"Ms. 'Dark Phoenix', the 'Black Saber' and classmate Sherlock you asked me to keep an eye on are visiting Akihabara, but I can't see what they are doing."
Natasha sat in front of half of the surveillance screen arrays showing snowflakes. While adjusting the focus of the main screen, she said to the white-haired woman who called herself Jean Grey, codenamed "Dark Phoenix."
"If you can tell, you are as good as a cosmic demon,"
Qin Gray was sitting on the sofa with her legs on the coffee table, holding several comics in her hand and flipping through them quickly:
"Well, this plot is somewhat interesting. Bah, this composition is rubbish. Oh...I see, the foreshadowing is here."
"So, the current inaccessibility of Tokyo is caused by her? How are we going to solve this matter? Is it useful to discuss it with her?" Natasha decided to ignore her comments on the comic.
"Go and discuss it with her if you want," Jean Gray dropped a comic: "But the greater possibility is that you will 'disappear' before you get close, literally."
As if it was a threat, the comic that had just been rated as "trash" burned out of thin air after she dropped it, and was completely burned before it hit the ground.
"She is the 'Fire Demon God', no, the 'Lord of the Fire Dimension'?" Natasha adjusted the camera again to track the two people leaving the screen, and then asked.
"Don't deliberately test me with lame and wrong answers, 'Master,'" Qin Gray dropped another comic: "You just need to know that she can indeed solve the trouble here, but she is a bigger trouble."
"..." Natasha was silent.
Compared with other Avengers who went to the universe to gain knowledge and possess various powerful abilities, she, an ordinary human agent who stayed on earth doing nothing and having no abilities, had access to a higher level. Of course, that was provided that she was not deceived.
"Oh, I caught you."
At this moment, Qin Gray suddenly sneered as if a hunter had successfully caught his prey, and then directly reached into the comic book in front of her.
Before Natasha had time to doubt her eyes, she saw Jean Gray pull out a long, thin, slippery pink tentacle from "the book".
boom!
The moment she caught a glimpse of the tentacle, the conjectures, plans and reasoning that were still going on in her mind exploded into fireworks all over the sky, and everything she saw before her eyes turned into pure white.
She tried hard to gather her thoughts and regain consciousness, but with little success. She could only vaguely perceive the things around her.
It seemed... that he was under a cliff, surrounded by ancient and dilapidated stone altars, and blood that was constantly pouring out of his body and flowing freely around.
Your own blood?
Natasha suddenly "woke up" and found that she was still in the SHIELD safe house, her thinking was still quick and efficient, as if everything she had just experienced was just an illusion.
If the Jean Gray in front of her hadn't tried to pull a little girl out of a comic book.
It was a girl who looked like a teenager, with green eyes, long white hair, and wearing a black and white plaid skirt. The most eye-catching thing was the ridiculously long "stupid hair" on the top of her head, and Qin Gray was putting it on
Holding it in his hand, he pulled the girl with the GTLT expression upwards like a fish - from the comic book placed in front of her.
"I guess it's you, ■■■■■■," she said viciously: "The 'Lord of the Virtual Dimension' must have been deceived by you."
"[It's not me, that was all done by the 'Demon of Knowledge and Destiny', Hermaeus Mora,]" the girl covered her head with her hands and shouted in a strange voice that was sharp and hoarse at the same time:
"[I just want to come here to play with ■■■——]"
"..."
Natasha strongly suspected that the shielding function of these two people was malfunctioning when they were talking. Then the terrifying identities could be directly revealed, but irrelevant names were blocked.
But if there is no malfunction... the level of terror will be doubled.
"I was still counting money for others after being sold by others - although it doesn't seem to be 'someone else'," Qin Gray tugged twice more, but still failed to pull the girl out of the book, and finally let go in frustration: "Go'
'Look for him over there, don't call him by the wrong name, you know the consequences."
"[Meow meow...]" the girl shouted, pulling back "Damao" and crumpling it into a ball: "[I will be careful...]"
The girl slowly sank into the pages of the comic book and disappeared. Then, the comic "melted" and "evaporated" like ice cubes in the sun.
"I'm probably dreaming." Natasha said something she would never say under normal circumstances.
"Don't overestimate the 'Lord of the Dream Dimension'. That guy will get slapped twice when he passes by here." Qin Gray casually picked up another comic and flipped through it: "You continue to stare at the surveillance camera and take out the ones they have stayed on for more than ten seconds.
Make a note of all the stores and find an opportunity to make a 'return visit' later."
Then they are really unlucky.
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Minato area, the base of the Hand.
Murdoch is trying to search for remaining records of people who collaborated with "Bottu".
The "arrows" obtained by the Botu's deal with the devil are now out of control and may be spreading to the entire city through the network of underground passages, but that does not mean that all the guys who have obtained substitutes before have become part of the black mud.
If you leave these guys who have retreated into their shells alone, and when the black mud is solved and our people who are parachuted in to solve the problem leave, they may jump out again at any time and become new problems.
Moreover, all data files that can be easily processed have been destroyed by Botu. What we are looking for now are paper records or storage carriers that produced this information during transportation.
Due to some strange persistence, this country is quite resistant to the development of the electronics industry. For example, although surveillance cameras have become popular, records are stored on CDs or even floppy disks, and the Internet is basically for commercial use and rarely for civilian use, let alone for entertainment purposes.
.
But it's not a big problem.
"I'm sorry, I messed up. It's all my fault." Erica, who was sitting on the couch in the stronghold, apologized in a low voice like a primary school student who failed in the exam.
"I thought you would ask why I didn't take the initiative to find you all these years." Murdoch took the time to "look" at her.
The image of Erica in his eyes was almost the same as in his impression. The ninja uniform was the same as when he first saw her, and from the perspective of others, her real appearance was also the same.
But this is the problem. Anything with color that appears in one's "eyes" is different from its external appearance, such as Daji and the awakening of Van Helsing.
Perhaps, what he "sees" is indeed the real Erica, but the image she lets ordinary people see is just some kind of "mimicry."
...it's not a big problem.
At this moment, Erica suddenly raised her head: "Ah, Van Helsing is back."
"Same as before," Murdoch dropped the floppy disk in his hand, walked into the lounge next to the living room and closed the door.
The loopholes in Van Helsing's "contract" are still obvious. As long as he "can't see" Murdoch, there is no need to take action to drive him away, even if obvious evidence that Murdoch is nearby is found.
As a result, the two parties were unable to reach any explicit deal, and everything they did was based on a tacit understanding.
"Good news, Ms. Six Fingers," the "priest" who always had a playful smile walked into the living room: "As you have guessed, the entire Tokyo is blocked by an unknown force. Anyone with extraordinary power will
No one can enter or leave. It seems that there is a higher-level being that has blocked this area. Either we solve the black mud, or we will be destroyed together with that being after its patience runs out."
"...You call this good news?" Erica read through the second frame according to Murdoch's instructions: "What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is," the priest said with a suspicious smile: "The number of people affected by the black mud and unable to leave the city is gradually increasing. If this causes problems with the city's logistics, which handles a large amount of supplies every day, we may not have to wait for that person.
If existence takes action, this city will have destroyed itself."
"...So, what is the minimum deadline to solve the problem?" Erica continued reading the manuscript.
"Seven days, oh no, there are only five and a half days left, 'Ms. Six-Fingered'" "Van Helsing" said in a tone that did not feel any urgency at all: "It seems that I must help you become the leader and leader of the 'Hand' before the time limit ends.
The actual controller of Tokyo."
"..."
Why does he look like he's enjoying it?
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Shinjuku, Kabukicho.
"Miss, please calm down..."
"How can you be so calm! You tell me this is the most beautiful one in their store?!"
"In a sense..."
"Get out of here!"
Wow!
With a huge sound of shattering glass, a "Kabuki" wearing a red and black tights, carrying two swords at his waist, a large kimono, and a thick layer of powder on his face was thrown out from the second floor of a building.
