It didn't take long for Evenson to arrive at the scene of the incident. When he was about to get to the place, he saw a black jeep that had been smashed to pieces, which should be one of the escort vehicles of the escort team this time, the whole car was four-legged, oh no, it was three-legged to the sky, and one of the wheels flew off when it fell.

And when he got to the place, he saw another escort car, and he flew directly to the side of the wrong road, the same posture and the same way of dying.

But the most miserable thing should be this big truck with goods. The whole car rolled on its side, and judging by the cracks in the ground, he must have also endured a free fall. But the damage he endured was more than that, the carriage he was pulling was completely torn, and the leather shoes that had been used as cover were scattered and discarded. In the innermost part of the carriage, there is a mezzanine, and the door is also printed with the eagle emblem of S.H.I.E.L.D., but it has been cut through by cutting and welding.

Inside the mezzanine is a seat and a cross-seat belt, it seems that there was originally a person staying in it, he should be the real cargo in this escort mission, but now the person is gone.

"What do you think, did you find anything?" Coulson saw that Evenson was coming, and was still observing the scene of the crime quite carefully, so he went over to inquire about him.

"The ghost is guilty of crimes. Evenson seemed to be confident, pointed to the torn carriage around him and said, "Judging from the traces of the destruction of the carriage, it should have been done by an excavator, but the excavator is slow and difficult to hide, it is impossible to drive over after the convoy was attacked, it must have been ambushed at the scene of the incident." ”

Evenson walked out of the carriage, because it was already night, so the agents who came to drop him put up searchlights here, this strong light made him feel a little dazzling, "And since this operation is a secret escort, the route of action must be secret, but the enemy can set a trap in advance, attack the escort and steal the goods in one go." ”

"So unless he can pinch it, he will know the world by watching the heavens all night. Evenson judged firmly, "Then it is only possible that the ghost leaked the secret and betrayed the escort route and cargo situation to the enemy." ”

Anyway, Evenson firmly believes that as long as something happens to S.H.I.E.L.D., it must be the inner ghost who stirs up the problem, and if S.H.I.E.L.D. does it, then the inner ghost also wants to do it, so whether the S.H.I.E.L.D. thing is successful or not depends on the meaning of the inner ghost.

Coulson followed behind and nodded reluctantly, admitting that Evenson's analysis still made some sense. But then Evenson walked up to a fat rata man in a plaid shirt and jeans, with a bruised nose and a swollen face and a bloody bandage on his head, a disguised agent and the driver of a large truck.

"Now that we have determined that there is an inner ghost, the next thing to do is to find out the inner ghost. Evenson went up and grabbed the fat man by the collar, lifted him up, and yelled at his face, "Tell me, why did you betray S.H.I.E.L.D., and how much benefit those people gave you!"

The fat driver was stunned, and reached out to wipe the spitting star that was sprayed on his face, "What are you talking about? When am I going to betray S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Speaking of this, he shouted again, "Who can tell me who this guy is? Who the hell is this 225?!"

"Hmph!" Evenson put the fat driver down heavily, and at the same time took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands quite carefully, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing now is that your identity has been revealed!"

"Cut. The fat driver tilted his head to the side in disgust, indicating that he didn't want to talk to this neurotic.

At this time, Coulson also patted Evenson's shoulder from behind, and said a little embarrassed, "I said... Are you mistaken? How can you tell that Mike is the ghost?" Mike is the name of the fat driver.

"It's actually very simple to tell who is the inner ghost. The corners of Evenson's mouth hooked and said with a smug smile, "Since this is a secret operation, there are definitely not many people who know the escort route, and the inner ghost will definitely not die in the ambush he knows, so this fat man is actually alive now, then he must be the inner ghost!"

"Hmm..."Coulson scratched his head in embarrassment, you guy really should watch a little less criminal investigation TV series, and even in the TV series, the inner ghost found out in this way must be a loyal minister who can turn the tables in the end, okay? ”

"What?!" Evenson snapped his head and turned to look at Coulson, feeling his face heating up rapidly.

"And—" Coulson said, glancing at Mike, "Mike was the most injured in this attack." ”

"Huh?" Evenson's eyes lit up, and he realized that this matter was not simple, "That's right, in order to avoid revealing his identity, the inner ghost is likely to deliberately be seriously injured in order to win sympathy and avoid suspicion of himself." ”

"Oh..."Mike really couldn't listen to it, pushed away the medical staff who were bandaging himself, stood up and said, "The reason why I was the most seriously injured is because the protective measures on those two jeeps are better than mine, and the 360-degree airbags without dead angles are really enviable." And most importantly, the quality on my side is relatively large!"

Originally, Mike meant that he was driving a truck with a heavy weight, so he fell very much. But Evenson looked at McKe's belly, "Well, it's bigger, I can see it." ”

"But that's also a suspicion!" Evenson yelled again, and Colson jumped, you guys are hysterical, aren't you?

"As the saying goes, Ma Wuye grass is not fat, you see that the other agents are all standard figures, but you are the only one who is so obese, you must have received benefits and made a fortune!"

"Say it again! Believe it or not, I'm going to court to sue you for discriminating against fat people, so that you can even lose your pants!" Mike felt the veins in his head pound, "And I blame me for being so fat? Coulson, do you think so too? Do you blame me for being fat?"

Coulson was also quite helpless when asked, don't you blame yourself for being fat? Me?

"When I was young, I was also a standard figure, and I had all the vest informants and mermaid lines, and then I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. in my blood, hoping to do a great job of defending world peace, but who knew that I was directly assigned to the Ministry of Transportation as a driver!"

Mike is also angry now, and pours bitter water: "Ten years, ten years, I have been driving every day, most of the time is spent in the car, and I don't even have a girlfriend! I eat junk food for two of my three meals a day! I don't have high blood pressure or heart disease, but my body is a little blessed." It's already remarkable, okay!"

"Saorui, Saorui. Coulson couldn't stop apologizing, and finally calmed down the emotional Mike, "This matter is a misunderstanding, so let's stop it, and even if you make her take off her pants, it won't actually be much with you." ”

While saying good things, Coulson pulled Evenson into the distance, and after he was away from everyone's gaze, he almost held back his anger and said, "Smart people should know not to express their opinions in areas that they are not good at!

"Whew!" After yelling for a while, Coulson clutched his chest and let out a sigh, he felt that after working with Evenson once or twice, the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disease was not far from him, "I invited you to show you if there is anything strange here, and the more professional work of reasoning the case is better left to us to do! Although I admit that you said that there is an inner ghost inference in this, it is still very reasonable, but your next nonsense is completely worthless!"

"Okay. Evenson nodded helplessly, but after Coulson walked away, he took the hand that had been behind his back in front of him, and stretched out his palm, which held a round iron ring the size of a thumb, and in the center of the iron ring was a small piece of mercury liquid floating there, "Well, is not worthless, at least it can distract you." With that, he put the little ring in his backpack.

"Guys, look what I've found. At this moment, Simmons suddenly picked up the same device as the one Evinson had put in his backpack with tweezers in the distance, and it seemed that the attacker had set more than one trap.

"Because of the blowing Sting. But before Simmons, who was full of surprise, could perform a basic test of the device, Evenson, who was standing in the distance, reached out and sucked the thing in, and his face showed surprise as if he had just discovered this thing, and this thing flew towards him at the same time, and brought a burst of flying sand and rocks, which attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"Shhhh It's pretty much fun. "Evenson turned out the device, and looked at the effect it caused, and this time it was really surprised.

He had indeed secretly obtained one of these devices just now, but he only felt that this device was a little fresh, and it might have some special abilities, so he deliberately pulled away the attention of others and put the device away. But what exactly is the detailed capabilities of this device, he has not had time to study in detail.

But now, when he used his mana to take pictures of the device that Simmons had discovered, the thing seemed to be stimulated, changing the gravitational pull around it, sucking all the sand and stones on the ground, until the device was firmly grasped by him in his hand, and the mana was removed from it, and the sand and stones that he attracted fell to the ground as if they suddenly returned to the gravitational force of the earth.

"This thing—" Evenson tossed the ring-like device into the air, pointing his finger at it and it floated in the air, and the sandstone that had just landed was attracted to it and flew again, but this time it was not like a loose sandstorm, but instead of a loose sandstorm, it condensed into a ball centered on the device.

As Evenson's fingers turned, the ball swirled in a circle in the air, like a planet in motion. It wasn't until Evenson's hand suddenly stretched out that the ball fell as if it had lost momentum, and the congealed sand particles scattered, leaving only the ring in Evenson's hand.

"What? Is this a magic device?" Coulson asked naturally after watching Evenson's magical performance.

"It's... Neither is it. Evenson stared at the ring in his hand and gave an ambiguous answer.

"And what the hell is he?" Coulson was obviously not satisfied with this answer, she wanted an affirmative answer.

"I say it's a magic device because some special kind of magic does use it. Now, after taking a closer look at the nature of this thing, Evenson is convinced that his book is a spell encyclopedia that describes this substance as "having the magic to reset the gravitational field somewhere, for example... After the moon casts the spell on a planet with a relatively small gravity, the gravity there can be set to the same as that of the earth, making it easier for people to move on it. ”

"And that magic is very laborious to cast, to be honest, it takes a lot of preparation, not only to draw a huge magic array, but also to draw a huge magic power, sometimes even a blood sacrifice, but if you happen to have this kind of substance at hand when casting the spell, then you can complete that spell with half the effort. ”

"It sounds like he's a magic device. Coulson asked, a little confused, "Then why do you say he's not?"

"Because it's not just a spellcasting material. Evenson pointed his finger at the device, and the sand and gravel on the ground shook again, but this time it didn't fly. Resetting the position of a place, which means that it is against the gravity of the planet, so it requires extremely large magic support, but this substance itself has the property of changing the gravity field, so after having him, the focus of spell casting has changed from simply fighting against the gravity of the planet to a reasonable stimulation of this substance, so that it can fight against the gravity of the planet, although this is a delicate work, but the mana required is very little, and it is relatively simple. ”

"But it's not just mana that can make this thing thoughtful and exciting, but other forces as well, including the power of science as you know it. As long as you have a good grasp of the force and direction, you can use this thing to change the gravitational field around you. ”

"So it's true that this substance can be used when casting spells, but it's not just for spells. Evenson concluded, "So I say he's both a spell device and a spell device. ”

"Reset the gravitational field, change the gravitational pull of the moon, oh my God!" Skye, who had been standing aside at this time, suddenly said in amazement, "Magic is really convenient, I suddenly feel that science is really old-fashioned, and it can't compare to magic at all." ”

"Ah, Skye. Evenson smiled enthusiastically when was it time to say hello, after all, he sold someone for 20,000 yuan, and he should still have a smile, "How is this time going, is it sad because of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s new life?"

"The new life is so good...", Dead Gaipi stretched out two scissor hands and bent them unsmilingly, "Endless combat training and physical training, and then training firearms." ”

"Hmm... Sounds pretty good. Evenson shrugged his shoulders and asked Ward, Sky's guardian, "How's her training?" ”

Ward didn't seem to intend to cover Sheath, so he said the truth: "Physical training is just a puddle of mud, and when she pulls up, she looks like a salted fish hanging on the horizontal bar, as for martial arts training..." ”

Dead cover is so angry that her cheeks are round, the old lady is originally a technical talent, and she trains physical combat with you every day, which already gives you face, but you are still picky!

"Newcomers who have just joined the gang. "Or Evenson played a round" to be a little patient. Skye thought it was more pleasing to the ear, but who knew that Evenson would suddenly change his words, "Then double her training volume, and then add punishments, such as depriving her of the right to play with her mobile phone if she doesn't qualify, and his training performance will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." ”

Sky's face was stiff now, and if it weren't for the crowd next to him, he would have wanted to jump over and bite Evenson to death, I would have a brain convulsion, and I would have believed that you would say good things for me.

"Skye. Evenson looked at Skye, who was already going crazy, and he suddenly changed the subject back to "Do you really think that magic is above science?"

"Isn't it?" Skye snapped up, "a lot of things that can't be done with science, but with magic they can be easily done, like changing the gravitational field of a place, which is very difficult for science." ”

"Hmph... I once told Coulson that science and magic are both truths in the world, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior. Evenson smiled and said, "Science and magic are like a lever that we find the right fulcrum to use to pry the world and make the world change with our will." ”

"The difference is that the fulcrum I found with my magic is reasonable, so it is possible to change reality with less force, and your science... It seems that the right fulcrum has not yet been calculated. ”

"It sounds like you're admitting that magic is better than technology. Skye shrugged his shoulders.

"It's not like that. Evenson shook his head, "There is no superior or inferior truth, and there is no error in the truth itself, only people make mistakes, not so much that science is slightly inferior." It's because you're too slow on the path of science. ”

Think about how many years has the magic system of Azeroth existed? Anyway, when the Legion first invaded 10,000 years ago, the magic system had already been built, and the Night Elf Empire that was good at magic had existed for a long time before that, and if you count the voodoo magic of the trolls, then add the time that the ancient troll empire existed. That would be a conservative estimate to say that he had 20,000 years. But the warlock magic that Evenson used had existed much longer than that.

And how long has modern technology existed? At best, three or four hundred years. This is just the beginning, and it's remarkable that humans can do that.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, technology is not as powerful as magic, which has been laid for a long time. But as everyone knows, this is not because science is weak, but because people have not yet grasped the strength of science.

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