"Holm Clint, I will continue to live in this world as this identity from now on." Lin Mo thought as he looked at the calluses on his hands.

The memories of his previous life and the remaining memory fragments in his head made him feel a little dazed. He was neither the Lin Mo of the past nor the original Holm Clint.

Although it is a bit strange and difficult to accept, from now on, he is Holm Clint.

Looking at the strange yet familiar room, Holm also stood up slowly.

After this short rest, he felt that his condition was much better.

Then he cleaned up the blood on the ground and searched the house to see if he could find any clues.

Only the murderer knew that he was dead. The murderer could not have expected that he would come back from the dead, so he had to search the room to see if there were any clues left by the other party.

As a Level 6 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., it was not a trivial matter for him to be killed, so if the murderer wanted his death to not cause any uproar or be investigated in detail, he must make arrangements.

Either prepare a complete chain of evidence, or deal with him without a trace and disappear.

Since he can still be in the room now and come back to life. Rather than being able to tell by crawling out of a pit in the suburbs, the murderer should have chosen the former method.

With this idea in mind, Holm also conducted a carpet-like search everywhere in the room, but unfortunately, in addition to knowing more about himself, the complete chain of evidence he imagined did not appear. .

But such a scene is not consistent with common sense. Is this murderer so rampant that he doesn't care about being investigated?

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

While he was thinking, the cell phone on the coffee table started to ring.

Holm tried a few familiar numbers in his head and finally unlocked the password lock on his phone.

A person named Daisy Johnson called him.

Looking at the vibrating cell phone, Holm nervously pressed the call button.

"Why haven't you come here yet? The mission notification has been sent out for half an hour." A slightly cold voice came from the phone.

"Sorry, I'll be there right away." Holm replied as concisely as possible.

After hearing Holm's answer, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

This made Holm's heart skip a beat, wondering if the other party had noticed anything unusual.

He had too little memory about the name in his mind. He only remembered that the two of them should be colleagues, but there was no specific picture of them getting along.

So he didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to answer the other party, so he could only use words that were as concise and straightforward as possible.

Just when Holm was feeling a little uneasy, Daisy Johnson's voice came on the phone again.

"Ah."

It ended with a simple word, followed by a busy signal of the phone hanging up.

While letting go of his anxiety, Holm turned on his phone and found the encrypted mission notification message.

"Emergency mission: An abnormality has occurred at Midtown Middle School in Manhattan. Agents Holm Clint and Daisy Johnson are requested to act quickly to investigate the situation."

"It seems that the two of us may be partners, but why do we have so few memories about her?" After seeing the mission notice, Holm also had some guesses about his relationship with Daisy Johnson, but he still had some unanswered questions. .

The mission notification was sent half an hour ago, and he has been delayed for half an hour now. He really needs to leave quickly.

Holm took off his blood-stained clothes and changed into another one, while also loading the pistol and magazines in the cabinet.

Although he had never touched a gun in his previous life, thanks to his body's instinctive reaction and the influence of memory fragments, he did not feel unfamiliar when holding the pistol. Instead, it felt very familiar, and he even felt that he could point and hit wherever he wanted. .

After preparing all the equipment, he closed the cabinet, but suddenly he opened the cabinet door again as if he remembered something, and at the same time found a small camera from his tool box.

Just now, he was still wondering why his murderer neither destroyed his body nor prepared a complete chain of evidence, but the reminder of the mission information made him suddenly think of a possibility.

According to speculation, his murderer should be someone close to him.

Either an agent of SHIELD or an agent of HYDRA.

Therefore, the killer's sudden departure was probably because he had received an urgent mission notice just like him.

In the eyes of the killer, Holm had become a corpse and could neither run nor call for help, so he set out to do his own urgent mission first, and then came back to deal with Holm's body after the task was completed.

So based on this logic, his murderer should return to the scene soon.

As long as Holm installs this hidden camera, he will know who the murderer is when he returns to the scene later.

This camera is connected to his mobile phone and will upload surveillance footage to the mobile phone in real time, so even if the killer finds the camera and destroys it, it will be useless.

After having an idea, Holm immediately took action and placed this small camera in the corner above the curtain.

There are already shadows there, so this small camera is extremely concealable when placed there.

After arranging things, Holm also clenched his fist nervously, not knowing who he would see on the video later.

After making all the arrangements, Holm walked out of the house.

Looking at the darkening sky outside, he also pressed the car key he found, found the car in his memory, and then drove to Zhongcheng Middle School mentioned in the mission information.

As Holm drove down the road, the route gradually became clear in his mind.

After taking several shortcuts, he arrived at Zhongcheng Middle School in more than ten minutes.

As soon as he got out of the car, he heard vague screams and noisy discussions.

The police here have just arrived and are setting up cordons to isolate the surrounding crowd.

While Holm was thinking about what to do now, a tall figure quickly walked over from not far away.

The appearance of Daisy Johnson in her memory instantly overlapped with the unsmiling but very capable and beautiful figure in front of her, wearing a women's suit.

Although she doesn't look older than Holm, her temperament is indeed colder than that of ordinary people.

Looking at Holm who was a little stunned, Daisy Johnson also urged: "Follow me, the scene is inside."

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