This is what you know about feelings.
Barbara frowned and shook her head: "Director, I don't think the reason why Baker stayed for two months was to capture Maxim for me."
No one Baker wants to kill can survive twenty-four hours, unless you hide behind the scenes, but even if you hide behind the scenes, Baker will chase you. When you die, Baker will stop. .
This time?
But Baker let Maxim go, which makes it difficult to explain the problem.
Because he needs a scapegoat, and Maxim will be the perfect one. Even if the World-Destroying Witch is born, what evidence is there to prove that it was Baker who released her?
Just relying on Barbara’s proof?
Let’s not talk about whether Barbara is willing to provide it. Let’s just say that there is only a one-sided confession. Unless you want to break the rules of the game, otherwise, you have no reason.
Hill said, "Did Baker say we couldn't make arrests?"
Barbara thought for a while and said, "Although he didn't say it, it's obvious that in his opinion, we can't catch a magician who has lived for hundreds of years."
"How will you know if you don't try."
"..."
Hill stood up and looked at Barbara: "In short, the World-Destroying Witch will not come out until she can. I will find a way to communicate with the Federation to make them give up this idea."
The Federation never needs evidence to hold a grudge against a person. After all, what kind of evidence does the Federation need if it can hold a bag of laundry detergent and say it is a biological and chemical weapon?
at this time.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
"Director."
After Phil Coulson walked in, he glanced at Barbara sitting on the other side of the sofa, and then said to Hill: "Director, ten minutes ago, the SEC issued an investigation letter against Baker Morton."
Barbara looked at Colson and was slightly startled.
SEC?
Securities and Exchange Commission?
Why is this organization looking for Baker?
In fact.
Baker was also curious.
Baker looked at the investigative summons issued three days later in his hand. He looked at the beautiful investigator who came to his house to deliver the documents with a smile on his face and said: "Suspected of manipulating the stock market, suspected of insider trading, suspected of improper trading, wow, I'm not sure. I don’t know where I got all these charges.”
The beautiful investigator's expression was calm: "Mr. Morton, please come to the Securities Regulatory Building for questioning in three days."
"What if I don't go," Baker said.
"Then we will consider you guilty, and then it will be a federal case."
"real?"
"certainly."
"I'm so scared!"
"..."
Baker looked at the beautiful investigator with a dull expression, smiled coldly, used a little force with his hands, and directly tore off the investigation assistance notice on his hand: "Go back and tell the guys behind you that they want to play, and I will play with them. "
Said.
"Kodo!"
"Goo!"
"Ask her out!"
"Goo!"
The white-headed Kodo stood up and stood up to the ten-meter-high ceiling and stared at the beautiful investigator.
The latter was startled, glanced at Baker, turned around and left the apartment without saying anything.
"snort!"
"interesting."
The corner of Baker's mouth curled up. This was because he couldn't find any leverage against him, so he could only start from this aspect, right?
Manipulating the stock market?
You have the guts to arrest all the big families on Wall Street first.
insider trading?
Still the same as before.
Improper transaction?
This is completely a case of wanting to inflict a crime.
pity.
I am not a doormat like Superman.
If you don't play by the rules of the game, then don't expect me to play by the rules of the game.
Half an hour later.
The beautiful investigator returned to the Securities Regulatory Building and after knocking on an office door, she followed the director behind the desk and said, "Director."
The middle-aged, bald and slightly put on director looked over and said, "How is it? Has it been delivered?"
"He tore it up."
"Tear...tear?"
"Um."
"... Got it, go out."
"yes."
After the beautiful investigator left, the middle-aged balding man covered his forehead and was about to pick up the phone when a black mist came from the void and landed in the office, then transformed into Constantine Moulton. appearance.
The middle-aged balding man was startled: "Who are you?"
Baker tilted his head: "What do you think?"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled.
Baker opened his right hand, and the dark light penetrated from the seven orifices of the middle-aged balding man like a guiding thread.
Thirty seconds later.
The corners of Baker's mouth curved up slightly: "Bruce Treacy!"
This Bruce Treacy is a woman, 48 years old, professional, and the new federal director of the World Security Council.
This is to use him to establish his authority, right?
interesting.
I want to see if your son, daughter, brother, sister, brother, father, mother... will have such thoughts after they go to see Mephisto in a group.
Baker turned around and turned into black mist and left directly.
The next second.
It was like a jet-black stream of light traveling through the void, instantly blasting towards Washington.
five minutes later.
The beautiful investigator who seemed to be planning to repay this middle-aged bald man knocked on the door for a while and then opened the door and came out. Seeing the middle-aged bald man leaning on the chair with bleeding from his orifices, he immediately screamed at the top of his lungs. .
this moment.
The agents from the Securities Regulatory Bureau of Investigation suddenly thought that someone had attacked them by force.
Half an hour later.
Maria Hill, who was meeting with the new director, received a report from SHIELD New York. She took a deep breath and immediately looked at the very fashionable Bruce Trish and said in a deep voice: "Director Trish, I hope you will tell the truth. It was not you who attempted to investigate Baker Morton in the name of the Securities Regulatory Commission."
Trish drank the scented tea in her hand very elegantly: "Director Hill, are you investigating me?"
Hill shook his head: "No, I am protecting you."
Bruce Trish smiled elegantly: "Protect me? This is a white building, who dares to come."
Hill was expressionless: "Kingsley Harry was found dead in the office half an hour ago."
Trish paused slightly while drinking tea, then raised her head: "What?"
at this time.
Trish's personal phone rang.
Take a look.
Trish looked at Barbara. Hill understood, got up and walked towards the door. Then Trish took the phone and connected it.
Just when Hill opened the door.
Trixi, whose expression and speech were very elegant just now, raised her voice by at least fifteen decibels: "What, what did you say?"
Hill turned around and looked: "What's wrong?"
Trish's face turned pale, and after hanging up the phone, she wanted to go out.
Hill stopped directly at the door.
Trish looked at Hill and yelled, "Get out of the way."
"Unless Trishley told me what was going on beforehand," Hill said.
Trish looked at Hill: "My parents just passed away."
Hill narrowed his eyes and looked at Trish: "I'm sorry, but you can't go out now."
Trish: “…”
Baker took action.
This was Maria Hill's first reaction. She was as decisive as ever, and there was no concept of harming her wife and children.
Does the Federation really think they are dealing with an ordinary person?
Baker is an assassin.
Unparalleled Assassin.
Hill looked at Bruce Treacy in front of him in a deep voice: "Director, where are the rest of your family now?"
Trish looked at Hill for a moment and said, "He wouldn't dare."
A slightly mocking smile appeared on Hill's face.
He doesn't dare?
I'm afraid you may have some misunderstanding about Family Reunion Pizza Hut, which is famous in the dark world.
Trish immediately panicked, quickly contacted her son and daughter, and then immediately asked Secret Service agents to go to their location to pick them up.
but……
is that useful?
If Baker had hesitated at all, his peaceful life would have been broken by countless unscrupulous people.
To deal with these people, the only thing Baker has to do is to be more unscrupulous, cruel and ruthless than them.
"Boom!"
On Congress Avenue, a black car instantly flew into the air and exploded violently. The huge explosion instantly took away one of the young men who had just been picked up from a nightclub.
"Bang!"
At the entrance of a fashion store, a fashionable woman who was firmly protected by three Secret Service agents suddenly burst into flames. The scene was very horrifying and horrifying.
"call out!"
"Boom!"
A card with a note written on it came from the void and instantly penetrated the lawn in front of the white building.
ten minutes later!
"Boom!"
"Come in!"
"Sir!"
A SHIELD agent walked in with a card that had just appeared on the lawn outside, and handed it to Maria Hill: "Sir, this was found on the lawn outside ten minutes ago."
Hill took over, nodded, and then waited until the SHIELD agent left, then put the card in front of him and looked at it.
The card is blank, with three lines of words written in blood.
[Bruce Trish. 】
【die! 】
[Dark Magician Constantine! 】
Maria Hill's eyes narrowed.
Constantine?
At this moment, the phone rang. After Hill came back to his senses and answered the call, he listened to the report inside, hung up the phone with a soft hum, looked at Bruce Treacy in front of him, and said in silence: "Please forgive me! "
Bruce Treacy: "..."
died.
All dead.
At the very least, all of Bruce Treacy's family members had died just now, and the circumstances of their deaths were all unimaginable.
Hill was silent for a while, then turned to look at Barbara, who came with her and sat on the sofa.
Barbara took out her smartphone from her arms and sent a video directly to Baker.
Baker used to use a push-button cell phone. When he went on vacation during the Chinese New Year, Barbara replaced Baker with a brand new smartphone.
The video was connected quickly.
On the sofa in the apartment, Baker yawned: "What?"
Barbara frowned: "Are you at home?"
"if not."
Baker said, looking around on the phone, and then said to Barbara: "By the way, I was asked to attend some hearing in three days."
Barbara frowned: "I'm trying to figure it out."
"Need not!"
"What?"
"In the worst case, I'll run away."
"..."
Baker hung up the phone directly. Although he didn't really care about Constantine's identity being exposed, he still had to at least persist for a while.
You can't learn non-violence and non-cooperation from someone.
Yes or no.
Baker's brain circuit is very normal. He will kill anyone who wants to kill him. It's a very simple and simple truth. If Trish hadn't been in the white building at the end, Baker would have come directly to kill him in other places. Got her.
never mind.
Give her a week.
Baker felt that she had softened her heart after all. Until now, she was still thinking about the person who wanted to deal with her. After all, she was the only one left in that person's family. After all, she had to help organize the funerals for so many people.
Why.
I do have a soft heart.
Baker smacked his mouth, picked up the glass of bourbon he had just teleported back from Washington, and drank it down in one gulp.
Among the white buildings.
Barbara looked at the hung up phone, looked at Hill, and shook her head: "It shouldn't be him."
Even if Baker had done this, even if he could fly, there was no way he could have returned to New York from Washington so quickly.
Of course.
Regardless of whether it was Barbara or Hill, even though they had this irrefutable evidence in front of them, they were all sure that this was what Baker did.
Nothing else.
Intuition!
After all, Baker's last words just now were "In the worst case, I'll run away".
hehe.
A man who always denounced everything he didn't accept would suddenly say such cowardly words.
Then why did he say it.
no doubt.
No one would be stupid enough to admit that they killed someone, especially when the person they were speaking to was Baker Morton.
Hill looked at Bruce Trish who was sitting in the office chair with dull eyes, shook his head, put the card in his hand on Trish's desk, and then nodded towards Barbara, that's it. out.
One Trish is not worth the rift between SHIELD and Baker.
and……
Baker's last words were clearly that everyone should follow the rules honestly. If you lose, I will admit defeat. But if you don't follow the rules, I have a hundred ways to kill people and hurt your heart.
The most important thing.
Baker is also delivering a message to Hill via video conversation.
look.
I've given you my alibi. Don't trouble me. If you're in a hurry, I'll release the World-Destroying Witch tomorrow.
Exit the white building.
"What should we do now?"
"I'll go back to Sanfei, you go back to New York."
"……do not care?"
"hehe."
Hill shook his head: "Aegis protects world peace, not a person's safety. If this matter is taken care of, the Attorney General will probably come to me to question me."
Barbara: "..."
At night.
Barbara returned to Apartment 820.
"came back?"
"What are you doing?"
Barbara took off her coat and asked curiously as she watched Baker coming down the spiral staircase with a doll in his hand.
Baker shook the rag doll in his hand: "You mean this?"
Barbara nodded: "Yes, I didn't know you liked collecting dolls."
Baker smiled: "I found this from the wardrobe that Irene didn't move. I'll just use it for a while."
"use?"
"Um."
Baker's endless energy flowed into the rag doll in his hand, and then he fired up the rag doll and smiled at Barbara: "Have you ever heard of the dark curse?"
Said.
Baker connected the rag dolls with his hands in the air: "Come out!"
There was a bang.
The hanging rag doll changed instantly, and in an instant, a projection suddenly appeared above the rag doll.
The projection showed an office, and inside there was a woman with disheveled hair who looked neither elegant nor dignified at all.
Barbara looked at the woman in the projection and was slightly startled.
…
