CHAPTER XIV

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The Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Agency, or S.H.I.E.L.D. for short, intervenes when there is a phenomenon on Earth that is beyond scientific explanation, or when there are talented people.

As the world's most famous weapon inventor, Tony Stark, escaped from the terrorist base alone while seriously injured, which is undoubtedly an incident worth understanding for S.H.I.E.L.D. to understand.

Phil Curson straightened his suit and walked slowly into the building where Tony Stark was going to hold a press conference.

Reporters and photographers from all over the world are rushing to the building, each with anticipation written on their faces, and as soon as they enter the door, they rush to the elevator, for fear that the headlines will disappear if they slow down.

Corson wasn't a reporter, and he didn't come for the news, so he walked without hurrying, didn't go in to the elevator, politely let the others go in, and that's it, he noticed a girl in a white dress at the end of the hall.

California likes to rain in the winter, and in the morning it is raining lightly, which makes the temperature drop a bit. Why did Corson notice the girl in the white dress, because after the others entered the door, they basically took off their warm coats and handed them over to the reception of the building, but she was wearing the light chiffon white dress, and she didn't have anything else on her, and it was obvious that she was not a reporter who came to grab the news.

She looked fifteen or sixteen years old, petite, even a little too thin and thin, with her hands around herself, and she looked a little struggling to walk, as if she was sick. Why did she appear in such a noisy place where people came and went, and there was no one around to accompany her, did she come here for any purpose?

Curson was thinking when the phone rang suddenly, and he hurriedly took it out of his pocket.

"Cowson, Jarvis can't be contacted."

“……”

Curson's eyes widened, and the next second he looked up to see the end of the hall, where the girl in the white dress was gone.

"Maybe she's here with me and sends someone over."

He hung up the phone and hurried towards the end of the hall.

The turn is a long aisle with several elevators on one side and a safe evacuation route at the end.

"Hello, excuse me, may I ask the girl who was standing here just now, I am her father."

Corson smiled at a black guy next to him, who didn't suspect it and immediately pointed him in the right direction, saying that the girl had gone to a safe evacuation route.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, he directly chose the elevator to the twenty-third floor, and after arriving, he got out of the elevator to find a safe evacuation channel, opened the door and went in, and then hid in the dark and waited quietly.

Tony Stark's press conference took place on this floor.

……

As the minutes ticked by, Corson calmly hid in the dark, the stairs were quiet and no one appeared. It wasn't until Tony Stark's voice came from the floor that a shallow breath appeared, and someone was coming up the guò stairs to the twenty-third floor.

The visitor was careful not to make a single movement, not even the voice-activated lights in the staircase were on, and it was pitch black all around. Since Corson had been waiting here for a long time, his eyes had long since adapted to the darkness, he could see the blurred outline of the other party's body, and sure enough, it was the girl in the white dress in the hall, or rather, should I call her......

"Hello Isbelli."

“……”

The other man shook, and her body reacted, and she grabbed the railing and climbed down the stairs below, running away with messy steps.

Corson wasn't slow to react either, and several strides chased after her, grabbing her braids before she opened the door and fled.

The voice-activated lights in the staircase came on, and in the dim light, Curson saw Isbery's appearance, it was the girl who took the photo with Captain America, the scientist didn't talk nonsense, they were indeed the same person.

"It's amazing, more than 70 years have passed, but you haven't changed at all, and not only that, you can become a child."

"Is it because of the powerful stone in your heart of unknown origin?"

Corson was curious, this was not something that normal humans could do.

"Let go of me!"

Isbelli didn't want to entangle with him, and she glared back at him in annoyance, her eyes cold and her expression vicious.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you go."

Before Curson could finish speaking, she suddenly grabbed her braid and pulled it hard, lifted her foot and kicked him in the crotch.

The tricks used against the hooligans were useless to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and Coulson easily defused Isbelli's attack, but she didn't give up and insisted on attacking him.

After the two fought for more than ten minutes, it ended in Curson's victory. He slashed her hands behind her back and pressed them against the wall, "Even the electronic chips can be removed, enough to show that only captivity can ensure that you don't pose a danger to humanity." Don't struggle, I see your chest bleeding, presumably the wound hasn't healed itself. ”

“……”

Isbelle bit her lip so hard that the blood on her chest stained her white dress red. She was in pain, but she wouldn't give in, and she wouldn't be locked up even if she died, not to mention that she still had something to find out.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. people will be there soon, and I advise you to stop asking for trouble."

“…… Get lost! ”

She screamed, then tried her best to break free of Corson's restraints, slammed into the door of the safe evacuation route, and flew into the private elevator.

The elevator was going up, and Curson turned and went up the stairs.

Isbelli raised her hands in the elevator, closed her eyes and urged the power of the mysterious stone, so when the elevator door opened, Tony Stark saw her in the form of an elf princess from the jungle, a sweet little girl with a cute love.

"Hey, who are you?"

Tony never imagined that standing in front of him was his crying "pet" little princess.

“Daddy！ Save me! ”

Isbelli hugged Tony.