Two days later.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Baker woke up from bed, in the past two days, in order to separate Baker Morton and Jairo Moulton, Baker went to the Intercontinental Hotel yesterday to pick up an order, and once again fought with Andrew Garner, who came to take revenge.

It's still the same.

Andrew Garner can't beat Baker, but again, Baker wants to kill him, which is also a very troublesome thing.

Baker has figured out what to do with Andrew Garner.

Very simple.

This item's energy shield is formed by absorbing and transforming the energy provided by various things.

So......

Wouldn't it be okay if he couldn't absorb the energy?

As for how to make him unable to absorb it, throw a mushroom at his feet, wait until his whole person is in the air, and then directly slash eighteen times, Baker doesn't believe it, can he still absorb energy from the air?

Yesterday's battle also proved this.

It's just that Baker couldn't support the outbreak of the plateau bloodline at that time, but although he couldn't kill Andrew Garner, he also left a knife in Andrew Garner's back.

"The toxicity of Timo's mushroom when it explodes is fatal to ordinary people, but it is estimated that it is enough to deal with that guy."

Baker got up, went to the living room, and thought to himself after drinking a cup of morning tea.

That's when the phone rang.

Baker took out the phone, glanced at it, and answered it.

After a while.

Baker, who put down the phone, frowned.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. guys are coming again?

Is this a state of being completely targeted, or is it still not free from suspicion.

Half an hour.

Baker looked at the person who came, and instantly realized, okay, this should be eyeing him, but it is not a 100% certain state.

"I'm sorry."

Which male agent reached out to Baker: "Mr. Morton, regarding the case from three days ago, the bureau wants to make a final confirmation." ”

Baker looked at the time of his watch: "Yes, but it's only half an hour, and I made an appointment with a few friends to go golf." ”

The male agent said, "I won't lose much of your time. ”

Barbara, who was standing next to her with blonde hair and a somewhat cold appearance, stretched out her hand to Baker with a suspicious gaze: "Barbara Morse, federal agent, hello, Mr. Morton." ”

Baker shook Barbara's hand as usual: "If Agent Morse hadn't introduced himself, I would have thought you were a model." ”

"Thank you."

Barbara withdrew her hand and bowed to Baker, and then Barbara's eyes saw the wine in the wine cabinet behind Baker.

There are many wine brands, and there is a wide variety of them.

But......

Barbara looked at Baker, "Mr. Morton seems to have a soft spot for Bourbon?" ”

Worst!

Baker's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "The first time I drank, I drank Bourbon, and I got used to it." ”

"Really?"

"Would Agent Morse want a drink?"

"Nope."

Barbara declined for a moment, then said, "We're still on a mission, and this time I'm just here to ask Mr. Morton a question." ”

Baker nodded: "Of course, what a problem." ”

"Mr. Morton, do you know why you were targeted by that man at the time?"

“…… What the? ”

Baker frowned: "You said targeting?" ”

Barbara took the information from the male agent on the four young investors who had all been found dead in their homes and handed it to Baker.

Long.

Baker closed the information and looked up at Barbara: "I'm sorry, I'm pretty sure, I don't know that person, so I don't know why this person is eyeing me." ”

Barbara took the information that Baker handed over again, took out one of her business cards, and handed it to Baker: "Well, thank you, if Mr. Morton remembers something, remember to contact us, this is my number." ”

Baker took it and said thank you.

Not much.

Baker watched the two of them walk into the elevator, and when he got home, he took out the list that Barbara had just given him.

Flip the other side.

“I Know Who You Are！”

"I know who you are!"

“……”

Really know?

Or up?

Baker blinked, staring at the somewhat delicate line of font that appeared in his sight.

SEG.I.E.L.I. Operations Command Center.

Victoria Hand, after seeing Barbara walking into her office, asked, "How's it going?" ”

Barbara shook her head after thinking for a moment, and then looked at Victoria Hand curiously: "How do you doubt it, after all, Baker Morton is obviously different from Harrow Morton in terms of face shape and hair color." ”

Victoria Hand said: "It's not what we suspect, it's Andrew Garner's suspicions. ”

"I heard that there was an agent report last night, and Andrew Garner and Hairo fought again?"

"Yes."

"Is anyone staring at Baker Morton?"

"Yes, but it doesn't mean much, because we just suspect, we can only be sure that Baker Morton is back in his apartment, but whether he is in the apartment or not, we have no way of knowing."

According to the information that Aegis currently has about Harrow Moulton, if Baker Morton is really Harrow Moulton, then it is entirely possible for Baker to quietly use his stealth skills to get out of the 820 building.

"Did the drone fly up for thermal detection?"

"It's useless, the residents in the 820 building are all billionaires on Wall Street, and at the time of the 820 construction, the materials used were all aimed at how to block all kinds of surveillance and surveillance methods of the Law Enforcement Bureau."

“…… All right. ”

Barbara sighed and said, "I don't think so, if Baker is Hero, it can only mean one thing, that guy has two bodies, and he can use it according to the function." ”

Not much.

Barbara walked back out of the central building behind her.

That's when it happened.

The phone rings.

"I'm Barbara Morse, who?"

"Hello, Agent Morse, I'm Baker Morton."

Baker, who was in the apartment, thought about it for a moment, thinking that this might be a trap.

Very simple.

Under normal circumstances, if someone else sees this note, the most normal reaction should be to cover their faces and call to ask, but if they have a ghost in their hearts, they will definitely hesitate.

So......

Baker called directly: "Agent Moore, I'm sorry, I just saw the words on the back of the business card you gave......"

Barbara interrupted directly: "Don't pretend, Central Park, the old place, half an hour." ”

After speaking.

The phone hangs up.

Baker in the apartment tugged at his mouth, what do you mean?

Was it really discovered?

Where did you find out, is it all based on intuition and not evidence to solve cases these days?

This is the Marvel universe, not the Kexue universe.

Feed!

Barbara was happy after cutting off the phone.

Sample.

Now you know what it's like to be hung up.

Should!

……