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after an hour.

Yelena's incredible screams came from the manor.

"I buy it, I buy it, are you kidding me? How do you do it?"

On the sofa in the hall of the manor, Yelena sat straddling Natasha Romanoff's body, holding Natasha Romanoff's charming face with both hands, and turned back and forth, her eyes were almost staring at this face like a magnifying glass.

She just went to sleep, but after waking up, she suddenly saw the incredible change of Natasha Romanoff sitting on the sofa.

It's not that she is too exaggerated, but that Natasha Romanoff has changed so much that she can't believe her eyes.

That face, which was already delicate and charming enough, seemed to have been fine-tuned by some kind of compact plastic instrument, and the pore and skin became whiter and became much more delicate.

Most importantly, she clearly remembered that a scar on the arm exposed by Natasha Romanoff's short vest disappeared.

As if it had been repaired.

As the saying goes, one white covers one hundred ugliness. Natasha Romanoff, as a Russian, originally has fair skin, but it is not enough compared to the white skin of purebred whites. What's more, the pore has also shrunk, making her more delicate and beautiful ~, the temperament has become better.

As a woman, how could Yelena not be envious or jealous?

Her jealousy was about to overflow.

The frenzied Yelena grabbed Natasha Romanoff's face and questioned him repeatedly.

She also wants to become more beautiful and more refined.

Not only her, but Melina who was standing beside her also cast envious and fanatical eyes.

Natasha Romanoff enjoys the madness and envy of her fish-lipped sister. She allows her face to be ravaged by Yelena, just teasing, but not opening her mouth.

"I won't tell you."

This sentence was comparable to a murderous knife, Yelena froze immediately, with endless murderous intent flashing in her eyes, she said in a low tone like a perverted killer.

"Believe me, if you don't tell your secret, I will use the most cruel way in the world to dismember you, tear your throat, and take out your heart."

"Oh, I won't tell you that either."

Natasha Romanoff was unimpressed.

This made Yelena, who was originally a perverted killer, instantly become like a little girl who was not late for candy, hugging her sister, and coquettishly using the most annoying clip sounds.

"My dearest sister Natasha Romanoff, we are real sisters, are you willful to treat your dearest sister like this? Tell me, sister Natasha Romanoff~~"

Yelena didn't care about it either, and went all out.

Melina next to her couldn't bear it anymore, she sat down beside Natasha Romanoff, staring at Natasha Romanoff with her beautiful eyes, full of tenderness.

There was a lot of noise here, and Alexei, who was getting whiskey from the refrigerator not far away, couldn't help but shivered.

Feeling that my goosebumps are about to come out, I muttered in a low voice: "I haven't woken up yet?"

Next to him, Li Ang, who was squeezing the juice, smiled without saying a word, and looked towards the sofa gently.

Sure enough, Natasha Romanoff, who put everything down, became different, um, more black-bellied.

Still, he likes this Natasha Romanoff.

Houston Police Department.

The various police officers in the police station come and go, busy.

And in the conference room of the police station, several sheriffs of the United States were sitting in a smoky atmosphere.

The white sheriff of Houston stood on the podium, and the images projected by the projector were surveillance images of several cities in Houston.

The face is very ugly.

"Damn it, there's nothing there. Did those two cars just disappear out of thin air?"

There are obviously tire marks, and the target is Houston along the road, but the surveillance screen did not find that car at all, and several other passing cars were found, overturned and inspected, but nothing was found.

Those cars didn't go on that road at all, but on several other roads.

That is to say, I found the tire marks and knew that there were two cars at that time on that road to Houston, but there were no such two cars on the surveillance screen.

He really saw a ghost.

Even several police chiefs once thought that the monitoring was tampered with, but they invited several experts to make a final judgment, and it was completely normal.

But this is too unreasonable.

It’s almost as if physics disappeared, and those two cars also disappeared inexplicably?

It's so weird.

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Originally found a clue but cut it off in this way, which made several police chiefs feel angry.

The most important thing is that the military satellite monitoring screen was also covered due to the stormy weather at that time, and it was unclear what was going on. After that, a golden light flashed past, and when the light disappeared, the screen was blocked by dark clouds again. .

Just when several sheriffs were smoking and thinking.

There was a knock on the door, which interrupted everyone's train of thought. After the white police chief yelled to come in, a female police officer opened the door and said to the police chief, "Sir, the FBI is here."

Following the words of the female police officer, several men in suits walked in.

Several sheriffs looked at each other, and they didn't want to eat it. The white sheriff's attitude was also relatively cold. He looked at the visiting FBI and said, "I'm Marley, what's the matter?"

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The federal police, that is, the FBI and the city police are not affiliated with each other and are opposed to each other. There is no superior-subordinate relationship between them, so they can completely ignore each other.

Moreover, the local police have always had a different attitude towards the FBI, which represents trouble, unless they have acquaintances.

The leading white FBI agent didn't care about the cold attitude of the sheriffs, but showed a gentle smile instead.

He took out a document and handed it to Sheriff Marley, saying: "I'm sorry to disturb your meeting, Sheriff Marley, but we only have a little understanding of the situation, and this incident has alarmed many departments.

"We will not interfere with the joint investigation team's investigation. On the contrary, we will provide some assistance. After the investigation is completed, you can close the case. We will not take over the follow-up."

The faces of the sheriffs who said this improved a little.

Several of them are senior police chiefs, and they have heard the subtext of the person in front of them, that is, they just look at the situation, don't intervene, give help, and don't take credit for it afterwards.

Sheriff Marley looked at the white detective in front of him meaningfully: "This is not like the style of the FBI."

Given the FBI's consistent urgency, this approach is no different from charity.

The white agent didn't change his face, he just pretended he didn't hear it, since he wasn't from the FBI anyway.

(Ask for a monthly ticket for flowers, thank you guys for your support, thank you so much! B).