[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 149 Choice 2

Rose looked up at him. There was no provocative or ostentatious look in Oliver's beautiful eyes. He was just stating the facts calmly, but it made people feel an invisible oppression and threat. Rose clearly understood Throat, "How's your relationship with Arnold Blunkett?"

"I'm not very familiar with him, but he's not bad. I think he's cute, except that he's a little annoying sometimes."

Ross looked like you were teasing me, "That's not the case with him and his colleagues. They say you two have a bad relationship."

"I think he's nice," Oliver thought for a moment, "but he seems to hate me one-sidedly. I can understand that, kids are like that."

"Kid? Why do you call him that."

Oliver shrugged his shoulders, which made Rose instantly alert.

He could only stretch his fingers to reassure Rose, "I mean no harm. Arnold always likes to cry."

Ross glanced at Arnold's photo on the profile and his height, eight-pack abs, and slightly taller than Oliver. Such a man is called a crying child, and Ross can probably understand why he unilaterally Hate Oliver.

"What do you mean by stalking? I found out in the mission report that he was involved in a serial murder case investigated by the FBI. You are a special consultant in the team investigating the case. Arnold was found at the murderer's crime scene, although he was not injured. , but he mentioned you in the relevant case report."

"He always vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal. During that time, he was dealing with the incidents related to the remnants of Hydra forces after the collapse of S.H.I.E.L.D. I must say that he frequently came to me and interrupted my work."

"But this is not the first time you have celebrated a holiday." Ross pushed a paper document in front of Oliver, "In this operation in southern Somalia, you suggested to the relevant parties to send him as a pioneer or a bait, causing him to Detained by the enemy, although he managed to break through in the end, this mission is extremely dangerous, why did he go alone? And he concealed the complete plan."

"Like you said, he succeeded in the end. That's why I suggested he go." Oliver met Rose's eyes.

Ross pretended to organize the papers and looked away.

Oliver laughed, "I'm not Medusa. Why don't you tell me? The specific circumstances of Arnold's disappearance? You can't convict me just because I have a little bit of trouble with him, but maybe I can help."

"You are now a suspect in the case, Williams, watch your attitude."

"I think my attitude is friendly enough." Oliver's upturned mouth suddenly pressed down, and his momentum changed suddenly.But his eyes obviously didn't change, but his breath became cold, making people wonder why he ignored his cold eyes when he laughed.

"I know all the means you will use, so don't try it. Back then, I also thought about how to resist these means. You couldn't wait to take me out of the Avengers Building, and at the same time recall Miller and Tom who were overseas. Two people who are close to me, this case must be tricky enough, you already know the enemy, or are you saying that the mission Arnold was carrying out when he disappeared was highly classified?"

"I will not disclose relevant information."

"No, you have to do this." Oliver leaned back in his chair, his relaxed posture in a critical situation would make him nervous, "Agent Ross, please tell me, you are an independent agent, right? Your rank is not low, generally speaking, it is difficult for people who can get this far not to be involved with certain people, but you did. Let me think about it, you worked in other agencies before, the Marine Corps ? Those guys are right next door to the BAU, and I'm quite familiar with them. Judging by your expression, it shouldn't be. But you're not someone who sits in an office in the Ministry of Defense. But the calluses on your hands... Air Force pilot, I Did you guess right?"

Rose clenched his palms spread flat on the table, adjusted his sitting posture and straightened his back.

"Okay, it seems that I guessed right." Oliver smiled again, "I don't think you don't know that some people in the bureau like to play those games, but you don't participate in them yourself. But please allow me Tell you, Arnold Blunkett is in Miller's camp, even if I have left the CIA, I have no reason to kill him."

"If you're not going to tell me about the disappearance, that's okay, I won't continue the conversation until Christopher Miller comes in person."

"you!"

"I will wait for him here, hoping that the speed of his special plane can be improved."

He can only wait for him here, but the way he chooses words makes the other party feel a sense of helplessness that he can control the overall situation.

Oliver watched the back of Agent Ross slamming the door, and suppressed the smile on his face.

As he said just now, both Miller and Tom had to rush back. This incident was not simple.He mentioned factionalism to Rose, but was Miller too aggressive?

No, it shouldn't be. In Oliver's impression, Miller was cautious and restrained. Judging from the current situation, it's not time for him to tear himself apart with those people.

And the other entangled old-school forces will not act rashly.If the new forces want to jump up, just jump up, unless their interests are touched, otherwise they will not take action easily. The growth of a power is much more difficult than a baby growing up to adulthood without disease or disaster.

Is he really the enemy of the runaway little white rabbit? Oliver knew that Arnold was a field agent who wandered among various factions all year round. He was regarded as a capable general under Miller. Although he was not as powerful as Tom Hessler, Tom's force was weaker than him, but he was extremely rare in terms of scheming. master.

Oliver was alone in the room. He didn't know how long it had been, but the door was pushed open again and Miller walked in.As soon as he got off the plane, he hurried to where Oliver was, and the wrinkles on his shirt hadn't evened out yet.

"Hi, long time no see." Oliver smiled.

"Yeah," Miller nodded, closing the door behind him. Oliver saw the lights of the camera and recording equipment in the corner flicker and be turned off.

Miller sat across from Oliver, leaning on the table with his elbows, his face was tired, the blue and black under his eyes showed his extreme lack of sleep time, but he still forced a smile towards Oliver.

"You can break these handcuffs yourself." Miller brushed his messy hair back, and Oliver looked at his hairline with concern.

"Okay, but what's the use of opening it? They are all guarding outside."

"I have reported to the above, you don't have to stay here, but you can't go out of this building, they allow you to stay in my office temporarily."

It was said that Oliver took out a small needle from his pocket and quickly untied the chain. When the handcuffs were pressed on his wrist during the fight on the plane, there was a bruise.His fingers stroked it, and the bruises disappeared instantly, and the skin was as smooth as ever.

"Oh, it's amazing." Miller sighed with emotion. Although he was a little surprised when he learned of Oliver's mutant identity, he quickly calmed down and didn't ask why Oliver didn't tell him at that time, even though Miller was friendly to mutants. , but there is still a program for mutants throughout the Bureau, "Is the wound on your forehead okay?"

Oliver wiped the blood stains from the corners of his eyes, "The blood has stopped, it doesn't matter, it just looks scary."

Oliver looked at Miller's loose lock of hair and said, "Give me your hand."

Miller complied.

Oliver held Miller's hand, controlled the secretion of pineal gland in his brain, adjusted the nerve potential difference to stimulate excitement, helped him get rid of drowsiness, and then calmed down the sluggishness and fatigue of the brain after long-term operation.

Miller withdrew his hand and rubbed his eyes, "This is really a useful ability."

"Yeah." Oliver smiled, he was not in a hurry to ask about Arnold's situation, "How is Tom? Are there any missions in that icy, snowy and sparsely populated place in Alaska?"

"The mission is not in Alaska, but in Siberia."

Oliver tapped his fingers on the table, making a rhythmic sound, "Siberia? You let Tom go?"

Oliver wanted to take back what he had just said that Tom's force value was only slightly weaker than Arnold's.

"Throw Tom to Siberia? Are there no bones waiting for him to be eaten by Maozi agents?"

Miller looked at Oliver dumbfounded, "He's just an entourage for a visit, not very important, I've already sent him back, you can see him soon, if you don't think it's safe to walk here alone Feeling."

"I didn't say that."

"Okay, let's go, go to my office, I have to tell you the details of this incident, maybe you can help. I don't like this room very much, it's too cold."

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Oliver is very familiar with Miller's office, since when he first came here, he was often pulled in with Tom for heart-to-heart talks.

At the beginning, Oliver couldn't control his abilities very well. He did make several prisoners crazy, which may be one of the reasons why his notoriety spread so widely.

Think of a novice sitting there with a few words that can drive someone crazy, and if his boss hadn't ordered him to correct it, he might have continued to do so.How scary it is, it's just a few words, a few words are nothing special, but enough powerful language.

But during that time, the little rookie Oliver was not as vicious as the outside world rumored. He was also debilitated by the mad prisoner and fell into self-doubt. He never thought of being so cruel, but it just happened.

Tom is not a person who can comfort people, he can only report the matter to Miller, and then let Miller catch them both in for a heart-to-heart talk.

Oliver felt a little relieved, and was impressed by Miller's office.

The lacquered elm desk, the bookcase as high as the ceiling, the soft wool carpet and the leather sofa, and the faint smell of tobacco and the smell of gunpowder after shooting training. The light is always dark, and Miller always draws the curtains and opens With a lamp.

Oliver followed Miller into the office, and he saw a few more medals of honor stored in the bookcase.