[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

The Dudley Institute of Biological Research is not a large enterprise. It is located in the suburbs and has the first four floors of a ten-story building. Its main business is identification and new technology development.

"I need to see your man in charge." Zemo flashed his agent ID, thinking this might be the last time he'd use this thing, if the rest of Hydra didn't run off to America as if possessed.

Because of his former secret agent status, he really pretended to be very similar, and the little girl at the front desk immediately called. After a while, she said in a soft voice: "Dr. Dudley is waiting for you in the office on the eighth floor."

Zemo met Dr. Dudley in the office, the same as in the photo, with a white mustache, looking a little sickly thin, his shrewd and vigilant eyes stared at Zemo, which let Zemo know that this time The investigation will not go well.

"We received a report from an informant that Baron Hurn is doing something that endangers national security. Therefore, we need to investigate all his actions. We learned that he had transactions with you on the account two months ago. .” Zemo said with a cold face, standing in front of Dudley.

"Yes, he asked me to identify a potion. I can't say the specifics, we signed a non-disclosure agreement." Dr. Dudley crossed his hands and looked at Zemo without showing any weakness. "I want to see your detective card."

Zemo handed over the agent card. Even the real FBI might not be able to see anything about the agent card. Naturally, he was not worried about what Dudley could see.

"Dr. Dudley, I hope you can understand. What Baron Hugh asked you to identify is not an ordinary medicine. We urgently need the results of the identification, which is a matter of human life." Zemo's voice sank, "Baron Hugh En probably wants to cause a massive riot in New York—did you know he's a Solvian?"

Dudley's face turned pale, but he insisted: "Unless you can produce Baron's criminal evidence, or call the informant to me, I will never believe that we are an honest organization, even if you It's the FBI, and I won't leak client information at will."

Zemo glanced at the monitor, and began to calculate in his heart how long it would take him to reach this office after he cut off the building's electricity—deny, even if Dudley could be tortured to speak, it would expose him to the government. Under the pursuit of - Searching the illegal records of the Dudley Institute of Biological Research to threaten - feasible - hacking into the internal network of the Dudley Institute of Biological Research - feasible -

"Of course," he said, "we won't force any American citizen. We'll formally summon you to the Bureau later, and then you'll believe it."

As he spoke, he pushed the door and walked out. A young blond girl in a white researcher's coat holding a Spider-Man doll entered the small office next door to Dudley. This small office left an impression on him when he came. , because the cabinets inside are full of superhero figures, several superhero dolls are placed on the sofa, and even large photos are hung on the walls.This girl is a fan of superheroes at first sight.

The girl hung the gown on the hanger and saw Zemo before he had time to look back, so the girl smiled politely at him, put the Spider-Man doll on her desk and began to sort out some materials.Zemo withdrew his gaze and continued to observe the rest of the place.

The Dudley Institute of Biology is mainly composed of experimental personnel and the financial department. Some of the experimental personnel also hold positions in the management. They are not without professional management personnel, but they do not have the main power of the company. It is a fairly simple junior company.Zemo snuck into their control room, accessed the internal network, and copied nearly all of the information.He jumped out of the window when a staff member pushed the door open.

Damn it, how long has it been since he did something like flipping a window.

While still in the car, he began to check the information of the Dudley Institute of Biology. As he expected, the task assigned to them by Baron Hurn was indeed recorded on it, but the research results were artificially deleted.He looked at the person in charge of this task, there were two, Thomas Dudley and a blond girl, Alice Corinthine.

"Alice Corinthine." An hour later, Spiderman looked at the information on the computer on the edge of his seat, "What are you doing?"

"The second person in charge of Baron Hurn's potion identification task participated in the whole process." Zemo said, "The most important thing is that he is a big fan of superheroes—what are you holding?"

"Doughnuts, I just bought them, do you want to eat them?" Spiderman took out an original donut from the paper bag and handed it to Zemo's mouth. "Thank you," Zemo said, "No need."

"Take a bite. It's delicious. It's super delicious. I fell in love with their donuts as soon as I took a bite. The original flavor is especially sweet but not greasy. I highly recommend it."

Spider-Man brought the donut closer to his mouth, and Zemo could hear the anticipation in his tone.

"Please, it's just a donut," Spider-Man said.

Indeed, there is nothing wrong with eating a donut.Thinking of this, Zemo took a bite of the donut and found it was really delicious, so he took the donut directly from Spider-Man's hand, and Spider-Man himself took a donut and said: " She's a fan of superheroes, so what?"

"That's why you're useful." Zemo said.

Spider-Man stared at the donut, and finally put the thing in the paper bag: "Wait?" he said, "Do you want me to ask the girl?"

"Yeah, a genius girl who just got her Ph.D. She likes superheroes, and you just happen to be on her mind. I just saw her holding a doll of yours. A superhero came to her and told her New York was in danger New York needs her help, and heroes need her help. There's no little girl who won't get excited and talk. Ask her about those potions."

"Wow, I feel like I'm selling my hue." Spiderman touched his face.

"You are selling your luster." Zemo said ruthlessly, "Wait for your good news, call me on the phone at night, or find me at the concert hall."

"I don't think I can sell my hue for nothing." Spider-Man said seriously.

"You can save New York with this information, what do you call selling your lust for nothing?" Zemo glanced at him, "Get out of the car."

Spider-Man turned a deaf ear to his words, he lifted half of the hood, kissed Zemo's cheek before Zemo could react, then immediately pulled off the hood, with a strong arm, he jumped into the sky with the spider silk.

Zemo opened his eyes wide, but he hadn't reacted yet. After a few seconds, he looked in the direction where Spider-Man left, and his tone was still caught off guard—"What?"