Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics-Chapter 4373 - 3466: Midnight Sons (28)

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Danny could no longer control his body. He trembled, leaning over the steering wheel, trying hard to lower his head.

At this moment, Shiller heard a woman's voice: "There's something wrong with that man, I mean the man you were just talking to. Some kind of magical power on him is affecting Danny..."

"Lady Francis?"

"It's me. Get Danny out of there. He can't hold on much longer."

With one hand on the car door and the other supporting Danny, Shiller glanced back at Dario. He couldn't see his eyes behind the sunglasses, but his body language made it clear he was here to cause trouble.

Shiller stood up, slammed the car door shut, turned to Dario, and said: "There's an appointment you don't want to go to, but you can't avoid. You want to find an excuse to miss it, so it won't have serious consequences, and you won't offend your inviter. Do you think this is a good plan?"

Dario paused for a moment. His hands were placed in front of him, one hand gripping a ring on the other.

"I've heard a lot about you, Doctor Shiller." Apparently, Dario recognized Shiller's identity, and he said, "I heard you are S.H.I.E.L.D.'s psychological consultant. Since Nick is unwilling to solve the problem, I thought you might be willing to help."

"I'm always willing to help," Shiller said, "but you don't seem to have checked with Nick about my salary rate."

"I'm the chairman of Roxsen Energy Company; whatever amount you want, I can give it." Dario approached Shiller without any reservations, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "To be honest, Doctor, I'm indeed in a bit of trouble. An annoying guy suddenly invited me to his company, but I have other guests to wait for."

"This guy is also a dignified figure; if I refuse, I might offend him. But if I have an accident on the way, not making the appointment can't be blamed on me. I can escape to do something else. If you're willing to help me, money is no object."

"Get Danny out of here." Shiller planned to negotiate with him. He glanced at the traffic moving back and forth behind Dario and then said, "I can stay here to help you handle this traffic accident, but my friend's situation can't be delayed any longer."

"No, no, no, Doctor. A simple traffic accident won't take long and wouldn't attract media attention. But if some guy suddenly turns into a monster and goes crazy on the streets, it would definitely be the big news of tonight and tomorrow morning. I, too, would be a victim of super-villain crime, and no one can blame me for it."

"He isn't a super villain," Shiller said, "Then let me leave. I don't want to be dragged into these things, nor do I want to be photographed by any media."

Dario placed one hand on Shiller's shoulder, applied a little pressure, and smiling, shook his head, "That won't do, Doctor. Only when an internet sensation gets involved will the report have breadth and strength. Plus, I heard you're friends with many superheroes. That annoying guy would be worried about you first, so he'd have no time to bother with me."

"You want everything, be careful you end up with nothing."

"As long as you have enough capital, you'll naturally have a good appetite to swallow everything." Dario withdrew his hand, turned around, and walked toward his car.

Shiller went back to his car, and JARVIS's voice came through the car radio: "Do you need me to remind Mr. Stark that you've run into some trouble, Doctor?"

"No need, I have my ways."

Danny had completely lost his mind; flames were shooting from his eye sockets. At this moment, Shiller placed his hand on Danny's arm, and a silver power spread up his shoulder.

"I can't hold it for long," Khonsu said, "The Spirit of Revenge in him is powerful and will soon break through the blockade."

"It will be resolved soon."

Shiller took out his phone and made a call. Both Lady Francis and Khonsu thought he would call Stark or Captain America,

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but Shiller picked up the phone and said, "Hello? Manhattan Police Department? My friend has a mental disorder with aggressive tendencies and needs immediate medical attention, but we've been in a traffic accident on the road, and the other party doesn't want to let us go. My friend is having an episode and requires sedation and restraint. Can you come over and help, and contact the nearest psychiatric hospital?"

"Yes, we're not far from the crossroads. The other vehicle involved in the accident is a stretch Lincoln, very noticeable. Okay, I'll wait for you here..."

In less than five minutes, two patrol cars arrived, one blocking one end of the accident scene, while the other approached slowly from behind.

Shiller stepped out of the car, raised his hands, and said, "I'm the one who called the police. We need help."

Dario also got out of his car, waving his hand and telling the police, "Hey, this is our personal matter!"

"My friend is having an episode with aggressive tendencies. There have been incidents of him hurting people during episodes before. I need you to immediately inject him with sedatives."

Two police officers got out of the patrol car, holding their guns as they slowly approached. Shiller immediately moved aside. One officer approached Danny's side of the car window.

Shiller had already rolled down the window. The officer saw Danny twitching on the steering wheel. The moment Shiller released his control over Danny, Danny jerked upright, glaring at the officer.

Seeing the flames shooting out of his eyes, the officer quickly retreated a few steps, then signaled his colleague to keep their distance.

"Alright, sir. We can call an ambulance for you, but you'll have to handle his situation on your own. We'll do our best to ensure your safety."

"You can't let them go; they smashed my car." Dario immediately said, "This is none of your business, police. If you choose to cover for them, I'll file a complaint!"

The officers exchanged a glance, clearly having second thoughts.

The New York police are notoriously infamous. Besides entrapment and excessive force, they are also particularly good at evasive enforcement. If they deem the complexity of a situation exceeds their duty, no matter how urgent it is, they will withdraw to a safe distance, and request backup. Until the backup arrives, they won't do anything, even if someone dies right before them, that's not their concern.

Dario looked somewhat pleased, he turned back to Shiller. But while he was speaking to the police, Shiller had regained control over Danny and moved him to the passenger seat.

Next, he got into the driver's seat, closed the car door, stepped on the gas pedal, swerved around the police car blocking the way, and the car zoomed ahead.

This was right in the New York police's comfort zone. The two officers quickly got into their cars and began pursuit.

Shiller wasn't really a reckless driver. He always drove at the speed limit and often got honked at.

That's right, in America, the speed on the speed limit signs is roughly the minimum speed for drivers. There's about a 99% chance of cars exceeding the speed limit on the road. If you're significantly below the speed limit, you'll get honked at and overtaken.

Shiller wasn't driving fast, but the officers didn't dare to stop him. After all, his car had a madman having an episode, clearly possessing superpowers. If an explosion happened, the closer they were, the quicker they'd die.

Shiller casually left the accident scene, making his way towards the agreed meeting place with Wanda.

"JARVIS, call Wanda and tell her I've run into some trouble here and need her help."

"Alright, I'll let her know."

Approaching the meeting point, Shiller slowed down. The two patrol cars behind were still hesitant, unsure whether to approach or back off and wait for backup, so they too slowed down and parked by the roadside.

At this moment, a red flash passed by, and all the officers in the cars fainted. With another red flash, Wanda appeared in the back seat of Shiller's car.

"What's going on, Doctor? Why are the police chasing you?"

"It's a bit complicated. Take the kitten first, then check on Danny," Shiller turned around and said to her.

Wanda picked up the kitten from the back seat, checked and found it fine, then placed it into the carrier with the other three kittens, preparing to take them to the pet hospital for vaccinations later.

She got out from the back seat, opened the front passenger door, and took a look at Danny. With a flash of red in her eyes, Danny stopped convulsing, and the flames in his eyes swiftly extinguished.

"Something disturbed the balance between the two souls within him." Wanda's eyes glimmered as if observing the other soul within Danny. The Spirit of Revenge, as Khonsu called it, which was hard to deal with, was now as quiet as if it were dead.

"Did you come by car?" Shiller asked.

"Yes, I just drove over from the Queens District, and traffic's not bad lately. I quite enjoy driving."

"Can I borrow your car, ma'am? I need to go back and handle some minor issues. I'll leave him in your care."

Wanda shrugged and said, "I still have to take the kittens for their shots. Let JARVIS watch over him. Here's the car key."

Wanda threw the car key through the window to Shiller, who had already stepped out, and pointed over, "The blue Ford over there."

"Thank you, ma'am. I'll fill up the tank for you."

With that, Shiller took the car key, got in the car, and turned the wheel, driving past the few police cars nearby, making his way back to the accident location.

Soon he reached the original spot, but the Lincoln car was gone. It seemed Dario knew better than to rely on Shiller, so he drove off, likely to cause trouble for some other unlucky soul.

But Shiller didn't plan to let him off. He had already guessed who the annoying guy Dario mentioned was, so he headed towards the Stark Building, looking for the Lincoln car among the traffic.

The stretch Lincoln really was conspicuous. Shiller drove for less than 10 minutes before spotting the car on a ramp behind Chinatown. From the damaged bumper, he could tell it was Dario's car.

Shiller floored the gas pedal, swiftly changed lanes twice, and quickly moved to the right rear of the Lincoln. Then he accelerated abruptly, swerving the front bumper against the right rear door of the Lincoln.

"Bang! Screech—"

The stretch Lincoln was long, and getting hit from the rear would make the car fishtail out of control. The body of the car lurched to the left, nearly crashing into the flowerbed behind it.

But the driver of that car was quite skilled. He quickly turned the steering wheel to the left, using the vehicle's torque, then swerved sharply to the right. After two rapid swerves, he barely stabilized the car.

Dario, sitting in the back, leaned out the window to look back. Shiller's expression looked very cold behind the reflective windshield.

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