Soon, Coulson arrived at the crime scene.
"Such a killing method…"
Coulson frowned and looked at Johnson's wound.
" There were three agents in alley 96," Daniel said." The wounds on their bodies were similar to this."”
"Looks like it really is a storage item."
Coulson stood up and muttered to himself with a serious expression.
To be able to assassinate a top agent under the noses of dozens of agents, this could only be explained by supernatural.
"Then…what are the characteristics of the items this time?”
Coulson was lost in thought.
According to the Golden Foundation's knowledge, each storage item had its own ability, or rather, each had its own rules.
For example, Containment-307 never hunted cold-blooded animals, only warm-blooded animals, and used vines to devour his opponents.
Attack type?
But that wasn't right either…
Coulson looked at the open window.
Extremely fast? He was good at using relatively long weapons. This wound should have been caused by some cylindrical object. Or something else?
So regular?
Coulson began to think about the characteristics of the four victims that Johnson had brought.
Skin color?
It shouldn't be that bad. One of the four people was black.
Coulson felt a headache.
Without understanding the object, it was too difficult to know the pattern and characteristics of the object's killing.
"Mike's neck was broken from behind by something, right?”
Coulson's eyes flashed.
Coulson suddenly realized something terrifying.
That was, there might be more than one type of storage item in Hell's Kitchen, but two.
One of them liked to break people's necks behind their backs, while the other's pattern was still unknown.
"We have to report this matter!"
After expressing the seriousness of the matter, Coulson did not dare to stay any longer. He turned around and left the crime scene.
He had to personally report this matter to the director, and then report it to the young president of the Golden Foundation.
If this matter was true, it would be too terrifying.
Coulson, who didn't know that he had just brushed past the Grim Reaper, returned to his office.
However, Daniel was not so lucky.
"Is the computer on?"
I remember Johnson was preparing to sort out the video of the case.
The curious Daniel turned on the laptop, which had been closed for a long time.
As soon as the computer was turned on, a horrified and indescribable face appeared on the screen.
Seeing this terrifying face, even Daniel, who had a strong mental fortitude, was shocked.
"F * ck! What the hell is this?"
"Johnson, that bastard, is he hiding in his dorm and watching a horror movie?”
"No! This seems to be the surveillance video on the combat helmet. Could it be…"
Daniel pulled out a chair and sat down. Then, he opened the video file and began to confirm the cut.
So that was how it was!
The murderer in alley 96 was actually a monster. Could such a deformed monster be another experimental product of a laboratory?
Johnson wasn't killed because of this, was he?
However, that was not right. If they were going to kill him to silence him, why didn't they destroy the evidence?
Daniel analyzed the cause and effect of the matter.
A light breeze blew, followed by a strong gust of wind towards his neck.
As a top secret agent, Daniel lowered his head reflexively and dodged the sneak attack from behind.
"Boom!"
The laptop in front of Daniel was sent flying and smashed into the wall not far away.
The sound of the laptop shattering on the ground frightened the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who came to collect Johnson's body.
"A battle is happening inside! The attacker hasn't left yet?"
Several agents instantly pulled out their pistols and broke in.
Daniel, who had dodged the fatal blow of Containment-096 in a sorry state, immediately shouted when he saw his comrades coming to support him,""F * ck! It was this monster. It was this monster that killed Johnson and the others.”
"What kind of monster is this?"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat when they saw the ugly Containment Item-096.
Bang, bang, bang…!
Almost without hesitation, the four agents instantly emptied a magazine.
Then, he reloaded the magazine.
Daniel also took the opportunity to run out of the room and hide behind the four agents.
"This monster is really ugly!"
An agent reloaded his magazine as he gave his speech.
" Bullets don't seem to have much effect on this monster," Daniel reminded." We should call for backup!"”
"Then hurry up and report to Boss!"
An agent urged impatiently.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous when facing a monster that wasn't afraid of bullets.
How many normal people could remain calm when facing a monster that could not be killed by bullets? After all, no matter how well-trained agents were, they were still mortals.
Daniel quickly took out his communicator and prepared to contact Coulson.
Unfortunately, Coulson was reporting to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and his communicator was busy…
The black-faced Daniel could only console him,""F * ck! We can't contact Boss now. You guys hold on for a while. With such loud gunshots, backup should be here soon.”
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