Open a rental in the world of comics

Chapter 99
After chatting for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Hades and Tony discussed what to do next, and then came back tomorrow to try to make those special materials, and then drove home.

In the afternoon, Hades only received two orders, all of which were added to [Smart Soul], and now it is 2722 points.

However, just when Hades was about to enter the villa area, he received a strange call.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Natasha? What's the matter?"

"Yes, I killed people."

"No way, they bombed me first."

"This... how do I know that you are going to follow them..."

"Ahem, what are you talking about? Hello? Hello? It's strange, why is the signal so bad, I can't even hear the conversation, forget it, hang up."

Hades pretended to be on the phone for a while, then hung up the phone and shook his head.

Just now Natasha called to accuse him, saying that he directly killed the clue they finally found, that is, the person in the commercial vehicle...

Hades naturally doesn't have any guilt. If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. If people offend me, he will become flustered. This is Hades' principle.

Therefore, Hades, who didn't want to make meaningless entanglements, directly directed and acted on his own, and hung up the phone.

However, what Hades didn't expect was...

As soon as he drove the car into the villa area, he saw Natasha who hung up the phone angrily.

Hades only felt a word appear on his forehead, and that word was called "Danger"!
This is coming directly to the door!

Natasha also noticed the taxi immediately. After looking at the extremely special license plate number, a smile appeared on her face, which was so beautiful.

Hades didn't turn around and run away, but he just felt a bit of a headache, because the monk couldn't run away from the temple if he could run, so...

"Looks like we're going to be wrangling again..." Hades drove the car to his villa helplessly.

It was impossible for Natasha to be really angry at herself for killing those clues. After all, they were the first to seek death, and they could only blame their bad luck.

Moreover, even if those people were dead, Hades believed that Natasha and the others would be able to find out what they wanted by comparing their license plate numbers and surveillance videos.

Therefore, the purpose of Natasha's coming this time is definitely not to ask for an explanation. Her purpose... Hades can guess it, it must be to get something from herself.

For example, my own body... is not 404, but used for combat, a very serious aspect.

For example, my own brain... Natasha is not the creature that saved Dave, so it is not used for food, but to use her ingenuity to help them get some equipment or research and analyze something.

Hades quickly thought of various possibilities.

"Okay, okay, just tell me, what do you want?" Hades didn't tell Roselle to close the door, so Natasha followed in smoothly. After parking the Reaper in the garage, Hades He said helplessly to Natasha, "People, or things, or...what do you want me to help you research?"

Lazy Hades intends to settle the matter quickly.

"What if I say I want all three?" Natasha said with a smile.

"You can't be too greedy..." Hades narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Otherwise, the loss may not be worth the gain."

"Okay," Natasha rolled her eyes, "won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

"The inside is being renovated," Hades put on a gentle smile, and once again used the excuse of the omnipotent renovation plan, "it will not be open to the public for the time being."

The two were communicating in the courtyard at this time, and did not enter the villa.

Natasha: "???"

After discovering that Hades didn't get in, Natasha had no choice but to get into the subject, and took out a black USB flash drive from the bag she was carrying and handed it to Hades.

"Let me guess," Hades looked at the USB flash drive, "Confidential documents?"

"Yes, this is the information we intercepted from Compney's internal server," Natasha nodded and said, "But these files are all loaded with very complicated security procedures, and I can't crack them. Now And I can’t turn to the technical department within S.H.I.E.L.D., so I can only leave it to you.”

"When?" Hades asked.

"Of course, the sooner the better," Natasha burst out laughing, "Are you so confident? If you can't crack it, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?"

"I don't think they have much ability, or even if they are very capable, they won't make me helpless," Hades confidently put the USB flash drive in his pocket, "I'll see after a while, and then what?" I'll let you know when it's cracked."

"Okay, then I'll go first..." Natasha turned and walked towards the door, but stopped after walking a few steps, "It's so late, why don't you try to keep me here?"

"Okay, beautiful Miss Natasha Romanov," Hades straightened his face instantly, and at the same time made a very standard invitation etiquette, "I wonder if I can have the honor to invite you to stay in the humble house for a night?"

"Forget it, I'm busy." Natasha turned and left with a satisfied smile.

Hades was not surprised, it was completely within his expectations.

For a woman like Natasha who knows how to use her own advantages, subconscious seduction has almost become an instinct, but this does not mean that she really wants that and that.

This is just an act of self-expression...

However, if Hades keeps ignoring her words, she will become more excited.

Giving a gift will not lose a piece of meat. In order to save trouble, Hades simply satisfied Natasha's idea.

So, Natasha, who was finally satisfied, left contentedly.

This kind of behavior is like you rejected me, so I must also reject you. As a doctor of psychology, Hades still understands it very well.

Some people may ask, what if Natasha really stays?

In this regard, Hades said that-doesn't it matter?
Of course, a moment in the spring night is worth a thousand dollars, the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, the spring is full of gardens, and the tide of the spring river even reaches the sea level!

Widow sister, isn't she fragrant?

What you love and what I want, I don't suffer at all, so what's the trouble with it?
………………

Street diary:

I still remember that when I was young, the teacher explained the meaning of "handsome" on the blackboard. I didn't understand, so I asked my female deskmate.

Until my deskmate blushed and handed me a mirror, in an instant, I understood...

　I ate peanuts, a little bit
　　
　
(End of this chapter)