Marvel Spy

At the Abu Sichuan Restaurant in New York's Chinatown, Zhang Xin had just finished a hot pot meal alone.

Although this was a foreign country and it was still the Marvel world, the spiciness of this hot pot meal still made him feel the taste of his hometown.

It's just that hot pot shouldn't be eaten alone, otherwise it will only make you more lonely and boring.

The fire went out and the soup base became cold. Only a large piece of chili rolled gently in the soup, like duckweed.

He felt even more alone.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door, neither soft nor heavy, but just enough for him to hear.The door opened, and an ordinary-looking Chinese walked in.He was wearing a suit and no tie, and his hair was very neat. Contrary to his meticulous appearance, his bloodshot eyes were full of tiredness.

He slowly walked up to Zhang Xin and whispered: "I'm glad you're still alive, Cormorant!"

Zhang Xin didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at the other party expressionlessly.

The other party showed an embarrassed expression: "Sorry, I let you down!"

It's more heartbreaking than disappointing.

Three generations of Zhang Xin's family are all the "dark room" of the special agent organization Longhua in New York.

His grandfather Zhang Jin was originally an ordinary immigrant and had already obtained a green card from the United States. However, he cared about his country and always wanted to do something for the motherland. By chance, he was developed into the dark room.

Zhang Xin's family is no different from ordinary immigrants on weekdays. Sometimes they even praise the sweet American air against their will.

But as long as the motherland calls, they will rise and fight without hesitation.

In short, both his grandfather and his father died in the mission, but miraculously neither was exposed.

About two months ago, Huang Que, the American leader of the Longhua team, the person in front of him, found the original owner and hoped that he could help complete a very important task.

The original owner was not as patriotic as his father or grandfather, but he joined anyway.

He disguised himself as a sailor and sneaked into a cruise ship. He only had to work normally on weekdays, and then passed the coordinates of the ship to Longhua's agents in the middle of the night when no one was around.

Everything was going well at first, but it turned out that it was not Longhua's agents who were waiting for him, but S.H.I.E.L.D. In the end, the things were taken away by S.H.I.E.L.D., the ship exploded, and he fell into the sea and froze to death after being soaked overnight.

Then Zhang Xin in another world also died due to an accident and traveled through time...

Zhang Xin's mind has been very confused in the past two months. On the one hand, the original owner has a lot of resentment and always feels that he has been abandoned by the Longhua team. But deep down, the original owner wants to fulfill his father's instructions, serve the country and make meritorious deeds. Then let my father's ashes return to their roots and be buried with great splendor.

From the perspective of Zhang Xin, a time traveler, on the one hand, he is afraid of the dangers of the secret service industry; on the other hand, he is deeply fascinated by the mystery and excitement of this industry.

And before time travel, he was just an ordinary college graduate. Just looking for a job and supporting his family had exhausted all his energy. It was not easy to travel through time. With such a good opportunity, he still hoped to be able to share the worries of his family and country. .

Generally speaking, there is still a desire to continue to cooperate with the Longhua team, but the premise is that Huangque must explain clearly why the people from Longhua have not come, and why they have ignored him for more than a month...

If he doesn't explain it clearly, then he would rather be an idiot forever, praising the sweet air outside against his will for the rest of his life...

After all, this is the Marvel world, and this world is full of all kinds of terrible crises...

So he looked at Huangque angrily: "Give me a perfect explanation."

Huang Que showed a painful expression: "We were attacked by mysterious forces. Half of the people died and the ship sank... Our losses were very heavy..."

In just a few words, it was very difficult for the oriole to speak.Zhang Xin looked at his tired face, the bloodshot eyes, as if the sadness was about to overflow, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

He softened his tone: "It seems that I won't be able to bring my father back to his roots in the short term, right?"

"The mission failed. The Longhua team suffered heavy losses and almost lost their organizational structure. But you are not wrong, and you have done a great job. The country will not