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After confirming where the murderer might be hiding, Leon and Natasha returned to the Quinjet and grabbed the equipment they needed.

However, Natasha was a little surprised when she saw that Leon only had a pistol on his waist instead of the recurve bow he used when escaping from Russia.

While checking the magazine of the Glock 17 pistol in her hand, she asked curiously: "Why don't you bring your bow and arrows?"

Leon, who was suddenly asked, was startled, then smiled and said: "I think that with you, the agent with the highest comprehensive training score in history, by my side, I shouldn't need to take action."

As he spoke, he patted the pistol on his waist and said with a proud look on his face: "Besides, my marksmanship is as accurate as my archery skills."

"Oh, is there a chance? Let's compete with the last match to see whose shooting skills are better."

"Anytime"

While talking and laughing, the two left the fighter plane and headed to a location relatively close to the location of the two suspects.

thirty minutes later

The two of them stood in front of an old single-family villa. Leon first checked the address on his notebook, then closed it and said to Natasha beside him, "It should be right here."

"Among the two locations, this one is located in a residential area, and the frequency of high temperature warnings is much higher than that of the other location. If the goddess of luck is on our side, we may directly find the prisoner's residence."

"Are you ready?"

Hearing Leon's words, Natasha also nodded and responded with a confident smile: "Any time."

Partnering with an elite agent like Black Widow makes Leon feel particularly at ease.

On the one hand, it's because Black Widow's abilities in all aspects are so outstanding that they can be said to be the pinnacle that normal humans can achieve; on the other hand, walking alone with a partner are two completely different concepts.

There is no need to keep an eye on Leon anymore, and he will naturally feel more relaxed when he looks at Leon behind him.

Arriving at the main door, Leon and Natasha looked at each other and then started knocking on the door.

bang bang bang

Several rhythmic knocks on the door were not answered quickly.

It seemed that the other party was busy with something. It was not until Leon knocked on the door for the second time that a response came from the house:

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon"

It's a male voice

Moreover, it is still English with a distinct Scottish accent.

The matching features of the two prisoners immediately caused the two people standing at the door to exchange glances with each other.

Natasha, who was standing behind Leon, slowly stretched out her hand and touched the pistol on her lower waist.

Just when the two of them were full of energy, the owner of the house finally appeared in front of them.

squeak

Accompanied by the sound of the wooden door being pushed, a white man in his thirties, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and bald hair, looked at the two of them with confusion, "What do you want?"

Judging from the other party's dull expression, it didn't look like he had just killed someone.

However, a real murderer will not carve the word "murder" on his forehead, nor will he go around telling others, "I just killed someone."

Although the characteristics match, further verification is still needed.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Joseph?"

"Yes, you are"

Leon and Natasha blinked, meaning "Don't rush, wait and see before speaking", and then took out a police ID temporarily borrowed from the local police station from his pocket, waved it to the man, and said : "We are the police and want to ask you something. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you."

When the "police" heard this sensitive word, the other party seemed a little surprised, and his face also changed slightly.

At this time, the little tricks I learned from Hawkeye came into play again.

When he saw that the other party's pupils were slightly dilated, and began to move erratically, unconsciously moving to the lower right, Leon's eyes met in his heart.