[Captain Detective] Captain Detective

[ES: We who refuse to listen to persuasion and refuse to change the subject. 】

I not only knew the three people in front of me, but I also knew them very well before.

But now, even face to face, they laugh happily, I still keep my face blank, and I have nothing to say to them.They have been away from my life for too long.

Among them, the woman with a heartless smile chattered and introduced me to the types of chocolate from all over the world. The dimples on her face were more greasy than chocolate.I can still smell the faint scent of lavender perfume on her body.

Sweetheart always thinks I talk too much.I think I may have inherited her, like we all like chocolate.

Let her go on talking, and when she finishes speaking, I'm afraid she will be in the sun to bask in her ass.I raised my hand and interrupted her: "Yes, yes, yes, I see, any kind of chocolate is not as good as Godiva - it's true, mommy, you should try Hershey's KISS chocolate, it's also good."

The chattering woman paused, grinning silly, and said in German with a thick Bremen accent: "When did you learn English, my dear Leo—"

"Stop stop! Please spare me, don't call me by that stupid name!" I hurriedly waved my hand to stop her before she finished saying the name, "Mommy, you should go, take daddy and your baby Son, let's go—before I wake up, before that scene comes."

After finishing speaking, I hurriedly closed my eyes—closed my eyes before the inevitable screeching brake sound.No matter how she calls me and how she smiles, I will never open my eyes.

If possible, I would also like to cover my ears.

But someone grabbed my left wrist.

I don't like people touching my left wrist—even in my dreams, because I've cut it a few times myself, and it's scarred, and it's not pretty.But the person holding my wrist was too strong, and I couldn't break free.

Just about to go straight to the grappling technique, I heard a voice calling my name:

"Eleanor Sallers!"

I opened my eyes suddenly, and immediately saw Sweetheart leaning over.On that handsome face, the beautiful blue eyes were full of confusion, and the long eyelashes seemed to poke me blind in the next second.I couldn't help stretching out the hand that wasn't held by him to touch his face, and raised my head to kiss him: "Wow, I came to seduce people early in the morning, sweetheart."

"...I'll just pretend you're saying good morning to me—and you too, Ellie." The captain avoids my hand while pressing my head against the pillow, rough fingers brushing my cheekbones, "Are you having nightmares? You actually cried."

I also touched it, and there were actually tears.I was very surprised and said: "It was just a dream that I couldn't eat chocolate, and I was so scared that I cried! It seems that chocolate is my true love compared to you!"

The captain directly ignored my words: "It's 05:30 in the morning, if you still sleep, remember not to oversleep." He stood up, and I saw that he was fully dressed and looked like he was going out.

I sat up holding the quilt, and there were several "crackling" sounds on my body, and I felt that my waist didn't belong to me anymore.Uh, blame last night for being too crazy!

Like last night, a few more times I might die in bed, or rather, die in his belly?

I rubbed my lower back and let out a mournful cry: "Oh——I want to ask for leave! It's worse than my aunt coming!"

"..." The culprit glanced back at me, continued to pack his things, and pretended not to hear.Compared to me with a sore back and sore back, he looks irritatingly full of food and energy!

"Compensation, compensation! I want compensation!" I patted the quilt while rubbing my waist, and finally made the captain turn around before leaving.

He squatted down, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, I rushed over, put my arms around his neck, and gnawed on his lips fiercely and endlessly.In the end, he pulled me away, and his lips curled up after being bitten by me: "I'm going to New York first-how about making up for it with Golden Apple's handmade chocolate?"

I decisively replied: "Deal - if you bring too much, I will compensate you when you come back."

Sweetheart: "...I'm leaving first, and I expect to be back in two days. I wish you success in your work."

I waved my hand weakly: "Mmmm...you too..." After finishing speaking, I lay back under the blanket.Even if I can't sleep, I will lie down until the alarm clock goes off.

While making coffee, Emma, ​​who came from the homicide squad to play in the anti-narcotics squad, poked at me: "I lost my energy early in the morning. Did you have a high with that super sexy handsome guy last night?"

I turned over from the desk feebly, and replied in a nasal voice: "Well..." Then I gritted my teeth in the dark where she couldn't see.

It was okay when I just woke up, but when I came to the police station from home, my backache was killing me!

What Emma said was not quite right, we played a little too high, but in fact it was just me being too careless and going too far unilaterally.I really didn't expect that innocent-looking guy to be so proactive all of a sudden, let alone his high spirits...

Including the time spent in that nasty dream, I got five hours of sleep.

Ma Ma, this boyfriend is so scary... Is it still too late to return the product?

Emma hasn't left yet, she is staring at a post-it note pasted on my computer screen: "Ouch, isn't this the Q version of you?"

When I looked over, I saw a picture of a little girl whose head was bigger than her body was holding a piece of chocolate bigger than her head on that pink sticky note, and she smiled so cheaply that I wanted to hit her.

I found this post-it note when I came to work this morning. It was signed "SR" in the lower right corner. It must have been drawn yesterday when my sweetheart came to play.I have also read his sketchbook, which is full of tofu with a big head and me laughing like this.

Is it necessary for you, sweetheart, to draw me so vividly?Are we true love?

I desperately suppressed the corners of my mouth that were about to turn up, grabbed Emma and said, "Hey honey, how about doing me a favor?"

Having been a model police officer for so long, skipping duty feels a bit rusty.That's what I was thinking as I walked down the street after finally skipping work today.

In the beginning, I also worked hard to impress my sweetheart, but it didn't last long.On the contrary, after going to London, in order to come back as soon as possible, I unknowingly developed a bad habit of not skipping work.

It's not my style to be obedient and disciplined, besides, my sweetheart has been soaked, so I should skip the class that should be skipped in the future.

I thought, and rubbed my waist without any trace.

The widow sister really hit the mark, I have to take care of my waist.

I turned off the phone and removed the battery from it.Walk through the intersection and come outside a shopping mall.Without even looking, he opened the rear door of the first taxi and got in.

There was a strong smell of mint smoke in the car.There is no way, the owner of the car is an old smoker, so I can only roll down the window to let go of the smell: "I used to be a prostitute, yesterday I was a courier, and today I am a taxi driver - SueSue, you can't do it as the leader of the prism In the future, sub-professions will become more and more abundant.”

Sue Sue in the driver's seat was biting a slender lady's cigarette, holding a copy of "The Biography of Churchill" in her white-gloved hand, reading it with relish, and she was not afraid of burning the book with sparks from the cigarette.

After hearing my question, she still had this pure British accent on her mouth: "When lies travel around the world, the truth has not yet put on pants-I really like Churchill."

"How can you compare with him," I said contemptuously, "He is sincerely pursuing peace and democracy, which is completely different from you, a guy who does it just for fun—not to mention that you once had the audacity to kidnap his successor .”

SueSue closed the book, put the book on the passenger seat, and pressed it on a folder.A photo was revealed in the folder, it was a fat man with big ears and a suit and leather shoes.I met him, a senator who came to Washington for a meeting.

Noticing my gaze, SueSue stuffed the photo back with a smile, then turned her head charmingly, biting a cigarette and said with a smile: "Honey, don't say that, I'm not the selfish me I used to be, don't keep grabbing Don't let go of this topic."

"A neuropathy is one who refuses to listen to persuasion and refuses to change the subject." I also quoted what Churchill once said, "Are you right, a neuropathy?"

SueSue started the car with a smile, and said Churchill again: "If we let the past quarrel with the present, we will lose the future."

I said blankly: "Shut up, don't force me to say movie lines to interrupt you."

"Shut up can't do it, but I can change the subject," SueSue changed from her slick English accent to Bremen-style German, "For example, you didn't talk to Director Fury?"

"What are you talking about? Is he from S.H.I.E.L.D., or has he turned around and worked for Hydra long ago?"

SueSue smiled, pinched out the cigarette, and threw it out of the car window: "Ellie, Hydra is a parasitic flower growing from the hundred-year-old tree of S.H.I.E.L.D. Before it grinds S.H.I.E.L.D. to death, you Always try to shake the trunk."

"...I don't want to talk to him now," I looked out of the car with my chin in my hand, and switched to German, "and, to him, I don't seem to be trustworthy anymore."

"Then haven't you tried to sound out the tone of your American sweetheart?"

"Isn't this busy dating, and I'm not free yet!"

"When he comes back, you might as well ask him a question, maybe he will not hesitate to attack Hydra in the shell of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"It seems that you trust Captain America more than Nick Fury." I turned and leaned back in my chair.

In the rearview mirror, SueSue narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Who would not believe him who has read his story?"

Indeed, even if I don't know Sweetheart, if someone tells me that Captain America has changed to work for Hydra, I will think that this person probably went out without taking medicine-anyone may be a Hydra person, except Sweetheart Won't.

But it's refreshing to know that the people who know me best in the world trust my sweetheart as much as I do.

I leaned comfortably on the back of the chair and said in a brisk tone: "Tell me while I'm in a good mood, what do you want from me?"

A familiar USB flash drive was handed over from the front seat.

I wondered: "Isn't this the high-end lace news that you have been working on for so many years using a prism?" The documents retrieved from the base, SueSue has spent more than ten years on these things.The high-level lace news contained in it includes the dark history of the upper-class figures in various European countries. SueSue always brags to me that as long as she gets this information, she can subvert half of Europe.

The main purpose of Hydra infiltrating the prism is this little thing.But SueSue hid it too tightly.

"Yes, I hope to entrust it to you temporarily."

I didn't dare to take it over: "Why do you entrust this thing with the tone of imminent catastrophe?"

"A catastrophe is indeed imminent, Ellie." SueSue's tone of voice was too relaxed, and she was still laughing, so I was not sure if she was lying. SueSue seemed to know what I was thinking too, she turned her head and smiled, "Don't worry, am I still alive and well? It's not a big problem, it's just that the current prism—or it's better to call it Hydra directly—is in the Follow me, when I entered the US border, I was almost caught." When she said "almost", she used the thumb and index finger of her right hand to make a hair-like distance to show how close the "almost" was. .

"...Isn't this a big problem, my dear?" I glared at her, "How dare you run under Hydra's nose at a time like this, and take the risk to find me?"

"Nopains, nogains," said this language genius who changed into German English exactly like me-I couldn't help but hit her, "and don't worry, what you get is only half of all the materials, the other half Already here." Then, she pointed to her head, raised her eyebrows and smiled smugly, "The pleasure of photographic memory with a high IQ will never be experienced by a poor person with a low IQ."

I kicked the back of the driver's seat violently: "Besides these things, sister with high IQ, do you have other things to find low IQ?"

SueSue shrugged in a very American style: "There is nothing worth wasting your intelligence to understand, but don't be surprised by what happens next."

"Since you dared to kidnap the British Prime Minister, I will never be surprised by anything related to you." I put the USB drive away and answered her with a blank face, "I have a silent heart. .”

"Hmm, then it might be a good challenge to make your silent heart go crazy again..." SueSue stopped the car, turned her head and added a time adverbial meaningfully, "When you lose After the dynamics of life.”

I rolled my eyes: "To be honest, the only thing that can make me crazy in this world is chocolate." Then, I opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the chocolate shop on the side of the road.

"Can't your sweetheart drive you crazy?" SueSue shouted behind her.

I look back, SueSue has put on a pair of delicate red-rimmed glasses, and is now untying her ponytail.

"He's better at calming me down than driving me crazy." I replied, and then I saw the original taxi driver, SueSue, open the car door, take off the black jacket that was on the outside, revealing the elegant windbreaker she was wearing inside And long knit dresses, long scarves wrapped around the neck, and high boots almost past the knees.

Carrying a LV leather bag, she stepped out of the car gracefully, and immediately transformed from an unknown taxi driver into a fashionable and intellectual sexy female office worker.

"Give my regards to Mr. Sallers." SueSue blinked her right eye, sent a kiss, turned around and walked away - the poor taxi was abandoned.

Ha, I love her "Mr. Sallers" phrase.I smiled, and turned around to do the business of skipping work-buying chocolates.

Unfortunately, the first time I skipped work in the anti-narcotics team, I was caught by the new chief.

It's not because I haven't skipped shifts for a long time, and the skill level of skipped shifts has decreased, but because Emma, ​​who promised to take my shift, received a text message from the male ticket, and rushed to a date, completely forgetting to help me with this thing.

Before I could return to DCPD to continue working, I was caught and discovered.My current chief advocates a vigorous and resolute style of action, unlike my previous chief who likes to store his anger until it explodes later. The first time he caught me skipping work, he fined me to work the night shift.

As the night wore on, when Emma was hanging out with her boyfriend, I could only stay in the office with a group of men who ate donuts all over my body, dozing off with that post-it note.

I dare not really fall asleep.I am afraid to dream again.

I rolled up the sleeve of my left hand and looked at the scar on my wrist.At the beginning, I was cut twice vertically, and then twice horizontally. The blood gushed out like a fountain. I couldn't wear the clothes I was wearing at that time.

Touching the scar, I can still feel the feeling of disconnected blood vessels and blood gushing out.

I haven't dreamed about my family for a long, long time since I failed to commit suicide by slitting my wrists as a child.Unexpectedly, I can still remember their looks, even the smell of mommy's favorite perfume.

Maybe, somewhere in my heart I still secretly miss the feeling of home.

"Sallers, what are you doing?" a man's voice in his head asked.

I calmly put down my sleeves, then looked up at the person coming: "Sir Smith, what are you going to do?"

My former bald chief scratched his head in a little embarrassment: "Are you still angry?" It was about London again.

For the sake of his rare calmness, I will not choke him. "I'm not very angry anymore, look, am I sitting in front of you now?" I spread my hands, "It's not your fault, you also have difficulties."

The officer scratched his bald head: "I'm curious, didn't you have a good relationship with...Nick before? You were recommended to me by him."

Yes, at the beginning I got a letter of introduction from Braised Eggs and came to DCPD to take up a job. It was also at that time that I knew that the person in front of me was actually a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The year before last, Fury wanted to transfer me away from the captain, so he gave him an order directly to let me go to London, right?

"This moment and that moment." I replied succinctly.

The officer looked at me silently, and said after a long time: "Is your boyfriend really...?"

I squint at him.Asking about sweetheart, this is the real reason why he came to apologize!I was about to answer him when suddenly the pager on his waist rang: "Call the headquarters!"Call the headquarters! 』

The officer turned around and picked it up: "This is the headquarters, this is Frank Smith, please speak."

"Sir Smith, a senator has been kidnapped!His residence just caught fire, and the bodyguard rushed in but didn't find out where he was! 』

"Then how the hell did you know he was kidnapped?"

"...sir, his bodyguard said that before the accident, the Senator was interviewed by a female reporter, er, in his bedroom. 』

The other party said it very cryptically, but both I and the officer could understand the deep meaning: at night, the senator was interviewed by a female reporter in his bedroom?If there is no ghost, do you believe it?

The officer pursed his mouth: "Okay, I see, is the fire out?"

"Firefighters are fighting the fire and it will be out in half an hour. 』

"Very well, take care of the scene, I'll go right away." The officer turned off the pager and turned to face me.

I held my chin and waited for him to speak with a half-smile.

"…Are you coming, Sallers?"

"I'm already in the narcotics squad, sir."

The chief hesitated to speak, and finally nodded: "Okay, you are on duty." After speaking, he hurriedly left the anti-narcotics team.

When his figure disappeared, I put away my smile.I remember, SueSue put in the file on the passenger seat, and the picture revealed seemed to be a senator.

I tapped my fingers on the table, and I opened the drawer and took out the alien gun that SueSue found someone to modify.When she was in London, she took my collection of alien guns to Africa. When she came back, the alien gun that was originally a rifle became a pistol.

I also gave it a cool name "Chocolate (chocolate)", SueSue's protest is invalid.

In addition to this gun, my usual gun is also hung on my waist.I put on my trench coat, picked up the post-it note, and gently kissed the place signed on it: "Bless me so that nothing happens, sweetheart."

Even downwind, I could smell charcoal two streets away.Except for the two teams of firefighters, the officer led people to wander around the periphery, and I did not approach any further.

I'm actually not sure if it was SueSue who kidnapped the senator, but I have a bad feeling.

She said that the prism has been following her recently, and if she still insists on engaging in a kidnapping case at this time, it can only be said that she has thrown herself into a trap.I don't have any contact information for her, I will go to her in the morning because she slipped a note in the courier that came yesterday.

She always takes the initiative to contact me, but I can't reach her.I turned around the street quite anxiously, walked along the street to the end, and then turned right, further away from the scene of the crime, and there were fewer and fewer people watching the scene, and gradually no one was seen. up.

When I was about to lift my foot and turn right again, my eyes suddenly turned cold.

This was an early warning from my eyes, and the image of me being shot in the stomach flashed by, and I rushed forward without thinking about it.The next second, I heard a small "stab" sound behind me, and a faint dust kicked up around my feet.

There are snipers!

Before I could find a safe cover, my eyes gave me another prediction—a shot in the right shoulder.

I immediately fell to the ground, passing by the bullet fired in the next second, and the bullet pierced the innocent iron dumpster next to me.I don't care if the ground is dirty or not, I rolled up on the ground and rolled towards the car on the side of the road, cutting off the other party's sight.

The passing glass of the car reflected my silver-blue eyes and my expression of forced composure.

With the cover, the snipers hiding in the dark did not shoot again.I take this time to think calmly.

Since it was fired by a hidden sniper, it means that the other party has been squatting at me for a long time?Moreover, the two shots he fired were not fatal, probably because he wanted to catch Lao Tzu alive.

I am an anti-narcotics policeman who has no father, no mother, and no children. Who is it useful to arrest me alive?I can only think of two people, one is my current cohabitation partner, and the other is my childhood sweetheart with an abusive relationship.

Coincidentally, these two people have a common enemy - Hydra.

A light flashed in my mind.

No, something is wrong.I seemed to realize something, but the thought flashed and I couldn't catch it.

There must be something I've overlooked!

I still want to continue thinking, but it's too late!

The sniper didn't continue to shoot because he decided to move his hands and feet!

I didn’t need to be warned beforehand. There was a dull sound from the car roof behind me, and I rushed to the front right. When I heard a loud sound of “Kuang——”, I felt the ground vibrate, and small stones splashed and hit my arm. .

A man dressed in black and wearing goggles and a mask straightened up. Under his feet was a radial crack and a pit that he smashed out with his left hand.

... Can such a hole be made on the concrete floor? !What the hell!Your arm is a unicorn arm, right? !

He stood up straight without saying a word, and the two "small silver LED lights" on my face were reflected in the black goggles.His cold and emotionless eyes penetrated the goggles and fell on me, making me shiver.

Fuck?what is this?murderous look?Substantial murderous intent? !I'm afraid!

Without hesitation, I took out my gun—the one with the bullets, and fired five shots in a row.This cool guy just quickly raised his left arm to block in front of him. After a series of "clang clang clang", he was unscathed... I was dumbfounded.

that arm!Definitely not made of meat!It's really a fucking unicorn arm!

Before I took out the alien gun, Brother Ku had already swung his arms and rushed over, and I quickly stood up to parry.

My eyes became cold one after another, and the second-by-second predictions given to me could only barely protect myself.

The strength of this guy is amazing. I don't think I can stop his blow unless I can shake Captain America.He is the one who smashes the concrete floor with one punch. My thin arms and legs are not enough to see, so I can only rely on a second's advance prediction to dodge left and right.

I kicked up, trying to lean back and build up the strength to knock him down—even if it was only for a few seconds.

However, when I kicked his left arm, it felt like I was kicking on a steel plate, and the sole of my foot was almost numb!

Before I could take my legs back, he rolled over with his left arm, grabbed my ankle, and dragged my lower back hard. I landed on my back all of a sudden, and my back hurt from the fall, and a few small stars appeared in front of my eyes.

That is to say, he is not particularly tall, otherwise I should be lifted upside down in the air by him at this time, which must be very funny.

He didn't let go, and I foresaw that he was going to break my leg in the next second. I didn't have time to get up, and immediately kicked him hard in the crotch with the other leg.Men, no matter how strong they are, this is also a weak spot.

But I didn't make it. He didn't have the ability to predict but reacted very quickly, turning around and dodging in an instant.

If I didn’t kick, I didn’t kick, I didn’t care, instead I immediately twisted my legs around his waist while he was distracted—please let me thank Aunt May who taught me jujitsu a thousand times—both hands at the same time I desperately pressed his right hand that was about to resist, and then aimed at his forehead with all my strength—it came from my forehead.

This hit not only made him stagger, but also made me dizzy.But vertigo will not affect my prediction.

I tried my best to keep my consciousness clear. I took advantage of this moment to break away from his hold, fell to the ground, and immediately took out the alien gun. When the gun was fired, the blue light flashed. He tried to block it with his arm, but was staggered. .

Haha, this gun doesn't use bullets!This is a new energy gun that needs to be charged and basked in the sun to be fully charged!

This gun is powerful, but it also has a disadvantage, that is, there is a buffer period.After firing a shot, it is tantamount to pretending to be aggressive-if you don't run now, when will you wait!I turned around and ran away.

After running a few steps away, my eyes became cold again, and I saw the appearance of being shot in the back of my waist.I was about to dodge, but in the next second there was a prediction of being shot in the abdomen—fuck, back and forth, and an ambush? !

I could only dodge one of the two shots—of course I dodged the first shot in the lower back, and then the right abdomen was numb all of a sudden.

I held my stomach, even though I had prepared for it long ago, the pain was so painful that I almost knelt down.

It wasn't over yet, footsteps approached from behind, and two ambushers with guns appeared in front.I felt a little loose in my right hand and had to switch the gun to my left.

I only have one gun hole, which way should I shoot?front or back?

It's a tough decision.but……

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, I raised the gun in my left hand without hesitation, turned around, and when I pulled the trigger, I heard the same sound behind me, but only twice——SueSue was standing in the dark across the street , and fired at the two people in front.

"Ellie—! This way!" SueSue screamed, with a high volume, but her voice was a little out of breath.

Just now I foresee that she will help, so I decisively turned around and aimed at Brother Ku.Not surprisingly, the bullet was blocked by the steel arm again, but I had already taken advantage of this time to rush across the street and grabbed SueSue's hand.

Her hands were cold, and her forehead was covered with sweat under the street lamp—she had also been shot, and she looked worse than me, standing against the roadside trash can the whole time.

"...Ellie," she said, taking my arm with a rare weakness, "how much do you weigh now?"

"I'm just fucking 50kg! Tell me you're much heavier than me!"

"Well, that's good, I'm 5kg heavier than you..." As she said that, SueSue smiled weakly, "Then... catch me..."

Not to mention catching her, I hugged her directly: "Stop fucking nonsense! Brother Ku is going to catch up!"

Indeed, that cool brother touched the gun from his body again and was aiming at this side.I made a face at him, and before his angry bullets came, the top-heavy feeling swept over me, and SueSue and I disappeared in front of his eyes.

You know what it feels like to get airsick?

This is what it feels like to be teleported by SueSue.

I almost threw up on her when my feet hit the ground.

But before I could spit it out, SueSue fell into my arms.I did a cursory inspection and found two blood holes in her thighs - did they think breaking her legs would stop her from teleporting?

"Are you still standing?" I asked, supporting her.She'd better be able to walk two steps, otherwise I won't be able to carry her on my back.

SueSue didn't have the strength to speak, just grabbed my arm and barely stood.I looked around and found that we were not far from a pharmacy.I am familiar with this place. It is four streets away from the place where I was ambushed. When I was demoted to be a patrolman, I often passed by here.

As soon as the lighter sounded, the smell of mint-flavored smoke filled the nostrils.I raised my head slightly, and saw SueSue, who was standing with one arm around me, smoking a cigarette comfortably, and I couldn't see that she had been shot twice.

I touched the abdomen where I was shot, and it was much better than SueSue, the wound was not so serious, and the wound bled less.

I pulled out my S.H.I.E.L.D. phone from my pocket, and a bullet had opened a hole in the center of the screen.The bullet that hit my abdomen was buffered by my phone in the right windbreaker pocket. Although the bullet penetrated the phone and still penetrated into the flesh, I felt that the wound was not deep, and I could almost feel the bullet through the flesh. Location.

SueSue looks at the pharmacy across the street, then at me.I understood what she meant and carried her to that side.

"Why did you appear?" SueSue asked while staggering.

"You kidnapped the Senator," I replied in the affirmative.

"But why do you, a police officer in the anti-narcotics team, care about the kidnapping case?"

I told the story of how Chief Smith came to chat with me and received an emergency notification.Finally, he added: "Not surprisingly, the position of the next inspector will be his."

But SueSue stopped after listening to it: "I remember you said that your officer is a retired employee of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"...Yes." I suddenly realized something.This may be the light in my mind that I failed to catch before.

"Idiot!" She scolded me in English, and then switched to German, "DuSchwein (German: pig's head)! I have reminded you of the complicated and ambiguous relationship between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. You are still being deceived! He is I deliberately let you hear it! What I want is to let you find me, and then ambush you!"

I felt like my brain was bewildered, and I couldn't believe it.

I have worked in DCPD for so many years, so I know what kind of person Mr. Smith is. There are almost no DCPD police who disrespect him. Emma told me that he retired from S.H.I.E.L.D. and became a police officer because he was injured during a mission, and he did a pretty good job with a very stable career.

When he sent me to Scotland Yard in London, I knew he was under pressure from Fury and I just decided not to hate him.

The feeling of being deceived is like a burning thread, prickling and prickling, about to detonate my anger...

"Ellie!" SueSue yelled and woke me up. She pinched my chin with her hand that didn't hold a cigarette, her dark brown eyes narrowed into fox eyes, "It's true that the IQ of a woman in love will decrease."

I was annoyed at what I said, so I raised my hand and knocked off her claws, and angrily dragged her to the pharmacy.There were still many passers-by on the street looking at us, and I was very annoyed. I fired several times with the gun pointed upwards, scaring everyone away.

"Your job as a police officer seems to be over." SueSue smoked a cigarette and said sarcastic remarks.

I am too lazy to answer.When we entered the pharmacy, the staff were scared to death. There were only two of us in the huge pharmacy.

I looked up and saw the surveillance camera above the cash register. My every move must have been filmed long ago, and it might even be playing on the computer of Director Braised Egg.

The abdominal wound ached openly.

No wonder I have nightmares in the morning, this troubled day, the more I think about it, the more irritable I get.

I raised my arm and blasted the surveillance camera with a single shot.

F**k——!