Without alarming anyone, Matt had quietly embarked on his journey to Washington. When the news of his disappearance was discovered, it was already twelve hours later.

For several days, Matt was monitored. However, perhaps because he did not pay enough attention to him, the person who monitored him was only maintained at a lowest level. In addition, he had been performing no problems, so after he disappeared for so long, the monitor discovered this serious problem.

He immediately hurriedly reported his dereliction of duty, and within less than half an hour of his reporting, Colson had already brought a group of people to the country house where Matt was before.

"When did he be sure he was missing?"

Looking at the messy hut with annoyance, Colson's emotions were definitely much heavier than what he showed on his face. When he heard his questions and realized his current mood, the person in charge of monitoring immediately replied.

"At six o'clock in the morning, when it was just dawn, according to the rules of the previous few days, he should have gone out for a run at this time. But I waited for half an hour and had not yet waited for his trace, so I immediately scanned the room and found that he was no longer here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the agent May, who was inspecting outside the door, came over and said to Colson.

"I found some footprints by the lake. Judging from the fluctuations of the lake, he should have taken advantage of the darkness at night to secretly wander through the lake. The lake water blocked all his traces. It is hard to tell where he is now?"

"This guy is the elite of Cia. If he deliberately hides himself, it will be difficult for us to find his place." As he said with a gloomy face, Colson was slowly wandering around the hut where Matt was before. "So, what we are thinking about now is not how to track him. But what he wants to do?"

"I don't understand, Colson. What exactly did this guy do, why we were stalking him. And why did he hide from us."

Skye, who came here with him, asked Coulson a little strangely, and Coulson's reply was.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, Skye. You just need to know that this guy has a very important secret in his hand. Once he leaks this secret, it will have a huge negative impact on the whole world. So what we have to do now is to find him and stop him before leaking all his news. Do you understand?"

"Then it's difficult. An elite agent is hidden in the crowd. It's not easy to find him by relying on people like us alone. Unless we can mobilize more people, or ask for help from Zhiji."

"This is impossible! This matter can only be done by a few of us. We cannot let more people participate, nor can we let more people know about this matter."

Shaking his head, Colson refused Skye's statement without thinking. As for his order, Skye could only shrug his shoulders and express his powerlessness, and then walked aside alone.

She was not involved in the discussion between Colson and May, and those things like tracking were not her specialty. In contrast, she was more suitable for fighting and was more suitable for following orders to do anything. So she had a lot of leisure experience and wandered around this villa and looked at everything in the villa.

Soon, his eyes were attracted by a sketch.

The tall hat, square face, and a somewhat exaggerated beard. It looks a bit like Lincoln's sketch, but I have to say that Lincoln's portrayal is not that similar. He is too old and a little fatter. The most important thing is that his facial features are also a certain difference from Lincoln's. And such a work still signed his name on the side, which made Skye feel a little ridiculously ridiculous.

And just as she was watching, Colson's voice suddenly rang from beside her.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, just a clumsy sketch." After a simple response, Skye put down the painting in his hand. But Colson immediately called him and her when he glanced inadvertently. "Wait, this painting? Show me?"

"It's just a bad painting of Mr. President, it's no big deal." Although he said that, Skye still handed over the painting in his hand. After a careful look, Colson frowned and said.

"This is not a simple painting, it's a clue. Hand me the eraser!"

After taking the eraser, Colson immediately began to apply it on the painting. Soon, some of the extra things in the painting were erased by him, and Skye immediately asked in surprise when he looked at the completely different guys on the drawing paper.

"Who is this? It looks familiar?"

"Howard Stark. Now Mr. President's father, I think I know where that guy went?"

With such words, Colson's face was already very ugly. Not only did he not feel happy because he found the trace of the target, he got quite a bit of panic. If everything was what he imagined, then things would really be a big deal.

Thinking of this, I felt the urgency of the matter. Colson immediately took out his communicator and started yelling.

"Listen, now issue me an emergency order to block all routes to Washington, and not allow any suspicious person to enter Washington. At the same time, the wanted Matt Price and arrest him for espionage. Remember, everything must be done in secret and cannot be known to anyone, especially the United States."

Under his order, SHIELD immediately started to operate. Colson, who was worried, immediately took a few subordinates around him and flew towards Washington in a turn. He just hoped that everything would be still there, but was it really still there? He already had an ominous premonition.

Seeing the guy passing by again in front of him who was suspected to be an agent, Matt pulled his cap hard and hid himself in the crowd.

Now he has changed his appearance, from a pretty civilian who looks like a bearded Texas cowboy. Even if a familiar person stands in front of him, it may be difficult for him to recognize his true identity. But even so, Matt still acted cautiously and cautiously avoided every possible safety hazard in front of him.

With his excellent anti-reconnaissance awareness, none of the search personnel deployed by SHIELD found his traces. He also moved to the center of Washington with the tourist crowd bit by bit.

At this time, the White House was right in front of him, but when he saw everything in front of him, his pupils shrank, and then he suddenly cursed in his heart.

For ordinary people, the guards outside the White House may be the same as usual. But in the eyes of him, the professionals, more than 10% of the people are placed inside and outside the White House. These guards naturally cannot be the security guards of the White House themselves, so their identities are naturally about to emerge.

The people of SHIELD firmly guarded every line leading to the White House. No matter what he did, he could not cross them and contact the people in the White House. And to take a step back, even if he crossed these lines of defense, he was not sure whether there would be any hidden lines from SHIELD among the people inside.

He can only be relieved to leave the information he has to the President himself, but it is too difficult to achieve this level. The difficulty is so difficult that it is almost impossible to achieve. But no matter what, he has to give it a try. This is important, and if you don't try it, the result will be really bad.

Thinking of this, he plucked up his strength, then shuttled through the crowd like a loach, approaching the White House.

He thought he was doing something secretly and no one would find his trace. But before he could get close to the White House, a familiar figure stopped him.

"Stop, Matt. You don't know what you're doing, nor the consequences of doing so. Stop and go back with me, so that you may have room for recovery."

Looking at Colson and an unknown female agent who was blocking him, Matt frowned, and then quietly reached his hand to his back.

"Sir, of course I know what I am doing! I am exposing the truth, I am defending this country and the whole of humanity."

"It's not like you think you do it, you just make things worse. I'll say it again, stop and go back with me, otherwise I can't guarantee you're safe."

Fighting his eyebrows, Colson issued an ultimatum. At this time, Matt took out his weapon from behind his waist without saying a word and pulled the trigger at Colson.

The bullet was out of the borehole and flew towards Colson under the influence of power. At this time, Skye, beside him, directly stretched out his hand, allowing an invisible force to block in front of him. In an instant, the bullet was shattered by the invisible force. Seeing this situation, Matt, without saying a word, he directly got into the crowd that was fleeing everywhere because of the sound of gunfire and fled outside.

Seeing this, Colson immediately shouted.

"Catch him, you must not let him escape again."

Hearing his orders, several nearby agents immediately chased Matt in the direction where he fled. Soon, they surrounded Matt in an alley. It seemed that he had no way to escape, and Colson, who was chasing him, said to him as if he was moved, "You made the stupidest decision."

But for such a comment, Matt smiled and showed a winning smile.

"Maybe I made the smartest decision."
Chapter completed!