Natasha was in a hurry, no one had made her wait so long.

But she was really impressed by the design of Bloom's internal company.

The information company has recently grabbed a lot of front-page content in major media outlets, and the entire security system is intact in the wake of the online turmoil.

But reverie is reverie, and accusations without evidence are going to be lawsuits.

From the outside, the Bloom Company Building is as simple as the surrounding financial company buildings, but inside, there are no living people in sight, all robots.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. has a lot of high-tech, there really isn't such a department.

At least she didn't know.

As Lille processed the data from Frank, he walked into the room and sat down.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"First meeting, Mr. Li." Natasha paused slightly after speaking, and stared at Lille with her "invincible" eyes like water.

Unfortunately, Lille is now in a hurry to process the data, and most of his attention is not on her.

So it looks like well. Naturally, the heart is as light as water.

However, you can faintly see the blue glow.

Although the pause is only a few tenths of a second, a detail that would not normally be noticed in conversation, Lille is much more sensitive to time when processing data at high speed.

So he waved his hand and sat down opposite Natasha, and said first: "Don't mind, the work is heavy, it won't affect the conversation, don't you introduce yourself?" ”

Natasha was speechless - although seduction would not always succeed, she had never seen this kind of complete non-reaction.

18 years old, the age of the strong, but this aspect feels like a piece of wood!

It's still the kind of extremely rare kind of large dry firewood that has been buried in the desert for hundreds of years.

Exaggeration.

So she immediately changed her face, slightly pulled the clothes on her chest to the standard workplace height, and threw her son under the professional attire.

It's changed from charming to professional, but it's still enough to grab the attention of most little virgins, and even more attractive to people with special fetishes.

"This is a private contract, we have a ship moored in the Suez Canal, and we want you to help protect the cargo on the vessel."

Well?

Lille furrowed his eyebrows, not quite what he had thought.

Natasha did not contact him as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

It's kind of interesting.

"What's on board?"

"High-value goods." Natasha took a document from a pair of tosses and placed it on the table, "Look inside for details." ”

Cultural relic? Lille glanced at the contents of the document, not intending to pick it up and read it.

These people are full of lies, and the documents are even more so, at most they tell the truth about the "requirements for the storage and transportation of goods" -

On the first page of the document, the storage and transportation requirements were really roughly written.

Thinking like this, his eyes naturally had a little more contempt for the documents on the table, but this contempt became in Natasha's eyes

Does she hate me for taking something out of my chest? Other men don't do that, huh?

Lille scanned the contents of the cover page of the document and repeated the precautions: "Ensure the integrity and temperature control of the load, strictly adhere to the specified route and schedule, and prohibit unauthorized personnel from touching the reprint.

And confidentiality, but also strict compliance with shipping requirements? ”

Natasha smiled slightly: "That's why we invited you, we all know that Mr. Li is a person who abides by the rules."

We want the entire shipping process to be confidential and to leave no room for error. ”

That is to say. You want me, the carrier, to know what's inside, but you want us to take care of it. ”

"Yes, this is a very strict requirement, so the price we offer is also very attractive, why don't you open it and take a look?"

"How much? Let's just say it. ”

"$12 million."

Lille raised his eyebrows slightly-

The transportation cost is 12 million US dollars per trip, and only the world's top container ships can achieve such a terrifying revenue.

In the documents, the ship is a small freighter at best, and it is very good to earn millions on a normal trip.

"If you don't go into more detail. I'd think it's a nuclear warhead, and be honest. ”

Lille got the data in hand, leaned forward slightly, and looked much more serious.

With a finger on the cover of the folder, Lille said: "12 million is tempting, but I don't lack this money, like I said, if there is a nuclear warhead in it, my business reputation is all over, maybe I will have to match a large amount of money, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

"That can't be." Natasha shook her head and pulled another document out of her chest—

Lille looked strange: What kind of four-dimensional pocket is that pair of throwers? Stuff everything into it?

"This is a certification document of the United Nations organization, and it is only the results of some scientific research."

"I see, you're doing things for the United Nations."

"Yes, we are doing things for the United Nations, so you should know that any country can have nuclear weapons, but the United Nations can't have them."

The United Nations is an international organization and exists as an entity.

Theoretically, however, it is itself heavily constrained by a few core member states.

However, in the Marvel world, Natasha's claims cannot be believed because of this - because S.H.I.E.L.D. does have nuclear weapons.

"That's strange, the United Nations is a poor ghost, every year it cries that the poor have no money to help this, no money to maintain peace there - where did all this money come from?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

"Well, the valuable cargo of the United Nations"

Lille ignored the document again, rubbing his chin and thinking.

Seeing Lille's action, Natasha was a little uneasy.

It's not that Lille dislikes her for taking something out of her chest again, but from the time she entered the door until now, Lille hasn't looked at the contents of the document once!

The carefully fabricated lies and evidence in it were all ignored, but he only insisted on the only true part.

But before she could continue to speak with Lille, the latter continued: "It won't be another drama of smuggling important people, right? ”

Syllable.

Natasha slapped on the file, looked at Lille and said seriously, "Don't guess, I don't know what's inside-

You're right, to be honest, I've been missing a self-introduction since I walked through the door.

I'm Natasha, a UN peacekeeper, and I just know that what's on board is important for world peace and must be transported safely to the headquarters in New York.

Maybe it's some kind of technology, or a piece of intelligence, or a piece of evidence, anything, and my job requires me to never ask more.

We can only look for you for this job, because as I said at the beginning: we have no choice but to trust you. ”

Lille shrugged: "That's right, be honest, go on." ”

"The world is divided, and so is the United Nations, and we suspect that some of the people in the Berry Country who want to incite war have infiltrated our institutions.

So we can't mobilize the Council's resources, we can only find you, because we know you're going to help us.

We don't know how many people are still looking for things on the ship, but we do know that no one else should be allowed to get what is on board. ”

"These are your boss's judgments."

Natasha paused for a moment and nodded: "Yes, this is a private commission, you will not be authorized by the United Nations." ”

Lille moved back, fumbling with the armrest of his chair.

Nick Fury named himself to transport the goods, and although it seemed secretive, he thought about it carefully.

It wasn't a problem at all that these disguises were peeled apart, because he knew that even Natasha didn't know the real intelligence.

Or that the disguise is also in the plan.

The whole process of dismantling just happened to create an atmosphere of tension for Lille, arouse curiosity, and at the same time grasp Lille's political demands for persuasion.

A well-placed camouflage in the true sense of the word – a camouflage that is not afraid to be debunked.

This simple action forced Natasha to follow the momentum and quietly wait for Lille to finish thinking.

"You're quite calm." Lille said suddenly.

Natasha was stunned for a moment.

"Didn't your boss tell you that this thing was already burning your ass? Or are you not taking it seriously?

I took the job, but $12 million can't be your bottom line. ”

"It's really the bottom line." Natasha interrupted Lille, looking very sincere, and helpless:

"Please, Monopoly, when did you get the illusion that the UN is rich?

We really don't have any money, and the organization is still taking out loans to make up for the losses caused by the big network turmoil before the 12 million.

Big boss, don't report us, this may be the boss's private money. ”

Lille was speechless.

Because the Internet turmoil was caused by him.

"Then let's talk about the route, I suggest you drop off the goods directly in Tanzania."

(End of chapter)