When he came out of Adella's house, the rain had stopped, Coulson took the recorded papers, walked from the canopy on the side of the house to the garage, he turned his head to look at the assistant next to him and asked, "What about the two doctors?" ”

"They check the car's fuel tank in the garage to see if there is any oil leakage, and by the way, check the navigation equipment in the car and check the time the navigation signal is sent."

Coulson pulls up the garage door and walks in, finding Simmons and Fitz crouching next to the jack to check on something, while the other is standing with something to record.

"Good news, Coulson, we're coming to life." Fitz stood up, took off his gloves, looked at Coulson, and said, "Inform the chief, it's confirmed to be a paranormal event, and a full investigation can be launched." ”

Coulson frowned and asked, "How are you sure?" ”

Fitz pointed to the fuel tank of the car and said, "First of all, there is no oil leakage in the fuel tank, and there is no damage to any parts, and secondly, according to the state of the gasoline stuck to the fuel tank, you can judge the last refueling time." ”

"She never refueled after she came back from Canada, and the car was towed back." Simmons accosted: "The state of the gasoline left on the tank is consistent with what this lady said was the residual state of gasoline from the gas station where she last refueled." ”

"So what?" Coulson then asked.

Fitz sighed and said, "This means that the lady did fill up a full tank of gas at the gas station she said, and we looked up her credit card bill in the gas station's charging system, and the traces of gasoline corroborated this." ”

"The marks on the fuel tank can also show that the oil was indeed filled at that time, and without any damage to the fuel tank, it is impossible to use up a tank of oil when driving to the gas station, but the oil disappeared out of thin air."

"It's not like disappearing into thin air." Simmons walked to the vehicle's engine position and said, "We checked the wear and tear of the engine, and what is certain is that the mileage in a week must be well beyond the distance from New York to the Canadian border, at least two to three hundred kilometers more." ”

"Are there cameras at the border crossing?"

"Yes, but the call to the monitoring device requires the consent of the Canadian side, and we are fighting for it." Mei said, "Do you want to go on to the next investigation?" ”

"This is already the fourth, right?" Coulson frowned deeply and said, "Every witness has left evidence, but every witness has not left a real photograph, and it is difficult for me to imagine what this mysterious visitor in the fog is like." ”

"I agree that we can't just go to see Nick." Simmons sighed and said, "His scolding will spread throughout the Forensic Analysis Building, and then our winnings will be deducted." ”

"Gotta find a way to catch the tail of this mysterious 'fogger', that's the code name I gave him." Coulson shrugged his shoulders and said, "But I have to admit that the inspiration was the name Nick gave to the project." ”

"I don't know what crazy the boss has been doing lately." Coulson's hand propped on the edge of the car and said, "I'll call someone from the Information Gathering and Analysis Department later to see if there are any suspicious psychiatrists around here." ”

"Psychiatrist? What does this have to do with psychologists? I think the psychological state of the subjects we investigated is not bad, and it is not time to seek help from a psychiatrist. Fitz looked up a little confused.

"I don't know, I'm just repeating his orders." Coulson spread his hands and said, "Don't you think the word dubious psychiatrist is suspicious in itself?" Don't make a fuss, how can psychiatrists appear in such a deserted place, don't they serve the upper class? ”

"That's easy, I'll call later." Simmons nodded and said, "As long as it's a licensed doctor, you'll definitely be able to find something, do you think the two things will be related?" ”

"I don't know what Nick is crazy about, but he probably thinks some psychiatrist made it."

"Nonsense." Simmons commented: "I guess it must have been some psychiatrist who gave him a psychological evaluation that didn't give him the results he wanted, so he took revenge." ”

At this moment, Coulson's communicator suddenly rang, and after Coulson picked it up, Nick's roar came from the opposite side.

"I know what you bastards are speculating, but I'm not kidding you, go get a psychiatrist, oh yes, don't just a psychiatrist, but a surgeon, a psychiatrist, whatever the doctor, or any other suspicious person on the street asking if you need help."

"Good news, Boss, after interviewing a few witnesses, we found out that this incident may indeed be paranormal."

"What the fuck is this good news?!"

"The good news is that there is no connection between this and the variation of San Francisco residents."

"Temporary? Well? ”

Coulson could clearly sense Nick's irritability at this point, but the most relatable good old agent had become accustomed to his boss being a stress monster.

He listened to Nick's rant and then said, "We've contacted the information department, and if he has any doctor's license, he won't escape our sight." ”

"I don't think we should be diverted right now." Coulson reminded, saying, "I think we're getting closer to the 'foggist,' and we'll head to the next sighting to investigate, and we'll have good news for us, Director." ”

Nick hung up the phone and sighed deeply, his hands propped on the table, looking at the table full of photos, a look of confusion between his eyebrows.

If before the investigation, Nick was about 80% sure that this matter was made by Schiller, now he is indeed a little uncertain.

One notable problem is that fog is indeed one of Schiller's traits, but Nick has never seen Schiller use his mist-like symbiote for anything other than escape.

Nick hadn't really seen Schiller fight with the Grey Mist, or rather, no one in the Marvel world had ever seen the Grey Mist, and they knew little about this mysterious symbiote.

The reason is that Schiller does not use the symbiote at all, Schiller's ability to do things does not come from his force, the symbiote provides a certain self-protection ability, but under Schiller's series of big plans, it is not Schiller who needs the ability to protect himself.

Therefore, the perception of the symbiote in Schiller's body by the people around Schiller is probably that he has a strong protective ability, which can make Schiller disperse into a cloud of fog that no one can attack, and there is nothing else.

But then again, it's not that all the fog in this world is Schiller, if you want to say that Schiller's characteristics, no matter which one is more obvious than the fog, it is impossible to come out of a mysterious person related to fog must be Schiller.

And what shakes Nick the most is that this style of doing things is not like Schiller.

First, Schiller has always adhered to the style of hiding behind the scenes without taking action in person, hiding behind the scenes if he can hide behind the scenes, even if he appears, it is the second half of the matter, things are basically clear, and the truth is almost impossible to hide, so he appeared at a key node to promote the development of things.

Second, Schiller is a man who pursues efficiency, he has the time to appear in person, and 10,000 balls of yarn are all entangled, and Nick Schiller, who is also a profiteer who exploits himself, will not do such a loss-making thing.

In fact, two points are the main reason for Nick's suspicions.

Photographs full of tables and investigative reports show that the mysterious creature, codenamed 'Fog Guest,' has been wandering the Canadian border to New York State for the duration of the week.

If Schiller was himself, it would have taken up a lot of his time, but he couldn't see anything in return, and if Schiller had made it up, it should have at least some purpose, right? What are you doing here?

After a comprehensive analysis of various information analysis departments, physical evidence analysis departments, and behavioral science analysis departments, it was found that there was nothing else in this mysterious fog.

Everyone wanted to know what he was walking around, but unfortunately some of the witnesses were very cowardly, and ran away when they saw him, and some people were very brave and wanted to rush up when they saw him, but so far, no one has really touched the fogger, and no one has successfully communicated with him.

The scope of foggy people is too wide and too frequent, and now all kinds of rumors are rampant, the people have different opinions, and the media insist on their own words, anyway, it is making a lot of noise.

And, it seems that because this mysterious phenomenon is not aggressive, there are already some people who want to start summoning foggers.

At the same time, since Nick came, he has been secretly investigating the mutation of San Francisco residents, but this can't hide from the eyes of some people, and some people don't want him to investigate, so they give this matter a lot of resistance.

Then the way to give resistance is to further hype up the mysterious events of the visitors in the fog to the world, forcing S.H.I.E.L.D., which is in charge of supernatural events, to divert most of its attention to this matter in order to give an explanation to the above.

Combined with the messy and unscientific rituals that are now being started by the up-and-down internet celebrity reporters, Nick's concern gradually shifts from whether Schiller is involved in the incident to how he can get out of it and fulfill the purpose of his visit, which is to stop Bruce.

Nick felt that although the secret investigation of the San Francisco resident mutation case could not be stopped, the investigation of the visitor in the fog also had to be hurried, so he stood there and thought for a while, and then decided to call Coulson to inquire about the progress of the investigation.

As soon as Nick picked up his phone, the phone rang, and Nick picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was Coulson who called.

"I saw him! I see him! Coulson's yelling and the sound of the wind whistling violently came over the phone.

"Eyes! He's watching...... Doodoo-"

"Hello? Colson! Colson!!!! Nick shouted Coulson's name on the other end of the phone, but the phone had already been hung up.

Nick angrily clutched the phone and slapped it on the table, but quickly picked up the phone and a document at hand and headed for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information department, where he had to contact the members of Team Coulson to find out what had happened to them.

Coulson pushed open the door and stepped into the fog, standing in the middle of the road, staring in shock at the shadow in the depths of the fog.

"God...... They weren't lying. Coulson looked directly at the shadow and sighed, "He really exists, the visitor in the fog, he is real." ”

The two scientists sitting in the back seat also stepped down, frowning at the figure in the fog.

"What does he want?" Simmons asked.

"What is he looking at?" Fitz said almost in unison with him.

Then they looked at each other, and they were surprised, and Simmons took the lead in saying, "I sense that he wants to communicate with us, and he probably wants something from us." ”

"He's watching us." Coulson stared at the figure and said, "He's watching us, he wants to convey a message, what does he want to say?" ”