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After Saint apologized and Lorna comforted him, the eyes of the three cuckoo sisters looked at him. Although they were still a little evasive, they were still somewhat normal.

Now that the misunderstanding was resolved, Lorna immediately thought of the business: "Boss, help us, the Sentinel Secret Service secretly conducts human experiments on mutants."

Mutants, human experiments, what a big news.

Because of the slander in Saint's heart, it was obviously quite inappropriate to say it out loud, so he replied noncommittally: "How do you want me to help?"

Lorna was stunned for a moment, and with an expression like "Isn't it obvious?" she said, "Of course it's to rescue those compatriots who were in distress."

"and then"

Saint asked in return, and then analyzed with reason: "Once I rescue all the people privately, they will become federal wanted criminals. How do you plan to arrange them and leave them alone? Soon, they will be They will be taken back, so why bother to rescue them and suffer one more time?”

"Uh"

Amid Lorna's astonishment, Esme, one of the three cuckoo sisters, weakly interjected: "Actually, although this is our private action and has nothing to do with the Hellfire Club, we have also prepared in advance. It belongs to the organization's property, and the rescued compatriots can live there temporarily."

"right"

Lorna nodded repeatedly: "We have a place to put them."

“How can the space alone not be enough?”

Saint waved his hand: "Is it that simple to harbor a fugitive? You must have everything you need in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and someone has to come forward to organize it. Otherwise, within three days, someone will cause trouble and expose the entire group. Among you, Who has the ability to serve as this management talent?”

""

In the silence of Esme and the other three cuckoo sisters, Lorna quickly came up with a solution: "We really don't have any good solutions, but you do. You can send them out of the United States to go to those who control mutants." A more relaxed remote country.”

"Although this request is a bit too much for me, it sounds feasible."

Saint curled his lips disapprovingly: "But what makes you think that they would be willing to go to a foreign country where they don't understand the language and are unfamiliar with the people? Well, even if they are all willing, then, these mutants who have nothing will sneak into other places." After the country, they have to eat, live, and live. If they use their mutant abilities to break the law in order to survive, or even cause innocent casualties, it will be yours or mine."

""

The more Lorna listened to Saint's words, the lower her head lowered: "So, you won't help them."

"Are you kidding me, of course I will help them, we are talking about cruel human experiments, okay, who do you think I am?"

Saint raised an index finger and flicked it on Lorna's forehead: "I just want you to know how stupid your previous actions were."

"Ow"

Lorna covered her head and screamed in pain, then puffed up her cheeks and glared at Saint: "Smelly boss, what you said sounded nice, but in fact, you clearly just wanted to satisfy your own bad taste."

"I don't deny that."

Saint shrugged his shoulders: "But this is killing two birds with one stone. The main reason is to teach you a lesson. If you mess around with a good heart, you can't help others."

"cut."

Lorna pouted and spat, obviously not convinced: "Then tell me, how do you plan to help them?"

"First of all, we cannot let them become criminals, and we must use formal channels to rescue people."

Saint turned to look at the three cuckoo sisters: "You were the ones who told Lorna about the human experiment, right? Do you have enough evidence?"

"Have."

Three blond girls who looked exactly the same harmonized perfectly again. Phoebe and Sophie cast their eyes on Esme from left to right. Obviously, the evidence was on her body.

Esme took a step forward and handed her smartphone to Saint: "We controlled a member of the Sentinel Secret Service and obtained complete experimental records, all of which are stored here."

"Friday, get a copy."

Saint also took out his cell phone and told his smart butler, "Then answer Coulson's call for me."

"Yes, boss."

A moment later, after listening to Saint's brief explanation of what had happened and his request to SHIELD, Coulson almost screamed over the phone: "It's impossible to take the initiative to expose this." This kind of thing completely violates our basic policy and the director will not agree to it."

"Colson, you seem to have misunderstood."

After Saint said this angrily, his tone suddenly became tougher: "I'm not making a request to you. In any case, this matter will be exposed, or you S.H.I.E.L.D. will cooperate. Either I can solve this matter smoothly together, or I can use my own method to solve this matter roughly alone. Believe me, no matter how bad your sense of the former is, you won’t want to choose the latter. .”

""

Coulson took a deep breath and was silent for a long time before he managed to calm down: "Saint, think about it clearly. Even if we agree to cooperate with you, there is no way this matter will end smoothly. Those mutants Their experiences are indeed worthy of sympathy, but don’t forget that none of them are innocent. The reason why they were detained by the Sentinel Secret Service in the first place was either because they lost control of their abilities and caused serious consequences, or they simply violated the law intentionally. We can understand your feelings, but we cannot ignore the harm that may be caused if those mutants are allowed to return to society."

"I agree."

To Coulson's expectation, Saint acknowledged his tirade: "Of course we can't handle it like you said. Yes, those mutants will receive amnesty from the government because of the unequal treatment they received. However, if they want to regain their freedom, they have only two choices. First, join your S.H.I.E.L.D., and second, lose their mutant abilities."

"This is a very beautiful statement."

Coulson curled his lips on the other side of the phone: "However, first, we don't accept mutants. Their abilities are too unstable. When they are emotional, they can easily injure friendly forces by mistake. And our agents, when out in the field, How can we avoid emotional arousal when working in the field? As for letting mutants do our internal work, that is pure nonsense. Secondly, if you are talking about putting ability-suppressing collars on them, this will obviously arouse public outrage. , it is also not feasible.”

"Colson, in your mind, am I such an irresponsible person? Since this is a difficult problem I raised, naturally leave it to me to solve."