The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"Hi! You're Jessica Drew, right?"

On the way to the lounge, a bald man in a light blue suit caught up with me: "My name is Tom, Tom Davis, I'm a model scout. You have a great figure and image on stage. Are you interested in getting involved in the modeling industry? Sorry, I know you sing, and I like your songs, too. What I mean is that our company is exploring cross-industry cooperation, and singers like you are very suitable..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Davis, I don't have any thoughts on this at the moment." Jessica took the business card handed over by scout Tom and said, "If I change my mind, I'll let my agent contact you."

"...Okay, please consider it. You are really outstanding!"

There were people staring at him all around, so Tom didn't want to continue pestering them. He just said thank you and stopped.

Walking into the lounge, Jessica was still thinking about her agent Frey. Could this unlucky guy really have been kidnapped by Baron Otto's men? If that was the case, then in the mess just now, it was fortunate that she decisively protected Lucia, otherwise it would be the energetic girl who was kidnapped.

Call and ask first.

Jessica reached for her phone in her bag, but saw a phone on the table in front of her chair.

Ringing.

"Huh? Is this your phone?"

Lucia rubbed her neck. The energetic girl had no idea of ​​the danger she had just faced. Now her mood has almost recovered: "Cool, I also want to buy a phone like this, but it's too expensive."

"......Um."

Ms. Drew didn't say much, picked up the phone and went to the corner: "Who are you?"

"You gave a great show, Jessica."

A male voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding a little weak, but with a tone of false tenderness. Anyway, Jessica got goose bumps when she heard it. She deliberately kept silent for a while, and pretended to be a little panicked: "Did you put the phone on my desk? How did you get into my lounge? Who are you? You are harassing me, do you know that?"

"Oh...dear Jessica, what you said really hurts me." The man replied: "I thought you would at least miss the days we spent together before. It seems that you are very satisfied with your new life now, right?"

"Sir, I don't understand what you're talking about. Hey, listen, I'm going to hand this phone over to the police, understand? You're harassing me!" Jessica controlled her vocal cords, making her voice tremble noticeably, and it sounded like she was on the verge of losing control of her emotions: "I'm going to hang up!"

After saying that, she really hung up the phone.

After a while, a text message alert appeared on the screen.

[I have a lost gentleman here who seems to know you. His name is Friedson Collins and he claims to be your agent. You know him, right? I have to say he is not doing very well.]

......Did this unlucky guy really get caught?

Jessica didn't reply, she was thinking about Baron Otto's attitude.

The other party was more anxious than he thought.

Rushing to regain control of Spider-Woman.

But what is the purpose?

Is there something that urgently requires these extraordinary powers?

Or is it that after Spider-Woman's death, Otto's base in southern Europe has also been strongly challenged? If this is true, it is consistent with Mrs. Viper's impression of her colleagues. Hydra is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to its own people. Don't show any flaws, otherwise the first person to backstab you is likely to be your ally.

In this situation, Otto is probably already gambling. Jessica believes that the other party's first target of kidnapping today should be drummer Lucia, not agent Frey. If she hadn't reacted quickly, perhaps during the shoving and squeezing just now, the energetic girl would have been kidnapped.

As a result, it was Frey who was tied up now.

Somehow, Jessica even felt a little gloating.

But what happened to Frey was ultimately her fault, and she had to save him. After all, Mr. Collins had been working diligently as her agent, and even stopped trying to retain her former clients. Jessica sat back in front of the makeup mirror, glanced at the band members who were packing up, turned around and rehearsed her lines in front of the mirror for two minutes, and then called Baron Otto back.

"What do you want?" Jessica asked before the other party could speak.

"Very good, girl, I knew you would."

Baron Otto laughed twice. "In the first drawer under your dressing table, there is a poster with the detailed address printed on it. Be there on time at 11 o'clock in the evening. I believe this is not difficult for you. My dear Jessica, remember not to notify anyone."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Jessica took the poster from the drawer and started packing up.

"Jesse! Wait a minute, we..." Lucia came over, but was interrupted by Jessica before she finished her words: "I'm sorry, Lucia, I have something urgent to deal with here. Can you please carry my guitar back to the apartment? Can I put it in your room first?"

Jessica said goodbye to her teammates and walked out of the lounge with her bag. She had already familiarized herself with the surrounding terrain during the rehearsal. While paying attention to the spider sense, she found the corner where she had picked out the sundries. Half a minute later, Watson, who had changed into new clothes, came out.

Although they said they couldn't contact other people, with the current level of technology and the away game environment, Otto couldn't possibly monitor all the calls in London. And Nisha had already made an action plan for this situation. Watson was extremely fortunate that he and Michelle had agreed to bring this woman into the group.

Using the teleportation ring to go to the London Temple, Watson quickly stepped out of the door, stood on a special phone on the street in Westminster, and sent a message to Michelle and Nisha. After doing all this, he changed back to Jessica Drew, put on the Spider suit and went straight to the target point.

10:47pm, Paddington, Paddington Underground Station.

Spider-Woman slowly descended with her body carried by the levitating cloak, overlooking the oldest subway station in London below. She sighed that Otto was really cautious. He sent his younger brother to stay in a hotel, but he himself was willing to stay in this kind of subway.

If you ask how many abandoned areas there are in the entire London Underground, I'm afraid no one can count them.

If we really want to carry out this work, we will probably have to get to know some of the big guys' secrets.

After landing, the levitating cloak turned into an armband again and wrapped around its owner's right arm. Jessica crawled in from the ceiling, clinging to the steel beams, and quietly crawled towards the employee passage.

The peak operating hours had already passed at this point, and there were only a few people walking around in the spacious subway station. The entrance to the passage designated by Baron Otto was very remote, so it could be said that even if Jessica stepped on the floor, no one would pay attention to this place.

She quickly noticed a figure at the entrance.

It was the big Eastern European guy who broke into his apartment.

"Hey! I see you! Come down!"

Knowing Jessica's habit, the man would stare at the ceiling from time to time, and he saw Spider-Woman's trace at a glance. After shouting this, he picked up the intercom, probably to inform Baron Otto inside. Not long after, the door was opened from the inside, and the man turned to Jessica: "Wait, put your things down."

"Do you see anything on me?"

Jessica spread her hands, she didn't even bring a backpack.

"No, I want to search you." The man had no intention of letting her go. He stretched out his hand to touch her. Jessica hit him on the forehead with a headbutt. The big Eastern European man fell backwards without saying a word.

"You want a body search too?" Ms. Drew pointed at the thug who opened the door, who shook his head and moved aside to make way. Jessica picked up the man who was about to faint and walked in. The thug wanted to stop her, but immediately stopped and turned on the intercom to report to the inside.

There is a dark passage in front of me.

Just right.

"Wake up."

Ms. Drew lifted the man in front of her with one hand and punched him, breaking half of his jaw.

“Ughh ...

The man was awakened by the pain, but before he could react, Jessica pushed him against the wall and slammed his knees into his crotch. He just breathed into his lungs when the spasm caused by the severe pain squeezed him out, mixed with blood from his mouth and nose and hit Spider-Woman.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

After five consecutive collisions, Jessica pulled the man back and continued to carry him forward. With the strength of the black light body, it was naturally very easy to carry a person with one hand, so Ms. Drew swung her free right hand and used the body in her hand as a sandbag, punching the other person every two steps forward.

In the dim passage, there was a rhythmic sound of fists colliding.

When they got close to the door at the end, the Eastern European man held by Spider-Woman was only breathing his last breath, and bloody marks spread from Drew's heels all the way to the darkness. If someone could get closer, they would find that under Jessica's mask, there were really two scarlet eyes.

The stinging pain from her spider senses became more and more acute. There was undoubtedly a trap ahead. She took out the object hidden in her stomach, used the man's body as a cover, and sped up to cross the door frame.

There was only a clang.

The door closed behind her, and Jessica clearly heard the sound of gears turning. The next moment, several spotlights shone in, just like a stage performance.

"You are angry."

Hearing someone talking, Jessica immediately adjusted her eyes, but failed to capture any changes in the surrounding environment. She took a few steps forward, her palm touched the cold metal, and then realized that she was probably in a cage compartment made of heavy metal plates or even armor plates.

That’s right, how could Otto dare to meet me in person without taking such precautions?

It is estimated that these metal plates...or should be called metal walls, the material and thickness are designed according to the strength parameters of the original Jessica Drew, enough to withstand her full-strength attack.

No wonder Otto has not shown up.

It turns out that part of the reason was that we were busy with construction.

"I'm amazed at how different you are, Jessica."

The voice continued, "I have thought about what it would be like when you regained your memory many times. I have to admit that I did not expect your actions just now... You are really angry, aren't you? And you are not like what the newspapers say. I really didn't expect your desire to kill to be so strong, so... It surprised me..."

Where did he see me?

This metal compartment should have a lot of holes...

Jessica put the man down and smashed the surrounding spotlights with a few punches, but beams of light still shone through the holes - she finally saw the situation inside the compartment clearly. It was indeed some kind of metal plate, and there were holes in several directions, but the diameter was just enough to insert an arm.

“There’s really no need to break them, Jessica, are you really not going to say a word to me?”

Ms. Drew did not respond. She lifted the body of the man at her feet, and two smoke bombs with pull rings removed were immediately triggered. Thick white and red smoke gradually filled the compartment in less than 10 seconds. Jessica squatted down immediately, pierced the man's body with her tentacles, and completely devoured him.

There was no movement outside. Perhaps Otto did not expect what kind of equipment Jessica brought. At this moment, he was thinking about how to respond to continue to maintain his style.

…Otto Wilmitz is indeed here.

After capturing this information from the memory fragment, Jessica no longer wasted time. Her right hand turned into a long black blade after a long time. Otto had never expected that he could devour memories. Now the general situation of the entire metal compartment was in Jessica's mind.

After two run-ups, the long blade pierced straight into the hole in front.