A Certain Marvel Super Player

CIA?

I don't know why, suddenly, Nick Fury had a bold and not very mature idea.

No one can disappear out of thin air, and similarly, no one can appear out of thin air, leaving no trace of tracking.

but…

What if the Peerless Assassin was an agent of the CIA, or in other words, the Peerless Assassin was once an agent of the CIA?

If this is the case, then it can explain many problems.

For example, why for two years, no trace of the unparalleled assassin has been found.

For example, why, knowing that Agent No. 83 entered the Xingchen Building, but still unable to find it.

Others may not have this ability.

But the CIA has this ability.

Because CIA agents learn how to hide, **** people, and how to destroy corpses without leaving a trace.

"Connect Langley!"

After Nick Fury thought of this, he directly said to Phil Coulson next to him: "Let Langley provide it, two years ago... No, in the past ten years, he has resigned from Langley, defected, and even List of dead agents."

Coulson was stunned for a moment: "Boss, this..."

He felt that Nick Fury completely ignored it.

Langley…

Will you give them the information about their agents?

Stop being funny.

Because of their overseas business dealings, their SHIELD has had conflicts with Langley not once or twice. Langley could not wait to replace them and expect them to provide information?

Nick Fury actually came back to his senses after saying this.

but.

Agent No. 83 is one of the only two agents he thinks can become the pillar of Aegis. There is no news right now, can he not be in a hurry?

Morgan Vassey, but he's grown up.

Nick Fury frowned: "Contact Director Pierce and ask him to help."

S.H.I.E.L.D. went directly to Langley for information, but only hit a snag.

At this time, he can only move out his old leader. Before Alexander Pierce was Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had a very good relationship with Langley.

at this time.

At this moment, Walter O'Brien, who has one of the top intelligences in human history and one of the top hackers, has successfully repaired the damaged surveillance video and pointed to the big screen: "It's done."

The snowflakes projected on the big screen quickly disappeared.

Next.

The surveillance screen in the stairwell began to appear. Although it was not very clear, at least it could be vaguely recognized that the person walking into the screen holding the phone was Locke.

Locke in the picture moved his lips lightly.

Nick Fury's eyes lit up: "The lip-reader, get the lip-reader, I want to know what he said."

This is the evidence.

Nick Fury has an intuition, and this is direct evidence that links Locke to the Peerless Assassin.

soon.

The lip-reading experts rushed to the scene and began to decipher Locke's lips attentively in the picture.

but…

Although the monitoring has been repaired and the picture can be seen, there is still distortion.

The deciphering work of lip language experts cannot be said to be difficult, at least it can be said to be quite difficult.

"...what...no way?"

"Okay... Then be careful."

"...You know where the keys to my house are, and you also know the medicine chest."

"...Okay, I...don't go back...today."

"…"

After half an hour.

Nick Fury looked at the words deciphered by the lip-reader, with a hint of excitement on his face.

Here comes the evidence.

"Where is the target now?"

"School."

An agent who was still in charge of monitoring Locke from a distance said: "Today there is a dance at Midtown High School, and the target went to school an hour ago."

"very good."

Nick Fury took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Catch someone."

MMP.

This time I'll see where you're going.

no doubt.

Under Nick Fury's preconceived substitution, and his concern for Morgan Vasina as a father and daughter, although the name of the unparalleled assassin was not mentioned throughout the call, the call was the unparalleled one. The assassin called.

This is the evidence.

but…

Coulson is more rational, because in his eyes, Morgan Vassey is only Agent No. 83: "Boss, the New York Police Department..."

Nick Fury said solemnly: "The Wushuang Assassins have committed crimes in Texas and New York. They belong to cross-border crimes. In the name of arresting the Wushuang Assassins, it is reasonable to let this Locke assist us, arrest people."

The last time they arrested Locke, the reason was the disappearance case, but the disappearance case is not a federal case, at least not when the local police station has not handed over the case.

But this time, in the name of catching the unparalleled assassin?

Even if the NYPD wanted to intervene, it couldn't find any chance to intervene.

But just based on the content of this lip language deciphering, our evidence does not stand at all.

Coulson wanted to tell Nick Fury about this, but looking at Nick Fury's face, he opened his mouth, and finally chose to shut up and nodded, "I understand."

If you say it, you probably won't listen, Coulson thinks, it's better not to say it.

soon.

Three black sports cars bear the name of the FBI from the SHIELD command center, UU read www. uukanshu.com quickly roared towards the location of Midtown High School.

at the same time.

The atmosphere of the high school dance was also very lively.

on the dance floor.

Gwen flickered her eyes and looked at Locke, who was holding her waist with one hand, as if he had discovered a treasure: "I thought you were joking when you said that you can dance."

Locke shrugged, "I'm a cowboy."

"So?"

"Cowboys can dance, isn't it common sense?"

"…Yes?"

"Of course."

Locke smiled. What skills are needed, just open the plug-in and spend 1,000 potential points to click. He has no plans to dance tango, and a dance (beginner) is completely enough.

Moreover.

It was not impossible to dance the tango nine years ago.

With a little skill, he can jump completely.

But tango is not something that one person can dance, and neither can Gwen. What is he doing with the unjust money? He needs to be high-profile when he does things, and he needs to be low-key as a person.

Locke said that he was a warm man.

A dance is over.

The classmates on the dance floor began to leave one after another.

Locke and Gwen also left the dance floor, leaving the dance floor to others in need.

"Locke."

"Ok?"

With a bright smile on her face, Gwen looked at Locke: "Tonight, I'm very happy."

"Me too."

Locke said so, looking at Gwen's thin lips that were close to the footage, his mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but want to kiss.

Gwen also closed his eyes slightly.

but…

Here comes the troublemaker.

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