"Are you sure you can do this?" Natasha Romanov spoke to the command department through his headphones while packing up the small travel jars of toiletries scattered on the motel sink. "Isn't this a betrayal, V?" she said. "Can the agents of the Information Processing Center hear our conversation?"

"Don't call me that, Agent Romanov, and this trick of sowing discord is too low-level. Wait until the FBI monitors you." Victoria Hand's tone was as serious as ever. "You know what I want to do. There is no bullet, and any phone call is free. I can only assure you that the CIA was able to find you was not because we leaked intelligence, but because you have always been the target of high-intensity search of facial recognition systems. Don't you know how many rewards the DHS has offered for you?"

"I can't give my sister to you." Natasha Romanov turned on the faucet and interfered with the other party in the call with the sound of gurgling water. The cold water dripping splashed on her neck, causing her to get goosebumps. She knew that this effect was limited. After all, the technicians under Victoria Hand could not only determine her exact location through the sounds around her during conversation, but nearby signal base stations were also the best means for positioning. What's more, Victoria Hand was so easy to get her away from the Tianjian Space Station, which must be because she had confidence in tracking her. There was a rumor in the Yugoslav Federation that claimed that before the customers who entered the restaurant had ordered, Victoria Hand knew what he wanted to eat. Natasha Romanov did not think that the behavioral pattern assessment system she learned would not be able to do this.

The water slowly became hot, and a thin layer of water vapor condensed on the mirror above the sink.

"They are not as good as the Immortal City Academy, and they are tools for their lives." Natasha Romanov looked at the blurry figure in the mirror with red hair tied into pigtails, and his pale cheeks were looming because of lack of sleep and food. "They have never had free will. I found the clue and now I have to save them."

"I don't want to argue with you about the difference between people using tools, Agent Romanov." Victoria Hand waved, as if driving something away. "I have led your actions, remember?"

"Well, that's a bad memory."

Agent Natasha Romanov reached out and wiped out a trace of water on the foggy mirror.

If her beauty is ignored, then this gray cold-proof clothing will be inconspicuous.

When SHIELD was still under the jurisdiction of the Security Council, Victoria Hand had the two honors of the highest mission success rate and the highest agent casualty rate. Although Victoria Hand was promoted from the operation department to the command department, she did everything to succeed in her mission, and was even colder than politicians when abandoning front-line agents. She even advocated giving front-line agents cyanide pills for suicide before captives.

Fortunately, Nick Fury rejected the proposal.

Even so cold-blooded, Victoria Hand was still valued because she knew nothing could be more important than a mission. At that time, S.H.E.L.D. represented justice, and no one could represent S.H.E.L.D.’s determination to complete a mission better than her. Sometimes Natasha Romanov missed that kind of life, which was straightforward and undistinguishable. But in this world, kind people use atrocities to achieve justice, while real criminals use kindness and hypocrisy to harvest flesh and blood. If it were just indifference, Natasha Romanov would not communicate with her. But Victoria Hand did not enjoy this power. Every time she gave up the agent was a last resort, she also made sure that every agent's affairs could be properly handled in her subsequent work. She would fulfill every promise she said, just as she would explain the risk of the mission to every agent in the operation department before the action.

If career factors are excluded, then what she says is what she thinks and what she will do.

Such a person is worthy of admiration, she is as indestructible as steel and stubborn stones.

“I’m very glad that the mission in Budapest was not yours, V.”

"I've never seen anyone retire from this business, maybe you think you'll be the exception, but the so-called free will of the girls is just selling yourself to another person who has a higher bid. How many organizations do you think in this world can accept so many agents and keep them running?" Victoria Hand's voice was chilling like cold water. "There aren't many such organizations, aren't they?"

"What do you want to say?"

"If I found out that they were doing intelligence work against the Emperor and His subordinates, my methods would not be so gentle at that time, and death would be the best gift for the interrogator. You have seen the interrogation process of the Immortal City, and we can dig out what we want from our brains. The interrogator is good at exercising pain." Victoria Hand changed the topic, "You seem to have a bad appetite. The breakfast provided by that hotel is not bad, a very classic American breakfast, and the hygiene conditions are also good. I ordered one for you, and it will be delivered in about three minutes. From the gait analysis, you have suffered a little gunshot wound and may have lost too much blood. Now you need heat to keep your body temperature, and the temperature in Alaska is not that mild."

Natasha Romanov looked at the blood-filled eyes in the mirror and let out a helpless chuckling. "Okay, I'll think about it." She blinked. Drops dripped from her wet cheeks. It was dry and she came here without any protection. "I hope to get enough intelligence, transportation and weapons. This is the first deal, and I'll give you what you've always wanted in the past."

As soon as she finished speaking, her cell phone that she placed next to the sink began to vibrate.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "The address of the safe house and the contact information of the connector have been sent to your prepaid phone, and you can get enough medicines and weapons. As for transportation, I have paid, you only need to say the order." Victoria Hand did not mention at all how the Yugoslav federal intelligence agencies obtained these things on this snow-covered land in Alaska. Natasha Romanov didn't want to ask, she just wanted to know whether the tools were reliable. "Contact in an hour, unless you need a rest."

"No, I want to act as soon as possible."

"You're just an ordinary person, remember?"

Natasha Romanov turned off the faucet and wiped his cheeks with a compressed towel. The person in the mirror looked haggard and even had dark circles. She had followed this clue for a week, during which she could only sleep for two or three hours a day. The last time she spent her sleep on the Greyhound bus, she even dealt with a thief. "You have been with those golden superman for a long time, V, some things can be done by humans."

"I said, don't call me that." Victoria Hand cut off the communication and looked at the golden armored giant behind him. The golden eagle wings spread out on the giant's temples, erasing all human facial features, and carving the face of the Guard into a fierce and noble bird of prey. "This is the report today, Amon." She handed the wafers with the information to the Guard, "It's just some girls whose skills are not as good as Agent Romanov. Does He have any measures to place this?"

"Recruitment, V." A masked face smiled lightly as if a breeze was blowing on the lake. "We are not equipped with staff, and some long-term training agents can fill this vacancy. Do you have confidence in commanding such a special service organization?"

"I'm afraid Agent Romanov won't give up command." Victoria Hand shook her head calmly. Hundreds of screens in front of her mapped each important target at the same time, including bank surveillance cameras, mobile phone cameras and computer cameras, and even a certain home surveillance and dash cam. This is just a brief browse and is not for intelligence analysts. "And I don't think she would agree to let those girls undergo the transformation. She is too sensitive to it, and even the most basic amplification circuit is unwilling to accept. She is our only connection with that organization, and if she cancels her command, it means we lose those girls."
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