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Looking at her weak expression, Coulson still felt very sad. He had taught Amador for so many years, and I am afraid no one in the world knew her better than him.

He knew very well how much pain he suffered when he could make this stubborn woman show such an expression, but he knew that if he wanted to truly save her, he must catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

He steeled himself and asked: "In all these years, have you never met the people behind the scenes?"

Amador shook his head: "Never, they only communicate through the messages the British guy sent me."

Colson caught the key words in her words: "British, your manager? How do you know he is British?"

Amador said: "I haven't met him either, it's just his wording, when talking about elevators, he uses r instead of r, etc."

Colson asked hurriedly: "Think about it, what else can you think of about your manager?"

She recalled carefully, "He should be no more than forty years old. He often uses some outdated expressions and likes to use those obsolete old titles."

"How's his typing skills?" Colson asked next.

"It sucks. I often make mistakes."

Coulson nodded thoughtfully, "As a manager who needs to use electronic equipment for a long time to do input work, absolutely not. His fingers should be thicker than ordinary people, and he may be burly."

Amador looked at his quick analysis, shook his head, and said with a smile: "After so many years, I have forgotten how powerful you are."

Colson patted her shoulder, "Let's go out together. Get ready. Fitz and Simmons are ready to operate on you and remove the timer in your head."

Amador followed Coulson out of the cell, and Coulson took her to the laboratory to find May.

She saw Leo standing with the scientist duo, and recognized the man who kicked her car sideways, but she didn't say anything, just looked at it curiously, a little confused that this man wasn't very burly. How did the person kick the car that was traveling at high speed?

Amador lay on the operating table without saying a word. Years of life as an agent and machine made her look very calm. However, the newbies Fitz and Simmons looked a little nervous. With Leo's help, after some tossing, The mechanical prosthetic eye was still successfully taken out.

But Simmons was a little confused when he looked at the two wires connected to the back of the prosthetic eye. The three of them thought about it for a while. After scanning, it was found that this lethal switch did not have much lethality. It only caused brain death through instant overheating. It didn’t matter which wire it was. effect.

Leo clamped the prosthetic eye with a clip. Fitz put the surgical scissors on the line, looked at Leo and said, "Get ready, I'm going to cut it."

Leo watched Fitz cut it off with scissors, and quickly threw the prosthetic eye into a small explosion-proof tube. A burst of white smoke rose up. The prosthetic eye that once made Amador bow to him became a thing of the past. He was lying on the operating table. , the expressionless Amador had mixed feelings in his heart.

On the other side, as Ward continued to approach the mission site with a simulated prosthetic eye, Amador's manager kept issuing instructions one after another to direct Ward to complete the mission. But at the same time, on the Zephyr, Coulson and the others He also followed the signal to lock his position.

Coulson was able to deduce the general appearance of the manager and personally went to the location of the manager to arrest him.

But what people didn't expect was that the manager was still a puppet, and his brain was also equipped with artificial eyes. After seeing Coulson reveal his identity, the people behind the scenes immediately activated the fatal mechanism.

Amador's manager died, and this clue was broken. Fortunately, Ward completed the task without any danger and got what the group wanted. SHIELD can also use Ward to De finally retrieved the mysterious symbol map and continued to trace it.

Amador was taken away by the headquarters for review, and no one except Coulson knew what would happen next. Everyone who finally had some free time enjoyed the customs and customs of Bais.

Things that fly in the sky, things that swim in the water, things that are harvested from the ground, things that grow on trees. The excellent natural environment also creates a variety of white food, and the result is that everyone eats it with a round belly.

Even so, Skye and the others still made a big purchase. Coulson bought a bunch of caviar, Ward carried a box of kvass, and Fitz, Skye, and Simmons carried several bags of clothes and specialty snacks.

Leo walked behind them silently, sighing helplessly as "a group of foodies and shopaholics", and then took a fierce bite of the big white meat skewers.

“Yeah, it smells so good”

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