Chapter Eighty-Five: To Stanford

"Anyone else died in this house?" Natasha, the future ace agent, is still in her infancy, and she does not have access to S.H.I.E.L.D. archives, and all she knows is that the previous owner of the house committed suicide, and she doesn't know anything about anything beyond that.

"Maybe......" Bella's words were a bit perfunctory.

She has seen the two female ghosts, one fat and one thin, in the mouth of this group, and they are commonplace, and they have long been exceeded.

The three imitators are still nagging, unaware that they have fallen into an unknowable abyss.

The nose ring man even took out three bottles of beer in their refrigerator, and Natasha's lips moved slightly, but she still endured.

The three of them drank a few sips of wine, and their arrogance became more and more arrogant.

"Flat-chested girl! You dress up that skinny girl! Quick, change your clothes, don't force me to do it! ”

"You Humpty Dumpty, you change your clothes too! Otherwise, you will die! ”

Bella: Convex (艹)

Natasha: o( ̄ヘ ̄o#)

What the hell is a flat-chested woman and a Humpty Dumpty? You're killing yourselves!

The shouting trio couldn't help but be furious when they saw that they didn't move, and the three of them took out daggers one after another, and the woman in the lead licked her tongue.

The next moment, I saw a jet-black muzzle against her forehead, and the force was so great that it pushed her back two steps.

"Dog thing! You're looking for death! I wanted to play with you! Bella's eyes were filled with sinister anger.

Natasha on the other side didn't move as fast as her, but she also kicked the other woman down, and then elbowed the earring man down and pointed a gun at his head before the other person got up.

The shouting trio was wiped out directly, and the usually cool dagger looked so weak in front of the pistol.

“...... It's a fake gun, right? ...... "The only woman who doesn't have a muzzle on her head is scared silly, what's going on, and is California's gun law still going on?"

Didn't you say that there were only two ordinary girls in the house!

Faced with the muzzle of the gun, the three were forced to stand in a row.

The three of them also pondered about resisting, but the muzzle of the gun was in front of them, which was a bit difficult.

"What to do with these three guys?" Bella was a little embarrassed and killed directly? Pour salt, pour oil, light a fire, and then raise ashes? Or send it to the police? None of that seems to be appropriate.

"You look at them first." Natasha asked Bella to look at the three of them, rummaged through her satchel on the side, and in less than five seconds, she pulled out a silencer.

Seeing her skillfully install a silencer on the muzzle, not to mention the trio, even Bella is a little confused, should she be so proficient?

Compared to her astonishment, the trio was left in horror.

Who would put a muffler in a bag? The three of them regretted it, they were really full, how could they find such a family?

The lips of both women were trembling, and the young man who looked very social was even more unbearable, and his crotch was wet.

"You're not going to do it, are you?" Bella asked Natasha in a whisper.

Of course, she knew that agents could not be measured by simple good and bad, and it didn't take much complicated reasoning to know that her cheap sister had already begun to train as an agent, but she still didn't want the people around her to have blood on their hands.

Natasha looked at her with a smirk, confused.

"Tease them and leave it to me."

The pistol with the silencer tapped on the forehead of the three, and the three of them closed their eyes tightly, already frightened to the point of aphasia.

Natasha stealthily took out the needle and pointed it at the neck of the three people, and each of them gave one injection.

The three of them were unconscious on the spot, and even though they were in a coma, their expressions were still filled with fear.

"I'll tell someone to get them away, and you'll leave it alone! Go back to your room! ”

Bella estimated that she was going to call someone from S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with it, and if she was there, both sides would be awkward, and out of sight would be clear.

She went back to her room to watch TV, and after a short time, Natasha informed her: "It's been sent away, remember, don't tell Charlie and my mother!" ”

"Okay, but you also have to pay attention to your own safety, many times being smart doesn't solve all problems."

She admonished with some sincerity.

"Got it, long-winded."

The two didn't continue to play the game, and agreed to go out shopping tomorrow, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

......

After living in Los Angeles for a week, seeing that Natasha was not in the slightest, Bella was relieved to embark on her own journey, she was going to San Francisco to report and start her college life.

"Watch the doors and windows, watch the gas in the kitchen, watch the ......," she chattered, and Natasha pushed her out the door impatiently.

"Don't be verbose, I'm safe! Let's go! ”

Bella scratched her head, in fact, to be honest, she felt that Natasha's safety did not need to be worried at all, the little beauty was smart, witty, good marksmanship, and the training in martial arts did not stop all day, if she was free, there was no problem in fighting five or six people.

The old couple who spent their honeymoon will come back in a few days, and there is still a little female ghost guarding the house, if something can happen, then ordinary people will not be able to live.

Secretly told Valolet. Harmon doesn't want to be exposed, Bella finds the pickup truck that is still playing around outside, and then drives to Stanford University in the San Francisco Bay Area.

The motto of Stanford University is 'the wind of freedom blows strongly', and freedom is not a bad thing, but it depends on where it is used, and it is very good when it is used in learning.

Stanford has seven colleges.

Among them, the College of Engineering, the School of Energy and Environmental Sciences, and the College of Humanities and Sciences that Bella is going to have undergraduate, graduate, and doctoral programs.

The four faculties, the School of Medicine, the School of Law, the School of Education, and the School of Business, begin their studies with graduate students.

You say you want to study law? I'm sorry! Since all universities in the United States do not have a law major at the undergraduate level, if you want to study law, you must obtain a bachelor's degree in another major before you can apply for law school.

Bella's College of Humanities and Sciences doesn't have so many requirements, and theoretically speaking, she can study history all the way to a PhD at Stanford!

Stanford University is divided into four semesters a year, and Bella is considered to be a fall student.

As a world-renowned private university, Stanford's tuition fees are also ridiculously expensive.

After paying more than 40,000 yuan in tuition at one time, Bella did have liver pain.

Her money is all hard-earned money, and it is all desperately exchanged for death!

Everything is empty, everything is allowed, everything can be staged! Since everyone has taken out loans, then you're welcome! Bella also took out a loan!

I got my student number, and went through a series of enrollment registrations, and then I got a freshman guide, which detailed what new students should do first and what to do next, if you can't understand this, then you won't use it to go to college!

The school provides dormitories, but dormitories cost money!

You can't take out a loan for this money, and it's on a first-come, first-served basis, so if you're late, or you don't have any money at all, then you can go and rest wherever you want.

Bella hurriedly took out the money, and the $8,000 was swept away, and the nine-month accommodation problem was solved.