"It seems to be a little," Fitz picked his hair and looked up, "but it's not on me anyway, if it were me, I would have a lot of ways to hide this information, maybe I would have passed it back directly, you know there are satellites, quantum communications, and..."

"Alright, Fitz." Skye watched as Fitz was about to shift the topic of the chat to the topic of tech nerds, but his head was big for a while, and he hurriedly stopped, "We're talking about the feeling of the nose, not the technology you said." ”

However, Skye saw Coulson walk out with the information, so she greeted her, and she finally realized that she could do something, and she felt that it was really a painful thing to talk to Chen and Fitz.

"Sir," Fitz greeted Coulson, who was passing by, "Do you need me to analyze the data?" ”

"If it's encrypted, I can decrypt the chip for you." Skye said as well.

It's just that Coulson passed by them with the information, but he seemed to think of something halfway, turned to the three of them and said, "The content of the mission is absolutely confidential, and the eighth level of secrets is authorized." ”

After saying that, Coulson turned around and left, Chen Haoran was about to follow to take a look, but suddenly found that there was another person in front of him.

"Chen Haoran?" Xiao Sheng said Chen's name strangely, and stretched out his right hand, "Thank you for receiving the information perfectly, so that my future work will be much easier." ”

He had just watched the execution process that Coulson showed him, and there was no flaw at all, and his flawless acting skills covered up his other shortcomings.

"Xiao," Chen Haoran held Xiao's hand and smiled slightly, "Nothing, this is what an agent should do." “

Of course he knew what Xiao meant, and if he did this, Xiao would not have a problem going back with the same identity in the future, as long as he arranged it properly, everything was very simple, and he thought that the two Russian men who woke up would settle this account on the head of little Japan.

"Speaking of which, I know it's hard to ask, but." Xiao smiled and said, "How did you drink six bottles of vodka and nothing at all, if I didn't use antidote pills, I wouldn't be able to carry two bottles of vodka." ”

"This..."Seeing that the puzzled eyes of the people around him were lifted on him, he spread his hands and said, "It's like we go back to the plane, I have superpowers, this is just a simple application." ”

"Okay, I see, I'll see you at HQ." Xiao walked away with a smile on his face, he was going to tidy up and return to the headquarters to report his situation.

...

Holding his own tablet, he played a small game made by Skye, a perverted version of Angry Birds, Chen Haoran came to the cockpit slowly, although he knew that the plane was going to the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he still came, he knew that people would make mistakes, and if he didn't make mistakes, S.H.I.E.L.D. would suspect him.

"Chen?" Mei turned her head to look at Chen, very curious, this was the first time he had come to the cab, "What are you doing here?" ”

"This.." He touched his head in embarrassment, "Can I come in here?" Will there be a level limit? ”

"What do you say?" Mei didn't say it explicitly, and Chen's movements were strange.

"Ahh He looked around, "There doesn't seem to be any signs, shouldn't there be?" Speaking of which, this is the first time I have come to the cockpit of an airplane, and I have been curious about what it looks like in the past few days, and what is the difference between it and the cockpit of a passenger plane on the Internet. ”

"Is there a difference?"

"Wait," he scratched out a picture and looked at it carefully, "it doesn't seem to make a difference, but it seems like there are a lot more buttons." ”

"Hmm.." Mei lit up the autopilot, "Chen, what do you want to do?" ”

"Mei," Chen said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, but can you teach me how to fly a plane?" ”

"Oh, I see." May nodded.

"You agree?"

"Do I agree?" Mei turned her head to look at Chen, just thinking that she seemed to have just nodded, a little embarrassed, "This... Let's wait until we have a chance. ”

"Is it okay now?" Chen Haoran looked at the position of the co-pilot with some interest.

"Nope." Mei said lightly: "We are going to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. ”

"yes," Chen looked at Mei suspiciously, "yes, we're going to headquarters, isn't it?"

"Yes, you don't have enough authority, you should know how to do it, right?"

"Okay." He was a little distracted and was about to go back, but he suddenly thought of what he cared about, so he turned around and asked, "You can ask if there is a cook or a canteen or something like that at the headquarters, I don't want to cook my own food over there." ”

"This.." Mei felt a little funny, "I can tell you this, there are canteens and chefs, according to your current level, it doesn't hurt to tell you, you can go there and eat as much as you want." ”

"Well, thanks." He held the tablet and muttered: "Xinjiang big plate chicken, boiled beef, um.. There are also little cheap chickens, I don't know if there are cold cakes, and the anger has been a bit big recently. ”

Coulson watched Chen walk back to his room with a muttering to himself, and was suddenly a little curious about what he had just done in the cab.

"Why are you here again? Old. Hearing the footsteps, Mei thought it was Chen again, and said without looking back.

"It's me, May."

"So it's you," May turned to look at Coulson, "I thought it was Chen again?" ”

"Chen?" Coulson asked curiously, "What is he doing here?" ”

"Let me teach him how to fly a plane." Mei said lightly.

"So what is this?" , "Xinjiang big plate chicken, boiled beef, um.. There are also little cheap chickens, I don't know if there are cold cakes..." A recording came out of Coulson's hand, Chen spoke in Chinese, he didn't know what it meant.

"Oh, this?" Mei smiled, "These are some Chinese dishes, nothing special, he just asked the chef and the canteen at the headquarters, maybe he was thinking about what to eat when he arrived at the headquarters, right?" You know, we either roast chicken or bread every day, and he probably can't stand it anymore. ”

"Oh, I see?" Coulson sat down in the co-pilot's seat and asked; "So it is. Did you promise him? “

Coles knew that Mei was just a pilot of his recruitment team this time, and he was not yet a member of his team, not to mention that Mei was a seventh-level agent, and he didn't have the right to keep Mei, but he was a little reluctant to cooperate for so many days.

"Sort of," May looked at Coulson, "I know what you mean, but everything depends on the arrangements of the headquarters, you know." ”

The cab fell silent for a moment, and Coulson knew it was inappropriate to say this at this time.

...