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"Scott, you guys didn't fall asleep again, did you?" Agent Coulson touched his hairline, which was getting farther and farther back every year, and looked at the person lying next to him in the passenger seat with a gloomy expression. Any movement young people.

This young man is wearing a suit that is worth a fortune at first sight. His appearance is slightly tough and handsome. The most special thing is the special pair of goggles he is wearing. The red lenses are as thick as the bottom of a bottle. No one could see his eyes at all, but Coulson knew that if he didn't wear these goggles, their black braised egg commander probably wouldn't have let him join in the first place.

After working with this guy for a long time, I found that the name Black Braised Egg seems to be quite easy to pronounce. The last time he reported on the mission, he said this name quickly, and then he was punished by washing the toilet for more than a month. It was really What an unforgettable memory.

"Don't worry, Colson. I'm listening. To put it simply, the mission this time is to go to the roof of the building to negotiate with the gangster who held a little girl hostage, and try to get him to let the little girl go, and then you guys can kill him, right? That's your usual style." The man named Scott sat up straight, turned his head and gave Colson a bright smile.

"That's what I said, but if you can keep him captive, we don't have to kill him." Coulson told the truth. The target of this mission is actually a poor man. The opponent was originally their talent reserve base. A genius scientist, because a car accident took the life of his wife and daughter. Unable to accept the reality, he fell into a state where he could not live without going crazy.

He kept catching little girls about the same age as his daughter as hostages all day long, asking his wife, who he thought had run away from home with her daughter, to show up.

Originally, it was not Coulson's turn to take care of this matter, but this man has researched something amazing, their black braised eggs, ahem, Chief Nick Fury asked them to capture as many people alive as possible to ensure that he did not Those confidential studies were leaked, and this gave Scott the opportunity to appear.

"Don't worry, give me a song, and I promise to bring the little girl and the misguided gentleman back safely." Scott opened the car door, adjusted his clothes, and looked in the street mirror. Take a photo.

Well, his handsomeness is becoming more and more obvious.

"To be honest, I really want to believe your guarantee Scott, but I still can't forget the more than hijacking incidents you discussed before. Your reputation as a negotiator is not just a boast." Colson said Thinking of what the man in front of me had done, I felt a little bald. What on earth was his commander thinking? Did he really want to catch him alive when he sent this unreliable guy?

"Believe me Coulson, if we fail again this time, my surname will not be Evans." Scott made a salute gesture with two fingers, then turned around and strode into the building.

Coulson felt quite relieved at first, but he didn't expect that this guy who was usually never serious would actually learn to swear.

Oh, that's not right, isn't your surname Summers? Your surname is not Evans.

No matter how messy Colson was downstairs, Scott went upstairs smoothly to the rooftop.

The atmosphere here is very tense at this time. A large number of heavily armed special operations team members were all aiming their guns and ammunition at the man standing on the edge of the rooftop.

With the marksmanship of these special operations elites, if the higher-ups hadn't wanted to capture this guy alive, looking at how flexibly he moved with most of his body out of the little girl's cover, they would have been able to do it long ago.

The special operations team members on the rooftop obviously knew Scott. When they saw him coming, they immediately moved out of the way for him.

But what made them a little strange was that for some reason, the negotiator whispered to them when he passed by them.

"Remember to look at my eyes later."

After staring at the completely opaque special goggles on Scott's face for a long time, they felt a constant pain in their chests and felt very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Philip, please don't be nervous. My name is Scott Summers, and I was sent to negotiate with you." Scott skillfully raised his hands and slowly approached his target with square steps.

"Don't come over. I've said it before. Let that woman come to see me. We have nothing to talk about other than that." The man named Philip waved the gun in his hand excitedly, and the little girl in his arms was afraid. shivering.

"Okay Mr. Philip, the lady you want to see is currently at the crematorium, and she will be here soon." Scott stopped immediately after hearing the other party's warning.

25 meters, this is the safe distance that the other party can accept, he calculated silently in his heart.

"Why is she there at the crematorium?" Phillip asked strangely, obviously confused by Scott's unusual opening.

"Oh, she thought we would kill you directly and the body would be sent for cremation immediately, so she waited there in advance. What a good woman, she even thought about collecting your body after she had already left you."

"Impossible, Mary is most afraid of high temperatures. How could she run to that place?" Phillip shook his head, as if he did not agree with Scott's words.

"You're right. Mary is indeed afraid of high temperatures, but she loves spicy food. The thought of sprinkling some cumin next to the stove makes her saliva flow to the Pacific Ocean."

"You're talking nonsense. Mary likes to eat light food. She doesn't like spicy food at all. She was still complaining to me in the car that day, saying that the food my father cooked for lunch was too spicy and she couldn't stand it. Then" Phillip suddenly changed his mind. He paused, a look of pain flashed across his face.

Coulson, who had been listening to everything silently downstairs, couldn't help but cheer for Scott.

Scott's previous words sounded illogical on the surface, but step by step they brought Phillip's memory back to the day of the car accident.

If Philip could remember everything that happened that day, maybe he would give up resistance.

However, everyone still overestimated Phillip's self-awareness, and after looking ferocious for a while, he chose to continue to deceive himself.

"No, Mary is not dead yet. She must be nearby now. Can you tell her to come to see me? Otherwise, I will blow this little girl's brain right away."

Looking at the other party's red eyes and increasingly excited expression, Scott sighed helplessly.

"Prepare plan B, Coulson." Touching his headset, Scott moved his hand to the frame of the goggles.

"Mr. Phillip, please calm down and look into my eyes." Scott suddenly raised his voice, attracting Phillip's attention.

The next second, he pressed a button on the frame of the goggles, and a flash of red light suddenly appeared on the thick lenses, followed by a red laser that shot out and hit Phillip hard in the face.

Coulson, who was downstairs, saw a figure falling from the roof from a distance.

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