People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

The Internet is full of live broadcasts and recordings, as well as many clips.

The first half of the video was shot by Suzaku hand-held, with a steady hand, and the lens gives a movie-like texture, which seems to be a photography experience or hobby.

After Suzaku battled the Dust Angel, filming was taken over by Wade.

The camera is very panicked and switches randomly. Sometimes Wade's big face is shown on the camera.It can be seen that Wade is in a bad mental state. He often speaks inconsistently and even lacks logic.

But there are a lot of saucy words——

"Your left leg is for Thanksgiving and your right leg is for Christmas. Can I come in and visit you in the middle of the holidays?"

"The world is so bad, the only place for people is in your heart."

——Have it at your fingertips.

The audience also... quite liked it.

But Coulson was in pain.

last moment.

Seeing that Sand Angel's fist seemed to be about to hit Suzaku's face, Coulson was so nervous that he pulled up his fist.

next moment.

The camera turned to the scene of Xu Xi fighting Ajax.

Colson: "..."

Xu Xi is surrounded by dangers and seems to be in danger.

The scene turned again, and Wade's unshaven face appeared on the screen.

"Oh, my friend seems to be in danger. Oh, my friend's assistant seems to be in danger too. Both of them are in danger. Who should I help? I'm in a dilemma. I decided... not to help anyone, because no one can help. Go on. My condition is a bit bad now. I feel like I have had diarrhea for three days in a row. I am as soft as a shrimp with soft feet." Wade talked to the camera.

Coulson: "Is this guy crazy?!"

It seems to be true.

What can I do, of course, forgive him.Otherwise, would you be crazy to be serious with a madman?

Then the screen turns again.

"The workshop has a large-caliber artillery?" Coulson guessed in horror as the Dust Angel flew backwards.

Then I felt that this idea was ridiculous.

There is nothing impossible about a magician... For some reason Coulson remembered what Suzaku said in the previous incident.

"No matter what, everything will eventually unravel the mystery."

The car was parked outside the "workshop".

The people responsible for holding the cordon were two uniformed patrol officers, one old and one young.

"FBI."

Colson took out his ID and shook it.Show some people, Coulson knows him.

But after the patrol officer took a look at the ID, he immediately became vigilant and put his hand on the holster of his gun.

Natasha reminded: "What you are holding is an ATF certificate."

There are many law enforcement departments in the United States. The FBI and ATF are both affiliated with the Department of Justice. They have different functions and carry out independent law enforcement without any superior-subordinate relationship.

ATF is the agency responsible for alcohol, firearms and tobacco.

"Fuck!" Colson glanced at the ID, and he really took it by mistake, "I'm tired and confused. Nick is a real dog. He caught a sheep and plucked it hard."

Glancing at the young patrolman, Coulson said: "Rookie, I'm going to take my ID from my pocket next, don't be nervous, okay?"

As he spoke, he slowly took out an ID card from his coat pocket.

"That's right."

Coulson wiped away the nonexistent sweat.

First insulting my profession, and then insulting my IQ... The rookie patrol officer suddenly couldn't control his anger.

The old patrolman grabbed the young patrolman and said, "Calm down, rookie."

"But!"

"To shut up!"

The old patrolman pulled open the cordon with an expressionless face and signaled that the two of them could go in.

After taking two steps, Colson stopped, turned around and said, "Sorry, my fault. Please understand a middle-aged man who is so tired that he is about to vomit blood."

Coulson and Natasha walked away, and the rookie patrolman lost most of his anger and muttered: "There is definitely something wrong with that person."

The old patrolman squinted: "I'm blind, can't you see?"

"Then why..."

"If you don't want to be like me and still be a low-level patrol officer at your age, be smart. Regardless of whether the ID is true or false, we can't afford to offend such a person. Besides, there are a lot of senior agents inside, so it's your turn as a rookie?"

Seeing the rookie nodding his head with anger in his eyes, the old patrolman sighed, looking young and energetic.Ha~ It’s the same as before.

"Grant."

"Sir."

Grant Ward, Coulson's favorite young agent, has first-class field capabilities, and his communication and teamwork skills need to be improved.

"Is there any progress?" Coulson asked.

"It's very messy, but a lot of body tissue was collected, as well as fingerprints and palm prints."

"Good job."

"Thank you, sir." Grant was not proud. The reason for the remarkable results was mainly because the other party did not deal with the aftermath.

Otherwise, setting a fire will make it difficult for on-site investigators.

"Isn't it too late?"

Colson rejected the idea. How long would it take to spread some flame retardant and light a lighter?

"Ah~"

Coulson sighed. The “workshop” is obviously just the tip of the iceberg.But strangely, everyone seems to be more interested in the few people who destroyed the "workshop", but are selectively blind to the forces behind the "workshop".

Coulson walked to two solid steel columns, squatted down and looked at them, and then walked to a pile of messy things.

"Based on the video, the analysis department inferred that the magician has shown two abilities so far: camouflage and elastic substances invisible to the naked eye."

"A very troublesome ability."

"and……"

Colson's face was solemn, "Without the opponent's awareness, he used the messy parts on site to build pulleys and levers, combined with his own abilities to form a compound bow, and finally borrowed the opponent's strength to draw the bowstring."

"The understanding of the body and abilities, actual combat applications, on-the-spot reactions, combat wisdom, and psychological quality... are simply unbelievable. Compared to abilities, these things are even more terrifying."

"What do you think?"

Finally, Coulson turned to Natasha and asked.

"That's right." Natasha nodded.

Coulson said: "So, if you want to use force against the magician, I suggest that at least three elite ten-man field teams and two logistics teams formulate detailed combat plans, and be prepared to fail. After all, we You know that the magician has two abilities, but are these two abilities all he has?"

Natasha curled her lips and said: "After saying so much, isn't it just that I don't want to use force? What's the use of saying this to me? Just talk to Nick."

"Men always listen to what beautiful women say." Colson flattered her without leaving any trace.

"whispering sound."

Natasha expressed disdain and raised the corners of her mouth slightly - her body was quite honest.

Who doesn’t like nice words?

The information support team sent an email with further information.

"Wade Wilson, the top special warrior, retired... What are Junfang thinking, letting outstanding talents drain away." Colson couldn't help but cue Junfang.

S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Bacteria team work together on the surface, and if given the chance, they don't mind stumbling upon each other.

According to hospital case records, Wade's lung cancer is in the advanced stage with cancer cell metastasis, and his life expectancy is 3 to 6 months.This case was written a year ago. Either the hospital's diagnosis was unreliable, or Wade's cancer cells were under control.

Then perform topology based on Wade's human-machine relationship.

Relatives, former comrades, classmates, partners, friends, girlfriends... there are hundreds of files.

One file is specially pinned to the top.

"Finch Zhu..." Coulson took a cursory look at Suzaku's file.

It doesn't feel right.

Look again.

This is a carefully forged file. The original owner died or disappeared for a long time. After the identity was stolen, there was a dedicated person to maintain it.

Social security numbers, driver’s licenses – really.

Credit card records, tax records - complete.

Social activities – active.

You can even find photos of the person who stole it from your alma mater's website - the work of a hacker.

Ordinary law enforcers really can't see the flaws.

Natasha compared Suzaku using Hisoka's skin with the original voice, "The two are a bit similar."

"how is this possible……"

Coulson subconsciously denied it.

Hisoka, the main character, has an enchanting temperament, which is far different from Suzaku.Most people don't think they look alike.

"...It's really similar." Colsondo compared them carefully.

Instead, analysts report.

"Gait recognition shows that it is the same person. Face recognition and skull recognition have reached the opposite conclusion. Considering the magician's ability to disguise, the possibility of the same person reaches 80.28%." Colson couldn't help complaining: "88 Forget it %, what’s going on with 0.28%, does it look professional?”

Natasha: "According to the latest credit card records, Wade's girlfriend Vanessa Kalisel purchased 10 boxes of condoms at a convenience store. The traffic camera captured some scenes, except for those with Vanessa. Wade, and Finch, and an unidentified Asian."

Colson said: "There is a hotel near the convenience store. It is membership-only and only accepts cash. It is designed to serve people walking in the black and gray areas."

"Whoo~"

Colson exhaled and said, "We have almost understood the situation at the scene. Leave professional matters to the professionals. Shall we go?"

Natasha: "Where?"

"Hotel." Colson said: "Take a good bath, have a good sleep, and then... meet the so-called magician in your best condition."

Natasha cheered for Colson: "Work hard! Fight!"

No sincerity...

"Ha~"

After sitting up and stretching, Suzaku blinked for ten seconds and said, "So it's not a dream, but Hisoka's memory."

In his memory, Hisoka grew up in a silver circus.The nature of the Silver Circus is similar to that of the Phantom Troupe. It travels around the world in the name of the circus. When there is a murder commission, it is a killer group, and when there is no commission, it is a bandit group.

The latest target of the Silver Circus is the prosperous and peaceful countryside, burning, killing and looting as usual.

"Xiao Hisoka, what are you doing?"

"Animal Tamer" and "Trapeze" stared at Little Hisoka unkindly.

Little Hisoka tilted his head and pointed at the fruit tree, "Apple tree..."

"don't know."

The animal trainer smiled fondly and said, "However, since it is Hisoka's request, let this family go."

As he spoke, the animal trainer straightened his whip and stabbed Little Hisoka's throat like a spear.

brush!

Xiao Hissuo dwarfed his body, walked around the whip, and passed by the animal trainer.

The playing cards in my hand are bleeding.

"Boom!"

Hisoka blew the gum bubble.

The trainer fell.

The trapeze artist froze, retreated slowly, and finally left.

Little Hisoka walked up to the frightened uncle in work clothes, tilted his head and said, "Just treat it as advance payment for Apple."

As a child who grew up in a killer organization, it’s no wonder that his views are different from ordinary people’s.

Looking at the time, it's actually nine o'clock.

Get up and take a shower.

Hotel cafeteria.

Wade and Vanessa feed each other and show affection without any boundaries.

Suzaku poured a large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, two waffles, one with maple syrup, one with strawberry jam, two hard-boiled eggs, a few slices of fried bacon, and finally a bowl of vegetable salad.

Dial the landline in Xu Xi's room.

"Old Xu?"

"Ah."

"What's for breakfast? I'll ask the waiter to bring it over."

"Soy milk fritters?"

"no problem."

There are ghosts only if there is no problem... Suzaku took the milk, bread, and eggs, tipped the waiter 20 US dollars, and asked him to deliver them to Xu Xi's room.

"Finch, today Wade and I are going to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination." Vanessa was worried about Wade's health and cancer.

Worried about his health, he even wiped out the condoms on the convenience store shelves... Why did Suzaku feel so unreliable?

As for the cancer, all Suzaku can say is: "God bless."

Vanessa said: "Thank you Finch, I really can't thank you enough. Any words are pale. If anything happens in the future, Wade will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Wade complained softly: "Why are you thanking Zhu Zhu? I am the one who is going through fire and water."

Vanessa: "Shut up!"

Wade made a zipper motion around his mouth.

Suzaku said: "Thank you for my words, don't let Wade bother me, and..."

There were some words that Suzaku didn't know whether to say.

Vanessa: "???"

Suzaku; "...I know a few good psychiatrists..."

This is beyond the scope of hinting, it is clearly stated.

Fortunately, Americans are more open-minded about mental illness and do not hide their illnesses and avoid medical treatment.

After thinking about it for so long last night, Vanessa could certainly tell that something was wrong with Wade.

To be honest, after a whole year of inhuman torture, being mentally abnormal is normal, but being mentally normal is not normal - well, it's like a tongue twister.

Wade and Vanessa made appointments with several doctors, hurried to the clinic, finished eating and left.

It is foreseeable that this pair of star-crossed couples will be constantly shuttling between clinics and hospitals in the next few days.

Forgot to ask if the money was enough.

When he was a mercenary, Wade often did things for people for free, and he was also a character who couldn't save money.

When Vanessa was down and out, she made money by selling her body.Now I work as a waiter in a restaurant and my income is not high.

so.

Money is still very important.If you can’t spend all the money yourself, you can ask your relatives and friends for help~

"Excuse me, can you sit here?"

Gentle voice.

Coulson smiled in a friendly manner.

Suzaku looked up, his eyes falling on Coulson's... hairline.

Colson: "..."

Almost broke the defense.

Suzaku turned around and looked around, "There are still a lot of empty seats."

Coulson smiled, "The other tables don't have you."

Suzaku: "Sorry, although I don't discriminate, I don't like shit stirrups, nor do I want to be a shit stirrer."

"what?"

Coulson didn't react for a moment.

From the headphones connected to the public channel, laughter came one after another, and Natasha laughed the loudest.

"Forehead……"

Coulson reacted with black lines on his head.

As for work, be serious.

Before coming, Coulson prepared several tricks, but Suzaku couldn't help him.

As a time traveler, how could he not know about SHIELD and Coulson.

It's funny.

"Hello, I am Phil Coulson, senior agent of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency."

Realizing that he could not be led astray, Coulson got straight to the point.

Suzaku blinked and said nothing.

Colson's heart skipped a beat. The atmosphere was not right. What went wrong?

Suzaku: "You said you were a senior agent, but I also said I'm a conceited man. You were talking nonsense, but where is my ID!"