Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 830 The Origin of the Underground Pyramid

Soon.

Coulson, who had finished reporting to Washington Sanfei, came out of the barracks.

Mark returned to his senses.

Coulson said, "You can go, Chief Lewis."

Mark nodded and thought for a while and said, "Take the one named Alan too."

Coulson was taken aback and said, "Director Louis..."

Mark turned around and looked at Coulson with a slight smile: "If you are kind, you must be rewarded. This is my principle."

Coulson was silent for a while.

Subsequently.

Although he is 24 years old, Alan, who is not disabled as soon as he grows up like everyone else, is driving Coulson and Mark in the back seat of the snowmobile to the distant place fifty kilometers away. Wayland's base hurried away.

The speed of this snowmobile is faster than the combined speed of the three sleds.

Mark, who was sitting in the back seat, was squinting.

Coulson, who was next to Mark, was drinking the second can of Red Bull to refresh himself, summarizing the information transmitted from Washington Sanfei through satellite communication.

quite a while.

Coulson said: "Seven days ago, Charles Weiland of Weiland Mining suddenly recruited a group of scientists and explorers from all over the world to form a professional team and was sent here by Charles Weiland's private plane."

Mark smiled and said, "What's the reason?"

Coulson said: "We are contacting the agents of the London branch to conduct investigations, and it should not be that fast."

Mark raised his eyebrows and said, "You said Weiland recruited an explorer before?"

"Correct."

"what is it call?"

"...Lex Wood, Director Lewis knows?"

Mark opened his eyes and glanced at Coulson who seemed to be about to say something, he laughed and said, "If you want to say something, at least take a look at the complexion of this Lex Wood."

Coulson lowered his head and called out Lex Wood's profile, then smiled reluctantly.

Ok.

Lex Wood was dark in complexion.

Mark stretched his waist in the backseat after seeing the name match and said: "The left and right are just Weiland Mining using mining satellites to discover a strange building under the ice, and then there is an unreliable expert Tell Wayland that the building under the ice is a remnant of the Aztec culture, and then another expert says it's Cambodian, and then another expert says it's Egyptian pyramids, and then, these People came to a conclusion that the building below might be the first pyramid ever built, so this Mr. Weiland became interested.”

Coulson was a little confused by Mark's words.

Cambodian civilization.

Egyptian civilization.

Coulson still knows these two civilizations.

But the Aztec civilization?
Mark glanced at Coulson and smiled and said, "You don't know that the Aztec civilization is normal, and the group that pays the most attention to this civilization is the group of adventurers."

Aztec civilization.

A beheaded civilization.

This is an existence regarded as a treasure by countless adventurers, and because of this, the Aztec civilization was destroyed...

only.

Coulson returned to his senses and asked curiously: "Then what is this underground building?"

"A proving ground."

"……what?"

"Yes, you heard that right." Mark smiled and said, "Do you know the coming-of-age ceremony that some tribes living in the rainforest still follow?"

Coulson nodded.

When a child of these tribes becomes an adult, a coming-of-age ceremony must be performed. The requirements for the coming-of-age ceremony are also very simple. It is enough to hunt and kill an animal stipulated by the tribe independently in the rainforest, so as to prove that you can hunt independently for the tribe. made its due contribution.

Coulson's expression changed as he thought about it.

Mark smiled and said: "Yes, just as you think, the building under the ice is a place where a certain race uses it for their tribal children's coming-of-age ceremony."

Coulson was numb: "Is that the iron-blooded race you mentioned earlier? Aliens?"

Mark nods.

Coulson no longer knew what to say.

Mark shrugged and said: "But this place has been abandoned, and the iron-blooded race has also abandoned it."

"...Why?" Coulson asked a little puzzled.

Mark smiled mysteriously: "That's because I'm here."

Colson: "..."

Soon.

In the distance, Weiland's temporary camp has appeared.

Coulson said: "The camp here in Wayland was originally a rest stop for the island nation to hunt whales, but it was abandoned after it was discovered."

Mark said lightly: "The women in the island country are still good."

Coulson glanced at Mark and decided he was not going to speak.

How do you chat if you are not in the same channel?

Am I talking about island women?

Coulson thought angrily.

But Coulson stopped talking, and Mark was happy to relax. After all, Mark is not a chatterbox. The reason why Coulson talked so much may be because he was more energetic after drinking too much Red Bull.

soon.

The arrival of the snowmobile on which Mark and others were riding has aroused the vigilance of the Weiland mining staff.

The snowmobile stopped.

Mark, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at Weiland Security, who was guarding the perimeter with a gun, and smiled.

The two dark-skinned security guards nodded at each other and then walked towards the snowmobile.

Mark looked at Coulson next to him and said lightly, "Are you coming or am I?"

"Veland's registered office is in New York." Coulson answered irrelevantly.

Mark smiled and shook his head and pushed open the car door.

"Who are you?" Two dark-skinned security guards looked at the three people who got out of the car and asked quite vigilantly.

Mark flipped out his right hand and directly took out his ID card and said indifferently: "FBI."

The two dark-skinned security guards were taken aback.

In theory, the FBI does not have overseas law enforcement powers, but in some theory, the FBI has law enforcement and investigation powers for all federal citizens or federal companies.

As for how to understand it varies from person to person.

But the most important understanding is this, but when you have little value to the FBI, the first theory takes effect, but when your value is worth to the FBI, the second theory overrides the first .

Ok.

That's it.

Mark looked at the two dark-skinned security guards who were peeking at each other and said lightly: "What? Need to confirm?"

The two native security guards hesitated to speak.

Mark laughed.

After ten minutes.

A security guard who went back and forth respectfully returned the amethyst ID in his hand and said, "Director Louis, Mr. Weiland is waiting for you in the office."

Mark smiled and said to Coulson who was next to him: "Phil, look, let me just say that although Weiland Mining is headquartered in London, it still abides by the law."

Colson: "..."

(End of this chapter)