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When Grant woke up from his coma, the first thing he saw was not the recovery room with soft music he thought he thought, nor the laboratory full of white coats, nor Natasha's happy and caring face, but a black-clad soldier on the left and right, fully armed from head to toe. Judging by the sounds he heard and the surroundings he saw, he should have been in a high-altitude fighter plane at this time. Looks like he's going to be transferred somewhere. Before he could get up and ask clearly, the feeling of an injection came from the elbow of his arm. Then he fell into a deep sleep again.

At the same time, Natasha, whom he missed so much, had already walked several laps where he had fought the Winter Soldier before.

"Sir, we can't find ......"

"I know."

Interrupting her men's report with a blank expression, Natasha, whose right arm was bandaged, inserted the two things she was holding in her left hand into her pocket.

A safety clasp with a silver chain attached, and an Edelman dagger.

"Carefully scanning the ground for traces, I need an assessment of the course of the battle and the results of the battle." Staring at the subordinate with a cold gaze, Natasha said, "Be detailed. ”

"But sir, just by virtue of the traces on the ground, we don't necessarily ......"

"That's your problem." Interrupt your subordinates again, Black Widow. The woman showed a ruthless side, "Don't challenge my patience because of your problems. ”

“…… Yes, sir. ”

Afterwards, Natasha stopped looking at the place, leaving the motorcycle for her men to inspect, and she got into another car and simply left.

Over the next few days, Natasha used her authority to the fullest, even more diligently than she had been a few years ago, but still failed to find any more information about the Winter Soldier. She couldn't even determine if Grant had been taken by the organization behind the Winter Soldier, or if another force had stepped in.

Probably Natasha made too much of a move, and Grant's disappearance alarmed the top of S.H.I.E.L.D., and even Secretary General Alexander Pierce asked his subordinates about it. In the end, it was Maria Hill who appeared in front of Natasha.

"A traitor doesn't matter to S.H.I.E.L.D., and that's the end of it. If you're bored, you can focus on the monster named 'Hulk' and the Spider-Man in New York. ”

"Come on, Hill. We all know the significance of the Cosmic Cube to all mankind, and we also know S.H.I.E.L.D.'s desire for the infinite energy in the Cosmic Rubik's Cube. I mean, how many times has S.H.I.E.L.D.'s research on the Rubik's Cube failed over the years, and then how many times has it been restarted? Now that there is one person who can bring a major breakthrough to research that has not progressed for decades, how can we just give up? ”

Natasha thought that this reason was very correct, and it did meet the desire of S.H.I.E.L.D., but it was still denied.

"It's not something I can decide. I'm here to ...... you on behalf of the Director."

"I'll tell Fury personally!"

“…… I would like to relay to you the decision from the Council. That's the exact words that came from the council, and even the director can't help it. And if he wanted to see you, it wouldn't be me. ”

It seems that Fury is not very satisfied with the council's decision. But do you really have to give up?

"Does Coulson know about this?"

Natasha also wanted to find another way to fight for it, and she got this answer.

"He'll know, but not now. Agent Coulson is in New York on a work with Spider-Man, and I don't think it's a good time to bother him. Of course, you can also give him a call. But I'm sure even if he knew, he would have made the right choice. I'm sure there's a lot of people in the bureau who would have liked things to work out differently, but hey, that's the reality. ”

Probably because of the sympathy of the same woman, Hildo glanced at the other party: "There is more than one Spider-Man in New York, maybe you can go and relax." ”

As a result, Natasha shook her head.

It seems that this is the case.

The day after Natasha spoke to Hill, the name "Grant Lee" was taken from the top of the wanted list and placed at the end of the list. It's just that for some, it's hard news to accept. Neither Grant's friends nor the agents he had wounded were not very happy with the outcome.

Of course, Natasha won't give up just yet. Since she couldn't get support from S.H.I.E.L.D., she turned to her friends who were still in Russia and Ukraine for help, hoping to get some useful information. It's just that when there will be a result, and what kind of result it will be, it's not up to Natasha to decide.

So, where exactly is Grant?

"Are you sure it's okay to do that? I don't think there's a lot of blood left in my body for you to draw. ”

"I'm pretty sure that if you don't cooperate, it's going to be more than just blood drawings."

The first thing Grant saw when he woke up again was the uneven stone ceiling. Looking around again, he guessed that it was probably an abandoned underground mine. But that's not the point, the point is that the wild white coat herd that Grant has been resisting and hoping to avoid has finally appeared.

The reason why he said "wild", Grant still imagined that there was a whole team of researchers dedicated to him, but this situation could only appear in his head.

There is something special about the white coats now. First of all, they came on time, went on time, and did not change for several days.

Second, the place where they did their research was where Grant was held. In such a room of about thirty square meters, there is a large electrified cage with a door. Grant had already experienced that electric shock, and he didn't want to have a second time. There was an operating table in the cage, and the operating table was perfectly prepared with straps - presumably in case of emergency. Several bottles of unknown liquid were hanging from a hanging bottle rack, and the infusion tube came through the outside of the cage and came to a corner of the cage. There was a chair there, and Grant was sitting on it. Outside the cage, by the wall, less than two meters away, there was a row of brand-new and advanced machines, where the white coats were experimenting.

Originally, Grant thought that the organization that had tied him up was too poor, but after seeing the machines, he dismissed this outlandish idea.

Finally, I want to talk about the white coats. For days, the men never spoke, neither when they were doing research together or when their blood needed to be drawn. It's not just Grant, they don't even have a verbal exchange with each other!

Grant has been living in this cage for the past few days. Look at the research of the white coats, they have their blood drawn or something, and at night he has to be labeled with an induction film to sleep, and the computer outside will record almost all of his physiological reactions - of course, he doesn't even need to go to the toilet without eating, drinking, or drinking. If he resisted, the current of the big cage could not only be passively triggered. And in the confines of the large cage, chairs, operating tables, and even floors are all metal!

If there is any adjustment in the boring and helpless life of the past few days, it is the woman who was sent to communicate with him. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow the ~ point / Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread can be), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the qdread WeChat public account! ）