mr. Michael Hals, rushed over. He already knew the roller-coaster plight of the "X-Men" at the moment.

Looking at the distraught Professor Charles, he could only comfort everyone, and said that this action would be endorsed by the Institute of Mutant Power, and they would not be allowed to face prosecution alone.

Charles numbly walked back to the brain wave room without speaking to anyone. He recalled the unspoken plan of Mr. President before his death. Deep down, Charles was against such extreme behavior, and he was also trying to avoid going to that step. .

But now, the mutants who have only lived a "heroic" life for a few days have now become aliens that everyone shouts and beats.

He slid against the wall and sat on the floor in the corner of the laboratory, watching his team members bewildered, unable to form a word of comfort for a long time.

Congress is still discussing the "Awakening Project" proposal intensely. The future of mutants has just taken an important step, and Mr. President was brutally shot and even unwilling to cover up carefully.

Vice President Lyndon Johnson took the oath of office on Air Force One immediately after Kennedy's death, and strongly invited the "First Lady" Jacqueline, who had not had time to change her blood-stained dress, to watch the ceremony

"Vice President Johnson!"

A name exploded in Professor Charles Xavier's mind. He grabbed his thick dark brown hair, and the feeling of scalp pain made him sober up a lot, since he could even do things like shoot and kill the President of the United States.

"Then don't blame me for being unruly."

Professor X murmured.

bang bang!

"How long am I going to wear this shit!"

The thirty-sixth president of the United States, Lyndon Johnson, who just took office, knocked irritably on the black helmet with a full cover on his head, leaving only a T-shaped hole to expose his eyes and nose.

Director Edgar Hoover on the opposite side also wore a pair.

It was really weird and funny that the two were sitting in an office of a secret meeting in the White House.

"There will be good news tomorrow, Mr. President, and even tonight. But to prevent that man from actually committing an extreme act, we'd better move to the underground bunker immediately."

Hoover still spoke respectfully.

In the past few days since Johnson took office, except for a few televised speeches and brief public appearances, he has worn this helmet, and he doesn't care about the strange eyes of senior government officials or staff around him.

Even two days later, everyone felt that it was reasonable to do so. After all, the previous president had just been shot in the head, and no one could question the timidity of the new president.

It's just that some people who hold the conspiracy theory of the vice president's supremacy deep in their hearts despise this kind of bad show behavior infinitely.

Lyndon Johnson looked at the vigorous and vigorous Hoover still in that state of being extremely humble to the president on the surface, hehe smiled.

"Mr. Secretary, the few years of my tenure will have ample time to remove the huge 'cancer' inside the United States and put the power of this country back in the right hands. However, how is my serum prepared? .”

"You can do it at any time, sir, but I reserve my opinion. It is more recommended that you get injected after leaving office. After all, there will be considerable changes in your physical appearance after serum injections. You often show your face in public, and it is not realistic to rely on makeup to cover up."

Hoover is still somewhat resistant to President Johnson's request. Extraordinary power's involvement in high-level regimes is a very sensitive topic, and Johnson's cooperation is not bad. He hopes that his plan can be laid out smoothly in the past few years.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I won't have a chance after leaving office, 'Borzoi'. How sure are you? The nuclear bomb in the Neon Capital seemed unbelievable at the time. Now it is speculated that it is very likely that he did it. We didn't A missed opportunity!"

The telepathic shielding helmet on Director Hoover's head is also very good at "shielding" the resentment on his right face at the moment. Since Roosevelt's time,

The "president" hiding in the shadows of the United States discovered for the first time the oddity of that family.

More than 20 years have passed. For Hoover, no matter how many nets he has laid in the depths of the American government, how many secrets, how many secrets of senior officials and even Mr. President he has controlled.

But I always feel that there is a pair of eyes behind me, indifferent and disdainful.

People who often look out from the shadows, if they find that there is a deeper layer of darkness watching them, what kind of horror will it be?

"Mr. President, tonight, tonight we'll have the most important thing—"

"arms".

The specific details of the Kennedy incident have been changed, but this is roughly the process. If you are interested, you can search for it yourself. The weirdness has continued for many years.

Hoover was in power until the 1970s until he died of old age. Roosevelt died of a mysterious illness during his tenure. Kennedy was stabbed to death. Kennedy's own brother ran for president a few years later and was also stabbed to death. There are many more strange things It happened, but even if the Americans dared to take a picture of a president like the house of cards, they did not dare to take a serious picture of Hoover.

Hehe, Xiao Lizi made a film about Hoover, but it turned out to focus on his innocuous side stories.

This is why Panpan uses such a person who does not exist in the Marvel stories to be a little black hand behind the scenes at this stage, because the black hand prototypes in various stories in the United States only take a small part of this Mr. Director Inspiration.