I used to believe in science

Natalie prides herself on her self-control.

She brushed past that person, and even though she forced herself to look straight ahead and pretend everything was normal, she could feel that the people in the car on the opposite side of the car window were enthusiastically chasing her sight as they passed by.

She forced herself not to look back, not to look, and to keep her hands on the steering wheel not to shake.But they have never had such a close contact, and no spell can shield the feeling of mutual attraction under this distance.But she did, she left the manor and ran up the road without looking back.

"Are you okay?" Ethan sat across from her at some point, looked at her with his hands folded on the table, and asked with concern, "If you are not in good shape, you can choose to quit."

"And if I choose to join, once things come to light, no one will recognize our actions." Natalie said the sentence she heard most often when she was receiving tasks, "You know that every time you hear this sentence They don’t really give us the right to choose, do they?”

"It's always right to be polite." Ethan shrugged, not guilty of being exposed. "Come on, we're going to make a briefing."

"Ethan, have you ever refused the mission?" Natalie stopped Ethan who stood up and left, "Can you really choose not to accept the mission?"

"I haven't tried it." Ethan tilted his head and answered honestly.

Natalie followed Ethan into the small room of the hotel, where other members were already waiting there, Benji and Luther were old faces, they greeted each other by nodding, but the third person in the room The person is a stranger, Natalie frowned and looked at the man sitting on the chair backwards, and looked at Ethan suspiciously.

"Natalie, come and meet our staff officer, William Brand."

It was already evening when Antoinette and Steve returned home, and the return was not as urgent as when they left. Steve drove back slowly, looked at the scenery along the way, and had dinner outside before going back.

When they returned to the manor, Antoinette found miraculously that other people gathered together in the living room to watch movies for the first time.

Thor brought his girlfriend Jane, and even Pym squeezed into the sofa with Janet accommodatingly. When she screamed, Pym took her into his arms, and seeing his expression made people feel He is having a great time.

Antoinette looked around, only the couch occupied by Tony was still vacant, so she walked over and pushed the lazy and paralyzed man, who gave her a blank look unwillingly, and sat up Putting his hands down and giving way to a large area, Antoinette sat down contentedly and waved to Steve who had just stopped the car and came in late.

"Sweet day?" Natasha was sitting on the single sofa, looking at the screen casually while applying nail polish, condescendingly raised her eyelids when Steve came in, and asked with great interest.

"Go out for a walk." Antoinette thanked Steve for not answering the question directly. Maybe it's not a good idea to be misunderstood, but it's better than she has to explain a bunch of reasons to Tony.

At this time, Janet exclaimed again, and Antoinette turned her attention to the TV, just in time to see the shot of the two little girls looking at each other, turning around and disappearing at the end of the corridor.

This shot is so classic, so she recognized the movie they were watching at a glance.She turned around and raised her eyebrows to her elder brother, "The Shining?"

"I was just pulled to make up the number of movies the ladies chose." Tony waved to Thor's girlfriend and Janet, who looked the most frightened in the audience.

"I thought it was some kind of team building of yours." Antoinette blinked. "But not all of them, Dr. Banner and Mr. Button?"

"Today is Banner's retreat day. He is doing yoga in his room or something to adjust his mood. Barton is said to have a mission... just a reliable source." Tony picked Natasha's direction when he said that a reliable person raised eyebrows.

"Task?"

Antonito blinked at the word, and then she realized that Tony was no longer with her.In fact, she seems to have completely changed the scene in the blink of an eye. She is sitting by the bed in a room, and several other people are sitting in other places in the room, and Ethan is standing in the middle to give them a briefing. A terrorist organization based in China is currently active in the Middle East and has penetrated into the United States. Last time, Natalie and I destroyed one of their convoys and obtained something. The Ten Rings Gang attaches great importance to this, and I have information Showing that they might attack in retaliation."

"Have you got their plans?" asked the man sitting in a chair in front of the window on the left.

Antoinette followed his gaze and was surprised to see that familiar face that should never appear here.

"Not yet," Ethan said, but we have already obtained information from an informant who holds a map of all the strongholds of the Ten Commandments. "Our task is to approach him and get the map, and shovel the strongholds before they launch an attack."

"I guess that's why I'm here?" Antoinette heard her own voice say, her eyes shifted to the man sitting by the window, with a teasing tone, "I Benjy heard you had a hooker." The intention of the rich man, do you want to exchange tasks, William?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on the familiar face, and he wiped his face.

Antoinette didn't understand why she called the other William, because she knew him and knew his name.

The name 'Clint' was in her mouth, and before she could spit it out, her consciousness was thrown back into her own body quickly.

It felt like a roller coaster. She took a deep breath and slammed back against the back of the sofa, holding her with one left and one right hand. When Antoinette opened her eyes, she saw two pairs of concerned eyes.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked, his voice full of concern.

"You were just breathing," Tony said from the other side.

"I...I'm fine." Antoinette shook off those two hands and stood up.The movie has been ignored, and everyone else is watching her quietly.Trying to look okay, she hurried to the kitchen with a vague excuse, "I'm going to bake some popcorn."

Toasting popcorn was a good excuse, and she found a bag of popcorn in the cupboard and a bowl big enough to pop them in the microwave and wait when it was set.

It took long enough for her to calm down.The scene transfer just now was not a flashback or a dream, she just entered the hallucination out of thin air without warning.Antoinette knew that this was very serious, either because she had a mental problem, or there were other reasons.If she had such problems while working or driving, the results could be fatal.

"I just came to see how the popcorn is progressing." Natasha quietly walked to the kitchen door, looked at the microwave oven, and said, her face was as calm as ever, and she didn't seem to be bothered by Antoinette's abnormality Concern "Popcorn is a good idea, and others are looking forward to it."

"It's really good." Occasionally when Rhett and Garcia watch a movie with her at home, they always like to get some popcorn chips or something.Antoinette leaned against the sink, watching the red-haired female agent go to the refrigerator to get a pitcher of beer, hesitating.Natasha felt her gaze, turned her head, and looked directly into her eyes, she didn't say anything, but Antoinette knew she was waiting for him to ask.

This left her with no way out, and Antoinette felt that if she didn't ask, she might be hung up by the female agent until she typed her question, "Nata, you know all kinds of secret service organizations, right?"

"See what you said." Natasha closed the refrigerator door, not giving a clear answer in a hurry.

"Well... domestic... I think it should be domestic... called IMF... maybe an abbreviation of 'Impossible Mission Team'." Antoinette said, paying close attention to the other party's expression.

However, Natasha remained calm on the surface. Holding a jug of beer, she looked straight into her eyes and commented calmly, "This is really a strange name."

Antoinette felt relieved for a while, and she smiled with relief and said, "Indeed, with such a strange name, it doesn't sound like a formal organization."

Later, Batman hurried into the Batcave, and Alfred stood quietly listening to the conversation between Batman and the person on the other end of the communication, and quietly placed the coffee in Batman's hand.

However, Batman didn't even notice him, all his attention was on the communication, his hood had been taken off, and he had taken off the voice changer to speak in his own voice, "I don't understand, why do you suddenly want to track down what happened back then? I thought you didn't want to think about that again."

Bruce felt a little guilty. He knew that Antoinette didn't like the city of Gotham because of the kidnapping she encountered in Gotham when she was a child.Bruce didn't have the current ability at that time, and could only wait for the news from the police at home. He still remembered that when they brought Antoinette back, the girl who was a few years younger than him lost the smile that could light up the shadows , there was something creepy in the eyes that Bruce couldn't explain.

Whatever Howard Stark did, Bruce thanked him for making Antoinette forget about the tragedy and not let the shadow of Gotham consume the pure girl.

"I... suddenly have a new idea..." The person on the other end of the phone paused and said suddenly, "Bruce, can I trust you?"

"Of course." Bruce said without hesitation, ignoring the cry of 'liar' in his heart. "You'll always have my back."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone after those words, and Bruce waited patiently, ignoring the raised eyebrows of Alfred standing aside.Until Antoinette let out a long breath, the next words were completely beyond Bruce's expectations, "I can't let Tony know this, when I was at the base of the Owl Court... I met a person wearing a white mask, I I don't even know if he's a man or a woman."

"But he told me something about the abduction when I was a kid ... he said they stumbled on me at that time to be 'special'."

"What do you mean?" Bruce didn't hide the tension in his voice.

"I don't know, so I want you to help me find out... My dad seems to have covered up this matter very cleanly. I asked my psychiatrist at the time today, but he told me it was nothing, it was just a very common incident... But why cover up ordinary incidents? I mean, it’s one thing to suppress media coverage ... but it’s another thing to tamper with information about a case.”

"Why are you so sure that the case information has been tampered with?" Bruce asked himself as calmly as possible.

"Because I checked the file and it was perfect. After the case went through, none of the prisoners survived due to internal strife. The police who handled the case lost contact after leaving the job a year later. There is no flaw."

And that's what's most suspicious.Bruce certainly understands this, the best thing to do when you need to cover something up is to make a perfect fake profile covering it "What do you need me to do?"

"I don't know? Are you in Gotham? You have contacts... Can you just help me find out who else could find relevant people at that time? I remember that when I was rescued, there were media reports on the scene."

"I'll try to help you find out." Bruce spoke to comfort her, and easily made a promise.

Antoinette breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, "Thank you, thank you very much."

"Don't be so polite, I will check it for you myself."

"..." After hearing Bruce's promise, the other end of the phone fell silent. Bruce quickly closed his mouth, quickly thinking about what he just said wrong, and then he heard the other party's worried and shadowed voice " I don't know if that's a good idea, Bruce, something that would excite the Court of Owls...I'm afraid it's not something to be happy about...if you find me in the end..."

Bruce shouldn't feel relieved when the other party suggests that he might be a monster, but for a moment he really thought 'then maybe they can have an equal and honest conversation'.He knew it wasn't right, so he tried to dispel the feeling of "I know what kind of people I know" before he said it.

Afterwards, they chatted for a few more words. When Bruce hung up the phone, he was already sitting in front of the big monitoring screen in the Batcave. In front of him was a paper file, which contained only three thin pages, including two One photo, and the other one is a simple evaluation file, which is only half filled, it seems that the tester has not had time to do a detailed review and hastily wrote it.

This was picked up from the materials of the Owl Court. The few parts he did not hand over to Gordon, it was hard to say whether it was out of selfishness or vigilance.Bruce put his hand on it, but didn't open it, because he had already read it, and there were only a few shocking words in the pitifully small page of assessment files——

There is a blue light in the eyes when the ability is activated,

Radiation of unknown energy.

It seems to be an ideology beyond the observation of appearance.

High risk factor.