"Well, don't you even have beer at home?"
The next morning, when Merlin had just opened a book called "Hell Biology Book", a guest who came from afar visited Merlin.
That was an old friend John Gatler who hadn't seen for a long time. He returned to New York to report his work today and came to Merlin to sit here.
The energetic old cowboy reached out to open Merlin's refrigerator, then took out a bottle of juice from it with a little disgust. He looked back at Merlin and said:
"Your life looks less and less fun, my brother."
“I have children at home.”
Merlin, wearing pajamas, sat on the sofa and read the book while answering:
"So even if you forget about beer, drinking juice and milk is actually quite good, at least it's very healthy."
"Healthy, a good reason."
Gatler twisted the cap of the juice, took a sip, and sat next to Merlin.
Compared to before, the old cowboy's dressing was a bit different. His dressing style was the same as before, but on the bridge of his nose, he also wore a pair of glasses like Merlin.
However, unlike Merlin's elegant frameless glasses, Gatler's brown glasses look more like reading glasses. The wide lenses and tortoiseshell frames cover up their eyes and are full of the atmosphere of the previous era.
This dress of brown glasses is a magical item that Gatler's Veva's wife exchanged for him in Diagon Alley to cover up the abnormality of his eyes.
After all, with a pair of yellow cat eyes, people will be noticed wherever they go, which is not in line with the secret principles of agents.
Gatler, sitting on the sofa drinking juice, reached out and turned on the TV, lowered his voice, and took out a thin book from his pocket while watching the game. He has also been making up for some traditional textbooks for witch hunters, which are the textbooks for novice Elsa through the relationship between witch hunters.
It records all the information, characteristics, and methods of dealing with all the aliens that the witch hunter has encountered over the past thousand years. Of course, what makes Gatler the most headache is not to remember these obscure knowledge, but the alchemy that qualified witch hunters must learn.
The process of mixing various potions like a witch, and then making those strange-smelling potions and sword oils in the rented magic alchemy room made Gatler, who grew up in the world of science, miserable.
Finally, it is not very difficult to use the magic seal for combat.
After all, Gatler's wife is a mixed-race veva, and Ms. Liv is also a spellcaster herself. She can teach her husband little by little to use simple magic.
More than ten minutes later, Gatler finished reading a highlight of the game. He closed the book in his hand, looked at the time, and then turned his head to Merlin and said:
"Tell me the serious business."
"Um."
Merlin nodded, he clamped the bookmark into the book in his hand, and looked at Gatler, he asked:
"How is it in Eastern Europe?"
“Not very smooth.”
Gatler touched his shiny hair that lost, and he said with some regret:
"Since I killed a Hydra base in Poland a month ago, their activities there have been getting more and more low-key."
"I know they are moving to the Sokovia region, where there are many castles left from medieval times, bunkers left from World War II, and the place has been quite closed, so the search progress is very slow, but I have gained something."
Gatler lowered his voice and said to Merlin:
"In the base I destroyed, I caught a leader who called himself a 'Classic Eye'."
"clairvoyance?"
Merlin narrowed his eyes and said:
"I've heard of this name. He is the commander in charge of commanding Hydra's military power, and he is a big shot."
Gatler blinked his eyes and said quietly:
"That's the past."
"Hmm? What does it mean?"
Merlin asked back, Gatler waved his hand and leaned against the sofa to relax himself, he said:
"After a faction of Hydra was cut and killed by you, Mr. Clairvoy lost his power. When I found him, he was very down and out. He hid in that remote base. He seemed to have lost confidence in Hydra's future and wanted to abandon the darkness and turn to light, but I still killed him."
The old cowboy snorted and made a cut-down action.
He said to Merlin:
"I learned something from him, and you might be interested."
"Classic Liyan told me that he had a direct boss in SHIELD, codenamed 'Speaker'."
"speaker?"
Meilin was chanting this name, and he asked with a hint of murderous intent:
"Have he told you the Speaker's true identity?"
“Sadly, no.”
Gatler spread his hands and said to Merlin calmly:
"Or, he didn't know. The Speaker has always maintained a very cautious one-way contact with Cleverne. Every task is sent by phone or email. It is encrypted on the physical level and is almost impossible to track it backwards. The most important thing is that after Hydra re-hides, the Speaker and Cleverne's connection was completely cut off."
"That cunning guy, probably realized the change of situation. He was trying to hide himself deeper. What you did really scared him."
"Well, that's a matter of course."
Merlin said:
"If the Speaker is really the leader of Hydra, then his hiding will definitely be difficult for us to know. Let's not mention this for now, let's talk about your actions in Eastern Europe and what did the base you destroyed do?"
“It’s a laboratory.”
Gatler took out a few photos from his pocket and placed them in front of Merlin. He said with disgust:
"It's a very disgusting laboratory where they conducted human trials, including mutants and Inhumans. I rescued those tests in the official name, and Inhumans were picked up by people from the 'afterlife', but no one came to pick them up. They still live on a farm on the outskirts of Paris."
"It seems that Hydra's Eastern European branch is responsible for scientific research projects."
Merlin looked at the photos full of bloody smell and said:
"This is consistent with the information we have collected so far. Hydra's leader in Eastern Europe is code-named "Baron". He has a scientist named Dr. Lister. Compared to other Hydras who are doing destruction everywhere, these two guys are like real researchers."
"But you won't let them go, aren't you?"
Gatler laughed and said:
"What about you? Do you have any new clues in North America?"
"have."
Merlin breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I found a group suspected to be related to Hydra, .m."
"Pioneer Technology?"
Gatler widened his eyes and said:
"That famous multinational scientific research group? Are they also involved?"
"It should be."
Merlin said:
"They have stolen 084 items in their hands, which is probably the hidden Hydra inside us, stole from the base and handed them over. In addition, they are also studying mutants, and their copying technology is amazing. They are trying to copy Steve Rogers, maybe they want to make an evil version of Captain America."
"That's a huge monster."
Gatler frowned and said:
"It is different from other hidden mice. It is well-known worldwide and has an official support background in many countries. It will be difficult for SHIELD to check them."
"Yes, Fury told me this."
Merlin said:
"He will help me and create opportunities for me. I have to find a way to figure out what they are going to do. In addition, there is another thing, I want to ask you to use the resources of the European branch to help me find a woman named Hale."
Merlin explained:
"That woman was once a major of the Ministry of Defense. Those 084 items were lost when she was managing the 084 base. I now suspect that Hale might be a Hydra who broke into the secret line within the Ministry of Defense. But the problem is that Fury used North American relations and searched for several months but couldn't find her."
"Fry didn't find it?"
Gatler blinked:
“This sounds a bit bad.”
"Yes, it's pretty bad."
Merlin said:
"A few days ago, Fury used those less 'formal' methods to obtain Hale's personnel files, which record that Colonel Hale was sent to the Middle East a year ago to serve as the air force commander of a base there. But the problem is that Fury sent someone there, but no trace of Hale was found, and she didn't go there at all!"
"Hydra is now in a deep dive. Hale's disappearance is probably part of this deep dive. This proves that she is very likely to be a snake, and it is quite important."
"Give me her message."
Gatler said with a serious expression:
"I will arrange it as soon as possible."
"Well, be careful."
Merlin took out a file from her pocket and handed it to Gatler, and he told:
"Fry's search has aroused the dissatisfaction and vigilance of the Ministry of Defense. On this line, at least on the surface, it is difficult for us to make a breakthrough, so we can only continue to search in secret."
"I know, I'll pay attention."
Gatler put away the documents, he raised his hand, looked at the time, and said:
"It's time for me to have those annoying meetings, by the way, last time I heard you say, another brother is going to join us?"
"right."
When Merlin mentioned this, a smile appeared on her face, and he said to Gatler:
"He will wake up soon, another ASUS witch hunter."
"Who is it?"
Gatler said:
"Do I know each other?"
"You must have seen him."
Merlin stood up and waved to Gatler, signaling him to follow.
The two walked up the second floor, and in Merlin's bedroom, Phil Colson, who had completed the painful mutation of transformation, was lying on the bed, and he would soon wake up.
"Phil?"
When Gatler saw the person on the bed, he said in surprise:
"I thought you would choose the two strong men under your command, Melinda or Sharon, who are of the same character, and they may be more suitable for our organization. I didn't expect you to choose the gentler Agent Colson."
“The conversion sequences of Melinda and Sharon have been arranged.”
Merlin whispered:
"After the first stage of transformation is completed, including you and me, we will have 22 brothers. Of course, this is far from enough, but their growth also takes time. After they complete their alien hunting training and become qualified ASCH, I will immediately start the second stage of transformation. By that time, the ASCH, the organization of ASCH, will truly take shape."
He looked at Gatler and said:
"When it comes to this, have you determined your inheritance direction?"
"Um."
Gatler nodded, and the old cowboy said:
"I spent some time comparing and I found that I was more suitable for the Bear School."
"Bear?"
Merlin shrugged, and he said:
"I thought you would choose a cat. After all, the fighting style of a cat is more suitable for us agents."
"I can't use your sword dance technique."
Gatler complained:
"That kind of sword technique takes a lot of time to practice, and my time is precious, so I just need to learn the simpler sword technique of the Rage."
"Simple?"
Merlin snorted:
"Do you really think the sword technique of the Rage is simple? It took several years for the blade to truly master the essence of the outbreak of the Rage in countless battles. That sword technique only looks simple. The energy you spend to truly master it is not much less than Jianwu. Besides, the fighting posture of the Rage Sword technique is too ugly. Where is the elegance of the sword dance?"
"Say whatever you want."
Gatler said nothing:
"Anyway, I have obtained the inheritance of the Rage Sword from Master Whistler and my own silver sword. Three days ago, I personally chopped up a pure blood vampire hiding near my home to open the silver sword. In short, I am also a formal bear school demon hunter now."
The old cowboy looked back at Phil Colson lying on the bed, and said with interest:
"Guess which one would Agent Phil choose?"
"Do you still have to choose?"
Merlin took something out of her pocket and said to Gatler:
"He must be boring to follow me to inherit the fighting skills of the Wolf School and wait like this. Come and fight Quint, right?"
"OK!"
Gatler, who was about to rush to the meeting, took out his Gent from his pocket with great enthusiasm. While shuffling the cards, he said proudly:
"I bought a whole set of monster cards from a passing witch hunter in Marseille last week. This time you are definitely not my opponent!"
"Everyone can say big talk."
Merlin snorted, holding the silver-edged Gent card in his hand, and he winked at the table quietly landing behind Gatler, Victor, the Raven Spirit, who remained in hiding, and then said provocatively:
"So far, no one in New York has ever won the northern field in my hands, and even the extremely flexible squirrel party in Elsa's hands cannot do it!"
"Just play cards, just talk less nonsense!"
Gatler took out his wallet from his pocket, took out several pieces of money without even looking at it, and threw it on the table in front of him, he said:
"What about your bet?"
Chapter completed!