"That stinks," Fitz retorted loudly after hearing their conversation in the room.

"Hey, Fitz, there's no need to be ashamed. It's normal to be afraid." Simmons showed her motherly concern.

For some reason, Fitz said with a pale face: "No, the only thing I'm afraid of is the rotting corpse slowly eroding my sacred studio. Remember the last time you brought the corpse to the laboratory?"

"Oh, let's talk about that cat again. This is our joint laboratory, not yours alone." Simmons rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Cat then tell them what happened you put its entrails next to my lunch"

Colson and Leo watched helplessly as the two fell in love and killed each other, calling weakly: "S, um, can you continue?" Colson pointed to the body lying on the table.

"Oh, okay. This is the victim's brain." Simmons quickly turned around and showed a picture on the screen next to him. "It looks a bit like a baked potato. It was only covered by about 2000 megajoules. What happens when you hit a ball of static electricity is almost twice the electricity of a lightning ball.”

Leo, who was looking at the body on the side, interrupted and said: "I don't know much about electric shock, but have you paid attention to this wound?"

"Of course, such an obvious wound." Simmons looked at the hole in the corpse's forehead.

"No, I'm not talking about that. This wound is very strange. According to my judgment, it is not an external injury, but caused from the inside out."

Simmons hurriedly stepped forward to check, "Really, I'm just telling you why this wound feels so weird."

At this time, May hurriedly walked in and said to Coulson: "There is no problem with his companions."

He turned to Simmons and said, "Have you figured out why the body is suspended in mid-air?"

"Not yet," Simmons said awkwardly, "The density of the victim's body was temporarily changed by an unknown energy source, but it is still not enough to float in the earth's gravity environment. Once I extract the victim's brain sample, I hope to aware of the impact on him.”

"Here we go again," Fitz interrupted her excitedly.

"This is Science Fizz, I want to analyze it carefully." Simmons became a little angry.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about," Fitz interrupted her again, pointing to the tablet in his hand. "The satellite captured another electrostatic event, less than 20 kilometers away from here."

Coulson and May looked at each other and immediately rushed out together. After a while, the two of them took Ward into an S and drove towards the incident site like the wind. Although they rushed to the scene as quickly as possible, they were still a step late.

The electrostatic induction disappeared before they arrived, and the victim's body floated quietly in the barn of the farm where the target was located. Colson looked at the corpse with an ugly expression, feeling extremely angry. Skye immediately established local real-time surveillance according to his instructions. At this moment, the victim information she retrieved came back, "Hey, Coulson, I think I found something, you guys need to take a look first."

She sent Coulson a tagged photo.

This is a picture of four members of the N. One of the two people she marked was Frank Whalen, the farmer, and the other was the first victim, Adam Cross, both volunteer firefighters of the N.

"And they didn't just know each other. When aliens came to New York and fought the Avengers, they both went on missions," Skye added.

"This is more than just a coincidence, Skye. Are there any of them who have gone on missions together?"

"Yes, all these guys are gone. What, do you think it has something to do with aliens? Did alien weapons kill them?"

"I don't know," Colson said solemnly, "but this is their closest connection, and we need to protect the safety of these firefighters."

Several people rushed to n non-stop, but in the end they were unable to save the life of the third firefighter. But after talking to the firefighter, they found the culprit, a Chitauri helmet. The three firefighters were infected with the alien virus contained in the helmet when they came into contact with it, which led to their tragedy.

The remaining firefighters were temporarily isolated, and the helmets were sealed in airtight boxes by the local epidemic prevention department and placed in the Airbus confinement room. Chen Haoran could only sleep in the living room.

Coulson stood in the laboratory and said to Simmons: "If it is as you guessed, this is an infectious alien virus, then the remaining N members are likely to be infected as well. I need you A treatment or vaccine should be developed as soon as possible."

"No problem, sr." Simmons smiled accepting the challenge, "You can take a look at this."

She brought up a lens under the microscope, and several cells were discharging with each other. "Breaking discovery, I think it may be that these firefighters were cleaning their helmets, and friction activated the Chitauri organism that had been in a weakened period for a long time. .These virus-carrying cells represent transmissible viruses, which means"

Coulson murmured: "Person-to-person spread."

He saw what the excited Simmons did not see. A metal wrench quietly floated behind her.

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