Old mayor's office.

A group of FBIs surrounded the building, and Alice, who saw the scene from the car, couldn't help but be a little worried, she worried that Kerry would be greeted by a volley of bullets.

"Don't worry, wait for me here." Kerry pushed the door open and didn't look back.

The FBI, who was on duty at the door, put his right hand on the holster the moment he saw Kerry, and for these suspects, they were subconsciously accustomed to "physical convincing".

Several of the FBIs looked upward, and when their gaze landed on Kerry's face, the well-informed FBIs had shocked expressions on their faces.

I don't know how to say it, Kerry is not only handsome, but just seeing his face will give people a sense of reassurance.

Moreover, with Kerry's appearance, even if he is thrown into Hollywood, he is definitely the object of admiration of many well-known actresses.

After all, who minds having a relationship with someone who is good-looking, has a good temperament, and has a perfect figure that goes beyond friendship?

Without him, Shuaier.

"Hello, I'm Kerry. Van Helsing. Kerry looked at the group with a polite smile, wondering if these FBI members were members of the fencing club.

For a man with a normal orientation, he will be happy if he is adored by a woman.

But if he is loved by a bunch of men, he will only silently blacklist the men who adore him and then hide as far as he goes.

"Uh-oh." A few people came back to their senses and moved out of the way to signal Kerry to go up.

watched Kerry's back leaving, and then silently turned on the walkie-talkie: "Boss, the people have gone up." ”

"Got it."

Illis slowly stood up after hearing the news, the mountain peak swayed slightly with the activity, and her eyes fell to the office door, silently waiting for Kerry. Van Helsing.

Coulson, who was sitting in the corner, was still squinting and smiling, and Elis even suspected that the guy had stiff facial expression syndrome.

Feeling Elis's gaze, Coulson was indifferent, it didn't matter what others thought of him, and the reason why S.H.I.E.L.D. was involved in this dispute naturally had their reasons.

In fact, Coulson admired Elis from the bottom of his heart, because the answer she guessed was exactly the same as the answer she guessed.

But because of the agent's instincts or suspicious personality, Coulson is skeptical of any answer that seems to be a certainty.

For example, when an ordinary person asks an agent to drink Coke, the agent's first reaction is not to say thank you, but "me, I'm exposed?" "What kind of poison is contained in this bottle".

After all, a good agent is suspicious of everything or people, and sometimes agents will even hypnotize themselves in order to achieve their goals.

For agents, trusting others easily is tantamount to killing themselves.

As one of the world's rogue organizations, S.H.I.E.L.D. has grown into a towering tree, and a large part of the reason is due to the dedication and efforts of these agents.

Of course, many of these agents even have five or six identities, and sometimes even a simple mission can turn into a backstabbing conference.

It's like a nesting doll, this person looks like it's S.H.I.E.L.D., and take a look, ho, the Japanese spy, and then take a closer look, ho, a Hydra Japanese branch agent!

True Mission Impossible Butterfly.

However, in general, S.H.I.E.L.D. has a lot of fighters, and they will look for any opportunity to strengthen S.H.I.E.L.D. (Even if their own house has almost become a stronghold of snakeheads).

The ability to transform ordinary people into zombies is very dangerous, and Coulson came to Fox Town for this reason.

What he has to do is very simple, find the truth, and then bury the truth.

As for Elis?

Coulson wasn't worried, and before he came, Coulson got the information that the FBI was trying to get in touch with Kerry, so he prepared a memory erasure package (destroying Kerry's information) early.

As for whether the FBI will have an opinion?

Come on, the only people who can wrestle with S.H.I.E.L.D. on Eagle Sauce soil are the military's group of lunatics who like to persecute mutants all day long.

To be honest, S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't trust Eagle Sauce politicians, most of them wear the same pants as the military, and if the ability to turn ordinary people into zombies falls into the hands of the FBI, then the military also gets this technology in disguise.

Judging by the military's style of bouncing around and asking others to wipe their buttocks.

This ability is to be used 100% on mutants.

(Mutants: Shake cold, when will we mutants be able to stand up.) ）

Even Coulson sometimes wonders why the military doesn't let go of mutants with thousands of superpowers in the world, even if he has been studying slice experiments for 100 years without getting any useful information.

Back to the topic of dogs.

The FBI is just a dog, and S.H.I.E.L.D., he is a dog of the Five Constants, and he is not worthy of the FBI lifting pants for S.H.I.E.L.D. than a dog!

Thoughts flashed through Coulson's mind, and he kept a quiet smile on his face.

Elise took a deep breath, she didn't understand why she was doing this, she didn't feel a little nervous when she met even the most vicious bad guys.

But now that he was about to face a guy who strangers could even call criminals, Elis was nervous.

"Ridiculous." Elise shook his head, as if that would shake out the distractions in his heart.

As the footsteps drew closer, Elise narrowed her beautiful eyes, which were quite seductive, but few could meet her gaze when those eyes were coldly fixed on the suspect.

This is a kind of psychological oppression, and Elis has tried it all the time.

A man in a trench coat appears in Elis sight.

He walked down the hallway towards him.

With his hands in his pockets, there is no nervousness about being a criminal suspect, and even ordinary people will reflect on the bad things they have done since they were born when they hear the name of the FBI, such as peeking at the neighbor's aunt bathing.

But there is not a trace of these emotions in the big boy.

He walked like that, feeling relaxed and relaxed, as if the person who had come here was not a suspect, but some politician who had come to inspect.

This confidence impressed Elis, and she rarely saw a suspect with such a strong psychological quality.

Elis's eyes lit up, and she felt her fighting spirit ignite.

Let's hope this Kerry doesn't let himself down.

Unaware that Erie was being treated as a challenging criminal, Kerry walked down the hallway to see a tall, foxy-eyed, high-nosed, cherry-mouthed, long-legged FBI detective standing in front of the mayor's office.

"Hello, I'm Kerry. Van Helsing, I heard you were looking for me? Kerry's gaze swept over, a little surprised that this woman was in such a good shape.

A flash of surprise flashed in Elise's eyes, looking at this man who seemed to have walked out of the Bible, the first second she saw him, Elise couldn't help but think of a great creature "angel" in her mind.

"How do you know I'm looking for you?" Elise had a battle intent in her eyes, staring at Kerry with blazing eyes, as if she was expecting Kerry to give a perfect answer.