Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 831 Multiple Friends, Multiple Paths
Inside the temporary office.

Even though the temperature outside is minus [-] degrees, the temperature in this temporary office can make people feel the warmth of spring.

Charles Weiland was in the office.

After Mark, Coulson, and Allen walked in, Charles Weiland, who was over [-] years old, put a smile on his face and walked towards Mark, stretched out his right hand and said, "Long time no see, Director Louis."

Mark shook hands and said with a smile: "It's a good thing not to see me, Mr. Weiland probably wished he couldn't see me."

Done.

Mark and Charles Weiland laughed.

Soon.

Weiland invited Mark and others to sit down.

Drink poured on.

The music is on.

Mark glanced at the temporary office, which was far beyond ordinary people, and smiled, "Mr. Weiland seems to be paying attention to the quality of life."

Weiland smiled: "Isn't making money just for enjoying?"

Mark heard that and smiled.

Very honest.

For a while.

After Mark and Weiland clinked glasses, Mr. Weiland said with a smile: "How did Chief Louis come to this kind of place to find me?"

Mark laughed and said, "Mr. Weiland can come here for vacation, why can't I."

Weiland was taken aback when he saw Mark asking, "Director Louis is on vacation?"

Mark nods.

Look.

That's why Mark likes to hang out with smart people, people who need only half the talk.

What about dealing with those idiots?
Not to mention.

If this mentions Mark, he feels as if he is about to be charged with some kind of discrimination.

After half an hour.

After one point was clear, Charles Weiland led the three of Mark to the side where the ranging tool was placed outside.

a big hole.

A large hole as deep as a cylinder is in the ice layer.

"How deep should it be?" Agent Alan Carter who was brought over asked involuntarily, staring at the invisible hole.

Weiland pointed at the screen and said without looking back: "Go all the way to the pyramid, look."

Mark and Coulson fixed their eyes on the screen.

Weiland clicked again to release today's picture and yesterday's picture respectively. The two pictures are basically the same.

But there is a difference.

Weiland pointed to the cylindrical passage that appeared in today's picture and said: "This passage leading directly to the pyramid at a [-]-degree angle did not exist yesterday."

Coulson couldn't help but glanced at Mark.

Mark shrugged.

What's the use of seeing him?He is not an alien, who knows if the alien can make holes, and the aliens also have different types of work, not every alien can make holes, okay?

"Didn't you hear any movement yesterday?" Mark asked curiously.

Weiland did not speak.

After a while.

Weiland led Mark and others into the abandoned camp that was originally used for hunting whales, and nodded towards the two security guards guarding a door.

After entering.

Mark and the others saw two corpses that had been frozen into popsicles on the floor.

Weiland, who was next to him, said, "These two are the soldiers who were in charge of guarding last night."

"How did you die?" Mark asked Agent Allen who approached the two corpses to check.

Agent Allen tore off the clothes of the two corpses and said to Mark: "It should be some kind of sharp weapon pierced through the chest from behind, and these two people didn't even have a chance to call."

talking.

Allen couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at the two corpses.

Mark looked at Weiland and said, "When did you find out?"

"I found it when the two soldiers at the gate were changing shifts this morning." Weiland said: "That hole appeared this morning."

Mark nodded.

Ok.

This hole is probably dug out by the alien.

only……

You are an alien, not an alien with obsessive-compulsive disorder. By the way, you dug a hole and became a cylindrical alien queen, you know?
Mark was speechless for a while.

at this time.

The deputy brought by Weiland ran over and said, "Mr. Weiland, Ms. Wood and the others are ready."

After waving his hand towards the deputy, Weiland looked at Mark and Coulson and said, "Sorry, what's the problem, wait for me to come up and talk about it?"

Coulson looked at Weiland: "Mr. Weiland also plans to go down?"

"Of course." Weiland said: "This may be the first pyramid in history. I am an entrepreneur, but my dream when I was young was to be an adventurer."

Speaking of which, Mr. Weiland planned to leave.

But Mark said, "Most of the people who die are adventurers."

Weiland stopped and looked at Mark who said this and smiled, "What does Director Louis want to say?"

Mark shrugged and said, "Mr. Weiland is not curious that the murderer who killed these two might be down there?"

"We detected it with heat-sensing equipment," Weiland said.

Mark smiled.

His principle of doing things is very simple. So far, Mark has a good feeling for Weiland, so Mark intends to rescue Weiland.

this year.

The reason why Mark is so successful is not because he has many friends. If he doesn't have enough friends, Mark can still spend three days fishing and two days posting nets in the seat of the FBI in New York State?
Multiple friends have multiple roads.

This is the truth.

Mark looked at Weiland with a faint smile and said, "Mr. Weiland mainly wants to know what's in the underground building, right?"

Weiland frowned: "Director Louis knows."

"of course."

"..."

After a while of silence, Mr. Weiland said to the deputy who hadn't gone far: "Notify Ms. Wood, wait for my news."

The deputy nodded and then ran towards the position of the adventurer, Ms. Wood, with a big padded jacket against the wind and snow.

After half an hour.

After Mark finished speaking, Mr. Weiland said incredulously: "Director Louis said that this is a testing ground for aliens to conduct adult trials?"

Mark sipped the red wine in his glass and nodded.

Weiland wanted to laugh, but seeing the expression on Mark's face, he couldn't.

Coulson next to him said to Weiland: "Mr. Weiland, our camp was attacked by aliens yesterday. This is the photo of the deceased."

As Coulson spoke, he called up the photo of the dead black man and handed it to Weiland.

Wayland looked.

Huh.

Mark looked at Weiland's expression and said with a smile: "If Weilander doesn't mind being pregnant with an alien, then just pretend I didn't say it."

It's hard to persuade the goddamn hell.

If Weilander still intends to go on at this point, then Mark will never stop him.

He's not that cheap.

But right now.

Mark raised his eyebrows and looked up...

　For 30 days in a row, ten thousand updates broke out. Poor old Mi’s hands are showing signs of dislocation. Next month, we won’t be able to have five changes every day. There will definitely be three guaranteed bottom changes. There will be frequent fourth changes from time to time, and fifth changes at every turn. It will also appear, um, begging everyone to give Lao Mi a full order...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)