What does it mean to move the interrogation room to the bedroom?
You are such a clever little guy!
Russell scolded the messenger, thinking that he was a pervert who couldn't walk when he saw a woman. Was he that kind of person?
"Sir, if you say you are not that kind of person, then why are you hunching over? Why are you talking with your back straight..."
The messenger murmured in a low voice and left very depressed. The female agent's face was flushed, the zipper on her chest was pulled down a lot, and her hands and feet twitched from time to time. It was obvious that something indescribable had happened. The interrogation continued in the bedroom. What's wrong?
It wasn't until he conveyed Russell's order to cancel the alarm that he realized that the interrogation room had an adjustable metal seat.
…
trial room!
Natasha was fixed on the metal chair, her long hair hanging in front of her body, her head lowered and she was still awake. As you can imagine, many movies without subtitles and with full Japanese dialogue have this kind of opening.
Russell sat opposite, with his legs crossed and stroking the cat. Next to him was Jason, who had his hands behind his back, his little brother and his pets. He had everything the BOSS had.
He did not rush to start the interrogation, but took out the photos from the digital camera and compared them with the 20G "Ashley Encyclopedia". The two completely different faces. If there is anything in common, they are both very beautiful. There are two eyes and one nose.
This made Russell feel a little confused. He couldn't tell which Marvel world he was in. If it was a Marvel movie, there shouldn't be a Black Widow in this era. But if it’s a comic book world, that’s even more wrong. Hydra doesn’t only have the Red Skull, and the commander of the Howling Commandos shouldn’t be Steve, but Nick Fury...
Speaking of which, who came up with the name One-Eyed Man?
The previous plot between Steve and Schmidt made Russell once think that he was in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, but the appearance of Black Widow made him a little unsure again.
"Snapped!"
Russell snapped his fingers, and Jason picked up the bucket on the side and poured the full bucket of ice water on Natasha.
Natasha was aroused by the cold water and woke up from her drowsiness instantly. She opened her eyes slightly and adjusted the focus. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Russell clearly.
"Who are you anyway?"
In this situation, Natasha concluded that Russell's identity was by no means as simple as a researcher. He had a very high status in this base.
Russell didn't say anything and was busy petting the cat. At this time, Jason strode forward and punched Natasha in the face, beating her so hard that her nose started to bleed.
"Jason, what are you doing?" Russell was shocked and scolded him fiercely: "Idiot, how many times have I told you that women are meant to be hurt, but not in this way."
Jason: (._.)
Russell scolded Jason, stood up, walked to Natasha, and wiped the nosebleed from her mouth in a very gentlemanly manner: "Sorry, Jason is still a child and not very sensible."
Natasha's face turned dark when she heard this. A fool also knew that Jason's actions were directed by Russell, and this explanation was too perfunctory. Who is teasing a child who is two meters tall and covered with flesh?
Russell returned to his seat, continued to cross his legs, put one hand between his legs to play with the cat, and turned a pen on the table with the other hand: "Agent Romanoff, in this room, only I can ask questions, do you understand?"
When Natasha heard her name being read out, her muscles tensed in shock and her heart stopped for a moment. After all, she is one of the top agents in the world, and her emotional changes will not be shown on her face. She said coldly: "You have the wrong person. My name is not Romanov."
"Oh, what should I call you?"
"Ksena Kabaeva!"
Natasha gave a name, a traceable, real name, the identity she would use during this mission.
"Really..." Russell dropped the pen in his hand and looked at Natasha with slightly narrowed eyes: "It sounded like a fake name. I thought you would say your name was Natalia!"
This was not Russell's nonsense. He remembered that Natasha's real name was 'Natalia What What What What What What'. That's 'Natasha Romanoff'.
Sure enough, after being dug out of her real name from many years ago, Natasha finally stopped hiding it. She said decisively: "Where did you get the information? My past has been deleted, you shouldn't know this."
Jason strode forward again and punched Natasha in the face. The reason was simple. Russell was the only one in this room qualified to ask questions.
"Jason, don't be like this. Agent Romanoff relies on his face for a living. Can you afford to pay for it if he's broken?" Russell reprimanded Jason loudly, coughed and continued to Natasha: "To answer your question just now, I'm famous. Black Widow, many people know about you, just search online and you will find it, there is nothing surprising about it.”
Natasha snorted and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit: "You do know about the 'Red Room', but you overestimate me. Only the best agents can inherit the title of 'Black Widow', and I am not one yet."
"You're not the Black Widow yet?" Russell looked at Natasha in surprise, as if he thought of something, and stared at the scars on Natasha's face. As a super agent and future superhero, Natasha's The ability to withstand blows is terrible.
How can you be a superhero if you can't even take a beating?
Natasha shouldn't be so weak, at least she wouldn't be punched so hard by Jason that her cheeks would be swollen and her nose would bleed.
unless……
Russell's thoughtful eyes made Natasha shiver, and she had a premonition that she was going to be unlucky.
Sure enough, Russell seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes flashed, he raised his hand and pointed at Natasha, and coldly uttered two words: "Beat her!"
Without saying a word, Jason stood in front of Natasha, opened his fists left and right, and punched Natasha's face one after another, which soon caused a bruised and swollen face.
The latter was overwhelmed and passed out from the pain. His long hair was stuck with blood and fell down in strips.
"So weak, her physique is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, and she has not yet obtained the title of Black Widow..." Russell smiled and nodded to Jason. Jason understood and picked up another bucket of ice. Water poured from Natasha's head.
Water droplets dripped from her body and gathered into a large puddle on the ground. Natasha woke up from her coma with a groan. She opened her eyes with difficulty, her mouth was filled with the sweet taste of blood, and the burning sensation on her face kept irritating her nerves.
This was very different from the interrogation she had expected. She thought the interrogation room would be in a bedroom, and there would be a blanket even if there was no bed. But the enemy was so cruel that her beauty was of no use, and she would have to shed at least a layer of skin if she wanted to escape successfully.
Russell asked with great anticipation: "Agent Romanoff, you haven't been transformed by the Red Room yet?"
Natasha shook her head: "I don't know what you are talking about. I have never heard that the Red Room will reform its agents. You are mistaken in asking."
"You're asking for trouble. Why don't you answer my questions honestly?" Russell picked up the hair on the back of the Thunder Beast's neck and placed it on the ground. The latter came to Natasha on a catwalk.
a cat! ?
Natasha's expression remained unchanged and she looked at the thunder beast at her feet without saying a word, wondering what kind it was. The cat's hair explodes like static electricity. The blue hair is very strange and may be the product of genetic mutation.
Under Natasha's gaze, the Thunder Beast stood in front of the water, raised its front paws and patted it into the water. Immediately afterwards, the white light suddenly lit up, and the electric current was directed into Natasha's body along the accumulated water, causing her whole body to tremble.
"Crackling!!"
“Ahhhh————”
Several crisp sounds of popping beans came from Natasha, and Russell gave her a strange look. He had already searched her before the interrogation. Logically speaking, there should be no place to hide anything, but this burnt smell What's going on again.
The Thunder Beast was electrified for five seconds, then gently raised its paw. After Natasha took a moment to breathe, she pressed her paw against the water again. After repeating it five times, Natasha rolled her eyes, breathed out smoke and completely passed out.
I don't know if it was Russell's illusion, but Natasha seemed to have lost something, and there was more water on the ground.
Russell picked up the thunder beast, stroked it twice and put it back on the table. He came to Natasha, put his five fingers on her head... and began to recite the spell.
Slavery spell!
An ordinary person who has not yet been strengthened and possesses the qualifications of a superhero should not give up the subordinates who come to his door in vain.
Blood dripped, Natasha's mental power was extremely repulsive to Russell, and her enslavement skills failed.
The second time I tried the enslavement skill, the situation was similar and it still failed.
the third time……
"Thunder Beast, shock her!"
"嗼嗼~~"
"Crackling!!!"
"Uh...ah! Well, well, ah~~~"
The third enslavement skill was successfully cast. Russell looked at the latest enslavement contract and fell into deep thought. So, Bucky's failure was because the battery was too low?
