The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

Natasha deserves to be the one who can directly confront Batman's disapproving gaze. She has seen strong winds and waves, and she is very calm. After listening to Fiona, "Actually, only a few of these people are from your side." After saying that, he could directly connect to the inside line of S.H.I.E.L.D. that only senior agents can use without changing his face, and reported this conclusion to the director without any bias, let alone any personal feelings of protection.After receiving the report from Natasha, Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., pondered for a short time before giving instructions:

"It's the same as the worst plan I made before, let's go ahead with the original plan."

"Got it." Natasha hung up the communication neatly, and smiled slightly at Fiona:

"Next, I will leave it to you to remove this person's brainwashing. As long as you provide us with these two assistances, whenever you need personal protection in the future, you will still be within the reach of Aegis. Always be protected from all sides by us."

Fiona nodded, stretched out her hand to the Winter Soldier sleeping in the bulletproof glass room, and slowly made a "grab" movement, as if she was reading something on the person in front of her, and right here In an instant, even Natasha felt it. In this room without any obvious vents, there was a faint surge of gentle airflow.

However, this surge of air did not last for too long, and it didn't even take long for Fiona to open her eyes.She put down her hand, frowned, and stared at the man who was still lying in the bulletproof glass room, and had completely fallen into a deep sleep.If it weren't for his chest still rising and falling regularly and slightly, Fiona would think that this is a dead person. After all, apart from the dead, what creature would not have the consciousness relying on the soul?

But wouldn't it be weirder if he was still alive? !

When many psychics encounter such a strange situation, they will probably interpret it as "the undead haunting".But in fact this statement is not true.Assuming that the undead really have the power to scare people to death, what do they plan after scaring people to death?Are you not afraid that people who are scared to death will also become undead, so start a fight with them?Moreover, the yang energy of the newly dead is stronger than those ghosts who have been dead for an unknown number of years. At that time, I am afraid that the culprit will be chased screaming, and the victim will be chasing sparks and lightning all the way behind him. :

Why are you scaring me!Find a fight!

——This is too embarrassing.

Taking a step back, even if you don't look at the man's heaving chest, the breath on his body is 100% the breath of a living person, and there is no such thing as undead haunting, that is to say, his consciousness is just Like the previous Batman possessed orange cat, I don't know where he went.

That's beyond Fiona's reach.She thought about it, and decided to tell the truth. After all, Natasha is the one who can keep her face and heart beating when faced with the fact that her organization has been sieved by the undercover of the other family. things, certainly cannot shake her materialistic worldview:

"Strange, I don't feel any signs of soul and will in this body."

Natasha: ...No, thank you, that's too high of me.My materialistic worldview was teetering on the verge of falling apart.

"But it doesn't look like a dead person..." Fiona leaned all over the glass, "I personally prefer that his consciousness has gone elsewhere, but as for where it went, with my current ability Level, and only a blurry image can be seen."

"It's better than nothing." Natasha made a "please" gesture: "Is it right here?"

Fiona nodded, and found the candle and mirror from her long-lost box.The vitality of this mirror is really tenacious, and it is still intact after going through such twists and turns. However, Fiona frowned just after roughly brushing the surface of the mirror. The role of the image of what happened in front of it in the past”, and the image preserved by this mirror is too many, which will interfere with the current situation:

"No, it's not working anymore."

She got up and walked over with the lit candle, knocked on the bulletproof glass carefully, trying to use the mirror surface of the glass as a reflective surface to see where the person's consciousness went, but the failure rate of this method was extremely high. Gao, without anyone leading her to practice, no matter how talented she is, it won't help:

"Can I go in and have direct access to him?"

Natasha shook her head: "No, his danger...is hard to estimate."

Relying on her overly keen senses, Fiona immediately noticed the pain that Natasha accidentally revealed when she said "the danger is hard to estimate".And this pain is based on deep feelings. Because of this, in many cases, the power brought by this deep feeling is enough to break through most obstacles in the world, "The living can die, and the dead can live" , not to mention small, "out-of-body consciousness" problems?

As soon as she tilted the candle, the melted wax dripped to the ground, just in time for her to squat down to stick the candle firmly to the ground.Thus, both hands were free, and she stretched out her hand to Natasha in the light of the candle at her feet:

"If you can swear to your heart that you are willing to help him out of the predicament so that he can follow the relationship between you and find his way back to his own body, maybe I can use your strength to help him. "

This is a pair of hands belonging to a psychic. There are countless small scratches and burns on them, but they are completely intact to the firm, trustworthy, and reassuring feeling they bring. He reached out to shake hands with her, and then shivered all over his body because of the too low temperature:

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"Is there anyone in our line of work who doesn't look like this? Hush—" Fiona closed her eyes halfway, her voice low as a whisper: "Let me see where he is now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, the soft and hazy gray eyes no longer had the mist that seemed to linger all year round, replaced by a seductive sharpness.A certain kind of aggressive aura suddenly emanated from her body, which made even Natasha almost pull out her gun and enter the first-level alert state immediately if she hadn't been holding her hands tightly. .

"He's safe now." This is the first time Fiona has encountered this kind of situation. In the past, no matter how blurred the things she saw, there would be outlines and colors. The emotional connection between Natasha and this person has no way to go further in the two most visible aspects of "specific things and colors":

"...Sorry, it's my lack of ability, I can only see the darkness."

She was so depressed that even the lock of hair on the top of her head that seemed to never be able to be suppressed was about to hang down listlessly. It made people feel distressed. I wanted to give her a hug and tell her that this was not her problem, and Na Tasha has always been an actionist who will do what she says, and when she fulfilled her promise of "sending you out of New York immediately", she gave her a tight hug:

"My dear girl, you have done enough for us."

"Since we have had such a big problem internally... Hey, it's a pity that we wanted to protect you. In this way, not only will you not be able to continue to stay in New York, but your information will also temporarily continue. Safer in the Batcave."

When it comes to protecting a person, the fewer people who have been in contact with this person, the better, so that all the information can be integrated on one person to the greatest extent, and the possibility of leaking secrets will naturally decrease.Therefore, when Fiona was urgently packed and sent directly from Aegis to Stark's private airport, for safety reasons, Natasha was the only one who sent her, and she was explaining some things to Fiona along the way. She should know, but due to time constraints, she can't get the news and can only be told by others:

"Daria from St. Petersburg, Russia, has returned to Bantiva, because the handover of your certificate is different from all the situations she has dealt with before. Your certificate is going to be handed over across the border. This morning happened to be New York, USA The plane directly to St. Petersburg, Russia, waits for no one, she has already gone back to Russia, and left some notes for you, as well as a letter."

She thrusts an envelope into Fiona's hand:

"Here are your documents and some cash. We have packed your luggage and put it on the plane. Your cat is on it."

——Actually, things like accents are hard to erase, even for someone like Natasha who has received perfect and high-intensity spy training, talking to a completely gentle and harmless little girl like Fiona Sometimes, she will let her guard down a little bit, and the consequence of this is that her speech speed will become a little faster, because she can say whatever comes to mind, and in such a hurry, her speech speed will be soaring faster.As soon as the speaking speed became faster, the unique retroflex sound unique to Russians was brought out a little:

"Thank you for your help, we will see you later."

The pronunciation of Russian is quite heavy, especially the endings of many words. It is only good to press down the tone.Native speakers of Russian will bring a little bit of this little habit when they speak other languages.Fiona has been in the League of Assassins for so many years, and it is normal for her to be proficient in Arabic. At the same time, because one of her parents is Russian, she has been learning Russian, and she even has a kind of forced language in an Arabic environment. She is not as proficient in using English, the most popular global language, as the other two small languages. In addition, when Natasha speaks quickly, it is natural. She had a small habit of speaking Russian, so that she didn't understand the singular and plural of the word "cat" at all. It wasn't until she got on the plane that she realized that Natasha was talking about her "two cats":

S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers are really good people who did their best to send people to the west. Not only did they pack up her essential supplies, but they also sent the two cats in her room together!And looking at this posture, I'm afraid he bought this black cat and gave it to her!

"This is really..." Sitting in this ultra-luxury private jet, Fiona looked up at two cats with different colors but the same fatness on the opposite seat. , there was a whole row of stewardesses smiling and bowing to her, and there were people coming and going to pack her things and prepare refreshments, so she couldn't help but let out a sincere exclamation:

"The power of money."

Just as the Winter Soldier black cat was about to make a disdainful purring sound, it suddenly felt that just because of such a distraction, it was pushed off the sofa by the big fat cat opposite. With a 360-degree turn, it's about to face down on the carpet and form a rather thick cat cake: ? ? ?To be fair, how could a mere cat do this? !He is Hydra's most elite killer!Even if he becomes a cat, he is still such a fat black cat, his skills should be...existing...right?

Daju licked his paws, hiding his achievements and fame: Oh, young man, you have never seen the power of a sixteen-pound Juzuo.