Hey, Guan Heng, uh, it's okay. You should be more careful. Hill frowned over there. She wanted to say something but held it back. I'm waiting for your news. She has turned off the communicator.

Hey, what does Hill mean by telling me to be careful? Guan Heng shook his head and said with a smile: There have been many strong winds and waves. I naturally know that I can sail a ten thousand year ship with caution. Do I still need you to remind me?

Although she didn't quite understand the meaning behind Hill's words, since she said it solemnly, there must be a reason. Guan Heng said to himself: It can be seen that the search for the missing agent is not as simple as it seems, but why doesn't Hill

It's weird to directly reveal the exact information to me.

It seemed that he was busy with two things. Guan Heng rubbed his chin and thought: the mystery of company employee Reggie's madness and the search for the whereabouts of S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Iverson Carter. Well, let's go back to the company to check Reggie's family first.

Please leave the address and leave the rest in advance.

Iverson Carter had been drunk for two days and two nights. Ever since he saw the moving photo on his phone, Mr. Carter was so frightened that he disappeared. He drank desperately to be brave, but could not

As soon as Shushuo closed his eyes, he would see the face slowly turning towards him. Because the hood of the windbreaker was covering it, his facial features could not be seen. Only the upturned chin shrouded in shadow looked particularly strange.

Ugh, damn it. Iverson was gulping down beer and stumbling down the narrow alley. I was really possessed. This damn cell phone photo did me a lot of harm.

Iverson wanted to throw away the phone and get it over with, but he didn't. The photos of the suspects he took should be handed over to his boss regardless of whether they were clear or not. This was an iron rule that he had been told many times before that he must abide by.

He didn't dare to get rid of the photos and mobile phone privately, and he couldn't sleep at all now because he was afraid of being haunted by nightmares. After two days of panic and alcohol addiction, Iverson finally thought of investigating the ins and outs of this matter. He didn't dare

Report this matter to your boss, because the computer that was lost by the courier still has the archive of the photo. This is a highly confidential matter. You may be held accountable by the higher-ups, or even fired.

Iverson Carter had no choice but to find the manager of the express company, beat him severely, and forced the boy to tell him which courier had lost his computer. The bruised and bruised manager told him who had lost Iverson's computer.

The courier had a myocardial infarction on the street a few days ago and died just like that.

The bastard Iverson was now furious. He slapped the manager in the face with his hand. His gold-rimmed glasses flew away. Iverson pinched the manager's collar and shouted: "Put his delivery order right away."

Show me your savings, or I'll kill you

Yes, the manager didn't dare to offend this strong man with bloodshot eyes and a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth. He hurriedly took out a stack of delivery receipts and handed them to Iverson, who stared at him with bull eyes.

After rummaging through it for a long time, I finally landed on a slip in my hand that said a box of old computer parts was to be delivered to xx apartment.

Well, that's it. Iverson randomly put the list into his arms, turned around and said fiercely to the manager: I'm from the police. If you dare to go out and gossip about what happened today, I will kill you. You understand.

?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. The trembling manager nodded hurriedly. His movements were like a chicken pecking open rice. I understand, I understand. I don’t dare to reveal even half of a sentence. After Iverson finished speaking in an angry tone, he staggered out the door.

By the time Iverson found the apartment where Reggie lived, it was already approaching dusk. As a professional agent, it was easy to sneak into an ordinary citizen's home. After confirming that no one was in the house, Iverson Carter III

He pried open the door twice and slipped in.

Outside the house, there is a bright moon like a hook. It quietly pushes away the heavy dark clouds. At this time, it has slowly climbed up the treetops. Because the breeze blows the branches, the moonlight outside the window shines on the ground through the window, gradually

The swaying movement moved to half of Iverson's face, which was sneaking in. He tilted his head with difficulty, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the treetops being pulled by the wind, as if there was a ghost waving his hand outside the window.

Damn it, Iverson cursed in a low voice, then took out a small flashlight and held it in his mouth. This was sneaking into the room. Of course, you couldn't turn on the light because it was too ostentatious.

Subconsciously touching the mobile phone in his pocket, Iverson began to look around for traces of his old computer, but found the mobile hard drive on the table. Gulu swallowed hard, and Iverson's forehead began to sweat.

I knew very well that the photos of the suspect I had taken before were stored in the photo album file package on the hard drive.

The surrounding environment was eerie and silent. There were no night owls wailing outside the house, no grasshoppers chirping. A gentle breeze blew in from the half-closed windows, moving the curtains to make the shadows sway slightly. He couldn't help but reach out his hand. Iverson was about to grab the man.

A hard drive, ding ding ding ding, the phone suddenly rang.

Damn it, the call suddenly rang at this time, probably from his boss asking about his whereabouts. Iverson hurriedly took out his cell phone, but unexpectedly, he accidentally dropped the phone to the ground. He didn't know if it touched the ground when he landed.

Press the power button, and the screen will flash and turn on.

A figure in a black trench coat suddenly appeared above him. He was slowly turning around. Half of the man's face was about to be exposed from the shadow of the hood of the trench coat. You could almost see the corners of his mouth turning up, showing a strange expression.

The sinister smile

Ah, Iverson, who had been extremely nervous for a long time, suddenly lost control and screamed, click, the gun in the holster under his arm was unloaded and loaded at lightning speed, and he pointed it at the cell phone on the ground and shot: BANG The cell phone was suddenly bombarded by bullets

shattered

Almost at the same time, someone kicked open the door behind Iverson, and the other person rushed in. Iverson's years as an agent were not in vain. He didn't have time to shoot again.

punch the opponent in the head

Hey, the other party chuckled, this way of greeting is not good. The man said, reached out and grabbed Iverson's wrist, and the latter's body suddenly spun around, and when he landed on the ground, his back was severely slapped on the floor.

Almost broke all the bones in Iverson Carter's body

The opponent then raised his toes, grabbed Iverson's gun and turned it around in his hand. With a slight shake, the magazine was quickly unloaded and clattered to the ground.

What's the boy's name? The other party picked up Iverson's collar and shouted: "Otherwise I'll tear you to pieces." The man's tone was extremely ferocious, and his strength was even more amazing. Iverson didn't have the slightest doubt about the guy he was facing.

Can easily tear yourself apart with your bare hands
Chapter completed!