[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

There is a group photo hanging on the wall of the office. The background is a simple and simple building. The surrounding towering dense forest shows that this place is quite remote. Young men and women stand in a row. Neil knows some of them. They are all friends from his father’s military school. Still in government.

The reason to keep your sight is in the corner of the photo, where there is a very inconspicuous intaglio pattern - a skull with six curved snake feet underneath.The historical picture in his mind further confirmed his guess.

At this time, there was the sound of the door lock turning outside the door.

The new base of S.H.I.E.L.D. just received Daisy's request for help. Before Fitz even touched the console, Simmons exclaimed, "Perfect! The operation is fast, and the countermeasures are very reasonable..."

Fitz looked up at the sensor log.Just now, the advanced defense network of the Ministry of Energy building was attacked, and the system was suspended. Then, the attackers precisely stuck in the "imperceptible" three seconds to restore the system to normal.

The timing of cutting off and restoring is well grasped, just like an experienced old agent-this time will not cause vigilance, but it is enough for Daisy to put the scene back in place and create the illusion of "clear".

"Wait." Simmons walked closer to the screen and extracted a piece of data wave from it in disbelief, "Is this the content of the interlayer of the photo? Anna is really... so fast."

During working hours, there are not many pedestrians on the main road in the suburbs. A car sped out at the corner of the street. Coulson repeatedly reminded the children in the co-driver: "Quick fix, don't show cowardice."

Anna, who was temporarily caught in the car, nodded cooperatively, the wind blew her long hair into a mess, and the hair hit her soft white cheeks, she looked a little pitiful, "But sir, it seems that the time for Minister Gary to appear is not right. "

It feels like I'm setting S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson did not deny: "So Daisy and the others are in more danger."

The car stopped near the gate, and Coulson watched Anna enter the building alone.Gary Caffrey's identity as Hydra had been confirmed immediately, and Neil really didn't know about it, but Anna seemed to know a lot.If there is a problem with this girl, she will show her feet this time.

"Sir, why did you let her..." Simmons' incomprehensible voice came out of the communicator.

"She should have self-protection means." Coulson put on glasses, straightened his collar, got out of the car and walked towards the building.

"I'm still a high school student, do you doubt her and Hydra? Impossible, the explosion/object information and the tracking formula were all contributed by her, and just now..."

"Mike, get ready to meet Daisy." Coulson cut the line.His professional nature tells him that there are problems with being too proactive than not cooperating.

The alien identities of Daisy and Neil cannot be revealed, especially if they cannot fall into Hydra. Anna's appearance can not only protect the former, but also facilitate testing whether she is related to Hydra.After all, it is a talent, if the background is really clean, you can consider recruiting.

When Anna entered the building using the reason given by Coulson, the spacious office on the top floor was wide open, Minister Gary and Neil and Daisy were sitting on the sofa opposite each other.

Seeing that it was Anna who entered the door, Neil paused his clasped fingers, his eyes full of astonishment.

Anna recalled the mission process, and when she was ready, she went straight to Neil, narrowed her eyes, and raised her hand to slap him.

Very loud.

Neil covered his face, dumbfounded.

Anna pointed her arm straight at him, her voice was as fragile as a young beast growling: "Neil Kaffery, you heartless person!"

After speaking, he turned to Daisy, "You, bad woman."

Daisy is more experienced, and quickly realized that it was the chief's bad move again?

Anna ignored the other's strange expression, pointed her arms and swept left and right. Finally, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she picked up the two of them one by one, and pushed them towards the French windows on the edge of the building, "Go to hell!"

Simmons' voice with a toothache entered the line: "Is the officer there? Are you sure this will work, how can we..."

Bang—crash.

The sound of windows being smashed and broken.

Mike, who was hovering nearby, immediately shook off the emergency air bag, caught the two people who fell, and walked away.

Anna stood by the window and took a deep breath.

She hasn't had time to dance yet.

The office was silent for a while.

Anna turned around and faced the soft sofa with only one person left for a moment.

Gary is about 60 years old, with gorgeous hair on the sideburns and accumulation of smile lines around his eyes. He looks like a kind person with a calm demeanor, as if it wasn't his son who was just taken away by the plane.While taking out a cigarette from his arms, he smiled and asked, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

Anna hasn't answered yet.

"It's because monsters like you keep popping up that the world is getting worse and worse." Gary rubbed the ashes between his fingers, Anna's face turned pale, and then she thought that the other party might be angry with her for pushing someone down a building. He continued: "There is surveillance at home, and guess what, it happened to record you."

Coulson stopped outside the door.

Gary rubbed the "soot" into a thumb-sized ball and threw it forward. Anna watched the pink ball roll to her feet, but forgot to dodge it. The next moment, a mini white box fell from the sky, covering her and catching her flying.

At [-]:[-] a.m. New York time, the news that the headquarters building of the Department of Energy in southwest Washington had been bombed spread across the streets and alleys like wings.

During class time, Arthur was lying under the table playing with his mobile phone. When the news popped up on the screen, his hand trembled and almost fell to the ground.

He looked up, and Anna hadn't come back yet.

Before get out of class was over, Arthur slipped out of the classroom and dialed Anna's phone. After a beep, it was indicated that the connection could not be made.

A few friends who skipped classes on the road saw him and asked to go for a ride together. As a qualified college dude, skipping classes must be responded to, and discipline violations cannot be cowardly. Arthur resolutely abandoned knowledge and joined the ranks of joyrides.

Back to downtown New York.

Arthur stood in the lobby on the first floor of the Stark Building, looking at the busy staff coming and going.A few minutes passed, no one had time to talk to him, and there was no sign of a superhero.

"They usually walk up there." A staff member who was forcibly dragged by Arthur explained to him.

"I have something important, something to save my life, and I want to see Captain America, how do I make an appointment?" Arthur asked.

Grabbed by him, the chubby and down-to-earth staff put down the game console in his hand, "Please show the ID that can prove your identity."

Ten minutes later, Arthur took off the blindfold and found himself standing in a hospital corridor. He glanced around, "Mount Sinai Medical Center?"

Happy: "..."

It happened that the door of the ward opened, and Hill, who had just reported the relevant events of the Ministry of Energy, came out. Seeing the strange boy, he turned to look at Happy with some doubts.

Happy: "He has something to ask the captain."

"The captain is not here." Hill closed the door, and looked at the boy again, his face was still childish, and his school uniform was neatly dressed - Horaceman High School.

"No class today? Just talk about it if you have something to say." Hill put away the panel, and relaxed his guard against the boy in front of him, a half-grown kid.

However, Hapi's approach is indeed inappropriate. The recent turmoil has become serious, and one more person who knows about this place is more risky.She glanced at Happy, who scratched his head.

Arthur confessed to Hill: "I'm worried about my friend being in an accident... She should have been at the scene of the explosion in Washington this morning."

Hill opened the panel and took a pen to record, "Your friend is a staff member of the Department of Energy? What kind of work does he do?"

"No, she is my classmate. She asked for leave to leave school this morning, and soon there was an explosion in Washington." Arthur looked serious.

Hill sighed and closed the notebook, "You should call her first, and if you can't reach her, go to her residence and look for it."

"The phone can't get through—there's no signal yet, sister. Is there any place in New York City that doesn't have a signal? She must have gone to Washington. I saw your employees pick her up a few days ago."

The last sentence caught Hill's attention, "Please describe him."

Hill nodded after listening to the description, "Wait a minute."

The sound insulation effect of the walls is excellent, and the ward is extremely quiet. There is no sound from the TV news, and even if you don’t watch it, you know that you are comparing the terrorist attack of the Department of Energy with the Stark Tower.

Stark was lying on the hospital bed and turning his phone.

Seeing Hill go back and forth, he raised his eyebrows.

Hill walked to the bed, turned on the news with the remote control, and listened to a few reports, "The accident at the Department of Energy may be related to Phil."

Stark seemed to have expected it, and his tone was slightly dry, "I thought you were in touch all the time."

Hill denied: "Our common goal is the scepter, and we will not interfere with each other at other times. Boss, the contact information you asked me to find before, the lady's name is Anna?"

Stark turned to look at her, with a bad feeling, "It's her."

"The classmate couldn't contact anyone, so he came here to ask." Based on the available information, Hill came up with such an inference, "Miss Anna left the school this morning, and she may have been picked up by Phil. What happened after that is temporarily unknown."

As soon as Hill finished speaking, Stark had already dialed the number - he couldn't get through, he cursed secretly, leaning on the edge of the bed and just sat up when someone knocked on the door, Steve finished talking with a teenager, walked in to check the situation .

"Are you talking about Anna?" Although he only met once, Steve was deeply impressed by this well-behaved and sensible little neighbor.

How could it be involved in the attack?

The captain talked to Stark, and Hill walked aside to contact S.H.I.E.L.D., and later gave a clear answer: "Temporarily locked at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, everyone is safe."

"Reason?" If it's because his attention affected her, damn it, Stark coughed and grabbed his jacket, got out of bed and called MK42.

Steve also frowned, "Is there a reason?"

"Phil doesn't think she's human." Hill repeated what the other party said.

Hearing this, Stark was not surprised. He still wanted the suit, but was stopped by Steve, "Don't be impulsive." Then he turned to Hill and asked, "Do you know the exact location?"

The author has something to say: Hill: Arthur, what do you misunderstand about Washington?