Chapter Forty-Three: The Anxious Sitwell

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After gaining the skills, Hades took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to work in good spirits.

Coulson has gone home to rest, he hasn't slept all day, plus he has experienced so many major events, his spirit is extremely nervous, and now as soon as he relaxes, he falls directly into bed and dies when he comes home.

Fury was naturally still in the office thinking about the future plan of how to wipe out all the ghosts in S.H.I.E.L.D.

And there is another person who is extremely anxious at this time.

That man was Agent Sitwell, whose hairline had reached the back of his head.

After the negotiation, he returned to his house, and he couldn't sleep at all, just pacing back and forth, waiting for the long-awaited call.

But, no!

"What the hell is wrong...... Sitwell cursed, scratching his head wantonly, he didn't need to care about his hair now anyway, "no...... I've got to go check ......."

Grabbing the key, Sitwell changed his shoes and was about to go out, but after thinking about it, he put the key back down.

If something really happened, then if you drove the S.H.I.E.L.D. car there, you would definitely be targeted by someone with a heart.

Sitwell didn't want to go by himself, but the people he could use now, except for the missing team, were all out on a mission, and they couldn't come back anytime soon.

And the current matter obviously cannot be delayed for too long.

So, Sitwell decided to take a taxi, and let the taxi driver drive slowly past the target location, so that he could achieve the goal without being noticed, and he could observe what was going on.

Soon, Sitwell went downstairs, waved a taxi with the license plate "HDS666", and got in.

There are no format restrictions on license plates in the United States, and special custom license plates only need to be reported to a special agency and then paid every year, so, in Sitwell's opinion, there is nothing special about this car, except for the ...... The driver's appearance is a little higher.

"Go to 124 Grand Ave. Sitwell said after getting into the car.

"No problem, sir." The driver with the cap smiled and asked in a polite tone, "Is there a time request?" ”

“…… No, just open it normally. Sitwell was stunned for a moment by the driver's question, and then reacted and replied.

"Okay, please fasten your seatbelts, welcome to the Hades taxi, I wish you a pleasant trip~" Hades smiled and finished speaking, then started the car and drove towards the place where he had been many times in a day.

"Really...... Fate, ah......" Hades thought as he drove the car.

The expression on his face was still a faint smile, looking very polite and sunny, but in fact, Hades's heart was now constantly complaining.

"What the hell, I just want to drive in peace, why do these people have to run into my car one by one? And this is my first order of the day! Hades complained helplessly, and drove the Grim Reaper taxi straight to his destination.

You can't afford to do the task at hand, right?

The moment Sitwell got on the bus and said his destination, Hades received a mission from the system, and then he found out that the passenger of his 686th single mission was a Hydra agent, and he had only recently captured his men......

"So, he's going there to see what's going on?" Hades guessed Sitwell's purpose, "I guess that's it, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a taxi, this is to avoid suspicion...... In that case, he should have let me go when the time came, and he wouldn't have stopped there. ”

Sure enough, as he approached his destination, Sitwell spoke: "I suddenly remembered something, you continue to drive ahead, put the speed to the slowest speed, and then you may have to change the destination, don't worry, give you enough money." ”

"Of course there is no problem!" Hades agreed without even thinking about it, and then slowed down to the speed of a normal person's slow walking.

"......" the corner of Sitwell's eyes twitched, "Don't be too slow, about fifteen yards is fine." ”

A car, moving at a speed of one meter per second...... It's easier to get attention.

"Okay, okay." Hades made an OK gesture, raised his speed to fifteen yards, and drove straight.

That's just enough speed for Sitwell to observe most of the surroundings.

The more he looked, the more frightened Sitwell became.

The few cameras he could see on the street were all vandalized, and there were some obvious craters on the ground and walls...... On top of that, the house was fenced off by the police and a fence was erected!

Something is wrong!

There was only one thought in Sitwell's mind at this moment.

Truth be told, when the night had passed and he hadn't heard from his men, he had almost confirmed the suspicion in his mind.

However, the luck of human nature still leaves a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this group of people did not reply to him because of some other things.

But now, it was clear that his little hope was completely dashed.

"Sir, sir?"

The driver's voice pulled Sitwell back from his stupor.

"Huh? What's wrong? Sitwell asked.

"Where are we going?" Hades had to repeat again, "Or are you going to get off here?" ”

"No, I...... It occurred to me that I had forgotten something at home and hadn't taken it," said Sitwell, shaking his head, "and send me back to the place where I got in the car." ”

"Okay, no problem!" Hades slapped the steering wheel and turned around and drove towards the place he had come from.

After a while, Hades sent Sitwell back to his original position.

"Welcome to the Hades taxi, looking forward to your next ride," Hades said with a smile on his face, "The cost of this trip is eighty-seven dollars~"

"One hundred dollars, the rest is a tip." After handing the money to Hades, Sitwell got out of the car and quickly returned to his home.

He must now report what happened to his superiors right away!

And Hades, naturally, started the car, with a expressionless face, and slowly left here to continue his journey of brushing points.

Hmph, no wonder it's a villain, he can't even give more money, and he actually gives less than passers-by!

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Street Diary:

Study the table, when you look at the paragraph, you must move some of these words to order, and you can also understand that the preface of this paragraph is wrong!

Isn't it amazing?

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