Finally, the team members who went to buy food ran back sweating profusely with two large paper bags!

"What's the matter with you? It's so slow! ”

Rubbing his empty stomach, Vice Captain Ward was unusually dissatisfied.

"Captain Ward... It's not that I don't want to be fast, it's that the popularity there is so hot that there are a lot of thieves in line.

That's it, I bought it in advance after I paid out of my own pocket and used money to change several positions with several people in a row! ”

Agent, that grievance in my heart.

If you don't receive praise, don't say it, the organization won't reimburse the out-of-pocket expenses, right?

As soon as he heard the other party's words, Captain Ward became even angrier.

"What are you, dare to quibble!"

As a secret agent of Hydra infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D., it took more than an hour for something as trivial as buying food, and if you were to kill someone in the future, such as Coulson on the left, wouldn't it take a few days to prepare?!

What a shame!

Coulson's hungry face turned pale, and he collapsed in the passenger seat and waved his hand to signal that he should stop talking nonsense and hurry up to eat.

Naturally, he didn't know what Ward was saying about him in his heart.

I took a lunch box with both hands and couldn't wait to open it.

Airplanes~

Accompanied by a golden light and a fragrant fragrance, Coulson grunted, only feeling that every golden grain of rice was delicate and full, containing vitality.

The green shallots are just right to dot on it, and the red shrimp continues to arouse everyone's appetite.

"Goodo......"

Swallowing his saliva, Coulson subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

"God... What is it? Am I hallucinating? ”

"Pinch me, I just saw a firebird flying!"

The two team members in the back exclaimed one after another, and Grant Ward on the right also had a shocked look on his face, with a skeptical expression.

How had he ever seen such awesome egg fried rice?!

Is the food of the Eastern Kingdom so NB?

Or is it that the food I used to eat that I thought was delicious was fake!

"Gollum ......"

In this cramped car, everyone stared at the egg fried rice, saliva secreted rapidly, and their stomachs protested one after another.

Their bodies are calling, "Don't hesitate, get on!" ”

So, the crowd listened to this instinct.

One bite, two bites, three bites......

They swallowed heavily, sweated profusely, and when they came to their senses, there was not even a grain of rice left in the lunch box.

The whole body is warm, as if an artificial massage has been performed.

Listening to the wind outside the car window, I leaned my head lazily on the cushion of the seat, squinted my eyes, and quietly didn't want to move at all.

……

The night is dark and the wind is high.

There are no pedestrians on the road, and Konstantin is likely to soak in a bar again, and he will generally not come back until the early hours of the morning.

Coulson took a few agents and trotted all the way to the door of the Hell Detective's Exorcism Office.

Grant Ward was ready, and with a gesture, he pulled two thin wires out of his bag and inserted them into the door.

As his hands trembled, he shuddered.

Click.

The door opened.

Several people held their breath at the same time, without making a sound, and quickly entered the room.

The whole house doesn't look big, with three bedrooms and one living room.

The innermost bedroom is used as an office area, and the two bedrooms on the right, one is used as a master bedroom and the other is a study.

The living room, with its water dispenser, a table and a sofa, is clearly a place for business discussions.

The decoration of the home is not luxurious, but it looks very simple, and there is nothing special at first glance.

Standing in the living room, Coulson quietly gestured.

The team members nodded in understanding, and they searched each room separately, touching here and looking there to see if there was a secret compartment.

Eventually, several people came to the office area and saw Captain Coulson gently petting a black beckoning cat object.

"......" the crowd ( ̄ ̅ ̄).

Coulson's face froze, and he quickly explained.

"I'm checking something important!"

Awesome... It should be said that he is worthy of being the captain, and he has gained so quickly.

The players expressed their admiration and regretfully informed Coulson that they had nothing to gain.

"Captain Coulson, it seems that Konstantin is not in the habit of leaving important items at home."

As a member of Hydra, before joining this mission, he was assigned a secret mission by Alexander Pierce, telling him to find something that looked like a compass.

Pity... The compass was not found here.

Coulson held the black beckoning cat in both hands, and he had searched all the contents of the office.

Should it be said that it is worthy of Konstantin?

There is not even a single file of documents in his drawer, which shows his "hard work" during this time.

The only thing worth noting is this beckoning cat in this room!

"Oh no, it's a magic item."

Seeing Coulson muttering quietly there, Grant Ward's eyes froze, and he even suffocated his breath.

[Mood from Grant Ward: +307]

Cautiously put the beckoning cat back in its place, took out his phone and took a few photos, Coulson let out a sigh of relief.

"Tonight, let's get here first."

What S.H.I.E.L.D. wants more than magical items is knowledge about magic.

In the current situation, there is no need for S.H.I.E.L.D. to go to war with Konstantin for the sake of coveting an incomprehensible magic item.

Several team members looked at each other, did not object, and followed Coulson outside.

Grant Ward deliberately walked at the back, his slow steps and his distance from the crowd.

Stealthily gestured to his men and watched as they adjusted their stance to block the view behind Coulson.

Grant Ward's eyes flashed, his figure quickly retreated, and he picked up the beckoning cat on the table and stuffed it into his bag.

When he arrived at the door, Coulson subconsciously looked behind him and saw Grant Ward following behind with a bag on his face.

He didn't think much about it, he just went out how a few people came.

Ward made a gesture to stealthily swap positions with one of his men's bags.

In the ensuing time, he randomly found a reason to arrange for his subordinates to get out of the car and go out to do something.

Through the secret line of the Hydra, escort the beckoning cat all the way to the hands of Alexander Pierce.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Pierce was delighted.

After finishing this magic item for a while, I personally sent it to the scientific research laboratory and ordered someone to study it.

But as everyone knows, the cursed witchcraft attached to the beckoning cat has caused the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission with the people who touch him.

……

In the next few days, Coulson's party, who was in charge of monitoring Konstantin, was shrouded in thick bad luck.

Grant Ward wore body armor, a bulletproof helmet, and an explosion-proof shield to arm himself to the teeth, observing the movement around him in horror.

These days, they are so unlucky.

Three of his subordinates were injured and sent to the hospital due to various bad luck.

I went to dinner with Coulson just now, and when I was walking on the road, the two of us were chatting well, when a flower pot suddenly fell from the sky and smashed on Coulson's head.

Ward was so frightened on the spot that he quickly called 120 and took him to the hospital.

I heard that after being admitted to the hospital, I was still uneasy, and one arm was broken again, which is really miserable......

As for their car, it did not escape, the four wheels were scrapped one after another, the engine could not ignite the fire, and only Ward was left in the original five-person team to survive.

Standing alone on the street, Captain Ward, heavily armed, shivering.

His eyes were weak and helpless.

[Mood from Grant Ward: +477]