Inside the transparent cover was Dr. Connors, whom Nick had brought back yesterday.

At this moment, Dr. Connors still had the same sense of rage that he had transformed into a lizard doctor before, and the whole person sat on the edge of the bed as if he had collapsed, quietly looking at the glass.

His face was pale, his entire face was not bloody, and his messy beard and hair made him look like Dr. Banner when he first came to S.H.I.E.L.D.

This was originally the room used to hold the runaway Banner, but now it is being used by S.H.I.E.L.D. to hold Dr. Connors.

"How long has he been in his current form?"

Nick looked at Connors in the glass and asked the agent next to him about Connors.

From his point of sight, Connors looked as if he were looking at himself, one on the outside and one on the inside.

However, the truth is that the glass has long been replaced by Nick with a two-way mirror.

They can see what is going on inside from the outside, but they can't see what is going on outside.

"It's been two days and two nights."

The agent in charge of guarding Connors thought for a moment and said, "Since yesterday when he was locked in, he hasn't said a word, he has been in a constant motion, just sitting on the edge of the bed, no matter how much we call him to eat, he doesn't pay attention to it, it's like he can't hear it. ”

"I guess it's not that I can't hear it, but it's hard to accept reality."

Nick said, looking at a report in his hand.

This is the result that the psychiatrist sorted out in the morning after communicating with Connors.

It's just that because of Connors's particularity, the psychiatrist can only sit outside and talk to Connors in the air.

"I really don't know which little genius came up with it, and actually let the psychiatrist and Connors communicate across a wall, don't you know that the most important thing in psychological counseling is face-to-face?"

Nick cursed as he looked at the report, which he thought was outrageous.

What a split personality, what depression.

Is this really a symptom that a S.H.I.E.L.D. psychiatrist can prescribe?

Who hasn't been a little depressed these days?

Can't you just get something useful?

Nick rubbed his temples, already thinking about whether to take a pay cut for the doctor.

"Director, we were also worried about danger, so we didn't let the doctor in." The guards looked at Nick, who was a little angry, and didn't dare to face him.

"Forget it, I already knew that these people were unreliable, and when I went back, I would notify the doctor, and if he messed around like this in the future, I would directly reduce his salary by three percent!"

"Got it, Director."

The agent next to him nodded slightly, and Nick patted the report to the agent that he didn't believe after reading it.

"Open the door and let me in to see Dr. Connors."

"But the Director... He's a bit dangerous, I'm afraid ......"

"I'm afraid? What is there to be afraid of. Nick put his hands behind his back and glared at the two agents.

"No matter how dangerous it is, I personally caught it, can it really hurt me?" Nick said: "And you look at his weak appearance, I'm afraid I can't even beat you, and you still expect him to sneak up on me?" ”

"Okay."

Seeing Nick say this, the agent had to sigh helplessly, and after entering the password, opened the door.

Click.

The door slowly opened, and Dr. Connors, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, also noticed the movement of the door, turned his godless eyes, and looked at the door.

"See you again, Dr. Connors."

Nick closed the door as soon as he entered, and then walked towards Connors with a smile on his face.

"What? Aren't I welcome to come and see you? Seeing that Connors didn't react, Nick didn't care, and just walked in front of Connors.

"Should I be like them and call you the Chief?"

Dr. Connors looked up and looked up at Nick.

I don't know if it's because the lizard serum hasn't completely faded, so Nick always feels that Connors's pupils are still a little vertical.

"That's not necessary, after all, we're not in a subordinate relationship yet, but if you want, of course it's okay to call me that."

Nick said, taking care of himself and moving a chair from the side.

Although it is used as a place to detain people, basic daily necessities are available here.

Nick also had a desk and chair for Connors.

At this time, there were several unopened lunches on the table, so it can be seen that Dr. Connors did not even open them.

"What? Is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s food not to your liking, Doctor? Nick smiled and took a boxed lunch, opened it, looked at the good food inside, and handed it to Connors.

But Connors didn't say a word as if he hadn't seen the boxed lunch.

"Well, it doesn't look like I'm hungry enough, if I'm really hungry to a certain extent, I won't be such a picky eater."

When Nick put it back in the boxed lunch, he didn't forget to take out a french fries from it and eat it, but he spit it out again as soon as he ate it.

"Do the cooks use gutter oil? Why do these fries taste like dead rats? Nick cursed the cook as he slapped his lunch box on the table.

"It seems that it is understandable for someone not to eat, I will ask the cook to prepare another meal for you tonight, and actually let my guests eat this garbage video."

"You don't have to."

However, Dr. Connors spoke suddenly.

"I actually know what you mean, you just want to knock the formula of the serum out of my mouth and take it for yourself.

If you don't have to think about this, I've destroyed all the backups of the recipe, and the rest is only in my head, and no one can get it except me. ”

"Huh?"

Nick turned a deaf ear to Connors's statement and continued to speak to himself.

"The military came to ask me for someone, they were very interested in your experimental results, and bought all the materials from Osborne overnight, but unfortunately, they lacked the most critical things, so I'm afraid there will be no progress in the short term."

"Then you came here this time to hand me over to them?"

"No, I'm not one of the military, and I'm not really interested in your results." Nick tilted his head to look at Connors, who hadn't eaten in two days and had a little sunken cheeks on both sides.

"I don't want our S.H.I.E.L.D. to be regarded as such a dangerous terrorist organization, that would damage the image of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the hearts of the masses."

"So what do you want to do? Give me a game of reciprocation and let me cry bitterly to you? ”

"I can't see it, Doctor, all Chinese idioms can be used."

Nick stood up and continued: "I came here this time, in fact, there is only one thing, that is, I want to represent S.H.I.E.L.D. and throw an olive branch to you.

Later, S.H.I.E.L.D. will work Doctor, what Osborne can give you, we can, what Osborne can't give you, we can too! ”