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Chapter 457 Big Trouble, Sleepyhead Escapes!

Riven, who had just come downstairs, also saw the news report on TV.

When she heard about the serial murders, she immediately thought of Collins, whom she met last night.

I smelled a strong smell of blood from him.

Raven seriously suspects that the murderer of the serial murder case reported now is Collins!
The other party once told him that he was born to kill.

Thinking of this, Riven felt a little regretful.

Next time I see this serial killer, I should kill him directly.

"You look a little unwell, Raven, are you okay?"

Peter noticed his daughter's expression and walked over to her and asked.

"I'm fine, Dad. It might be because I didn't get enough rest last night."

Ruiwen forced a smile on her face and said to him, "I couldn't sleep last night, so I went out for a walk outside the farm. Maybe it's because I didn't get enough rest."

Raven covered up her meeting with Collins by saying she was out for a walk.

"Are you worried about something?"

Peter heard Raven say she had trouble sleeping and asked her with concern.

"No, maybe I was too tired from fighting Zod. Don't worry, Dad. I adjusted quickly."

Raven smiled at Peter.

At breakfast.

"Today a new real estate investor called me and said that the newly built apartment can be sold. I mean the real estate I invested in before."

While eating, Kara enthusiastically mentioned the real estate she had invested in.

"Of course, renting out is also a good option, but you have to pay a management fee, and something might happen in the middle. The U.S. real estate market is a mental hospital, and you never know what will happen."

"The apartment next to the one I invested in was sold. In fact, someone else took the initiative to offer the price. Those foreigners have bought every inch of land in Metropolis. I heard that some Chinese bought part of Mayfair, including Savile Row, a few weeks ago. But the biggest reason is the previous battle with Zod. The apartment I invested in has also appreciated now because the federal government has to pay to resettle temporarily homeless citizens."

Kara didn't expect that because of the Battle of Metropolis, her originally lost investment seemed to be turning around.

She was worrying about how to face Peter's one million, but unexpectedly her luck turned around.

Kara couldn't stop talking about this. She said to Rhea, "Rhea, when I make money, you will be my secretary."

She wanted to ask Rhea to help her and be her investment secretary.

Peter glanced at Kara who was talking nonsense and said unhappily: "In that case, Kara, you should thank the dead Zod. Although he destroyed countless buildings, he made your building more valuable. And you haven't recovered your investment yet. Are you opening champagne at halftime now?"

Rhea is her secretary. Is Kara trying to steal her girl?

If there weren't other people present, he would have to give Kara a hard time and let her know the consequences of trying to steal his girl.

First take Kara to the company where she used to work to collect the debt, and she will be completely socially dead.

"Well, I was just suggesting."

Kara said to the stunned Rhea, "If you're not interested, forget it."

Rhea glanced at Peter and Clark and said, "I think I'd better forget it. I'm not good at these business activities on Earth. I usually do more scientific work with Jor-El."

She declined Kara's invitation.

"Aren't you going to eat? Kara, the food in front of you is getting cold."

Peter pointed at the food and the more conversational Kara said.

"It's okay, I like my food not too hot."

Kara said she likes her food not too hot.

The table was laid out with mashed potatoes, carrots and chicken.

Persephone looked towards the kitchen. "Maybe I can heat it up in the oven. Cold chicken is always unpalatable."

"No, thank you, Paul, I can do it myself."

Kara thanked Persephone in a good mood.

Now that she can earn back one million, Kara feels that General Zod is not so annoying anymore.

After breakfast, Peter practiced shooting with Star-Lord in the backyard.

After the battle with Zod, Star-Lord's combat experience has also increased a lot.

Holding the elemental gun, Star-Lord shot the glass ball in front of him away with a "bang".

Putting down the elemental gun, Star-Lord frowned and raised it again to shoot, but this time he did not hit the glass ball.

"If this is shooting, your posture is not standard, Star-Lord."

Peter stood behind Star-Lord, adjusting his posture while placing his hand on Star-Lord's arm, holding his hand and pointing to the tiny glass ball in front.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Peter held Star-Lord's hand and fired continuously.

All the glass balls placed in front were shot away.

"To shoot accurately, Star-Lord, you must learn to accept the past, focus on the present, and prepare for the next shot. This is not easy, because the shooter has a natural rhythm when shooting and needs to adjust his attention within a limited time. Any distraction may cause them to miss the best time."

Peter stood behind Star-Lord, holding his hand and raising the elemental gun.

"boom!"

The bullet fired and another glass ball was knocked away.

"But right now, Star-Lord, you seem distracted."

Peter put down the hand that he was holding on Star-Lord and asked him, "Is it because of Zod?" Star-Lord heard what Peter said, put down the elemental gun, and said hesitantly, "No, it's not like that, Dad. I just don't know how to tell you."

"what?"

Peter asked him, "Whose business is this about?"

Star-Lord looked into Peter's eyes and finally said to him, "It's Raven, Dad. I saw Raven go out alone last night."

Although he felt that being a snitch like Clark was not a good thing, Star-Lord decided to tell his father the truth.

"Raven didn't go for a walk, but went to the neighboring town of Whit. I happened to see it at that time."

Star-Lord said with some concern: "I learned about the serial murders in Whittown this morning. I am worried about Raven's safety, so..."

"Uh-huh, are you worried that Raven might be implicated? Star-Lord."

Star-Lord nodded, "Yes, Dad."

"No, she won't. Although Raven is young, she is very independent and she knows what she is doing."

Peter has always had great trust in his little daughter.

When she was trapped in the Phantom Zone, it was Raven who stubbornly went to Gotham, trying to find herself back, and mobilized all of Penguin's people.

Peter was deeply touched by his daughter's action.

As his sweet and caring father, although Riven can be a little impulsive sometimes, her love for him as a father is undiminished.

"Don't worry, when Raven feels it's appropriate, she'll tell us what she's going to do."

Peter said, looking towards the living room.

In the living room, Raven was getting ready to go out with Loki.

Raven called Loki out of the farm on the pretext of having something to do.

"You said that the sleep demon has escaped?"

Loki was stunned when he heard Riven's words.

"It was a fellow called Collins who said that. I can't be sure because I suspect he's a murderer."

Raven frowned, "So I need you to go to Georgetown. If that really happened, it means that the Sandman could cause trouble for us at any time."

"Ok."

Loki's expression turned pale after hearing what Riven said, "If he really escaped, I'm afraid the first thing he would do is look for Dad's artifact."

What he was thinking now was that he would never hand over the artifact no matter what.

What else would Leila do?
Besides, why should I give up something that I got through my own strength?
I had taken Tony Stark's Mark battle suit before, but now he doesn't seem to have the nerve to ask me for it back.

After half an hour.

The two came to Georgetown.

Standing on the busy street, Loki, who transformed himself into a young man, walked towards the "Sunshine Cafe".

The coffee shop has bright yellow walls, and sunlight shines in through the gauze-like curtains.

In this cafe that he hadn't been to for a long time, Loki ordered two cups of coffee, walked over to the waiting Raven, and handed her a cup of coffee.

"Why did you summon the Sandman?"

Raven took the coffee and asked him curiously.

"The Book of Magdalene can summon the god of death. At that time, I was mixed up with that group of sorcerers. You know, I didn't know any spells. I made up a spell at random, and the god of death turned into the demon of sleep."

After listening to Loki's explanation, Raven nodded, "This is consistent with your personality as the God of Mischief."

"Can I understand that you are complimenting me?"

"Of course I'm praising you, Loki."

"I would be happier if you added a brother after Loki."

Loki expressed his wish for Riven to call him brother.

Riven ignored him and walked forward with her coffee.

"This is the trouble you caused for your father."

Soon, the two arrived at Mabry Ella's castle.

Loki looked up at the gloomy sky above him.

In the deserted suburbs, there is only an ancient castle standing before you.

There were a few crows perched on the trees in the distance, making noisy and unsettling calls.

As soon as Riven entered the castle, black and gray came into her sight.

The castle before me was filled with the smell of death and decadence.

The dark walls, whose traces have not yet been erased by time, show that there was a fire here.

After the two knocked on the door, an older maid came out.

Loki lied that he was a staff member of the Real Estate Registry and wanted to consult Marbury Ella about something.

"I'm afraid Mr. Marbury can't see you. He fell into a coma two weeks ago and hasn't woken up yet."

The maid said something that shocked the two of them.

A few minutes later, standing in front of Marbury Ella's bed, the two looked at each other, looking at each other who was breathing steadily but had fallen asleep.

Apparently, the Sandman had escaped and imprisoned Marbury Ella in his dreams as punishment.

(End of this chapter)