"Sometimes I think you look like an old lady, but sometimes I think I'm older than you." Pamela cut the steak with the tip of her knife, teased the small piece of meat with her fork, and continued: "I always
I feel tired, I don’t want to do anything, I don’t have such strong mobility and good energy..."
"If you weren't so indulgent, I think this situation would be better." The beautiful red-haired female agent sitting opposite her picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. She waved to the waiter next to her and asked him
Change to an ice bucket.
Pamela put the steak into her mouth, hummed with some enjoyment and said, "I still appreciate you, madam. I haven't eaten in a restaurant of this quality for a long time."
"If you tell Dr. Schiller this, he will be happy to treat you." Natasha leaned back slightly, put down her glass and began to eat. She forked the slippery oysters with her fork, raised her head and said, "Nick let me
I'm keeping an eye on you, but I guess he means that he wants me to keep an eye on you and not let you harm his young lamb."
"I'm not that picky either."
"The female agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are all beautiful."
Pamela showed a hesitant expression, but she still showed a bright smile to Natasha and said: "She must not be as beautiful as you, madam."
Natasha didn't show any offence. She just held her head with her hands and said: "There are many people who are concerned about my relationship with the previous Black Widow. They have made a lot of outrageous speculations, including that the two of us are actually...
Lover relationship.”
"What do you think?" Pamela asked.
Natasha shook her head and said: "Girls from the red house can't understand purely emotional relationships. In our opinion, maintaining relationships as friends, lovers, and husband and wife is all about getting information. People treat us like
It is said that there are only two types, those that are valuable and need to be approached, and those that are worthless and need to be ignored."
"But you are obviously not that simple." Pamela said: "I think I have some value to you. After all, I come from another universe and have the power of the green of all things. You can go to bed with Iron Man for information. Naturally
You can go to bed with me just for information, men and women are not within your consideration."
"That's the theory."
"There must be something beyond the scope of theory." Pamela turned away her eyes and said thinking: "Nick ordered you to get rid of me, so the simplest way is to pull me to bed. I believe you are sure to let me do it to you.
Your interest will not fade so quickly, and I will definitely be haunted by you before I leave."
"That's right." Natasha nodded again.
Pamela asked curiously: "Then why not?"
"It all depends on what I can gain." Natasha said: "First of all, I'm not gay. I can't tell whether women have sexual value to me, so sleeping with you itself won't provide me with any spiritual energy.
and physical enjoyment.”
"Is it okay to be with Iron Man?"
"Before I went to bed with him, I didn't know that he was not good at it." Natasha said very bluntly: "And I think he might not be good at it, but he was too nervous and didn't perform well."
"Really?" Pamela said suspiciously.
"I have met a lot of men, and I can still figure it out in this regard. I don't know why, but Tony Stark is always a little nervous when facing me. Maybe some people have a stronger sense of danger than others.
"
"Then what else?"
"Nick is my current boss. I work for him and he pays me a salary. It seems very reasonable, but how many people in this world really want to work?"
"Aren't you a professional agent?"
"I was very professional when I was in the Soviet Union because my ideal was to build a beautiful motherland. If I am still very professional after coming to the United States, what is my ideal? Is it the enemy of building a beautiful motherland?"
Pamela was speechless for a moment.
"So when you are performing a mission in the United States, you still have to choose whether the other party suits your taste?"
Natasha nodded and said: "Actually, most of the secret agent missions in this world cannot be completed without seduction. If that's the case, why do they want to turn me into a modified person?"
Pamela also felt that there was some truth to it. Natasha was already very beautiful. If she just wanted her to do the job of seduction, then there was no need to conduct human experiments on her. Isn't the Black Widow famous for her brutal force?
"Then have you ever picked one you're satisfied with?" Pamela asked a little gossiping.
"In terms of appearance, Tony is actually pretty good." Natasha licked her lips, thought about it and said, "He is my favorite type among the older ones. As for the younger one... Spider-Man is not mine.
Damn, he's a little too innocent. Those new recruits from SHIELD look at me as if I've seen a ghost. It's really boring."
Natasha fiddled with her fork boredly, but suddenly she seemed to remember something and said: "I have seen a guy named Nightwing in a fighting game before. He is quite hot, and he is also the kind of boring guy I like.
Shao type, I still hope that he can be ranked in the fighting world this time..."
Pamela almost spit out her drink.
"What about Batman?" Pamela asked.
"It's just a dish." Natasha shrugged and said, "Batman is indeed very spicy, but I guess I can't beat him, so I can only taste it. Of course, I heard that Nightwing is Batman's adopted son.
, if father and son were together..."
Natasha licked her lips, and Pamela quickly pushed out the various images that appeared in her mind.
"Then don't even think about it. I guess you can't even handle Batman. I'm afraid he won't get serious with a troublesome woman like you."
"Then where did Damian come from?"
"You understand quite clearly." Pamela took a sip of wine angrily and said: "Thalia is not as difficult as you, at least she won't want the father and son..."
"How do you know she doesn't want to?" Natasha said shockingly again. She said, "She is definitely the type to think so. Otherwise, you can ask her next time. If she falls in love with Batman, she will definitely do it.
I want to pick up his son..."
Pamela was doubtful, but decided not to discuss this topic with Natasha, otherwise she would have nightmares tonight.
"I have promised Nick to do plant experiments in his laboratory. He is very interested in plants that can hit people. Do you think he is really interested, or is he just being polite for Dr. Schiller's sake?"
"I think he must be really interested," Natasha said.
"Why do you say that?" Pamela was a little curious. People like Natasha usually don't speak in such an absolute tone. Since she said so, she has strong evidence.
"Because modern American law cannot convict plants." Natasha analyzed: "This is different from pets. If a pet bites someone, the pet owner must bear the responsibility for poor care. If someone is hit by an unconscious plant, then the person who threw the plant must
People will also be found guilty."
"But if a plant becomes conscious on its own and comes out of the ground to beat a person, then neither the judge nor the jury can find a precedent in this case, and a completely new verdict will have to be made."
"Yes, but they can still decide."
"No, they can't, because the person who proposed the euthanasia method for hurting pets is still being scolded by animal rights activists. This was a few decades ago when information was not developed. Do you think if they convicted plants?
, what will plant conservationists do to them?”
“Can’t the owner of the plant be judged to have failed to take good care of it?”
"Then vegetarians will have something to say." Natasha knocked on the table lightly and said: "They will say that they have made great sacrifices and contributions to environmental protection, and they can no longer care for their refrigerators.
The cabbage in it takes more responsibility.”
Natasha sighed softly and said: "If the judge and jury make such a verdict, they will offend those who are good at making things worse. They want to stir up trouble even if they are unreasonable, let alone if they are justified."
"So Nick must sincerely support your experiment. As long as the plant cultivation is successful, he can use cabbage to beat up his old enemies who are robbed of funds, but the judge can't find him guilty."
Pamela rolled her eyes and said, "How can he be so narrow-minded? Don't you think there is no hope for you to follow such a leader?"
"On the contrary, just because he is stingy and petty, the salary he pays me can support me to bring you to a restaurant like this for dinner." Natasha looked around at the luxurious decoration of the restaurant and said, "Although he never gives me any leave.
, complaining about insufficient funds every day, and asking us to die dozens of times a year to reimburse him, but he is still quite generous to the people under him."
Pamela nodded and said: "I hope he will do the same to me. I am indeed a little short of money."
"But the banknotes used in the two universes are different. Do you plan to change it to precious metals? Do you have a way to sell it?"
"I'm also thinking about this issue." Pamela's face became more serious. She gently touched her chin and said, "Although the security situation over there has improved a lot, it's not difficult to find second-hand dealers. I
I’m not afraid of taking advantage of others, but the price will definitely not be very good these days.”
Natasha picked up a piece of tomato in the salad and said: "In an economic crisis, you have to consider liquidity even more. The volume of goods received by black market dealers will not be large. You may have to find several to get your goods."
Eat it, but if there are more people, the risk will be greater."
"Do you know where the vast majority of the FBI's extra money comes from? To put it nicely, it's called combating economic crimes, but to put it worse, it's gangsterism. Those second-rate dealers who deal in precious metals and antiques were caught and their things were stolen.
They run away as soon as they hand it over, because most of the things in the hands of their patrons have come from shady sources, so they can only suffer a loss."
"If you go through illegal trading channels and are caught by the FBI, second-tier dealers will not protect your goods. Once confiscated, you will suffer heavy losses."
Pamela began to have a sad look on her face again, and she said: "Even in the era when Gotham gangs were rampant, I didn't have much dealings with them. I really couldn't find any reliable channels."
"Then don't exchange this kind of goods." Natasha suggested: "Exchange something that at least on the surface is not easy to be seized. If it is seized, the FBI has no way to preserve it or get rid of it."
"for example?"
"Grain." Natasha said: "The FBI cannot do bulk product transactions because they have neither a place to store it nor a channel to sell it. If it is divided into batches, the unit price is too low and the movement is too high, it is not worth their trouble."
"In the context of the economic crisis, food is hard currency. The only question is whether you have a place to store it and whether you have a reliable way to sell it."
Pamela suddenly had an idea and said: "I know an undersea passage from Mexico to the east coast of the United States, which can completely evade all searches by the Coast Guard and the Self-Defense Forces, and the metropolis is now short of food."
"Isn't this a coincidence?" Natasha smiled and said: "With the help of mutants, Mexico in our universe is producing food at an unprecedented rate. As long as you can convince Nick, this is much safer than precious metal trading.