My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 8 Who taught you to connect like this?

After leaving the airport, Leni found a hotel and checked in like an ordinary tourist. After taking a short rest, she went out again with only her mobile phone and went straight to a nearby car rental company.

After a simple negotiation, I spent money to rent a black Ford Raptor F150, drove the vehicle around the city, and then found a coffee shop and ordered a cup of coffee to rest.

The reason why I chose this Raptor F150 instead of any sports car or luxury car is because this car is definitely considered a real family car in North America, and it has always topped the sales list.

And what we are talking about here is not the pickup truck list, but the sales list of all cars. In North America, an F150 can be regarded as beating everything.

And such popularity also means that this car is not particularly eye-catching when driving on the road, and it is unlikely to be noticed.

You must know that this is Mexico. Even in Mexico City, which has relatively good security and development, some bad incidents will inevitably happen. When you drive an F150 on the road, others may look at it twice, but they will not particularly care.

After dismissing the two men who came to chat, Leni got up and went to the bathroom. She made a mark on the corner of the mirror in the women's bathroom with a special marker, then simply washed her hands and left the cafe.

After that, Leni made the same mark in a luxury store and a women's clothing store, then did some simple shopping and returned to the hotel.

The next day, Leni returned to the coffee shop where she went yesterday. Sure enough, not long after, a slim and fashionably dressed young girl came in and sat down opposite Leni.

"Waiter, please give me a mocha, thank you."

"Okay, please wait!"

Leni looked at the beauty in front of her who showed off all kinds of charms just sitting there casually. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It's not the fault of Durant for making such bold words. Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this?

"Lenny Stark?" The level 7 S.H.I.E.L.D. agent code-named [Black Widow] spoke softly.

"Yes, Natasha Romanoff?" Leni followed the procedure to confirm the other party's identity.

Natasha nodded to confirm, then turned her head slightly and glanced in the direction of the bathroom.

"Who taught you to connect like this?"

"Ah?" Leni was confused by the question, "Rumlow, what's wrong? And isn't this how I always watch secret agent movies?"

"Sure enough, only those old men can use this kind of trick," Natasha curled her lips, "Does that mean Rumlow has only taught you how to fight this week?"

"Well, he said that Coulson would take me later, but that's not..." There were relatively few people in the cafe, so the two of them sat by the window in the corner, not worried about being heard.

"But don't you have my contact information?" Natasha interrupted, "Where are the things?"

"Um... here at my place, where are you?"

"In my car."

"Ah? You just put it in the car like this?" Leni was shocked. Is this a top agent? This terrible biological weapon was placed in the car so casually?

"Otherwise, I still have it in my hand?" Natasha disagreed and pointed to the family car parked not far away on the street, "Under the passenger seat of the Chevrolet outside."

"Aren't you afraid of being stolen?"

"If you solve it as soon as possible, you don't have to worry."

Leni thought about it, this thing has been left outside for such a long time, and it is still safe and sound, not bad for a while.

Afterwards, the two of them were like best friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, drinking coffee, shopping, and shopping together, and they didn't separate until dark.

During this period, the two of them drove to a three-dimensional parking lot respectively. Leni took this opportunity to quickly put the password box containing the real virus sample into the void warehouse, and put back the fake password box that S.H.I.E.L.D. had copied one to one.

Arrive at the original location.

"I heard that [Remy's assistance] was provided by you?" Natasha, who was watching Leni's miraculous magic tricks with her back to the Ford Raptor and arms folded, couldn't help but marvel.

"Huh? Has this matter been made public?" Leni was stunned.

"Braised Dantou? Ha... I'll just pretend I didn't hear you."

"Slip of the tongue ~ I meant Mr. Director..."

"The director didn't make it public. I heard from Coulson that your stuff is pretty good. Can you give me a few of them individually? I can pay for them."

"No problem, but you can't take it with you now. You might be raped by someone from the military later..."

"Wait until you get back to the bureau!"

"Okay, I'll wait until I get back..."

At this point, half of the task of replacing the civet cat with the prince has been completed, and the rest depends on these top agents.

…

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

After being separated from Leni, Agent Romanoff soon contacted Clint Barton, who was under military surveillance.

Yes, although this mission is for the military to ask SHIELD for help, they don't want SHIELD to get the virus sample.

As for Natasha's arrival, the temporary head of the military here did not know about it. In order to prevent the insider from leaking the secret, General Ross did not inform the local temporary commander. Instead, he concealed this for SHIELD and at the same time tried his best to thoroughly understand the situation.

Check for whistleblowers.

Therefore, Natasha's whereabouts have been kept secret so far, but as long as the handover of the sample lockbox is completed, Natasha's recovery of the lockbox as a SHIELD agent will inevitably not be concealed, and this dark move will become clear.

chess.

Romanov agents will also be monitored and even controlled by military personnel here.

"The sample has been found." Natasha said concisely.

"Really? Where are you?" Clint glanced at the plainclothes man not far away who often looked at him.

"See you at the same place!" After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

After hearing this, Clint ignored the observer, got up and drove to the cafe where he met Natasha before.

The last time they met, Clint claimed that Natasha was an informant for SHIELD, a confidential personnel who helped find samples.

The military was desperate to retrieve the lockbox, so they did not intervene too much. They only stepped up surveillance on Clint, Coulson and others. The original surveillance was changed from covert surveillance to overt surveillance now.

track.

Seeing Agent Patton leaving in a hurry, the plainclothes man immediately realized something, said a few words into the microphone on his collar, and immediately drove to follow the target.

About twenty minutes later, Clint's car stopped at the outdoor cafe he visited last time.

Before getting out of the car, Clint put his backpack in the trunk of the car, then opened the door and walked into the cafe.

Natasha has been waiting inside for a long time.

Seeing Clint, Natasha stood up: "Long time no see!"

"Long time no see!" Clint also said with a smile.

The two sat down, and then Clint immediately got to the point.

"How are you doing with your affairs?"

"It went very well. I'm just here to deliver samples this time."

"Did you really get it? Are you not injured?"

Natasha smiled slightly and handed the suitcase to the other party, "She was a little injured, but that girl's things are pretty good, and her abilities are indeed amazing..."

"Really? Then I must see it when I get back!"

…

The two were chatting here, and the military personnel who came slowly outside saw the password suitcase that had been handed over to Clint through the glass of the cafe from a distance.

"Report, Agent Patton obtained a suitcase from a woman, suspected to be a sample lockbox!"

"What!!!"

The people opposite were shocked, how could this be possible? What was going on?

Agent Coulson, who was also at the temporary headquarters, noticed something strange about the commander beside him. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing.

Seemingly realizing his gaffe, the commander quickly issued an order, "Keep an eye on them and use force if necessary!"

After saying that, regardless of Coulson's dark expression on the other side, he once again ordered the other people in the headquarters: "Gather the B1 and B2 teams and bring me the samples at all costs. No more mistakes will be allowed this time.

Otherwise, wait to be shot!"

"yes!"

"Yes, sir!"

Coulson looked livid on the side. This order at all costs was obviously given to him, telling him not to make small moves.

But who is Coulson? As an eighth-level agent of SHIELD, he is naturally unwilling to suffer this embarrassing loss. "Colonel Lawrence, what do you mean? You can't trust my people? Or do you suspect that my people are conspirators?"

ghost?"

Hearing this, the commander put on a kind fake smile and said, "Agent Coulson, what are you talking about? I naturally believe in SHIELD agents. I am just doing things impartially. After all,

Something happened to the sample already, and my adjutant is still in the interrogation room. At such a critical moment, I don't dare to cause trouble again.

Agent Coulson, please notify your subordinates and ask them to keep the sample and hand it over to my people as required, so that everyone can look good."

"Humph, in that case, I hope you, Colonel Lawrence, can make better arrangements. SHIELD doesn't want to waste any more time on this matter!" Coulson snorted coldly, then turned around to contact Agent Patton.

Looking at the back, Colonel Lawrence's eyes were cold and he cursed in his heart: "Shit!"

(End of chapter)