When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 248 The 'Helper' Delivered to Your Door

There are countless betrayers in this world, and countless betrayals are being staged every minute and every second.

But the "betrayed" who knows how to call Calista's skills can be said to be quite rare, so rare that Coulson, a senior agent who specializes in dealing with supernatural events, has never heard of it.

Therefore, Nan Ke's waiting is destined to need to be calculated in a longer unit.

According to Nan Ke's own estimate, this unit may be a day, or a week, or a month if luck is worse.

It is said to hurry up sooner than later, but there are some things in the world that obviously cannot be transferred by personal will. You need to have enough patience to wait for a suitable time, a suitable opportunity, and a suitable person.

Sitting up from the soft bed, Nan Ke put on his clothes and took a brief wash.

It's rare to come to a private farm. Although the essence of this farm is the "guest house" of S.H.I.E.L.D., there are definitely a lot of things that a serious farm should have.

So Nan Ke is going to let go of his inner obsession with tasks today, to experience the farm life well, and to look at everything happening around him with a Saul attitude.

After all, so many Mary Su literary and film and television works say that boys who love to laugh are not bad luck.

Then when you are in urgent need of luck, maybe you can try to smile more. After all, even if it is useless to smile more, it is not a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, Nan Ke smiled at the bathroom mirror in front of him, then turned around and went back to the room to open the curtains.

Outside the window, there is an endless green lawn. Under the caress of the rising sun, Nan Ke can even see the dewdrops on the tip of the grass that have not yet evaporated.

In fact, the environment has a strong influence on a person. Staying in a cramped environment for a long time will inevitably make your character tend to be irritable; and when you are often in an open environment, the psychological state of the whole person will have changes. improved.

This, perhaps, is also the reason why rich people in the beautiful country like to live in farms and manors.

Just as Nan Ke adjusted his mentality and prepared to welcome the new day, the door of the room where Nan Ke was located was suddenly knocked from outside.

"Come in." Nan Ke said, "The door is unlocked."

Nan Ke has never had the habit of locking the door, nor has he seen anyone who has this habit.

So he often wonders, why is there a lock on the door?
'click'

Coulson pushed open the door, but no one came in. Instead, he showed half of his body and waved at Nan Ke, saying, "Come on."

"."

Nan Ke was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands to touch the corners of his mouth, gently pulled out an arc, and said to himself:
"Is that useful?"

When Nan Ke tidied up and came to the living room on the first floor, he found that Sol was already sitting on the sofa.

"Unfortunately, your play plan seems to have been disrupted."

Coulson stood beside him and said, he knew that Saul and Nan Ke had made an appointment last night to visit the farm today.

"To be honest, I felt that today's plan would be interrupted last night." Saul scratched his hair, "I always plan one thing, and then it is suddenly interrupted by other things. After so many years, I have almost gotten used to it." gone."

Nan Ke sat down next to Saul, and there was breakfast on the coffee table in front of him. It was not delicious but definitely nutritious.

"You are a fool, you are a fool."

After picking up a piece of vegetable and taking a bite, Nan Ke turned to Soldao, then ignored Sol's rebuttal, and looked up at Coulson again, "What's the situation this time?"

"Just 15 minutes ago, the colleagues in charge of monitoring discovered abnormal fluctuations, and this time the fluctuations occurred in New York."

"New York?"

Nan Ke was a little surprised.

Surprised that Kalista really had such courage.

Did she really not realize that this world is not an ordinary world?
Even Thresh knew that at first he had to hide in the dark and find a small place to play, but as soon as she came on stage, she stood in the center of the stage?
"Yes, and in a very sensitive place."

"Where?"

"Near the prison." Coulson paused, and continued: "But it's understandable to appear in this kind of place. After all, there may be more people hated in the prison than in other places."

"Do you know anything else?" Nan Ke pondered.

"There is no news yet, and"

Coulson turned his head and looked at the instrument he had placed at the door. After seeing the green light still on, he looked at Nanke again and said:

"And I think the person in charge here seems to be very interested in this matter."

"How to say?"

"Time node." Coulson tapped on the table with his fingers, "According to my understanding of the efficiency of S.H.I.E.L.D., it doesn't take 15 minutes for this kind of news to reach the person in charge, maybe 3 minutes."

"Do you suspect that someone intercepted your message?" Nan Ke was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that Coulson's source of news is the headquarters of SHIELD, and there is no need for a level-by-level transmission in the middle, so there should be no chance of interception.

"No, I suspect that someone 'intercepted' my message directly from the source. Maybe after the news came out, they analyzed it themselves first, and then sent it to me after confirming that they couldn't find anything out of the research."

"Ha ha."

Nan Ke smiled. From the performance of that Xidi last night, it can be seen directly that Hydra seems to want to get involved.

However, Nan Ke himself didn't care about this kind of intention.

After all, the ghosts of Shadow Island will not negotiate or trade with you. Perhaps the only thing they are interested in Hydra is their dirty souls.

"You don't seem to care."

Coulson noticed Nan Ke's expression.

"If they want to join in, it's a good thing for us. After all, someone is willing to help us to test it out. Should we stop them?"

"I'm worried they're colluding."

"No, you think too much, jump out of the shackles of your inertial thinking, do you think people and ghosts can get along?"

"...it seems impossible." Coulson pursed his lips, at least there was no such precedent.

"That's fine. I even think that if they are so interested in this kind of thing, then as a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., you should learn to share information reasonably with your colleagues."

"what do you mean"

"Yes, it will take some time before we return to New York, but they must have someone in New York, tell them some information now, what if they can help us stop the murderer?"

"hiss!"

Sol, who had been listening to the side, suddenly took a deep breath, then patted his forehead and said to Nan Ke:

"Your expression and tone of voice when you said these words suddenly reminded me of Loki."

(End of this chapter)