[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

Of course Moriarty would not explain whether he was gay or not, but just smiled at Lydia.

Lydia just said it casually, and didn't care who he was interested in. Anyway, there are more than 800 million people in London, and she knows no more than one hand. This probability is too small.

The two of them didn't know where to go after they left the coffee shop. Lydia had never been shopping when she and Moriarty were in love before, and she didn't want to go shopping now, probably because Moriarty had That "person of interest", Lydia keenly felt that his attitude towards her was different from before.

And she herself was less interested in Moriarty than she had been.

Just when she was about to say goodbye to Moriarty, the other party's cell phone rang suddenly, and it was the song "To Live" by the Bee Gees. Lydia looked at Moriarty and said, "Why haven't you changed it yet?" Drop this ringtone? I thought this song didn't suit you well before."

"I'm used to it." Moriarty shrugged, slowly took out the phone from his pocket, looked at the caller ID on the screen, but didn't answer the phone, "So what song do you think is more suitable for me? "

"I don't know either." Lydia paused, and then said sincerely, "At least it should be a more serious one. Listening to your song, I always feel that you will dance in the next second."

Hearing what she said, Moriarty grinned and bared his fangs again, and actually squirmed a few times on the street following the ringtone of his mobile phone, completely ignoring his attire as an elite in the industry.

"But I just like this song." Moriarty raised his eyebrows, and his beautiful big eyes looked shiny, like a happy child.

Lydia raised her hands as if admitting defeat, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, answer the phone quickly."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything more. When he answered the phone, all the smiles on his face disappeared. Lydia stood aside and looked at his expression. The person who called seemed to talk a lot. Moriarty was basically listening to the other party.

He noticed Lydia's lingering eyes on his face, raised his eyes and made a grimace at her with his mobile phone: "Annoying subordinate."

Lydia nodded understandingly, and her cell phone rang in the next second. She looked at the call, and it was from Coulson. She looked at Moriarty, who was still on the phone, and picked up the call. Picked up the phone: "Colson, what's the matter?"

"Are you abroad?" Coulson asked casually, and then quickly skipped the topic, "Well, it doesn't matter, you told me last week that you wanted to treat the wounded, I have already submitted it, I just now After receiving the reply, the higher authorities have decided to let you participate in today's operation."

Lydia had grown enough hair during this time, and wanted to try real wounded people, but no one was injured in X Academy, and she didn't want to make a cut in her hand to practice abilities, so she gave Coulson made a phone call.

She originally thought it would be good if S.H.I.E.L.D. could get her to the hospital, but she didn't expect to go to the scene for treatment.

Feel a little interesting.

It was hard for her to refuse the proposal in her heart. The high heels on her feet turned subconsciously on the ground. She glanced at Moriarty who was still on the phone and asked, "Who else is going with me?"

"Captain." Coulson paused, and quickly added, "This task is not difficult, but some people are injured, and ordinary doctors can't get in. If they are dragged out to rescue them all, some people may die."

"If I can treat it, I want a reward of three thousand dollars." Lydia thought for a while and said, Coulson agreed without saying a word.

"Assemble at S.H.I.E.L.D. within 10 minutes." Coulson hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Lydia put away her phone, and just as Moriarty finished calling, they looked at each other and said at the same time, "I..."

Lydia shrugged: "You speak first."

"I'm here to live." Moriarty said without giving in at all, and Lydia nodded: "Me too."

She took a step forward with her right foot, stepped on the gap between Moriarty's feet, leaned forward slightly, and was very close to him.

Lydia smiled slowly: "To be honest, Jim, shopping with you is really boring."

Moriarty wanted to smile when he heard what she said, but as soon as the corners of his mouth raised, Lydia suddenly turned her head slightly, kissed him on the cheek, and then quickly backed away: "Farewell kiss. "

Lydia blinked at him, and took a few steps backwards: "No need to send it off, ex-boyfriend, I hope you have a good time, and I will come to listen to your story when I come to London next time."

Moriarty touched his cheek and showed a happy smile again. Seeing Lydia turn around, he also turned around and walked towards the other side of the street.

Lydia turned a corner and teleported to S.H.I.E.L.D. from an inconspicuous corner. When she reached the downstairs of S.H.I.E.L.D., it was less than 5 minutes after she hung up the phone.

She glanced at the phone, and the phone automatically switched back to the time zone. It was obviously past twelve o'clock just now, and now it has returned to past seven in the morning.

The door of S.H.I.E.L.D. was not opened, and Lydia stood downstairs and called Coulson.

Half an hour later, Lydia and Steve were standing in the cockpit of an invisible Quinjet fighter jet, flying over the sea, with a hijacked ship below them.

Coulson looked at them, and finally reiterated their mission: "Captain, your mission is to rescue the hostages, and try not to hurt the hostages."

He turned to Lydia: "Lydia, your task is to assist the captain and sneak into the hostages to treat the injured."

Lydia looked at Coulson, twitched the corners of her mouth and agreed. When she got on the plane, Coulson said that she was dressed too brightly, so she insisted on changing her clothes, and changed them into something less conspicuous. The makeup made her a little unhappy even now.

Steve is an old friend of Lydia, and he also knows that she has supernatural powers, so he was not surprised when he learned that she was involved in this operation, but he was a little curious that she suddenly had healing skills again.

It wasn't until the two of them were standing at the door of the cabin, one behind the other, that Steve asked, "When did you gain healing skills?"

Lydia was carrying a parachute bag to watch. Hearing this, she glanced at him, raised her mouth and tilted her head at him: "Today."

Steve frowned slightly incomprehensibly, but the pilot had already opened the cabin door, and the bitter wind from high altitude was blowing in, Lydia's long brown hair was blown into a mess, she squinted her eyes and closed it against the wind With long hair, he let go of his voice and asked, "Are you first or me first?"

She didn't wait for Steve to answer, she answered the question herself: "Let me go first."

Lydia turned around and threw the umbrella bag in the direction of Coulson in a shooting posture. She raised her eyebrows and laughed: "Free falling from high altitude is much more enjoyable than bungee jumping."

She took two steps forward, stood at the door of the cabin, touched her pocket containing cash, turned her back to the door, a bright smile appeared on her face with light makeup, her green eyes were so bright It's impossible to look at.

She opened her hands and fell backwards, flying out of the cabin in a flash: "Captain, I'll be waiting for you on the boat!"

Although Steve knew that the other party had supernatural powers, he felt a little worried when he saw her like this. He looked at Coulson, who calmly held the parachute bag Lydia threw to him, with a calm tone: "Lydia's ability is very special, don't worry."

Steve didn't say any more, and left the cabin with his shield in hand.

However, just a few seconds later, Lydia had disappeared below, and he didn't find Lydia's shadow until he fell into the sea.

Of course Lydia will be fine, she teleported herself into the cabin not far away not long after she fell freely, before Steve outside fell into the sea, Lydia had already mixed into the hostages.

Although the teleportation ability is not cheap, but fortunately it is very smart. When the guard in the room was distracted, she appeared in his visual blind spot, and did not even alarm the hostages.

This is a boat for fun in the offshore, and the tourists on it are basically ordinary people. The boat was hijacked last night, and the hostages squatted in this cabin for a whole night. Everyone is a bit listless at the moment. .

No wonder Coulson wanted to change her clothes, otherwise she would be too conspicuous in the crowd.

In order to control the hostages, the terrorists who held these people shot a few people when they boarded the boat. At this moment, the wounded were placed in front of the crowd.

Lydia moved her feet and moved forward. The middle-aged woman squatting in front of her glanced at her. Lydia's hair was a little messed up by the wind when she landed. She didn't deliberately hit her right now. Reasonable, it looks no different from the hostages squatting here.

She adjusted her state, pursed her lips and forced a smile at the middle-aged woman, and said in a low voice, "My feet are a little numb, and I want to move a little."

Everyone can understand this, and the middle-aged woman didn't say a word, and silently made room for her. Lydia just moved forward little by little. She didn't move to the front of the crowd, that's too much. It was conspicuous, and she stopped when she could see the wounded on the ground.

She glanced at the terrorist guarding the door. The man was yawning and didn't look at her. She just sat on the ground and exchanged her latest new skill with a note.

Lydia chose a person who was wounded in the abdomen as the first treatment object. Just as she was trying to control the cell activity of the opponent and pushed the bullet out of the body, the hatch suddenly opened, and a terrorist in a uniform pushed in. He opened the door, glanced around among the hostages, and ordered a few people: "Come out."

Lydia's mind was full of pictures of the cell activity in the injured person's body. She didn't react for a while, and was directly dragged up by the terrorist at the door. She showed a fearful expression on the surface, but she was a little impatient in her heart.

However, although the wounded's bullet was not taken out, the wound was not as deep as before, and the blood flow rate also dropped a lot, so he shouldn't be able to die for a while.

Lydia took one last regretful look at the row of wounded on the ground, and was pushed out of the cabin by the terrorists.