Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

"Ok?"

Listening to the news on TV, Mu En paused holding the teacup and frowned. He had clearly arranged for someone to take care of him, but he was still ambushed.

Just as he was thinking about it, Knight called Mu En.

"Hey, it's me."

On the other end of the phone, Knight said self-blamingly.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. We failed in the mission you ordered. We were unable to protect that ordinary person. Please punish us, Your Highness."

Mu En took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said calmly.

"Let's not talk about punishment. Tell me what happened first. Why did this happen right under your noses?"

Knight reported the situation to Mu En. In fact, they were careless and thought they just needed to keep an eye on Murphy. Who knew that someone had tampered with Murphy's car, and an explosion occurred when he returned to his car and was about to leave. If Knight's subordinates had not acted in time, he would probably have died on the spot in the explosion.

"Okay, I get it. I can only say that this is his fate."

Muen didn't particularly care about Murphy's situation. In his opinion, Murphy was just a policeman like Chief George, who was a rare policeman with a sense of justice in the country, and he admired him for that.

...

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Murphy was wrapped in bandages and his limbs were in plaster.

In the doctor's words, it was a miracle that Murphy survived, but his injuries were so severe that even after he recovered, he would become a disabled person unable to move.

This is even more painful than death for Murphy. Being unable to move and having to be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life means that his career is over.

In that case, it would be better for him to die in the explosion.

The day after Murphy woke up, Chief George and a group of people from the police station came to the hospital to visit Murphy.

Chief George was also sad and regretful about what happened to Murphy. After learning from the doctor that Murphy would never be able to return to work, it was finally decided after consultation that the police station would issue a subsidy to Murphy so that he could recuperate in a nursing home.

This also means that Murphy's career has come to an end.

Reluctance, grief, pain...

All kinds of negative emotions filled Murphy's heart at this moment. He hated why he didn't die directly; he hated why he was so weak; he hated why he didn't send all those bastards to jail.

However, now that he can't even take care of himself, there is nothing he can do except helpless rage.

After a few days of self-abandonment, a man in a suit walked into the ward where Murphy was.

"Oh, hello, Officer Murphy. I didn't expect to meet you again in such an occasion."

The person who came was Plitt, still wearing the same neat suit, the same exquisite slicked-back hair, and the same smile that looked like a triumphant villain.

"It's you!"

Murphy recognized this man at a glance. This man was the one he ran into outside Chief George's office.

"What are you doing here?"

"What else can I do here? Of course, I come to visit our respected Officer Murphy."

"I don't need your visit!"

"Oh my, don't say that. After all, our OmniCorp company and your police department are in a cooperative relationship. Oh, I forgot, you are not a police officer now."

As Pritt spoke, he let out a sharp laugh, which made Murphy want to rush up and punch him hard twice.

But now Murphy couldn't even turn over, let alone hit anyone.

I could only say it with a straight face.

"Do you have anything else to say? If there is nothing else, you can leave now."

"Don't be so anxious to send me away. I came here because I really have something I want to talk to you about."

As he spoke, Plitt took out a tablet from his purse, turned it on and started playing videos one after another.

These videos are all on-site recordings of the police technology team successfully fighting crime while Murphy was in the hospital and unconscious. Looking at the agile policemen in the videos, Murphy was extremely envious. He used to be such an admirable member, but now he is just a useless person.

"Officer Murphy, I know you are very dissatisfied and you want to cheer up and return to the front line, but your physical condition does not allow it. However, there is still an opportunity in front of you. It depends on whether you agree or not."

Murphy looked at Plitt with some excitement and asked.

"what chance?"

"RoboCop Project. Our company has a complete set of scientific technology. We need an excellent volunteer. This technology can help you reshape your body. It depends on whether you are willing to participate."

As he spoke, Plitt played him another video, which was the conceptual design of RoboCop, in which an experienced disabled police officer puts on bionic mechanical prostheses and then returns to the front line with the help of technology.

Watching the performance of the RoboCop hero in the video, Murphy seemed to see hope again.

But he knew very well that there was no free lunch in the world.

"Well, if I join this program, what do I need to do? Or what do I need to pay?"

Preet smiled.

"Oh, Murphy, please don't think that we, OmniCorp, are so mercenary. We don't need you to pay any price or give us a lot of money. All we want is to have further in-depth cooperation with the police department, and you are the bridge between us and the police department."

As he spoke, Plitt patted Murphy's plastered shoulder.

"Just think about it. With a role model like you, more disabled police officers will join us in the future. With such a special police force, New York's law and order will become much more peaceful."

Murphy listened to what Pritt said, and now he completely believed it, because now he was extremely eager to be free and alone instead of lying in bed like a waste.

"Okay, I promise you! As long as you let me join the RoboCop project, everything else will be easy."

"Great! I like police officers like you who have a strong sense of justice. Come here and sign your name now."

The smile on Pritt's face became even wider, and he took out a document from his briefcase like a devil tempting mortals to sign a sinful contract.

Murphy took a look, thought there was no problem, and signed his name.

Watching Murphy sign his name on the contract, Plitt snapped his fingers.

"come in."

Hearing Plitt's instructions, a group of burly men in suits and sunglasses walked in from outside the door. They moved in unison and in step.

"Take our great Murphy with you."

Chapter 482: The Warriors Are Out

In a secret laboratory somewhere, the seriously injured Murphy lay on the cold laboratory table.

A group of 'doctors' in white coats knocked off the plaster on Murphy's limbs and removed the layers of bandages.

The skin that was burned in the explosion was exposed, and only half of his left hand was left, with only a layer of flesh covering that half of the metacarpal bone.

One of them sighed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he actually survived despite being injured like this. I have to say, his vitality is really strong."

"Tsk, no matter how tenacious you are, you are still a useless person."

"Okay, stop talking. He is just anesthetized now and can still hear us."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that he will retaliate against you? When the experiment is finished, he will be nothing more than a toy."

Hearing what these people said, Murphy was suddenly shocked. He knew that he might have been fooled.

Yes, how could such a good thing be waiting for me? In the final analysis, I was overwhelmed by negative emotions at the time and was bewitched by Pritt's words.

But even if we know it now, it's too late.

"Have you finished all the preparations?"

Just as these 'doctors' were chattering about something, a majestic voice sounded.

"Dr. Norton."

"Doctor, the preparations have been completed. His condition is worse than we thought, but all indicators meet the requirements of the experiment."

The man known as the Doctor nodded.

"Okay, I understand. Then everyone get ready and start the transformation experiment in five minutes."

"Yes!"

Hearing the words "transformation experiment", Murphy was completely panicked. They had no intention of installing any mechanical prostheses for him, but were planning to directly perform biochemical transformation on him!

That’s right, I’m afraid that this OmniCorp company is the culprit that created those biochemically modified humans!

Murphy finally realized that the direction he had been tracking was correct from the beginning, and he was probably being plotted against by them. They knew that he was not dead, so they also wanted to transform him into a biochemical human like those guys.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Even if he had fabricated the truth, he was powerless to reverse the situation.

"Start injecting!"

A 'doctor' took out an injection and the cold needle tip pierced Murphy's carotid artery.

"Ok!"

After a muffled groan, Murphy completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he felt a strange feeling all over.

He could feel the existence of every part of his body, but he could not control himself, as if his soul was trapped in a container.

"Dr. Norton, how is the experiment going?"

A familiar voice sounded, immediately catching Murphy's attention.

It's him! Plit, that bastard!

Murphy suddenly became extremely excited, and he wished he could tear the guy who deceived him to pieces alive.

Dr. Norton looked at Murphy, whose whole body had been completely transformed, on the stent.

“The experiment was very successful. He perfectly matched all the data and is the most successful Experiment No. 1 so far.

No, strictly speaking, he is no longer an experimental subject, but our product number one."

Plitt was very satisfied looking at Murphy in front of him, but a flashing wave on the computer caught his attention.

"Dr. Norton, what's going on with this fluctuating curve?"

Dr. Norton also just noticed the change in the data.

"This is his neuron activity signal index. Simply put, it represents his mental activity. However, it was fine before. I don't know why the index changed after you came in."

"Haha, it seems that our Sheriff Murphy still holds a grudge against me."

Plitt sneered and then said.

"However, our products only need to obey our orders obediently. They don't need any thoughts. Dr. Norton, brainwash him."

Hearing this, Murphy's reaction became even stronger.

Brainwashing, then wouldn't that mean that I would completely become their weapon? No, I absolutely cannot allow this to happen! I must take back control of my body.

"What! Brainwashing? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know. I asked you to erase his mind and make him a complete product of our company. This is also what Mr. Silas meant. How can you not do it?"

Dr. Norton's expression suddenly changed and he spoke in a very serious tone.

"No, I can't do it. Do you know what it means to erase his mind? It means murder! We agreed before that my job is to help you with research, but I can't help you kill people."

However, Plitt simply pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Dr. Norton's forehead.

"Old man, I already knew that you and I are not on the same page. I now order his mind to be wiped out."

"Don't even think about it!"

Then there was a sound of scuffle in the laboratory. Murphy knew that the doctor who was responsible for transforming his body had a fight with Plitt, but he could not see what was going on.

"Damn it, you stubborn old thing, go to hell!"

“Bang~!”

There was a gunshot, and Murphy felt a warm liquid splash on his face.

Accompanied by screams, the entire laboratory was in chaos.

"I won't let you succeed!"

Dr. Norton took his last breath and pressed the release button.

"Ding~!"