(I am not a professional Marvel author, so if there are any plot holes, please ignore them)

Now, there is good news and bad news before Jon.

The good news is that Quill successfully prevented "Avengers 4" from happening.

The bad news is that this guy died together with Thanos, and opened the multiverse before his death.

Jon doesn't know much about the multiverse.

The only thing he knows is that these universes are so chaotic that he can't even figure them out!

Looking at the dim six 'Infinity Stones', Jon was silent.

Just now, he defeated several senior agents who called themselves the "Time Administration".

However, Jon did not kill them.

Because he knew that the current situation was caused by himself.

anyway......

Peter Quill is a man who has the uncanny ability to mess up anything.

To be honest, is it so difficult to simply give yourself a punch?

Thousands of words combined into one sentence

——As expected of Lord ‘Star-Lord’, he can easily do things that ordinary people cannot do!

Lowering his head, Jon said to the bruised and bruised detectives: "Guys, how about we have a calm chat?"

"I have nothing to talk about with you. All those who destroy the sacred timeline will be judged!"

The black female agent behaved with great courage.

"Judgment? Who will judge me? You or your immediate boss?" Jon asked calmly.

The black female detective spoke word by word, "Of course it is the supreme 'court'."

"That's right." Jon said noncommittally.

Then, he did something that everyone expected

——Raise your hands above your head and squat down slowly.

He looked like he was at a loss.

Those agents who had been tortured so much were numb.

Just kidding?

Give us a good beating and then surrender.

In other words, this plan is in vain, right?

"What are you waiting for? Take me away quickly." Jon shook his arms.

Detectives, look at me and I look at you, don't dare to act rashly.

Finally, the black female agent who took the initiative to talk gritted her teeth, stood up, and handcuffed Jon with special handcuffs.

Jon looked at his 'new bracelet' with interest, nodded and said, "It's been a long time since I've worn handcuffs. When I put them on, I still felt nostalgic."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew he was an old criminal.

Hearing this, the black female agent's face turned a little darker.

...

...

Zero Time Zone Dimension, Time Variation Management Bureau.

"Name."

"Jon Joestar."

"Race."

"Called human."

"Humanity?"

"Uh...Earthlings."

"I want to remind you not to lie in front of me, so I'll ask you again about your race."

"The ultimate life form, the warrior of the Absolute clan!"

"..."

"I see that you are not going to cooperate with our work."

"I'm very cooperative. Whatever you ask, I answer."

"Look over there. That thing is a lie detector. Did you see the bright light flashing on it? Humph, you are not an ultimate life form at all, a warrior of the Absolut clan."

"Since I have been discovered by you, there is nothing I can do. As you can see, I am not the ultimate life form, nor am I a warrior of the Absolute clan. I am a guide for all living beings and a gate to all gates. Jon...

Joestar, too."

"..."

"Look, it's not bright, it's enough to prove that what I said is the truth."

"Okay Mr. Joestar, no matter who you are, it is an indisputable fact that you destroyed the sacred timeline guarded by the Time Administration. According to the rules, you will be tried by the "court" and then completely erased."

"I don't."

"..."

"I said, I don't."

"Jon Joestar, this is not of your own will..."

"I'm here to solve problems, not to be treated as problems."

The words are not speculative.

Jon stood up.

The detectives in the interrogation room suddenly became extremely nervous.

After scanning the surroundings, the corners of Jon's mouth raised slightly.

The next second.

A long, thin black shadow flew out from behind him.

In an instant, hundreds of transparent filaments trapped the agents into rice dumplings.

"Sorry, your laws don't work on me." Jon said calmly.

As he spoke, he untied the collar around his neck and tossed it away like trash.

"Call your manager here and tell him that I want to have a good talk with him."

When a prisoner becomes so arrogant, Jon can be regarded as the first to open the Time Management Bureau.

He doesn't run or make trouble.

Just sit so quietly.

Not long after, a man in a suit came to the interrogation room surrounded by detectives.

"Hello Mr. Joestar, I am the director of the Time Variation Administration. You can call me Mr. Alternate."

Mr. 'Alternate' looks very ordinary, like a middle-class social animal that can be seen everywhere.

Jon reached out his hand and said, "Hello."

Mr. 'Alternate' hesitated for a moment, but still held hands with that hand.

The atmosphere has relaxed somewhat.

The director of the Time Bureau took the opportunity and said: "I'm already here, can you let those innocent agents go?"

Jon naturally agreed to everything.

Feeling the thoughts of the main body, Xiao D took back the transparent filament, and the agents who were tied into rice dumplings suddenly felt like they had received amnesty.

Mr. 'Alternate' waved his hand, "Okay, now it's time for private conversation between Mr. Joestar and I. You don't have anything to do here."

"But Director..." The white detective responsible for interrogating Jon wanted to say something else.

But when he met the eyes of his top boss, he decisively swallowed the rest of his words.

The agents left the scene in an orderly manner.

Soon, only Jon and Mr. 'Alternate' were left in the interrogation room.

Jon took the initiative and said: "Before the conversation begins, I would like to understand what the 'Sacred Timeline' is."

Mr. 'Alternate' was slightly startled.
To be continued...