svetikya Chapter 200 The Usak incident ends
Chapter 200 The Usak incident ends
Chapter 200 The Usak incident ends
"That……"
Mephisto, who turned into a cloud of black mist, floated to the ceiling: "How should I negotiate terms with them?"
To be honest.
If SHIELD helped him chop up the illegitimate son, he might really agree to the condition that the lion opened his mouth just now.
Mephisto knew very well that this was a must for him.
His situation is very passive, he can make a move, but once he makes a move, it is impossible for him to stay in the hell of the earth dimension.
Look at the Hades of Haile in Asgard. Didn't Odin seal the daughter Hela who was in charge of the Hades of Haile to show his orthodox status?
Who let the death of his top boss hate the ultimate top boss, the origin of the universe.
The big brother made a mistake, and the younger brother suffered.
Death is only locked up, but under the command of death, what about the hell lord of the hell dimension that once spread all over the planets?
Now only he and Hela, who was protected by Odin in the name of sealing, are still alive, and the other hell lords are all blown up.
As soon as Mephisto thought of this, he couldn't help but think of the ancient master, and then, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Thinking back when he lost the Cre star hell and fell to the earth, when he thought he would usher in his end, the young Gu Yi who hadn't shaved his hair at that time even found him.
then……
Just as Mephisto recalled the scene of the sunset that day, Mike said lightly: "Don't think that Aegis is so easy to fool, you must be tough in the negotiations later, you must be tough, Otherwise, they will let you know what it means to push your nose on your face, a death-free contract for a hundred people, and this number is fixed."
Mephisto returned to his senses and hummed in a slightly obedient tone.
Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "There's no need to come here after talking about the matter, so as not to expose me, go back to hell and wait for the news. Remember the promise you made to me. When the time comes, I will ask you to take it."
Mephisto said: "I will not forget."
Mike nodded and stopped talking.
An hour passed.
Mephisto disappeared from Mike's room.
Mike didn't use his spiritual perception ability to visit everything that happened there. He had already done what he had to do. In this round, he had no possibility of losing.
About another hour later, the corners of Mike's mouth curled up slightly as he was lying on the bed in his clothes and reading a professional book on psychology.
thereafter.
The martial law of the SHIELD agents at the hangar and the soldiers dispatched temporarily was also cancelled.
And then.
Mike glanced at the message sent by Natasha, and couldn't help smiling. It seems that today he will spend another night alone in this base.
But that's fine too.
"I'm a good person, and I don't see blood."
Mike muttered such a sentence, then put the phone aside, and concentrated on reading the professional book in his hand that he had read nearly half of.
Learning is endless.
Life-long learning.
Live and learn.
Mike can go on, but he feels that this is enough. After all, his theocracy is plunder and nothing else. Knowledge is the only treasure that cannot be plundered or plundered.
That night, the Usak military base was calm, and Mike even played basketball with them for a while at the invitation of a lieutenant colonel.
the next day.
Early in the morning.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Come in."
Natasha, who hadn't slept all night and looked a little dusty, pushed open the door and looked at Mike, who was already sitting at the desk like yesterday, was stunned, looked at the time on the watch and frowned, "What time are you?" Did the clock wake up?"
"Time is the last thing to be wasted."
Mike pulled out the USB flash drive on the computer again, threw it towards Natasha and said, "Have you seen the scenery at five o'clock in Stanford University?"
talking.
Mike put his laptop computer into the backpack, then put the backpack on his back and said, "We can go."
Natasha frowned as she looked at the USB flash drive in her hand and nodded.
soon.
The Kun's fighter took off from the runway and rushed into the sky, and then flew straight towards the local position.
in the cabin.
The Warrens also seemed to have stayed up all night, with their shoulders leaning on each other, sleeping soundly on the marching bench opposite Mike.
After a while.
The cockpit door opened, and Natasha, who took a shower and changed clothes before boarding the plane, walked through it and sat beside Mike and sighed.
Mike took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, fastened them, and put them aside with the professional book in his hand, looking at Natasha: "What's the matter?"
Natasha leaned back and glanced at Mike with her head sideways: "I don't know, tell me if I have anything to do, after all, don't you know mind reading?"
Mike chuckled: "I don't know how to read minds, it's just that my professional knowledge has given me more ability to see through the surface."
"You're calm, Mike."
Natasha said: "I have read the paper you wrote on "Stanford Experiment". I think I and others have a question, is Philip included in your initial calculation?"
Mike thought for a while: "It's just a coincidence. Philip's experimental subject collided with mine. He proposed the joint experiment, and I didn't think of forming my own experimental group at the time. Of course, I didn't think about it when the experiment ended up like that." I thought, but, as my teacher said, if you want not to be stupid, then you must separate yourself from everything you do, especially for our profession.”
The "Stanford Experiment" matter can be seen through but cannot be explained through. The result of seeing through is completely different from the result of explaining it.
Natasha nodded: "So, you are so calm and scary, after all, those are three lives."
Mike smiled: "I'm just a psychological profiler. I gave my opinion based on the existing results. As for the others, they are not in my thinking."
"So this is why you haven't been curious about the deal we made with the Lord of Hell since you got on the plane."
"Correct."
Mike nodded and looked at Natasha with a smile: "However, if you want to tell me, I'm willing to listen."
Natasha smiled at Mike, then shrugged: "Sorry, the bureau has defined the nature of this mission as a 3S level, so your authority is not enough, I want to tell you that there is no way, who told you to He wasn't there at the time."
Let you calm down too much.
Live it!
I don't know why, after Natasha said this, she seemed to be in a much better mood.
Mike also smiled: "Natalia, it seems that you forgot one more thing."
Natasha came back to her senses: "What?"
Mike chuckled, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Natasha with a smile like a knowledgeable scholar, and said, "I don't need you to talk. You have already given me the answer."
Natasha: "..."
(End of this chapter)