Chapter 127 You Better Let Me Go! Otherwise...

"Is there a reason why you took Sitwell with you?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Coulson stood in for the three science team members in the back seat and asked the questions on their minds.

Leni smiled slyly when she heard this, her eyes full of scheming.

"This mission requires a pilot. I don't know your level, but they are definitely not good at it, let alone me..."

However, before Leni could finish her words, Coulson interrupted her.

"Then you may have made a miscalculation. Now the bureau needs Sitwell to take the lead."

Shaking her head, she secretly thought that Leni might have spent her money in vain this time.

"Due to the current undercurrent of the global situation, the few level 8 agents from the headquarters have been sent out to perform tasks, and less than half of the level 7 agents remain."

Seeing Leni's face getting darker and darker, Colson continued funny:

"All in all, Hilter can no longer spare time to go on long-term missions. We expect him to fly with us for two or three months. You'd better give up this idea."

Leni's face was very ugly, and she now regretted not discussing it with Colson just now.

"Doesn't that mean I'm going to spend money on him in vain later?"

Seeing the SHIELD star they admired like this, the three people in the back seat couldn't help but look at each other, feeling a little funny.

"I think so."

Coulson could hardly hide the smile on his face.

"Then don't we still lack a pilot?"

Fitz didn't dare to follow Colson and laugh at Leni, so he quickly changed the subject for Leni.

"Don't worry, I've already contacted you."

Giving a reassuring look to the people behind him, Colson looked very confident.

"I have a personal connection with a very skilled pilot, but she won't be available until tomorrow."

…

"I remember this restaurant and will come here often in the future. I never thought you could find such a delicious Chinese restaurant in Laney, Washington."

Sitwell smacked his lips, obviously very satisfied with this free dinner.

Although the Chinese food he ate this time was obviously different in taste from the Chinese food he had tasted before.

But that didn't stop him from praising it.

"Ah, as long as you like it."

Leni forced a smile, showing no dissatisfaction on the surface.

Coulson, who was gloating at the side, suppressed a smile and patted his good friend on the shoulder.

"Let's go back together."

Sitwell, who didn't notice anything strange, didn't think much and sat up from his seat with a burp.

Leni also got up and went to check out, and while checking out, she muttered fiercely to the proprietress of the store:

"Boss boss, have you seen that bald guy with glasses? Next time he comes to your place for dinner, I'll kill him hard!"

The proprietress heard this and glanced sideways, although she didn't understand why Leni was targeting the bald man.

But the guy didn't look like a good guy. He must have been making things difficult for the blonde girl who could speak authentic Chinese.

Secretly giving Leni an OK gesture, the landlady's face was filled with the expression "Leave it to my sister".

Seeing this, Leni immediately gave the other party a touched expression, and then the landlady gave her a 20% discount.

After paying the bill, Leni couldn't help but sigh:

There are still many good people in this world!

At this time, Sitwell didn't know that he had been remembered by the proprietress of this store.

So much so that when Sitwell invited someone over for dinner the second time, he ordered the same dish and paid twice the price.

The reason given by the landlady is:

"Last time, the girl named it and made it with the best ingredients. If you tell me this time it's the same as last time, I'll make it for you according to the last time's standards. How about it? Does it suit your taste?"

Afterwards, Sitwell felt something was wrong and approached Leni to ask if it was as the boss lady said.

Leni tried hard not to laugh, and gave Sitwell a stern affirmative answer.

And gave his CPU a lot of magical theories about Chinese food ingredients.

Just move out of "The Little Master of China" to prove it.

…

After the conversation was divided and everyone returned to the bureau with satisfaction, Leni and Coulson went to the interrogation room where Skye was being held.

He said hello to the agent guarding the door and indicated that he could rest.

Laini, carrying a paper bag, followed Colson in one after another.

When he heard someone come in, Skye, who was lying on the table and was drowsy, suddenly sat up.

"Who are you? This is not a police station at all! I want to sue you for illegal detention!"

When Skye was captured and brought back to SHIELD, he realized something was wrong halfway through.

These people are not the FBI at all!

At first, Skye felt that the logos printed on the vehicles driven by the group of people who captured her looked familiar.

But because she was afraid of the woman with golden eyes, she didn't think of it for a while.

It wasn't until she was caught here by these people that she remembered what kind of organization these people were.

SHIELD!

The mysterious organization that she has been tracking for a long time but has no clues about!

However, it was obviously too late to react now. Skye knew that this time he was in a trap.

But what she didn't expect was that the people who arrested her would lock her inside the house and leave her alone.

Even if she didn't have a sip of water, no one came in to interrogate her after several hours.

Skye yelled at the monitor on the wall for quite a while, but the group didn't even give a damn.

It wasn't until Skye complained that she was tired that she lay half-ly on the table and listened to her stomach growling.

"Who are these people? And what's going on with that woman?"

The dazed Skye lay on the table and was half asleep for a while, until she was awakened by Coulson's door opening.

…

"I tell you, you'd better let me go! Otherwise..."

Seeing that someone finally arrived, Skye immediately regained her "combat power" and was about to yell at Coulson.

But when he saw Leni behind him clearly, Skye immediately became silent and swallowed back the curse words stuck in his mouth.

No way, Colson, who always has a smile on his face, does look like a soft persimmon.

But that woman with golden pupils is different, she is not a normal human being!

"Finished?"

Leni still wore sunglasses, and her tone was calm and emotionless.

"I'll tell you when I'm done."

Throwing the paper bag containing the cheeseburger aside, Leni sat down across from Skye.

"We found several large transfers of unknown origin in your account, amounting to several million. Don't tell me you made these from stock trading."

"It's really speculation..."

"To be honest, I don't want to waste my time."

Skye felt like she was on pins and needles at the thought of being stared at by those golden eyes.

Although he couldn't see the other person's eyes, Skye still felt that he had been seen through by the other person.

"It's a long story..."