Stand User in Marvel Universe

“Excuse me, does your organization have any better names to remember, uh, Miss Natasha? ”

While Natasha was reporting on the scene and taking a moment to take a bath and change clothes, Dior was not idle. He first rearranged the table, cleaned the mess on the ground, and then 'incidentally' removed Natasha before he noticed the pinhole cameras and bugs placed in every corner of the restaurant during the cleaning process.

“In fact, many people have reacted that the name is too cursory to remember, so we commonly call it S.H.I.E.L.D., S.H.I.E.L.D. ”

“S.H.I.E.L.D.? That's a much better name to remember, so, beautiful Agent Lady, what brings you here all of a sudden? If someone from the IRS came along, maybe I'd understand something better. ”

“Where were you the night of April 10th? What have you done? ”

“Wow, is this an interrogation? I almost thought this was the interrogation room at the police station.” Dior's tone was very relaxed, but he just didn't answer positively, because he couldn't explain it at all, and now looking back at what he did that day was so flawed, he made so many mistakes, but he didn't regret it, and people were making progress in making mistakes all their lives, and if something like that ever happened again, he believed he would do better.

Anyway, he's growing up, no matter what!

Natasha wasn't upset by Dior's lack of cooperation, she just manipulated it a few times on her phone and put it on the table.

The surveillance video that was playing on the phone at the moment was edited and connected Dior's travel that night in chronological order, so a clear road map appeared.

“After an ex-post investigation, we discovered that you and Will had been friends for years, and that day something happened to Will, and he was locked up in an abandoned factory in the suburbs, where you were going, according to the road map inferred from the surveillance video. As you can see, this happened so suddenly that you didn't have a perfect plan of action in advance that many of the cameras that were more hidden captured you. ”

“Besides, don't worry, we're here to convict you. The social scum that escaped from the Hell's Kitchen isn't worth it. We're just trying to make sure right now, what exactly did you do that day, and what exactly was that ‘invisible monster’ in the mouth of the survivors? ”

Dior can actually continue to deny, for example, that this person is not him at all, but is very similar in height and shape, for example, that it was a thief who ran into his restaurant, and he didn't get a good face anyway.

But it's silly to say that these challenges also challenge each other's IQ, and no one will believe them.

And even without that, some of the things he had just revealed had caught S.H.I.E.L.D. 's attention, and since the plan failed to keep pace with the changes, it was acceptable for some organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. to be approached in advance, so maybe he and S.H.I.E.L.D. could work together unexpectedly.

So he pushed the phone forward gently and looked seriously at humanity: “I know what you want to confirm, and I can work with you in this regard, but I will not join you, nor will I admit that I have committed a crime. ”

Whether the person killed deserves to die or not, killing is against the law. If S.H.I.E.L.D. really does have this in mind, then it seems that Dior has no choice but to join an organization that kills people. Is there a better place than a huge organization like S.H.I.E.L.D.?

So Dior would never admit that he killed someone, even if he was lying with his eyes open, he would never let go of his grip. He was really in a hurry. Maybe after the onus of saving the world, he would put it on Hydra?

Natasha seemed stunned. She hadn't solicited anything from each other. How could this guy not have been rejected by the prophet?

“Did I say anything about joining S.H.I.E.L.D.? ”

“Investigate me exclusively, then don't arrest me, just to confirm my abilities, I can't think of anything else you want. ”

Natasha thought, as if it were true, why bother so much if nothing was planned, but she explained: "Our duty at S.H.I.E.L.D. is to deal exclusively with all kinds of strange events, then to build a file for these special people with strange abilities, to examine those who are dangerous and hostile to society, and to treat others without excessive tactics, but the necessary surveillance still exists, which, of course, can also be agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. if some of them are willing to work for us. ”

Dior's intellectuals didn't ask what happened to the guys who were harmful to society, and he didn't have to think about it and know that they were either caught or the graves were up.

Fortunately, he didn't have any anti-social ideas himself, he just wanted to live better, yet there was so little desire, in this malicious world it seemed incredibly difficult, there was always some asshole jumping out to do the rain.

“Like this? ”

Like a magic trick, Dior picked up a plastic bag and dumped all the messy equipment on the table.

I counted the quantities, one is not bad!

Natasha was not embarrassed, she was just surprised to find all the cameras and bugs in the restaurant in such a short amount of time.

“Yes, I put these things away before, but can you imagine what would happen if someone with the same abilities as you used this special talent to do evil, and if we didn't monitor it, we wouldn't even be able to find each other the first time after they did evil, so how many innocent people would be involved during this period? ”

Dior nodded unconsciously, "I agree with some of your ideas, but if you don't need them on me, the next time you're looking for me, please call me and I won't shut you down 24 hours a day. ”

“Let me take care of this for you. ”

In Natasha's astonishing gaze, the table was like a giant hand swept past and grabbed the pinhole cameras and bugs, but nothing actually existed, and the devices floated in the air like that.

Then, as the sound of grinding teeth sounded, those high-end devices were suddenly squeezed into powder and slowly dropped onto the table.

Any ordinary adult can destroy these precision instruments, yet raw and squeezed into powder? How much power does it take? How did you do that?

Suddenly Natasha's eyes shimmered towards her. Is that ‘invisible monster' standing in front of her right now!?