At midnight, close to 1 a.m., young investigative journalist Eddie Brown.
Brooke woke up suddenly.He opened his eyes in the darkness and looked around a little dazedly, he fumbled to turn on the lamp at the head of the bed, and in the dim light he saw the familiar arrangement of furniture, and saw the wall in front of him with frescoes.This is his home in San Francisco.He stood up a little dazed, walked around the house, and took a bottle of water out of the fridge, which he felt as if he had drunk too much and then broke off.He had no memory of how he got home.His memory was still the day before, when he had made a deal with the drunken chef and was slowly driving into the secret base in Kansas in a car full of ingredients.All the memories that followed were gone.It's like it's been deleted, it's clean, and no matter how hard Eddie tries to remember, he can't remember what happened yesterday.He fumbled around his clothes with some irritability, and finally found a voice recorder in the pocket of his clothes, and his notebook, in which he also had a note.Eddie picked up the note, and there was a sentence on it."
By the time you see this note, you've forgotten about that interview, but it's definitely true."
It was his own handwriting, exactly the same, it was written by his own hand, as if to remind himself of it.Eddie suspiciously opened the recorder and flipped through the notebook.The next moment, his own voice sounded in the voice recorder: "I'm ready, Mr.
Agent, can I get started?"
”"Of course."
He was answered by another voice, hoarse, low, somewhat gloomy, very much in line with the character of the agents."
First question, is this base specifically used to imprison radical mutants?""
No, that's not accurate, Mr.
Eddie.Let me explain it to you. ”The voice spoke without hurrying: "This base is not a shelter, it is for some dangerous, unusual prisoners.Whether or not a prisoner is thrown into this base depends not on whether he is a mutant or not, but on how he is in society. ”"Only criminals are sent here, and the people who are held here are also people who pose a great threat to social order.""
So you decided to build this base with the government's authorization?"
Eddie hears his own voice ring again, in exactly the same style as his interview, sharp and straight to the point.Another voice replied, "No, we have a higher mandate from the World Security Council's decision-making department on mutant matters. ”Eddie listened to the 30-minute recording of the interview while looking through his notebook, and the facts were exactly the same, unless it was a premeditated falsification in advance, it must have been his own work.But Eddie's inner question was not answered, and after listening to the recording, he dug through his backpack and found his camera from it.In the camera's vault, there are more than 70 photographs, all of which record the interior of the ghost base.But Eddie also doesn't remember the circumstances under which he recorded the photos.He had an unexplained fear in his heart, and he subconsciously looked out of the window, as if in the dark night outside the window, there was an invisible ghost staring at him."
Ding, ding, ding" Just when Eddie was suspicious, his phone suddenly rang, startling him.The investigative reporter picked up his phone, it was his editor-in-chief, and he connected it, and he asked, "Bauer, what's the matter?"
”"Eddie, I heard you finished interviewing the Kansas base?"
The editor-in-chief's voice of irrepressible joy came from the phone, and he asked, "Have you collected first-hand information about that mutant base?"
”"I've got it."
Eddie said, "Not only the photos, but also the interview with the base officer...""
You're yours, Eddie!"
The editor-in-chief exclaimed, "This is fantastic!
We're going to be the first media to publish this material, and we're going to grab the breaking point, Eddie, I know you're tired, and it's certainly not easy to deal with those agents, but I still hope you'll get it to me tomorrow morning, and we'll have to dig up more useful information as soon as possible. ”"Still, Eddie, I'm curious, how the hell did you do that?
I can understand sneaking into the base, but you also got an interview with the Chief, oh my God, it's almost unimaginable. ”Editor-in-chief Bauer asked curiously, and Eddie himself didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only vaguely say, "Sorry, Bauer, I don't want to talk about this." ”"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."
The editor-in-chief, who smelled the smell of big news, hurriedly said: "I can understand, you investigative journalists have your own way, I shouldn't ask this question, it's my fault."
Get some rest, Eddie, and we'll see you at the office tomorrow morning. ”With that, the editor-in-chief hung up the phone.Eddie heard the hang up sound on the phone, and he fumbled out a bottle of beer, walked to the window, and opened it.He looked out the window at the night, and in the dark night, he poured himself a large sip of beer, and he raised his hand to look at the note in his hand, which was written in his own handwriting, and after several minutes, Eddie finally made up his mind.He decided to believe in himself.But at the same time, he became more and more curious about the base, and the agent chief who had been interviewed by him.He also had a hunch that perhaps in the not-too-distant future, he would meet the mysterious Mr.
Agent again.——————————————— Merlin didn't care that in faraway San Francisco, a reporter had his eye on him.The importance of this matter is not even in the top 30 of all the important things that Merlin has to deal with at the moment.At this time, in the conference room on the fourth basement floor of S.D.O.L.D. headquarters in New York, Merlin and his commanders were sitting together, discussing a recent and intensifying incident.The disappearance of mutants is intensifying and is getting faster and faster."
It's not just the radical mutants who are missing, sir."
Coulson, who had arrived from Philadelphia, looked a little tired, he clicked on the computer keyboard at hand, and on the projection screen in front of everyone, a bird's-eye map of North America appeared, marked with many red dots."
It's all the disappearances that happened on the mainland in the last seven days of the week, and most of them are radical mutants who should be captured, but a small number are mutants who maintain neutrality," Coulson said. ”"Our agents searched the scene of several disappearances in Philadelphia, and as before, there were no suspicious traces, and some witnesses said that the missing people left their homes with their usual faces and were never seen again.""
There's no doubt that the mysterious marauder isn't content to harvest the bad guys anymore."
Melinda said in a low tone: "After receiving the order from headquarters, I sent agents to lurk near some mutant habitats, but there was nothing wrong with those mutants we were concerned about, that guy seemed to be aware of the people we were protecting, and it was very cautious in choosing targets, and before we could react, those people had disappeared." ”"The problem now is, we don't know what the hell this guy is doing with these mutants."
Merlin looked at the projection in front of him, and he was holding a note in his hand with a large "?
”Next to the note, there was a stack of information about the missing mutants.Barbie and Tripp have analyzed the identities of the missing people, but have not found any clues to their connection.In other words, when the mysterious guy plundered these mutants, he didn't seem to have a very clear purpose, and it seemed like picking targets at random.But Merlin could sense that this was not the case, and that there must be something in common among these missing mutants that attracted the mysterious marauder ghost."
Maybe it's another nefarious study of mutant genes, maybe it's to reunite a dangerous force after Magneto, maybe it's for some other purpose."
Merlin shook his head, and he said, "There is so little information available that we can't infer or even guess, which is terrible. ”"But one thing is for sure."
Merlin looked at his subordinates and said, "His predatory operations are becoming unbridled, and as of now, he doesn't include moderate mutants, so I suspect it's a form of punishment...
A symbolic clean-up operation. ”"If he continues to behave like this, then soon, he will find us head."
Merlin said meaningfully: "Now the place where a large number of radical mutants gather on the continent is in the ghost base, perhaps, we can use this to lure him out." ”"We're going to find a way to fix this before it gets to the extreme, before it causes a new round of panic among the mutant community."
Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the note in his hand, and said, "I have made a request to the Continental Hotel, and next week, they will provide us with all the information they have about the radical mutants at once, and you, in the shortest possible time, will arrest these guys and send them to the ghost base." ”Merlin's finger moved for a moment, and he said, "I'll ask the Trident headquarters to mobilize a special response force to assist you in your capture efforts, as long as we move fast enough, then we can solve this problem before the next appearance of this mutant marauder." ”Merlin's request made the other commanders nod their heads, and it wasn't a clever trick to set up a decoy, but it was often useful."
But sir, if the purpose of this marauder is really to collect mutant genes, then opening the ghost base as an ambush is equivalent to opening the door to the rice barn for hungry rats."
Mike, the tower-like agent commander sitting on the side, said in a deep voice, "If our ambush plan fails, then the marauder will be able to easily achieve all his goals...
I mean, if we can't stop him, if we can't catch him, then we're helping him. ”"Yes, you're right, Mike."
Merlin nodded, and he said to Mike and the others, "So the matter of setting up an ambush at the ghost base is a backup plan at the bottom of the box.I didn't intend to do it right away. ”Merlin said, "I'll try again my way, and if I can find that mysterious marauder in advance, then we don't need to make such a risky plan."
But I can't tell you what I did. ”Merlin said: "Judging from the current situation, this guy is likely to have great mind control, like Professor Charles's ability, and I can't guarantee that he won't hide in the shadows and peep into your mind, so I can't risk it." ”Merlin rubbed his forehead, his mind was fixed with Occlumency, he didn't need to worry about his mind being invaded silently, but not others.For this kind of ethereal, but extremely threatening mind controller, he must be fully prepared before acting.He took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, then stood up, picked up the clothes that had been placed on the side of the chair, and said to the others, "Let's go, I'll treat you to a late-night snack and go enjoy your weekend." ”"Starting next Monday, guys, you're going to get busy again
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