Fitz always thinks that Salomon Damonnet is the enemy of science. Every time he talks with him, he always spends a long time talking to himself and firmly up to his belief in science. "It's terrible, Fitz." He remembers what Salomon said when he watched him help with the wound, on this airbus, when the Dark Elves invaded. "It's terrible, Fitz. If you encounter something you can't explain, I'm worried you'll break down."

"Have you ever thought about a question?" said the Secret Master, "What if our universe has a concrete personality? He can change the distance between any atoms at will, the size and composition of any molecule, and he can even change the mathematics known to humans. One plus one equals three, what do you think?"

"You are undoubtedly crazy." Fitz replied to him like this, and used some effort while bandaging the wound.

"If you believe in science, it's better to believe in the idea of ​​exploring the truth." Salomon ignored Fitz's little prank. Fitz looked up at the secret mage who was smiling at him. He felt nervous, so he quickly lowered his head and pretended that nothing had happened and continued to deal with the wound.

"You see, although I am a spellcaster, I do not believe in magic. I have always been a tool for magic, and the same is true for science." Salomon continued to express his opinion. "Whether it is science or magic, the essence behind the phenomenon is something worth thinking about. Next time you encounter something that cannot be explained, don't rush to shout 'This is impossible' and 'This is unscientific', and think about the reason behind this. This is the precious thing of human intelligence."

This sentence really benefited Fitz a lot. He no longer regarded Salomon as a magician who was playing with skulls in a gloomy house. However, this was the first time he saw a plural magician. When Colson ordered the airbus to return to Batesville, Fitz personally opened the cargo door of the plane, and then he saw a group of people in strange costumes. These people were men and women, of all skin colors. After Salomon said goodbye to the local police, he took them on the plane. "Okay, don't touch them like a country bumpkin. Everyone wanted to be an agent when they were young, but we were much more mysterious than the agent." Salomon said to those people with a smile, "Being an agent is not a good thing. In fact, you have to buy sunglasses yourself. Good afternoon, Fitz, do you have enough snacks here? You can't have no snacks for guests."

"Uh..." Fitz suddenly became nervous. He was prone to nervousness when facing a large number of strangers, and when he was nervous, he would start to stutter, cycle and then become more and more nervous.

"Take us to the living room." Master Xiao Wang helped him clear the siege, "Just have water, we are almost dying of heat."

"Let you not learn [tolerate the environment], you lazy guy." Salomon said angrily, "Every magic I wrote in the book is very practical. Apprentices, don't always focus on powerful magic. Each low-level magic has its own uses. At least [tolerate the environment] can make you wear more beautiful clothes in the summer."

"Welcome, Salomon." Colson walked from the office to the living room to welcome a group of spellcasters brought by Fitz. "I will provide you with the greatest help," he said, "including your apprentice. You didn't tell me that you had started to be a teacher."

"No, these are all apprentices of the Venerable. I'm just finding a place for them to fight." Salomon asked Agent Colson to arrange these apprentices, and he proposed to see the person involved, Hannah Huggins. But Colson told the secret mage that Hannah Huggins was injected with a sedative and had not yet awakened.

"The scene was going to get out of control at that time," said Agent Colson. "If Melinda May hadn't taken the right move and moved Hannah Huggins to the airbus, there might have been a conflict in the area - Hannah Huggins' power was out of control and she might have hurt people for self-defense. Just like she blew the gas station that morning, we learned that the owner of the local gas station had spoken badly to her."

Agent Colson handed over the information about Hannah Huggins to the Secret Mage. "You can only see it here," he said. "We did a simple physical examination on her and then transferred her to a special cell. This is for safety reasons, Fitz added electromagnetic shielding to that cell."

"Where are you going to take her?"

Colson was silent for a while. "Refrigerator." He spit out the name of a secret base of SHIELD. The base was once bombarded by the Rainbow Bridge under the guidance of Salomon and has now been rebuilt. "You know what I mean, Hannah Huggins is dangerous, and only the Refrigerator can take the right measures against her."

"I know I know, Nick Fury wants to stuff me in too, he just hasn't found the right way to imprison the caster." Salomon flipped through the documents in his hand. "Do you have no analysis of Hannah Huggins' mental state?"

"No."

"Then let me meet her." Salomon said, "If she has an external dimension, then she is our goal. If not, it means that all this abnormality is not caused by her."

"Very good, when will it start? Do you need to prepare?"

"EMMM..." The secret wizard blinked, "Come rum ice cream?"

So Salomon entered the interrogation room with two glasses of ice cream, one with rum, and Agent Colson thought that Hannah Huggins should not be ingested. Those who entered the interrogation room with him were Agent Colson and Melinda May, others - including Mage Little King and other secret mages and other members of the Colson team, gathered in front of the holographic projection table in the conference room and watched them ask about Hannah Huggins's entire passage.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Do you really have a magic school?" Skye asked quietly to Master Xiao Wang on the side, "Do you have any magic sports classes?"

Her voice was heard by others, and everyone around the holographic projection table turned her eyes to her. She coughed twice awkwardly, and slowly shrank behind the crowd like a shy mole, the apprentice of the Secret Mage and her supervisor Grant Ward (this was Skye's subjective assumption).

She vowed that she would no longer ask such stupid questions.

"Why did you ask me such a question?" Skye lowered her voice and complained to Fitz-Simmons, "I'm almost embarrassed!"

"Salomon Damonnet is a little interested in you, so I think others will tell you some intelligence, too." Simmons calmly found a reason, "This is something that the agents have to do, we have all received professional training."

"Really?" Skye was a little happy, but she soon saw the joking expression in Fitz-Simmons' eyes. "I mean, although he is tall, has a good figure and a beautiful face, he is still younger than me! I don't like boys younger than me," the female hacker defended, "I promise!"

"Who knows?" Simmons said with a smile, causing Skye to slap her arm in anger.

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Chapter completed!