[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

This is not the first time Lydia has been kidnapped. After following Chaoying for a long time, it makes people feel embarrassed to have no wonderful experience, not to mention Lydia herself is not an ordinary person.

The place where she woke up this time was not a dilapidated room or an uncreative place like an unfinished building.

On the contrary, this place looks quite advanced, similar to the villain's base she imagined.

She was locked in a square transparent glass case, like a rare item to be watched.

The outside of the glass enclosure looks like a laboratory, and the people outside are busy and seem to be sorting things out.

Lydia lay on the bed and looked out with half-closed eyes, waiting patiently for them to disappear.

She changed all the clothes on her body, and now she was wearing a loose gown with white background and blue dots, a pullover, without any pockets all over her body, it looked like a beautiful hospital gown.

She sat on the bed and waited for a while. No one in the laboratory paid attention to her. They were all packing the things in the experimental containers. Her corner seemed to be forgotten.

Lydia's patience was very good, she kept her original posture, waiting for them to leave.

"It has been detected that you have woken up." A somewhat mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "You are now underground in the suburbs of New York."

The universal butler of the Stark family said calmly, "The monitoring records of the room have been falsified."

At this time, the last white coat hurriedly ran out of the laboratory. Lydia stepped on the cold ground with bare feet, turned the transparent doorknob and walked out.

I don't know if the things in Tony's hands are too black technology, or the people here don't care, her earrings are completely ignored, and she can still contact Jarvis now.

She looked up at the camera, which was already an ornament, and a smile slowly appeared on her face. There are still many things that have not been taken away from the experimental table, and there are still some residual liquids in the glass instruments used in the experiment, with various colors. It just looks weird.

Lydia glanced at it twice and then looked away. She couldn't understand this, and she didn't really want to understand it.

It's just that there was a slight knock on the door that was just closed at this moment, which sounded very eye-catching in this room where there was no one else but her. Lydia casually found an Erlenmeyer flask on the table and held it Hand, carefully moved to the door.

The other party was delayed at the door for a while, probably being held back by someone, but the well-sound-proof laboratory door could not hear the sound from outside at all.

After Lydia stood at the door and waited for a while, a man in a white coat walked in. He looked unsuspecting, and went straight to the laboratory table after entering the door.

Lydia closed the door behind him and smashed the Erlenmeyer flask on the back of his head.

The shattered glass not only smashed the other party's head to bleed, but also pierced Lydia's hand, but the bottle is not hard enough, even if the other party is just a weak researcher, he still maintains wide awake.

Before the other party opened his mouth to scream, Lydia found a small flask from the table and stuffed the round end into the other party's mouth, blocking all his voice.

Anyone who has eaten a light bulb knows that it is easy to stuff it into your mouth. If you want to take it out, you have to go to the hospital. You will never be able to take it out. After a long time, Lydia finally remembered the "experiment" they had thrown in the corner.

Lydia smiled at him tenderly, but the movement of her hand was completely opposite to the expression on her face. The injured right hand grabbed the black hair at the back of the other's head fiercely, and blood flowed down the back of her hand to her forearm.

But as if she couldn't feel the pain, she turned the thin man's head over with all her strength, and slammed it hard towards the corner of the table.

This blow was much more ruthless than the Erlenmeyer flask just now, and the opponent quickly passed out.

Lydia wiped the blood on her hands with the inside of her hospital gown, then took off the researcher's clothes and put them on her body, and asked quite comfortably: " Have you notified S.H.I.E.L.D.? This is work."

"It has been notified 13 minutes ago." Jarvis said calmly, and then continued, "Sir, they are all fine through monitoring. They are locked in different places."

"Hmm." Lydia tucked her blood-stained hospital gown into the researcher's black trousers, "Why did they retreat?"

"I don't know." Jarvis replied quickly, "The base information has been deleted, and there is no useful information."

"Okay." Lydia put on the researcher's white coat, sorted out her image, and finally put the square glasses dropped on the ground on the bridge of the nose, slumped her shoulders, and stretched the muscles on her face He also relaxed a little, showing a dull expression that belonged to a researcher.

And in order not to be seen at a glance, the real researcher has been dragged to a corner by Lydia. A round-bottomed flask, this image makes anyone who sees it sad and hears it cry.

Lydia looked at him and apologized without sincerity: "I'm really sorry baby, but I can be regarded as saving you from the dark organization. You might have to thank me when you wake up."

This frivolous tone was completely inconsistent with her expression at the moment, but she soon recovered and said to Jarvis, "Who is closest to me? Show me the way."

She took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the laboratory.

It looked like two worlds inside and outside the door. The laboratory was cold and quiet, but the corridor outside was full of people. It couldn't be called noisy, but it definitely couldn't be called quiet either.

An octopus logo was pasted on the wall of the corridor. A group of gentle and harmless white coats passed the door like a flock of sheep, and many of them carefully held various experimental results in their hands.

She joined the group without hesitation, looking like a drop of water into the river, completely unnoticed by anyone.

When he was about to reach the fork in the road, Jarvis suddenly said: "Turn right here."

Lydia left the team naturally, and the group of white coats were not very enthusiastic. Most of the researchers only cared about the progress of their research, even if they found that the path she was taking was different from their own. , and just glanced at it twice before continuing to move forward.

She followed Jarvis' prompt and turned another corner, and suddenly there were fewer people in front of her. However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind her, with an accent, as if every word was rolling through her throat Just say it once: "Good morning, dear."