"Where am I now?" said Evenson, who suddenly woke up from his sleep, as if he were in an unfamiliar environment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His memory is still staying, after the wine is fully up, and then suddenly he sees Nick Fury's face in front of him, and then he can't control the reverence that overturns...

"On the plane to the UK. ”

This voice is familiar, it's her own little succubus Sarah.

Evenson took a look, and it wasn't just Sarah who was there, but the other demons were also here. Originally, Evenson had planned to take them with him when he went to the UK this time, so Evenson was not surprised that they were here.

"I remember I was drunk, and I was still able to get on the plane, and—" Evenson looked left and right, and said suspiciously, "This doesn't seem to be civil aviation." ”

It's not just a civil airline, it's not even a passenger plane, and looking at the stacked cargo, and the simple seat that looks like a long plank lying horizontally, Evenson is completely sure that this is a transport plane.

"This is a S.H.I.E.L.D. plane. Sarah yawned and said, "I don't know why that suddenly sent someone to pick us up and stuffed him with you into this transport plane that was about to fly to England, as if he wished you would disappear in front of his eyes immediately." ”

"Ahh I can probably understand. Evenson remembers what he did in Nick Fury's office.

"But," said Evenson, rubbing his head, "what the hell are those two glasses? ”

"The reason your head hurts is entirely because the chief grabbed you by the collar and threw you into the cabin. Sarah said lightly, "You hit your head first." ”

"Isn't it?" Evenson now realized that his headache was not at all the same as the one caused by drinking. "Didn't you just vomit in the office?

"You didn't just throw up in that egghead's office. Listening to this title, you know that it was Habs who said, "You may have vomited all over him." ”

"Really?" asked Evenson, raising an eyebrow.

"Trust my sense of smell. Habs said confidently, gritting his row of dogtooth.

"That makes sense. At this time, Taylor suddenly spoke: "I said that when I got on the plane, he dragged you over, and he was going to the engine." ”

Engine? I'll it, even if it's to kill people, it's too cruel, right?

Okay, the headache question is a good question, but "Can any of you explain what happened to my hand?" Evenson pointed to his visibly swollen left hand, which had a petite hoof print with a circular difference, "Don't tell me that Nick Fury suddenly has a hoof." ”

Evenson said this to Sarah, because there were only two hoofed here, one was her, and the other was the five big and three thick demon guard Taylor. And Evenson's left hand, now it's just a little painful, a little swollen, not a comminuted fracture.

"That's entirely your own doing. Tripsy, a little ghost who has never had a sense of existence, said with a scumbag expression, "Miss Sarah couldn't bear to see you lying on the plank, so she let you pill on her lap." I didn't expect you to actually do it to her in your sleep. ”

"That's it?"

Although Sarah likes women, she usually likes to tease Evenson, and physical friction is common.

So Evenson thought it strange, didn't he just touch two handfuls when he was unconscious? Do you use such a fierce hoof? And don't you know that stepping on a person with a hoof and stepping on a person with a foot are two different concepts?

"But you can just touch it," Tripsie gloated, "what are you still talking about, ah, Claire, your breasts aren't as big as they seem?"

After touching the small of the suspect's house, it's no wonder Sarah will run wild.

Evenson, who understood what was going on, suddenly felt regretful that he was not at the beginning, and a thousand words were combined into one sentence, "It's a pity." Can he not regret it, he found that he could not remember the scene in his dream at all. So he had to silently light a cigarette and mourn the dream that had passed. Then the plane went off the alarm.

Fortunately, this is not a civil aviation, otherwise the first tourist attraction Evenson went to the UK would have been the police station. No matter what kind of plane it is, smoking on it is a big death.

"What's going on here?" As soon as the alarm sounded, two agents came over to inquire about the situation.

"Nothing. Evenson sat there calmly: "Maybe the alarm is wrong." ”

One of the agents twitched at the corner of his mouth, and if you could kick the cigarette butt a little further at your feet, I might have taken your word for it.

The two agents looked at each other, knowing it was a false alarm, and decided to go back. Before leaving, he asked Evenson very strangely, "Are you sure you don't go to the cabin?"

Evenson "......, I said where did you two jump out, it turns out that there is a cabin on the plane."

So Evenson looked at his subordinates complainingly, and said in his heart that you can't be reliable, you don't go to the cabin, stay in the cargo hold and enjoy it?

The five demons "cut" at the same time, I don't know if it's our first time flying? How would we know that there is a cabin? Actually... Evenson was also a first.

"John Gatler, currently a Level 7 Agent, is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Advisor. As the group reached the cabin, one of the agents introduced himself.

The agent, Gatler, was supposed to be about Coulson's age, but he looked a little flamboyant. Evenson to his ... Well... Not very impressed.

"This is Grant Ward, Agent IV. Gatler pointed to his attendant.

It was a young man in his 20s, tall and somewhat burly, but oily-haired.

"You know, Ward. "Although he is only a fourth-level agent, Evenson knows who he is, and there is no way to make the family live long. "I think you look better with a beard. ”

"I'll give it a try. Ward said politely.

"Did Nick Fury send you to keep an eye on me?" asked Evenson. He felt that the situation of these two guys should be the same as Melinda's last time.

"No, we have other missions in the UK, just a plane ride. Gatler denied it.

Come to think of it, although Ward is very capable, he is only a fourth-level agent at the moment, and it is not his turn to target Evenson. The Garrett level is sufficient, but it is not a descendant that Nick Fury trusts. So this time it was a coincidence.

"Mr. Advisor," Garrett said with a sudden embarrassment, "I have something I want to ask you about...", and then, he said in a hurry, "Seriously, I don't know how much the secrecy discipline of S.H.I.E.L.D. restricts the position of Advisor, so if you feel embarrassed about the next thing I inquire, you can not answer." ”

Evenson said, "Let's talk about it first. ”

"That's right. Garrett asked, "I know that Director Fury has given you information about some personnel, and I hope you can find a suitable person from among them who can teach him your special skills." And this subordinate of mine. After saying that, he looked at Ward and said, "He's among them, I wonder if he's in your eyes?"