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"You are very responsible for the safety of the people, Agent Coulson. I know why Fury asked you to talk to me in the first place." Darkholm relaxed and stretched in his chair.Her words and actions seemed to imply that she didn't believe the "Fury was abroad" story at all, and she didn't mind SHIELD's little lie.

"Don't worry," Darkholm continued, "little Christine should be living quite comfortably now. She said she was a little tired of the vanity and glitz of fame and fortune, and she just took this opportunity to take a vacation and experience returning to nature. life. So she ran away to Pennsylvania and lived a life without electronic devices with a bunch of Amish people.”

"It sounds like you and Ms. Everhart know each other and have a good relationship." After hearing Darkholm's praise, Coulson's smile became more and more obvious at the corner of his eyes.He felt that as long as he continued the conversation, many questions would be answered naturally.

"If you ask about the story between me and her, it's a long story." Darkholm closed his eyes, seeming to reminisce about the past.However, she quickly opened her eyes again, looked around at the people sitting around the desk, and then said:

"Okay, let me start from the beginning. On September 1992, 9, the third day after Jean Gray accidentally killed me, I crawled out of my grave. I once told Charles to leave my grave Make it simpler. But, God, it’s too simple. If I only have a bumpkin and see him again in the future, I will definitely forget it. Having said that, the moment I was resurrected, I realized that Qin must have done this on purpose. Arranged. So I did not show up in front of Charles and the others, but silently observed in secret. Next, after seeing him and Eric get back on good terms and establish the Brotherhood of Mutants, I understood what Qin wanted to do. Through my death, Professor X and Magneto can be brought together again."

"Using the death of a common ally to promote unity and cooperation among all parties." Colson frowned slightly, "This move is a bit dark."

"But it's very effective, isn't it?" It can be seen from Darkholm's relaxed expression that she also agrees with Phoenix Girl's plan. "After that, I didn't look for them again." Darkholm continued, "First, I was afraid that their emotional entanglement because of me would break them apart again; second, I had fought my whole life and it was time to retire. I ran away to Rhode Island to try to live a quiet life for a while, and then I happened to meet a ten-year-old Brown University freshman looking for a roommate to share the rent."

"Have you been living with Ms. Everhart since then?" Coulson asked.

"Yes, Kristen is such a good child." Duckholm's eyes became brighter, like a mother talking about her proud daughter, "I didn't see her for a long time. My identity was exposed in front of me. Although she didn't know that I was a mutant at the time, she has always firmly supported people like us. Her papers on human rights were really wonderful. Until the day of her graduation, I drank too much. She accidentally lost control and showed her original shape in the room. Of course she was frightened, but she didn’t blame me for concealing it all this time. Instead, after hearing my confession, she looked at me There was more admiration in my eyes. Even though I was drunk, I knew that this pure friendship was worth cherishing and protecting for the rest of my life. So I followed her and her work and settled in New York."

"According to our information," Colson's tone was still as gentle as a gentleman, "Ms. Everhart is indeed an excellent reporter. We are also glad that you can enjoy a happy retirement life in her company."

"Thank you for saying that." Duckholm smiled even brighter, obviously very impressed by Colson's praise, "Yeah, I suggested to Kristen several times that I could use my ability to help her get some Inside information. But she would decisively refuse every time. She said that the creed of her career as a reporter is to reveal secrets, not create secrets. She originally did not agree with me using a disguised identity to approach Clarice until I promised She allowed me to do this only after I explained all the ins and outs to the relevant personnel."

"Ms. Darkholm," Proudstar asked before Coulson this time, "how did you discover Clarisse?"

"Of course it's because of you, Mr. Thunderbird." Darkholm raised his eyebrows. "After the NBA Finals in June, one day, I happened to take a walk near Rucker Park. When I saw you alone, I used physics. method, calmed the anger of fans on both sides. Based on my rich experience, I judged that you were also a mutant at that time, and I have been secretly observing you since then. I found that you visit a child in the detention center every weekend. Girl, I will eavesdrop on your conversation.

"When I heard that Clarice would open a purple portal, I remembered that when he was fighting against Apocalypse, he also opened something like a purple force field at the last moment in an attempt to escape. So I guessed, This weak little girl may have something to do with Apocalypse, and she doesn't know how to use her talent for good. I have seen many mutant teenagers with similar psychological problems in X Academy, and I have always wondered whether to step forward and help Her. Later, you mentioned that her birthday is September 9th, which is the same as my resurrection day. I understood that this might not be a coincidence. The vacation that Qin arranged for me was over, and it was time for me to come back. .”

"Thank you Ruiwen," Fang's tone was full of sincere gratitude, "Thank you for your constant companionship. I didn't expect that my self-destruction would make so many people concerned. Please rest assured that I will never do that again."

"Little Clarice, there is no need to be cautious. A sensible child like you can be as angry as you want." Darkholm looked at Fang with eyes filled with affection, "If those naughty kids in x college It would be great to be as obedient as you, why do they always understand that only obedience can lead to willfulness?"

"Thank you for your story." Colson coughed slightly to change the topic, "but we can put aside the issue of youth education first. Ms. Darkholm, can you please tell us how you obtained Agent Ward’s mission information”

"How do you want me to answer this?" Duckholm looked surprised, as if he was facing a ridiculous question, "I just walked in like that, then picked up a folder and looked at it twice."

"" Colson was speechless for a while, "Ma'am, thank you for reminding us that there are huge omissions in our security work. So, can you please add some further details to us so that we can take preventive measures more strictly?"

"Who can you guard against me? Please, I am Mystique." Darkholm showed a hint of impatience, "Lurking is already an instinct for me. You will pay attention to how many milliliters of air you swallow with one breath. Well, that was a month ago, I even forgot who I looked like at that time."

"You mean," Hand said suddenly, "that you sneaking into our base is like breathing. Okay, ma'am, please at least tell us that in the years since the X-Men broke away from S.H.I.E.L.D., you have breathed How many times?"

"Oh, I have to count this slowly and I may not even be able to count it in the end." After saying that, Darkholm really picked up his fingers.Of course, she did not fail to notice that the faces of the three SHIELD agents were getting increasingly ugly, so she stopped messing around and said sheepishly: "Oh, I hate this serious attitude of SHIELD. Relax. You know, the X-Men and S.H.I.E.L.D. used to have a very close relationship. I always went to your base in New York back then. The Take a look around and I promise I really just went to see the scenery, only this time I looked through your files.”

Seeing that the three agents still didn't say a word, and the others were trying hard to hold back their laughter, Darkholm added: "Well, in order to express my apology, please convey to Director Fury that I will I will help him perform some tasks. He should know how to use my special abilities. After all, he and those Skrulls"

"Stop" Hill interrupted Darkholm loudly, "That is a level [-] secret. Please don't mention it to other people. Also, madam, are you sure you came to our base just to see the scenery?"

"Alas, poor little Maria," Duckholm shook his head pretending to be mysterious, "your grading system is indeed very good, but you also know that it is not perfect, isn't it? For example, that little cat named Gu Gu’s element-eating beast is also a level [-] secret. But even the temporary workers of SHIELD know that the pet cat of your director is not easy to mess with. But they really worry too much. Gu Gu is actually a What a arrogant person, he and I have such a good relationship."

"Madam, stop now, please, don't continue talking." Hill caught Angela's teasing look at her with his peripheral vision, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.She covered her forehead helplessly and spoke in a very low tone: "Gu Gu is an exception. I thought raising him as SHIELD's mascot would add some humanistic flavor to the organization. After all, who doesn't like cats? Forget it, no. said"

Cat-like creatures aren't just Goo-goo, there's also Tracy Walker.She looked back and forth between Hill and Darkholm with a curious look on her face, and then tugged on Jones's arm beside her:

"Jesse, why do I feel that the topic is going in a strange direction? The Skrulls' element-eating beasts don't sound like they are from Earth."

"I wouldn't be surprised even if the deputy director in front of us is really an alien." Jones stared at Hill fiercely. Those who didn't know might have thought she had met a love rival. "Even if their director is also an alien." I'm not surprised, after all, they can get our DNA without us noticing, right?"

Hand glanced at the absent-minded Hill next to him, shrugged, and answered for her: "Ms. Jones, please forgive us. You made such a big noise by moving around the ruins of Yankee Stadium. We really It's hard not to notice that our agents just passed by you as passers-by with mutant detectors, and then picked up some of your household garbage, and they absolutely did not infringe on your personal life."

"Humph" Jones shook his head, obviously not believing Hand's explanation.

"Ma'am," said the well-trained Hand, who was clearly not offended by a bad attitude, "our deputy director has an immature idea. She wants you, Ms. Walker, Mr. Murdoch and Ms. Ziegler to do this Although they were found not to be mutants, they also possess extraordinary abilities and formed a team to help each other when necessary. What do you think?"

"You want us to be a SHIELD task force" Jones asked.

"No," Hand shook his head patiently, "SHIELD only provides a platform and does not lead you. You don't have a so-called captain. The members are equal to each other and are more like an alliance."