A Little Thing in the Marvel Universe

Busan, cafe in hotel.

Belle, Helen and Hernan sat in the corner, talking in low voices.

"Will Crowe really come?" Helen was a little worried. "Just posting a message on the dark web is worth his risk of coming to Busan?"

"Try your luck," Belle said jokingly. "In this world, there are not many people who know about the existence of vibranium, and even fewer dare to buy it. Anyway, if I were Crowe, any potential customer would It’s worth trying for me.”

This statement still found it difficult to reassure Helen, and she asked again: "Even if you are right, Crowe really comes, there is absolutely no way he can come by himself, it's just you, Alvarez, and me. How can we deal with it? Besides, if we are discovered by the military, then we..."

"It's not if, it will definitely be discovered," Belle corrected her, "and not only the Korean military, but the Americans will also notice."

"What did you say?!"

"Your reaction is too exaggerated," Belle said. "The Internet is not a lawless place, and neither is the dark web. Even if they can't control it technically, they have other ways. Look at that white guy over there , has been inadvertently staring at us for a long time."

Helen immediately looked back, but there were at least twenty white men in the cafe, and Helen didn't know which one Belle was talking about.

This early in the morning, almost all the European and American guests staying here come to have a cup of coffee and have breakfast.

Henan specially booked this hotel with a lot of foreign guests. Korean guests are generally busy business guests. Even if Helen's incident caused a lot of trouble last year, they would not take it to heart. forget.

Only by living in this kind of place can Helen avoid being noticed to the greatest extent.

However, the sister suddenly turned around and stared at the guests, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't notice her, which gave both Henan and Belle a headache.

Henan reminded in a low voice: "Dr. Zhao, your identity can easily be exposed if you act like this."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Belle said, "People know who we are anyway. But Helen's look just now means that the other party should know that we have noticed him. Go and invite him to come and sit with us."

Henan nodded, stood up and went straight to the other party.

Helen asked: "It doesn't matter if you know who it is, how can Alvarez also see it? He also has super powers?"

"He is just experienced. He has been in the underworld for so many years. He can tell at a glance who is an ordinary customer and who is following. Especially this CIA agent with a gun. In his eyes, It’s as obvious as a cat in a mouse’s eyes.”

Hearing Belle describe her men like this, Helen also felt strange.

"Well, is it really okay for you to say that about him?"

"I'm really praising him for being smart and shrewd."

The two exchanged a few words briefly, and Hernan had already brought the CIA agent over.

Although he was noticed, the detective did not intend to get straight to the point. He took the initiative to reach out and gave his usual pseudonym and said: "Hello, my name is John Watson."

Belle stood up. Wearing high heels, she was much taller than the agent who was only 1.7 meters tall. She looked at him condescendingly, held his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Sherlock Holmes. "

She pointed to Helen again and said, "This is my friend, Martin Freeman. And this," she pointed to Hernan, "is Bilbo Baggins, my secretary."

Faced with such serious nonsense, Helen's eyes widened and she couldn't say a word.

Henan smiled softly. It was not the first time that he saw his boss playing tricks on others like this, but he felt relaxed and happy every time he saw it.

Mr. Agent froze on the spot. He had heard it. Belle knew that he had lied about his name, but he didn't understand what the mess of names meant. He just vaguely felt that these names seemed to be related to him. .

Belle coughed lightly, and then he realized that his handshake was a little tight and the time was a little too long, and then he relaxed his hand.

Belle didn't continue to embarrass him, after all, she still had to rely on his help.She has already guessed that as long as it has something to do with vibranium, this person will always come to mix it up.

So she motioned to the seat in front of her and said, "Take a seat, Agent Everett Kenneth Ross."

He was abused by a mother who didn't love him since he was a child. He was often bullied at school and even beaten and humiliated by girls. Agent Ross's childhood was extremely unfortunate.

He has the right to curse loudly, "Why is this thief God so unfair to me?" He can also secretly curse in a dark corner everyone who brings misfortune to his life.

But he survived and found a job at the U.S. State Department, where he escorted diplomats in the United States.Until one day, he met the person of his life.

Today, he is here to complete the important task entrusted by this noble man.

However, he was found out from the crowd by the other party, and his full name was directly called out. He had already lost the initiative, and the entire rhythm was already in the hands of the other party.

But he won't give up easily. After all, he spent a lot of effort yesterday to remember the other party's full name.

"Ms. Belle de Tayfulle-Pique, I have long admired your name. I heard that I am coming to see you this time. Director Walton even told me a lot of things."

"Really?" Belle said, "But it seems that Agent Ross didn't take the director's words too seriously. Or did William not tell you about me in detail? We had many interactions when we were in the White House. He didn't As for forgetting my abilities?"

This time, it was considered a formal confrontation.

Agent Ross calls Director Walton, but Belle calls him by his first name without restraint.This is a hint that I am chatting and laughing with your boss, you'd better be more respectful and don't play tricks.

But she was also very nervous. After all, she couldn't play tricks with this CIA elite.Even if she could read the other person's thoughts to a certain extent, there was no guarantee that she would be able to follow them completely.

Although the CIA's elites are no match for SHIELD's top agents, they are not something Belle can manipulate at will.

"Of course we attach the highest importance to you, but your abilities are really unfathomable. No matter how much we attach importance to you, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"Thank you. If I were really that powerful, I would be able to maintain world peace on my own."

Agent Ross laughed. Of course he could understand that Belle was teasing Iron Man, but he always felt that whether Iron Man or the woman in front of him could not bring chaos to world peace, it would be worth burning incense.

"Of course it's good to be able to maintain world peace, but I'm afraid you might cause trouble if you have nothing to do. Mr. Iron Man wanted to maintain world peace, but ended up destroying the entire Sokovia. I wonder what your plan is? This plan has nothing to do with Dr. Zhao, and Vibranium, what does it have to do with it?”

"Agent Ross, you are overthinking," Belle said. "I don't want to save the world, I just want to save this poor girl next to me. You must know about her, and probably know more details than I do. "

"I'm really sorry about Dr. Zhao," Ross said, bowing slightly towards Helen, "but after all, this is not the United States, and we can't do more."

"Agent Ross, I won't beat around the bush with you. If you come to see me, you naturally know what I'm going to do."

Belle lowered her voice, moved a little closer to Ross, and said: "As for you, you can either continue with me and catch Ulysses Crow. Or just pretend you didn't see it. Without you, I would You can do it yourself. If you want to stop me, let alone whether you can do it, it would be a big shame if you let Crow go because of our internal fighting."

"What you have to do is not a trivial matter." Ross said, "If Crowe is caught, have you ever thought about what will be involved behind it?"

"Maybe it's not as thorough as you think," Belle said bluntly, "but I don't want to do anything particularly big, as long as I can find evidence to unlock Helen's passport."

"That's it?" Rose's eyebrows almost went up to the sky. "In order to lift the ban on Dr. Zhao's passport, the Korean Prosecutor's Office must bow its head and admit its mistake. To make them bow their heads, it is not enough for the court to rule that Dr. Zhao is not guilty. It must be proven. , the reason why they sued Dr. Zhao is..."

Rose's words stopped abruptly. Obviously, as a CIA, he couldn't say this kind of thing.

But this attitude is almost an admission that there is really something going on in this matter, and CIA obviously knows it very well.

Helen whispered: "So, is it really because they want to monopolize the Cradle of Life technology, and if I don't cooperate, will my reputation be ruined?"

Ross had to put on a business-like attitude and said, "I can't comment on that."

Belle asked: "Why don't you comment on something that you can comment on?"

"If you guys don't mind, please follow me to meet a person." Agent Ross said, "You can talk to him in detail about many things that I am not comfortable talking about."

This was exactly what Belle wanted.

cia was not the partner she was looking for.All she needs is her own special identity, the unique technology in Helen's hands, and the vibranium transaction. These three chips, through the line of CIA, can catch the biggest fish.

The four people left the coffee shop and took the elevator all the way to the top floor of the hotel, the presidential suite.

Agent Ross took Belle and Helen in, but Hernan was blocked by two black female bodyguards.

Henan took a look through his sunglasses. Both of them had bald heads and looked majestic.

They wore dark gray sleeveless suits and dresses, revealing their muscular arms.The tight skirt outlines two thick thighs and exposes the calves, which can make many fitness experts feel ashamed.

The two bodyguards each held a golden spear and crossed themselves in front of Henan.A person on the left said in a thick East African accent: "No entry for idlers."

"Hey," Belle said in a sinister tone, "Such a big rule? Which African tribe chief is this?"

The third female bodyguard came out of the inner room and stood directly in front of Belle, as if she wanted to stab Belle to death with her eyes.

"Watch your tongue. If you can't control it well, I can cut it off."

Belle said "Oh?" softly, and the frightened Agent Ross quickly stopped between the two, but his back was to the black female bodyguard and he was facing Belle.

"Don't be impulsive. The person living here is the Crown Prince of Wakanda, His Highness Prince T'Challa. The person who hurt him was a diplomatic incident!"

In his desperation, Rose was not careful enough with his words, which directly aroused the dissatisfaction of the female bodyguard.

Does Rose think that as an elite member of Doawei, he will lose to this weakling who pops up from nowhere?

She asked in a low voice: "Agent Ross, what do you mean?"

"What he means is that I don't care who the prince is or not," Belle said in a cold tone, pointing at Helen, "The one standing here is a princess from the United States. Tell that prince of yours to come out quickly. If you don't If you can speak, I will cut out your tongue."

The female bodyguard couldn't keep up with Belle's rhythm. It was obviously the first time she had seen someone who dared to talk such nonsense.

She looked at Helen carefully. She couldn't believe that this Korean woman was actually an American princess?Where did the American princess come from?

She asked in confusion, "What princess?"

Belle replied without changing her expression and her heart did not beat: "Princess Ayi Turtle!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Why are you still standing there?" Belle continued to talk nonsense, "You haven't paid homage to Her Royal Highness yet!"