Coulson and Melinda couldn't help but pause, and the two looked at each other, and a deep surprise was unreservedly revealed from their expressions.

After being surprised, the two couldn't help but look into the house together.

I saw a cloak as black as ink suspended in mid-air.

That's right! It's levitation! Both Coulson and Melinda said they were not mistaken.

A hanger without any support, no hanging silk thread, is really levitating.

"It seems that this Mr. Myvis is not as simple as we thought." With a sigh, Coulson strode into the house.

If this technology is in the form of technology, they can imagine how advanced Patch Maivis's scientific level is, after all, it is a technology that S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot achieve today.

But if it weren't for science and technology, Coulson would have had to ask Director Nick Fury to redefine the importance and danger of Patch Maivis, because it was obviously a special ability that they couldn't predict.

Don't talk about magnetic levitation planes, nuclear-powered planes, and other non-IQ problems, you must know that this is just a cloak coat made of ordinary materials, not a flying machine made of steel and titanium alloy, although they don't know what the cloak is made of.

Melinda nodded, apparently acquiescing to Coulson's words, and walked in as well.

Out of the professional ethics of S.H.I.E.L.D. field agents, the two of them carefully scanned the specific furnishings in the room as soon as they entered the door.

A single bed, a large closet, a glass case, a floor-to-ceiling mirror, and a work desk are the five most conspicuous things in the room.

It seems to be ordinary furniture, but some small furnishings can't help but make Coulson and Melinda's scalps tingle.

Single bed and wardrobe they looked through and found nothing special.

But the contents of the glass case made them feel very sick.

Dozens of glass bottles filled with unknown solutions were haphazardly displayed inside, each containing the same living human organ.

There are eyeballs, human brains, hearts, and all kinds of internal organs......

"Where did he get all this stuff?" Melinda couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know." Coulson replied casually.

From what was unfolding in front of the two of them, they could now fully guess that Patch Maivis definitely had a lot of secrets beyond the file they had just seen.

At least the human organs in front of them are an extremely suspicious point.

"Hey, Coulson, come over and take a look."

Melinda, who unknowingly walked to her desk, seemed to have noticed something interesting and called out to Coulson, "What is this?" ”

Coulson walked a few steps past and saw a brownish piece of paper on his desk and a quill made from the feathers of an unknown animal.

The brownish paper was covered in strange and regular symbols, but Coulson couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Is this a kind of writing?" Coulson asked tentatively.

Melinda took out a spectral identifier and scanned it across the paper, and after seeing the information displayed on the instrument, she shook her head and said, "Obviously not, there has never been a text like this on Earth." ”

"Special symbols? Or is it a pattern? Coulson asked.

"I don't know, this spectral literacy machine can only retrieve words that have appeared on the earth, and symbols or patterns should not be within its scope of recognition." Melinda spread her hands and said helplessly.

"May, put it away, at least this is the harvest of our operation, bring it back to S.H.I.E.L.D. We may find something." Coulson gave Melinda a sabble and began to take a closer look at the other special objects in the room.

Melinda quietly rolled up the paper and put it in the toolbox she carried with her.

After walking back and forth around the room a few times, Coulson returned to his desk.

"If I hadn't paid attention, I'd probably have ignored this thing." Leaning over the ground, Coulson reached out and pulled something out of the gap under the table.

A small wooden box with strange patterns around the perimeter.

The small wooden box was light, as if it had no weight at all, and Coulson pulled it out without any effort.

"It's light, it doesn't seem to have anything in it." Frowning, Coulson lifted the small wooden box and shook it gently.

There is no sound of any objects colliding.

"An empty box?" Melinda asked.

"I don't know." Coulson shook his head, then said, "We'll have to figure it out after we open the box." ”

"If the box had been filled with some paper or a very light sponge, we wouldn't have heard a sound at all."

"Uh...... Coulson, but the box looks like it's been sealed. After careful observation, Melinda asked an awkward question.

After hearing Melinda's words, Coulson picked up the small wooden box and looked at it several times, and found that the gaps on both sides of the box seemed to be glued together.

With a very unnatural cough, Coulson said aloud, "Let's try to see if we can smash this box open with violence." ”

With that, Coulson grabbed the small wooden box and slammed it the floor a few times. However, there was still no sign of loosening in the small wooden box.

"I'll give it a try." Melinda pulled a rocker out of her toolbox and gestured to Coulson.

As she spoke, Melinda put the rocker into the gap in the middle of the box and wrenched it vigorously.

…………

"Whew-" Melinda wiped the sweat from her forehead and let out a sigh.

"Isn't it impossible?" Coulson, who was slumped on the side, couldn't help but ask.

"No way!" Melinda shook her head and responded, "The material of this little wooden box is strange, I have never seen it in my life. ”

Within ten minutes of Coulson's proposal to violently smash the box open, he and Melinda tried countless methods, but they still couldn't get the small wooden box open.

Throwing it on the ground, using a rocker, knocking it with a hammer, and even shooting it with a pistol, let alone breaking it, didn't even leave a single mark.

"If it really doesn't work, we'll have to take it back first and then think of something else." Sighing, Melinda put the tools scattered on the ground back into the toolbox and said helplessly.

From the moment she walked into this cottage, Melinda had a very eerie feeling. Not to mention the human organ specimens and strange symbols, it was a small sealed wooden box that she couldn't even open.

It's abnormal, it's extremely abnormal.

"Well, that seems to be the only way to it." Coulson responded.

"Wait......" Coulson, who was about to get up, seemed to suddenly notice something, pressed Melinda's shoulder, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "May, be careful, there is likely to be a third person here besides the two of us." ”

Facing Melinda's puzzled gaze, Coulson then said, "I don't believe you listen attentively......

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!" "Bang bang!"

The first two were her and Coulson's heartbeats, while the third was ......

Melinda instantly frowned, and her mind was highly concentrated.