Riding on SHIELD's Quinjet, the Bug-Iron duo, plus Coulson and the Iron Cavalry team, all came to this familiar rooftop again.
Going downstairs and walking into the Skrull's room, I found that there weren't many signs of fighting here.
"The captain didn't react. His shield missed." Tony's eyepiece emitted two beams of light, scanning the entire room.
Use a computer to compose the picture, then align all the traces with the previous composition, filter out the variables for analysis, and simulate the movements of others as much as possible.
Or don't go to such trouble, just look at the marks left by the shield on the edge of the door frame, and you will know that this time it did not hit the enemy, but hit the wall.
"Based on the captain's skills in throwing Frisbees, it is almost impossible to miss." Peter got closer to the mark beside the door, tilted his head to observe carefully, and even reached out to buckle: "The strength is not enough, this mark
Very shallow, maybe they were all hit with tear gas? The kind the government used to suppress black people’s demonstrations?”
"Captain has undergone a super-soldier transformation and can hold his breath for up to twenty minutes. Tear gas is ineffective on him." Colson, an enthusiastic fan, rejected this hypothesis and put forward his own opinion: "I think it may be a stun gun. Captain's body
Although his qualities are strong, he is only human, and he will be numb if he is shocked."
After Tony finished the analysis, he turned his head and looked around casually, casually talking about the results:
"It's all possible. Not only did the captain miss his shot when he tried to fight back, but also Hawkeye's arrow and Black Widow's pistol missed. There's an arrow hole in the lampshade above his head, and there's a mouse in the corner hole over there.
He was killed by a stray bullet. Falcon and Sergeant Bucky made no effective resistance at all. The aliens who came were very powerful, but not in large numbers."
Colson walked to the wall, pulled down his trousers and squatted down. He actually took out a dead rat from the hole in the wall. He took out a flashlight and took a closer look. He stood up and asked his men to get the evidence bag and put it away.
"The 9mm caliber subsonic special bullet is Natasha's gun, but how do you know there aren't many aliens on the other side?"
Tony, who was under the golden mask, smiled crookedly. He walked to the window, stretched out his finger and wiped it on the outside of the window sill, then showed it to everyone and said eloquently:
"Everyone, my damn dad said 70 years ago that technology! is the fundamental force that changes the world! I can see the evidence that you can't see now. There is a... well, a sloppy girl.
, had pizza for dinner, and escaped through this window. Judging from the nanoscale distribution of dust, she escaped at the same time as the captain and the others were raided. "
The Anti-Deathstroke suit is really easy to use. It deserves to be equipped with an evidence collection and analysis system. It is easy to draw this conclusion.
Even Tony in the armor doesn't have to think, he just needs to read the conclusions projected in the eyepiece.
Colson turned to Mei and nodded: "Take someone to check all the surrounding residents."
"No need!" Tony waved to the hairless agent, motioning him to come to the window and take a look: "Isn't she right there?"
As Iron Man pointed his hand, Coulson saw a girl with a dirty face emerging from under a van on the other side of the road, gesturing wildly at them.
The agent who looked like a good old man raised his eyebrows and nodded involuntarily: "Hiding under the eyes of the enemy? She is quite smart. I like smart young people."
"Is this a jump? It's such an uncomfortable feeling."
The spaceship left the folded space, and the people who were distorted like a distorted mirror returned to normal. Only Elsa, who entered the universe for the first time, seemed to be suffering from seasickness.
The little raccoon jumped off the co-pilot and threw a spray to her: "Actually, normal spacecraft jumps won't happen like this, but Deathstroke made us jump 170 times in a row. You're lucky even if you don't die. You'd better not vomit in it now.
We're on board."
The monster hunter did not accept the kindness of the suspected prey. She chose to use magic to solve the problem. She only needed to temporarily take her soul out of her body, get used to it for a while and then walk back, which would perfectly solve the dizziness symptoms.
Because simple seasickness is just child's play compared with the colorful, rapidly rotating and twisted world that can be seen after the soul leaves the body.
She slapped herself on the chest, tilted her head and fell softly on the chair.
"Everyone, please testify to me that I did not poison her, and she did not even use the spray I gave her." Raccoon raised his hands and looked at the death knell innocently: "She committed suicide suddenly and was out of breath."
Star-Lord, who was driving the spaceship, turned his head and glanced, mainly to see Deathstroke's expression. He found that there was no surprise on the other side, so he felt relieved:
"It's okay, maybe he will be alive in a while. Gamora, prepare the customs declaration documents. We are still wanted escapees here."
"Okay, I will hack into their system, make up a spaceship number, and the registrant will fill in the Kree Empire, and transport fruits..." The green-skinned woman sitting in the back seat of the communication seat began to type on the keyboard, familiar with the journey.
He carefully fabricated a document that would allow them to land in the ideal area: "It's done! My skills are as good as ever and cannot be noticed by the Xandar people. Of course, if it doesn't work, just pretend I didn't say anything."
At this time Elsa also came to life. She took a long breath and picked up the little raccoon in front of her again.
"Are we there yet, Master?"
Looking at the bustling planet below and the spaceships coming and going from the many space stations in the universe, Su Ming nodded: "Yes, this is Xandar. I haven't been here for a long time. I don't know if there have been any changes."
.”
"Change? No change. It was like this this year and it will be like this next year."
Star-Lord, who was controlling the spacecraft to descend into the atmosphere, put on a fake beard with both hands on his face. He is now so proficient in piloting the spacecraft that he uses his feet to control the landing. However, the control stick cannot be gripped between his toes, and his feet are a little slippery due to sweat. He smiles.
Quick note:
"Xandar is protected by the Nova Corps. Everyone lives in their comfort zone and never thinks about the changes they want."
"I'm Groot!"
"Yes, Groot is right."
The raccoon was held by Elsa, but this time she didn't stab him with a dagger, and he became a lot more lively:
"Your Contrasia has taken away a lot of business from Xandar, and they didn't say anything about it, and they were even very happy, because their official statement is-'Civilized Xandar people can finally do as little as possible.
You see the smelly bandits on the street, you know? We are interstellar predators, but it still hurts to be insulted as bandits."
"Maybe it's the fault of the cosmic translator?" Drax said with a naive smile. He felt like he had discovered some big secret.
"I'm Groot?" The tree man raised his hand.
"It's really possible." After landing, Star-Lord began to put on his shoes and agreed with the tree man's words: "Okay, friends, Captain Marvel, who is flying solo, should have arrived long ago. Gamora and I will take the guests for the next action.
Let’s go, those of you with too obvious features can stay on the spaceship to look after the family.”
"I am Groot..." The tree man collapsed into a ball in disappointment.