Kamen Rider ZZZ from the American comic book world

Even if Captain America were dug out of the ice, he wouldn't dare say that all his muscles were built through hard work.

However, Steve Rogers was indeed a gifted man. Before joining the army, he suffered from asthma, scarlet fever, rheumatic fever, heart disease, high blood pressure, and arrhythmia. He had also been in contact with patients who died of tuberculosis.

In that war-torn era, Steve Rogers was merely thin and frail. Anyone with a weak immune system would have been bedridden and waiting to die, but he was able to visit the recruiting station multiple times, trying to go to the front lines. His physical condition was indeed quite unique.

Ida said, "As long as the textbooks help you do well on next year's SAT, don't worry about that thing that's everywhere."

"Okay," Li Ai replied.

After buying the books, the two encountered the evening rush hour, which caused them to be stuck in traffic.

The vehicles moved in and out, greatly extending the original journey. Ada, looking at the traffic that had been stagnant for a long time, casually mentioned another matter.

"I'm going to San Francisco tomorrow to order you a self-defense weapon. Do you have any requirements?"

"I just want a stable enough pistol that uses 9mm bullets. I don't really know how to use large-caliber pistols. Also, it's best if there are no markings or serial numbers on the gun," Li Ai briefly stated her requirements.

"Also, I don't want Hammer Industries guns, they're too easy to misfire. It has to be at least Osborn's, and preferably Stark's personal light weapons."

He doesn't need a powerful self-defense pistol, since he can transform into Kamen Rider ZZZ. Even the largest caliber pistol isn't as strong as his transformed form, so he only needs a stable self-defense weapon.

As for erasing markings and serial numbers, this is quite common on the black market and can prevent outsiders from tracing the origin of firearms; it is a counter-tracking technique.

Doing this would obviously violate American law and would result in imprisonment if discovered.

But people who do this kind of thing are generally not afraid of going to jail.

“It’s a very practical idea. You can go home and wait. I’ll go find someone tomorrow.” Ada nodded.

At this point, the traffic jam finally eased, and after some twists and turns, Li Ai finally returned home.

After a quick dinner, Li Ai returned to his room, set his alarm for the next day, and lay down on the bed.

Only three seconds later, he fell into a deep sleep.

Li Ai, who was asleep, did not lose consciousness, but was suspended in a pale space. Apart from him, there were only doors.

The materials, shapes, and colors of the doors vary, each corresponding to a different person's dream.

This is a dream world composed of the subconscious of intelligent life, and Li Ai's dream power allows him to enter this place at will.

The number of doors is not infinite. Li Ai could sense that the number of doors here was almost the same as the population of New York City. In other words, the range of his dream power was now limited to New York City.

If used properly, this is naturally a powerful force, and Li Ai has a premonition that if he helps the special dream owner solve difficulties, his power will also be enhanced and its coverage will expand.

Looking at the many doors in front of him, he was at a loss for what to choose. In the end, he simply closed his eyes, randomly went to a door, turned the handle, and stepped inside.

When Li Ai opened his eyes again, he found himself in someone else's dream. He looked himself over and found that he was wearing a black tactical uniform and carrying a sniper rifle.

After entering someone else's dream, Li Ai automatically acquires an identity, and his current identity is that of the Emergency Operations Unit (ESU) of the New York City Police Department (NYPD), where he serves as the team leader and sniper.

The transport vehicle stopped, and the team members opened the door. The well-trained team members moved in unison, while Li Ai strode confidently to a middle-aged white man wearing a white police uniform and a black bulletproof vest.

"Director George Stacy, the entire ESU team has arrived. Please provide instructions."

Chapter 11 Ashley Graham

George Stacy, one of the world's deputy commissioners of the New York City Police Department, has a daughter named Gwen Stacy, who is currently in middle school.

This is Li Ai's memory of this temporary commander.

Chief George was still holding a walkie-talkie. He felt much more at ease after seeing ESU, and then gave the order.

"I need your team members to occupy high ground now, and be ready to shoot the suspect as soon as he appears."

Upon hearing this, Li Ai naturally recalled the brief information about the mission.

A group of thugs kidnapped citizens in a shopping mall. Each of them was strapped with a bomb and demanded a large ransom in US dollars. If they did not receive the money within an hour, they would randomly blow up one of the hostages.

However, according to the investigation, only one of the criminals actually carried genuine explosives; the rest were decoys.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Li Ai, who had assumed the roles of ESU team leader and sniper, responded and then began to arrange the team members' positions to ensure that a firepower network sufficient to eliminate all the bandits could be formed.

Before long, Li Ai set up the sniper rifle on a high place and spotted the citizens and bandits in the center of the mall through the high-precision scope.

Most of the kidnapped citizens were children and women. In addition to being strapped with bombs, the kidnappers were also equipped with shotguns and submachine guns, and wore knitted masks.

The children all had scratches on their faces, clearly indicating that they had been frightened and then brutally beaten by the bandits. The children with their parents were somewhat comforted, while those without parents could only sob quietly.

At that moment, Chief George walked into the mall. He was unarmed, wearing only a bulletproof vest, and his walkie-talkie was clipped to his back, allowing him to transfer his conversation with the criminals to the police channel.

"Chief George, where are the money and the car we asked for?!" the gang leader shouted.

“The mayor has come out of the bank, so I’ve come to tell you this.” George raised his hands, indicating to the thugs that he posed no threat.

Upon hearing this, one of the thugs chuckled sinisterly, "That's great, but we need to change the rules temporarily. Deliver it within ten minutes, or we'll kill a child for every minute that's over!"

“That’s not what we agreed on at the beginning.” George tried to argue, but he was just stalling for time.

"You still dare to bargain?!" One of the thugs strode forward and smashed George to the ground with the butt of his gun.

"Only we can make the bid today. You have to give us whatever we want!"

By this time, ESU's bomb disposal experts and observers had identified which perpetrator was carrying a live bomb.

Li Ai moved the scope to the criminal who had changed the rules at the last minute, and the other team members also aimed their guns at the criminal.

"I'll count to one, everyone fire at the same time, three, two, one!"

bang bang bang-

After several gunshots, all the criminals were killed.

Many processes were omitted in the dream, and after killing those bandits, Li Ai also felt a sense of coolness.

This is a small gift from the dreamer after his nightmare ended.

The surrounding scenery gradually turned pale, and Li Ai's tactical clothing and sniper rifle gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared. An alarm clock rang in her ears.

Ring ring—

After turning off the alarm, Li Ai got up, changed clothes, and washed up. Since there was still some time before school, he took out his ZZZ phone and searched for information online.

The keywords are New York City, shopping mall, kidnapping, and bomb.

After searching through a few keywords, Li Ai actually found an old story.

It was a case from ten years ago, and the general details were almost identical to his dream from last night. The person who led the ESU to shoot and kill the criminals was 'George Stacy'. As a result, one criminal was killed, the rest were incapacitated, and were all eventually sentenced.

"So this is a replay of the event?" Li Ai guessed, looking at the news content presented in a holographic projection.

He felt that the dream's owner was most likely the current Deputy Director George.

But why would Deputy Chief George have this dream? There haven't been any similar kidnapping cases in New York recently that triggered his memories.

How strange... Curious, Li Ai continued browsing the news, searching for updates on the case from ten years ago.

ESU killed all the perpetrators, and the incident was reported by the media at the time, but only a few media outlets followed up with further reports.

The aftermath of the incident was that the family of one of the deceased perpetrators sued George Stacy, arguing that he made a wrong decision. The family believed that ESU could have used a non-lethal method, but George Stacy made a radical choice based on personal feelings because his wife and daughter were still in the mall.

The court ultimately rejected all the claims of the deceased perpetrator's family, and George Stacy returned to her post after an administrative leave, eventually rising through the ranks to become deputy director.

"Nonsense." Li Ai curled her lip, then turned off ZZZ's phone.

The report made no mention of the deceased perpetrator's family, but instead used a highly inflammatory style to try to incite the public to question George Stacy's decision at the time.

The NYPD may have controlled the media at the time, so there wasn't much coverage of the subsequent lawsuits. This is all the information available online. To find out more, you'd have to ask the parties involved.

Li Ai planned to keep a close eye on this Deputy Director George Stacy. If they had the opportunity to cooperate, it would be like having another source of intelligence, making things easier in the future.

He then packed his backpack, left his residence, reviewed the route in his mind, and prepared to run to school.

Just as he set off, a brown pickup truck suddenly pulled up to the side of the road, the window rolled down, revealing Uncle Ben's kind face.

"Hey, kid, your mother's gone on a business trip so soon?"

“Yes, that’s why I go to school alone,” Li Ai said with a smile.

“Have a ride in my car, there are seats in the back,” Uncle Ben invited warmly, while Peter watched everything from the passenger seat.

Li Ai waved her hand, politely declining, "No need, I'll just treat this as a morning run. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Parker."

"No wonder you're so strong. Be careful." Seeing this, Uncle Ben didn't continue to invite him. He rolled up the car window and took Peter to school.

Li Ai jogged all the way to school. He had already claimed his personal locker yesterday when he went through the procedures, so he could use it today.

After bringing everything he needed for the first class, Li Ai went to the classroom. He deliberately found a seat in the back row by the window and waited quietly for the class to begin.

As the school bell rang, Li Ai watched a young blonde female teacher walk into the classroom. Although she was wearing a suit bought from an ordinary boutique, she exuded an air of nobility and gave off an extraordinary aura.

The key point is that Li Ai had seen her on the news.

Her father is the current president of America, whose full name is Ashley Graham.

The president's daughter was kidnapped on her way home from school by an organization that wanted to control her with a parasite and then indirectly control the upper echelons of the American government to achieve its ambitions.

But this ambition was ultimately crushed by Li Ai's biological father, Leon S. Kennedy.

It's not uncommon for presidential daughters to become high school teachers after graduating from college, far from the White House. Some former presidential family members lacking political connections choose to work in places with stable incomes and away from the media.

Her father, President Graham, has less than two months left in office, but before that, he will be the President of America.

But wouldn't there be snipers protecting the president's family near this school?

Thinking of this, Li Ai couldn't help but look out the window.

Chapter 12 Old Case Recording

“Let’s continue…” Ms. Ashley didn’t pay much attention to Li Ai, just thinking of him as a new transfer student, and just continued the lesson as usual.

Moreover, Li Ai has an Asian appearance, making it difficult for outsiders to associate him with Leon S. Kennedy, the agent who prevented bioterrorism, without knowing his background.

His first day at the new school went smoothly. Nobody knew him, and even if some annoying guy tried to cause trouble, he would give up after seeing Li Ai's muscular physique.

School was about to end, but Li Ai couldn't go home immediately; she still had to go to the school's photography group for an interview.

To get into a good university in America, good grades alone are not enough; you also need letters of recommendation, participation in neighborhood volunteer work, club activities, and so on. All these factors combined are needed to determine whether a student can get into university.

He had previously chosen the photography club at Springwood High School, partly because the club only required submitting photographic works for a rating competition, and partly because he himself was somewhat interested in photography.

He arrived at the door of the photography group's private classroom, knocked gently, and a crisp sound came from inside.

"Come in."

After receiving permission, Li Ai pushed open the door and entered. He saw a familiar face looking through the students' photographic works.

"Please have a seat. I still need to grade these works." She looked up slightly; it was Ashley, the teacher from the first class of the morning.

Li Ai had mixed feelings, but she still found a chair next to the desk and sat down.

Because it's used to store student work, the photography group's dedicated classroom is a bit messy. There are many photos hanging on the ropes on the walls, and the lockers are filled with various trophies, medals, certificates, group photos, and cameras used by some graduates.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Ashley finished grading. She looked up at the new Asian student and smiled:

"Welcome to the photography group. New student, could you please introduce yourself?"

Four years had passed since the kidnapping in Spain. Ashley had completed her university studies and was now a teacher at Midtown High School, where she seemed quite content.

“My name is Li Ai Scott, I’m seventeen, and I just transferred to Midtown High School. I was in the photography club at my previous high school…”

After the new student introduced herself, Ashley nodded and then talked about the current situation of the photography group.

"I think you'll adapt to the photography group's routine quickly. The group organizes photography knowledge classes every Thursday afternoon after school, and the rest of the time is for free shooting. On average, there are two competitions per semester. The school provides the topics and judges, and there are prize money for the winning entries. However, you need to bring your own camera. Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

"Does the photography group have any study tours?" Li Ai had no doubts about the previous question, so she asked casually.

Ashley replied, "We organize outdoor photography trips during the holidays, and students can get a portion of their travel and accommodation expenses reimbursed. The school also provides insurance."

"Much more 'thoughtful' than that photography group from Chunmu Town High School who just gave out assignments and then ignored their members..." Li Ai thought to herself, while asking:

Are there any photography events planned recently?

“There’s a Christmas-themed photography contest going on recently, with a deadline of December 15th. The entries will be exhibited at the Christmas party, and everyone attending the party will vote to select the winner,” Ashley explained.

It's late November now, with just over twenty days left until the deadline. Christmas is a very important holiday in America, and there will be Christmas-themed events throughout December.

Many shopping malls, parks, and amusement parks have Christmas-themed decorations, and these places are also very convenient for taking pictures.

"Teacher, I have no other questions." Li Ai said this and prepared to get up.

"be careful on the road."