Before the morning news was over, Belle was ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" Helen asked.

"Dating." Belle said, "Why, can't you bear me?" ”

"That's not true, I just think your taste is quite unique." Helen said sincerely.

On the first night she followed Belle to New York, she had already met Peter Parker. She obviously didn't know that this good neighbor Spider-Man was a big hit in New York, but even if she knew, it wouldn't affect her evaluation of Peter.

This guy with a baby face, exuding a student-like cute temperament, making some sand sculptures from time to time, and always talking fast, is completely contrary to Helen's aesthetics, Thor, the god of thunder.

If it weren't for the fact that he had unexpectedly grown ten centimeters taller, Helen might have even patted him on the head and said to Belle, "Your brother is so cute."

During the girlfriend's night talk that night, Belle told Helen that she was dating Peter, and Helen almost didn't spray Belle in the face with the water she was drinking.

The reason is simple, to use a Chinese phrase, wearing a long shirt and shorts - it doesn't match.

Helen didn't have to look at it to imagine that Peter's cramped room must have been filled with what could be called "antique technology" with monitors, mice, keyboards, and the like from the last century. The laundry basket was piled with clothes that hadn't been washed in two weeks, and every pair of shoes was somewhat stained. Open the wardrobe, except for the T-shirt is jeans, because the life scene is other than home is school. His spare time is basically limited to nerdy activities such as playing games, playing Lego, reading comics, and doing homework.

Suffice it to say, Peter Parker, is probably the one who is reading this book.

On the other hand, Belle, in Helen's eyes, can hardly find any bruises except for the occasional poisonous tongue and honey dressing style. Even if she found a European prince as a boyfriend, Helen would not be surprised at all.

She didn't know what Belle had taken a fancy to that kid.

Watching Belle go out and the moment the door closed, Helen said to herself, "Probably because of her personality." ”

……

Belle said she was going on a date, but she was just talking. Without a clear purpose, it is very tiring to blindly go on a date with Peter that is completely based on the mood.

It feels like raising a son who is in kindergarten, and when he picks him up from school, he will eagerly tell you all kinds of inexplicable that happened that day.

You also have to stay focused and smile throughout the listening process, and respond with laughter and care from time to time, even though you don't care about these things at all and don't want to hear them at all.

So, every time she goes on a date, Belle always tries her best to find something to do.

Today, she arranged to save Private Louis Wilson.

He had nothing to do with Wade Wilson or Wilson Fisk, just an ordinary, cowardly, fragile, Wilson.

But before going there, Belle also arranged a meeting.

Inside the apartment building, in a private meeting room, Billy Russell, the CEO of Anvil Security, the company responsible for the security of the entire apartment building, was waiting for her.

Billy Russell, a former member of the Navy, nicknamed Jigsaw, and the sworn enemy of the Punisher Frank Custer.

But now, he is not disfigured, his psychology is not completely distorted, and his identity is still just a veteran, the CEO of Anvil Security.

Seeing Belle enter the door, he stood up calmly, buttoned the first button of his suit, took the initiative to step forward, and bowed slightly.

"Good morning, Miss Taforler Peake."

With a magnetic male god voice, a perfect body made by years of exercise and battlefield fighting, a well-defined face like a male model and a just right smile, Billy can win the favor of all women in the world as long as he says hello.

In this regard, he is not far behind the popular male god of Liu Shizhen in Asia, and he threw Hernan Alvarez, who is also extraordinary, but lacks a little temperament because of his gangster background, hundreds of streets.

As for Peter Parker, don't mention it, boys and men shouldn't be compared together.

But such a wonderful man, with such a polite attitude, still couldn't impress Belle in the slightest. She already knew what this guy was.

Since she wants to have the intelligence advantage of the traverser, she naturally has to make good use of it, and she can adopt different attitudes and methods when dealing with different people.

When it comes to Spider-Man, you can have fellowship with your heart, do everything you can, and give yourself over.

With Hernan Alvarez, through coercion and inducement, a good cooperative relationship can be established. After spending time together, you can even cultivate a deep revolutionary friendship between colleagues. Although Shaz is from a gangster background, he is still very affectionate to key people.

With Billy Russell, that's a different story.

He is handsome, smart, scheming, deep, means, courageous, and most importantly, he doesn't care anyone but himself.

A friend of life and death who has been on the battlefield together, he can betray without pressure. A lover who was haunted together, he was still haunted in bed with him yesterday, and today he killed his most cherished colleagues and friends. Even if he is tied up with benefits, as long as someone can give greater benefits, he can turn his face in a second.

Who says only beautiful women can deceive? Once a beautiful man is in danger, there is nothing to do with a woman.

Such people can only be used appropriately, and must not be relied on excessively.

So Belle is also in a business-like attitude this time.

"Mr. Russell, I've admired my name for a long time."

"It is my honour to be appreciated by Miss Tefler-Peake wherever I am. I just don't know, how did the name of a veteran like me get into your ears? What can I do? ”

"Mr. Russell is too modest." "In recent years, the Anvil Company has almost monopolized the security of all luxury apartments in Manhattan, many members of Congress have hired you as a security consultant, and even part of the CIA's agent training program is in charge of you." I came here today because of this qualification and experience. ”

The security of the luxury apartment and the security adviser of the councillor are Russell's identities on the surface, and they are easy to know. However, the matter of providing an agent training program for the CIA is still in the negotiation and testing stage, which is top secret, and not many people within the CIA know about it.

"Your background check work is really solid." He complimented.

"It's nothing, it just so happens that CIA Director William Walton is an old acquaintance of mine, and I just mentioned you in a casual chat."

Russell was secretly surprised, thinking to himself that the people who could live in this building were really extraordinary.

This apartment building is already the top luxury house in Manhattan, and even to make an appointment to see the property, you have to provide the background information of the person who sees the property, which company is the CEO, what status the company is in the industry, what level of senior income and so on. Based on the information provided, the seller will confirm whether the applicant will be offered an opportunity to make an appointment to view the property.

Moreover, communities in the United States have a strict community council system. The more in the wealthy area, the more power the committee has. Without the approval of the committee, it is impossible for outsiders to buy property locally, and they will not be able to have any money.

Under such harsh conditions, the fact that this Miss Tefowler Pick can live here is at least a symbol of status, wealth and power.

So, Russell was willing to believe that she and the CIA director were old acquaintances. But he absolutely doesn't believe that "casual chats" mention that his company works for the CIA.

If confidential matters can be mentioned casually, then the content of this chat is not what he should ask.

He said tentatively: "To tell you the truth, I am not very familiar with Director Walton. ”

"I know," Belle said, "that the person directly in contact with your anvil company is Agent William Rawlings. He must have helped your company grow to where it is today. ”

"Hehe," Russell laughed dryly, "you're really kidding, my company and the CIA are official partnerships." ”

"Mr. Russell, don't be nervous, I'm not here to investigate you, I don't care at all how your company has grown from a small group of a few veterans to today, how to win our security contract here, and how to cooperate with the CIA. Whether it is reasonable or not. ”

Belle said this, and deliberately stopped. She admired with interest Russell's changes, from graceful and confident, to doubtful, to unguarded. She actually thought it was a little funny.

She didn't have any special purpose, she just wanted to scare him. This man is not a good thing anyway, and it doesn't hurt to scare him.

The more Belle didn't speak, the more nervous Russell felt, just relying on the iron will honed on the battlefield to maintain a superficial immobility. It's a pity that the superficial work is completely useless in front of Belle, and his emotions can't be hidden from Belle's eyes at all.

After waiting for a while, Belle didn't seem to have any intention of continuing, so Russell had to take the initiative to speak.

"I don't know, what does Miss Tefler-Peake care?"

"What I care about is your personal relationship with Agent William Rawlings, Mr. Russell. Of course, this has nothing to do with the CIA, and I came to you, not at the behest of Director Walton. Purely my personal meaning. ”

"Since it's a private matter, I think we might as well find a relaxed environment to talk to?" Russell asked if he wanted to get out of this depressed state and regain control of the pace and initiative of the conversation by changing places.

"I know there's a nice café around here, and his macarons are so authentic that you can't find a few in Paris that do it better, so what do you think?" ”

"I don't think I need to," Belle said, and sat down directly, meaning that she didn't want to move, "I guess Mr. Russell also knows that I am a model and need to strictly control my diet." Something so sweet as a macaron, I never touch. ”

"It's me who didn't think it through." Russell said, "However, your appointment is urgent, and I didn't have time to schedule much time today." I do have some personal relations with Agent Rollins, and if you are interested, I can naturally say it, but this matter is not something that can be said clearly in a few words. ”

"You mean, you're going to talk about it at another time?" Belle raised an eyebrow, a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"I know you must be busy, but since you have made an appointment with me today, you must still be concerned about this matter, and if I can be more specific, it will definitely help you."

"Well, in that case, I won't bother Mr. Russell." Belle got up and said, "I'll get my assistant in touch with yours to reschedule." ”

"Wait a minute," Russell quickly took out a business card from the inner pocket of his suit, "you can ask the assistant to contact me directly, of course, if you don't mind, you can call me at any time, since it's a private matter, there is no need to be so formal, if I have the chance, I can treat Miss Tefowler-Peake to dinner, as for me and Agent Rollins, it might as well be a dinner story." ”

Belle took her business card and didn't stop long.

Russell didn't want to keep her any longer. He watched Belle leave, and through the window, saw her get into the car, and it wasn't until the car disappeared from his sight that he dared to take out his phone and dial a number.

Agent Rollins picked up the phone and heard Russell ask in a grim voice:

"Rollins, you guy, don't you have anything else to hide from me besides borrowing the remains of soldiers to sell drugs?"