Coulson let go of the belt in his hand and gently patted the non-existent dust on his hand."
The target was to cut the restraints with a knife and apparently escaped through the back door."
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the psychiatric hospital nurse standing by the wall, although he had another guess in his heart, but he didn't say anything without evidence, but asked again: "When was the last time you noticed that blonde man, and did anyone else enter this room?"
”"When I made rounds at noon, I found that he was missing, and if an outsider really came in, it would definitely not be through the front door."
The caregiver replied.Coulson glanced at the footprints on the ground, in addition to the footprints of the nurse and the strong man, there was also a series of strange small footprints, the man seemed to have been walking on tiptoe, could it be a thief?"
How?
Agent Coulson, you know we're not lying this time, right?
When will the car be returned to us?
”Jane asked anxiously, there were astronomical research materials for the three of them all the time in the car, and there were many expensive instruments, many of which were rented, and they couldn't be damaged by these people in black.Originally, it was unlucky enough to go to the police station to record a confession after hitting someone last night to save someone, but this morning I was picked up by a group of CIA agents, and I asked back and forth who they saw last night?
What's so special about that person?
Did he mention the hammer thing?
A whole bunch of bizarre questions.Then some of the agents with hair loss detained the RV of the three and forced them to take him to the person who was hit, so several people went to the hospital first, and then learned that the long-haired man was transferred, and the group went to the mental hospital again, only to find that the target was missing.Coulson smiled and nodded at the three of them: "Your vehicles and on-board instruments are requisitioned by the state, if you have any objections, please call the State Department." ”"Do you know what kind of equipment is in the car?
Gamma ray deep space sonde!
Dr.
Dein's precious relic, there are less than ten such vehicle-mounted instruments in the world, and it is a priceless treasure!
And that data, you have to give it back to us!
”Jane's patience reached its limit, and she frantically grabbed her hair and shouted at Coulson.The equipment was estimated to be worth hundreds of millions, and it was borrowed by Professor Schalvig through favors, and if it was damaged by someone else, she would have been a doctor herself, and astronomy was purely a hobby.But I didn't expect to go to night school to study casually, and I was valued by the industry by writing a random paper, and I was recruited by industry bigwigs, and I sent several papers in a few years, and I got a doctorate in one breath, and I was confused and brought my own student - Daisy under the persuasion of his mentor Scharvig.She did not teach at the school, but only hung the honorary title of associate professor, and devoted herself to Professor Schalweig, an expert in astrophysics, and received the salary that the school gave her as a personal doctor, not as a teacher.He was old, and astronomy often had to run around the world to look at the stars, so who could be more suitable than Jane Foster, who knew both medical and astronomy?
As if he hadn't heard, Coulson smiled and took out a business card with only the phone number and his name, and inserted it into the hand of Dr.
Foster, who was dancing with teeth and claws: "I also know a little bit about gamma rays, they can turn you green, or blue, or get cancer."
I suggest that you don't play with cosmic rays in the future, optical telescopes are sometimes safer.Of course, the vehicle and instruments will be returned to you after the inspection, if the losses incurred during the period are borne by our CIA, is there any problem?
”"We're going to sue you!
You don't have a warrant," Daisy peeked out from behind Jane and spoke quickly and inwardly, seeing the agent's gaze turn to her, she retracted her head like a little squirrel, hiding behind the teacher, and didn't finish her sentence."
Please, I'm a Coulson agent in the Caribbean Division of the CIA, and you can report to my superiors at Langley, thank you for your cooperation."
Coulson's face still did not change, he walked out of the door with a smile, and pressed the intercom in his ear: "Hawkeye, lift the encirclement and close the team."
Imitation bird, go to check the road monitoring, someone preempted us and found the means of transportation. ”What about Wade and Thor at this time?
They were hitchhiking on the side of the road.The United States is known as a country on wheels, not only because of the high rate of vehicle ownership per capita, but also because of the country's unique road culture.In the era of the great development of the west, there were still horse-drawn carriages, coachmen and dart riders, who were responsible for the flow of goods between the east and west coasts, and some transportation hubs along the way, so many small towns that relied on logistics routes were born.In modern times, horse-drawn carriages have become big trucks, coachmen have become long-distance drivers, and everything else has remained the same.A long Gobi Highway, as far away as the skyline, may have started out as a roadside fast-food restaurant somewhere on the way, converted from an old trailer car, and the food was surprisingly unpalatable, to entertain long-distance drivers for dinner.Some people like to eat and sleep rather than sleep in a car, so some businessmen will build hotels next to restaurants.If a person sleeps empty, lonely and cold, then there will naturally be enthusiastic ladies to help these drivers solve their problems.The ladies had to spend when they made money, and then there was a market for both bars and shops, and these profiteering industries promoted the development of villages and towns.Of course, these places must have been black at first, but such natural settlements will soon be accompanied by government police stations and official institutions, and towns and villages along the highway will be formed.Many towns change due to the construction or abandonment of highways, and there are many 'ghost towns' in the interior of the United States, and modern people are more inclined to travel by car or plane.But even if it's been years, when you're standing next to an interstate, there's always a thumbs up to try your luck.Which car will stop?
What happens when you stop?
What kind of person is the driver?
Like a cat in a vacuum box, you never guess if it's dead or alive.It could be a sleepy driver looking for someone to talk to during a long journey, or a serial killer disguised as a well-wisher looking for a new target, but life has to be full of unknowns to have fun, right?
And this is really economical, Wade is very generous in eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and smoking, but in the choice of transportation to go out, it can be saved.At this time, he was holding a piece of cardboard with the words 'on the road' written on it, and was eating dust on the side of the road.If you want to get back to New York from New Mexico, you need to travel through about three-quarters of the United States, and this mission is not limited, and it is okay to teach this psychosis while walking.It's just that Thor has been standing on the side of the road like a stake, Wade himself has a stiff face with a smile, and still doesn't stop the car, and the drivers are not at all interested in seeing the two men stop the car.The midday sun was making both of them sweat, Wade's hair was sticking to his face, and his lips were dry and white."
Is this how mortals get around?"
Thor was also staggered, he didn't even care about the pretentious Old English, he just held up his sign to block the sun on his head: "Can't we fly to New York?"
”Wade glanced at him angrily and spat on the side of the road: "You pay for the plane ticket?"
And those who can't afford to get on a plane are called poor, not mortals, and you are like God. ”"I am God!
I'm Thor, the god of thunder!
”Thor's eyes widened like a cow's."
Okay, okay, it's God, right?
Don't get excited. ”Wade hurriedly reassured, blaming the sun for being too hot, he was so roasted that his brain didn't turn, and he almost forgot that the person next to him was a paranoiac, and it would be bad if it stimulated him to get sick.He took out a children's telescope from his small bag, the kind made of colored plastic, and looked into the distance along the road writhing in the heat.A pink Stark sedan drove in the distance, still the luxury version, Wade instantly selected the target, he put away the binoculars, and said to Thor: "Take off your clothes!"
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