Marvel's Spear Bureau Secret Service

Walking out of the apartment building alone, Chu Ling did not stay overnight or have any in-depth discussions, although it felt like the other party was willing.

But this time it was different. It was not about picking up girls, but about purposefully investigating information about strangers. It always made him feel wrong to trick others into sleeping with him. If he did this, wouldn't he be the same as a KGB crow?

Chu Ling still knew about the KGB's famous swallows and crows. Don't think that their training was very glamorous. All the swallows and crows could taste were "junk food" that was hard to swallow. I don't know where they got it. Some of them are so ugly that they even have missing legs, missing arms, crooked heads, slanted eyes, and some are even very perverted.

This is also the reason why Chu Ling had no idea when he met Black Widow.

In contrast, the agents trained by the Mandarin paid more attention to combat ability. There was also training on matters between men and women, but it was not as exaggerated as the KGB.

Except for the first and second times when Chu Ling felt a little psychologically stressed, he became very open-minded about such things later on. In fact, it was also related to his original life on the island. If Chu Ling had really grown up on the island until now, Chu Ling would I feel that I should be more decadent here, then I would like to leave with the delicious food in front of me now.

I glanced left and right as I walked on the road. I didn't see a taxi at first. After thinking about it, I walked down the slope with a slight slope. Many roads in Hong Kong have such differences in levels.

There was a slight tremor in his trouser pocket. Chu Ling took out his phone and took a look. Then he turned back and looked upstairs. He could clearly see the unit he had just left, and his head shrank back.

He looked away and started walking again. After thinking about it, he replied to the message. Anyway, he had been away from Hong Kong for a while. If it had to be delivered to his door, he really wouldn't mind.

When I reached the ten-finger intersection, I looked left and right. It was easier to take a taxi there. Because I originally wanted to get to know the other person, I didn’t drive today. I treated it as a city tour until I got off work and went to the place where the other person worked.

Originally, they were just going to pretend to ask for directions and strike up a conversation, but the robbery was really a coincidence.

His eyes swept over the Toyota Hiace parked on one side, and after thinking about it, he turned this way and walked over.

The corner of his eye casually glanced at the agent sitting in the driver's seat, and he couldn't help but think maliciously. I wonder if the Chinese people have the habit of training swallows and crows, but those who look like this probably don't.

In fact, S.H.I.E.L.D. should also have agents in this field, but they should not be trained by themselves, but people directly poached from the CIA or after the collapse of the Soviet Union.

If you think about it this way, you probably understand why Director Nick accepted Black Widow to come in.

I walked directly to the van, then turned directly and walked into the roadside shop. I glanced at it and sat down at a dining table. This table was not empty. There was a girl sitting there playing with a handheld device and waiting for takeout. .

"A duck wing soup, fish skin dumplings and chowder."

Following Chu Ling's not very standard Hong Kong dialect, the girl playing with the handheld device opposite raised her head and looked over. The moment she saw Chu Ling, her pupils dilated, but she immediately lowered her head and focused on the handheld device.

"Okay, do you want to take it away or eat here?"

"Eat here."

After Chu Ling ordered the meal, he looked at each other blatantly. In their eyes, he was a pervert anyway. The girl in front of him was pretty good-looking, but the equipment of the Special Bureau was a bit poor.

He was wearing a peaked cap in front of him, but looking through his hair, he could still see the headset plugged into the other person's ears. Well, this was because Chu Ling's sight was higher than that of ordinary people. It was almost like having a triple mirror, but the other person's headset did not have a shield. The exquisiteness of the game.

There is also a microphone, which is tucked into the opponent's collar so that it can still be seen clearly at a close distance.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the other party is supposed to be the logistics controller of the command vehicle.

The female agent named Ai Ai who was sitting there playing with her mobile phone, although she was still playing with her handheld device, felt uncomfortable all over. Her companions' inquiries came to her ears. She did not respond immediately because she was too close to the surveillance target. , the answer will probably be discovered.

"Hi, beauty, can you leave your phone number?"

Ai Ai stiffened for a moment. Was she being accosted?She immediately relaxed her body and raised her head to look at the other person. The SHIELD agent named Chu Ling opposite her was wiping her chopsticks with a tissue and looking at her with a smile on her face.

Should I pretend to be a nympho and agree, or should I reject it with a cold snort?As a member of the logistics team, she had no such experience, but as a beautiful woman, she was often approached, so she just glanced at the other person casually, and then prepared to look away again, pretending not to be interested.

Chu Ling looked at the other party's reaction, put the cleaned chopsticks on the dipping sauce plate beside him, and then said again: "It's very hard for you to follow me like this, so you should give me a call. I will talk to you every time I go out. Report it?"

"Beauty, you've got the takeout."

The clerk came over with the takeout he ordered and put it on the table, but Ai Ai didn't move at all. He swallowed hard, then silently put away the phone, then pulled a tissue next to it and took it out of his jacket pocket. A pen started writing quickly.

Chu Ling glanced at the agent who got out of the car outside the door, nodded in a friendly manner, and then looked at the female agent in front of him: "What do you call her?"

"Jin Aai."

"Special Persons and Abnormal Environment Investigation Bureau?"

"..."

"Contact more in the future. There is no need to be so hostile. If we have any information, we can directly communicate with you. Anyway, it doesn't make any difference whether you handle it or we handle it."

Jin Aai's face flushed and she pushed the tissue over, but did not answer Chu Ling's words.

The chowder ordered by Chu Ling was served first. Chu Ling paused for a moment, waited for the waiter to go away, and pushed the paper towel back again.

"I have your bureau's contact information, but you can't keep your personal cell phone?"

"cannot!!"

"Okay." Chu Ling felt a little regretful.

"Sorry, the superiors will contact you directly and explain clearly."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, you can just be the liaison officer over there," Chu Ling nodded, and then started to eat with the sauce. As for the male agent who was teasing the beauty, Chu Ling was about to rush over, but was secretly stopped by the beauty. Zero simply ignored it.

The other party picked up the takeaway and turned around with his head lowered and walked out.

Chu Ling raised his head, looked at the back of the beautiful woman, glanced at the male agent who was looking at him provocatively, then withdrew his gaze again and started enjoying the food.

Realizing that the female singer named Erica might be a stranger or the original Queen of Nine, Chu Ling thought for a moment to stop such stalking activities, at least until she had investigated clearly or had contact with the singer who was suspected of being Nine. talk later.

Thinking about the incident in Bahrain, the Russian mother and daughter, and the gang members who died in the hands of the girl, and the relationship between the female singer named Erica and them, Chu Ling frowned slightly, and finally sighed, Hope it turns out well.