Video bloggers in American comics

Cairo is the political and economic center of Egypt. Before Wakanda showed its power to the world, Cairo was the largest city in Africa.

It's seven o'clock in the morning, just when the city is just waking up and getting busy.

Suddenly, the roar of a hurricane appeared over the city, followed by a colorful beam of light falling, and two tiny figures appeared in the sky.

"Down there is Egypt!" Dio said, the wind rushing into his throat so hard that he had to shout to get the words out.

Zhang Ming pulled him flying in the air and pressed the communicator: "Where are the SHIELD agents?"

"They have arrived at the National Museum in Cairo, and the golden mask is under their protection, waiting for you to pass." Colson said.

"receive."

Zhang Ming found the correct direction and flew there with Dior.

The National Museum in Cairo contains more than 100,000 historical artifacts from the time of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs to the Roman rule in the fifth and sixth centuries AD. It is one of the most famous attractions in Egypt. Tourists from all over the world come here to visit every day.

study.

However, today, the museum was cordoned off early in the morning, and many police officers were guarding the outside, maintaining public order and calming the emotions of tourists.

As soon as Zhang Ming and Dior arrived, a man in his thirties, wearing a black suit and with a smile on his face came to greet them. He took out his SHIELD ID and showed his identity.

"James." He introduced himself, shook hands with Zhang and Ming enthusiastically, and then led them inside. The entire museum was empty except for the sound of their footsteps on the marble floor.

"This is it."

James pointed to the deepest glass cover and introduced: "Bulletproof glass, as well as infrared rays and trigger alarms, can resist most thieves in the world, but it is a bit dangerous if the enemy is a person with super powers. Standing next to

The handsome guy is Jackson who is traveling with me. Is everything okay? Look who I brought here."

Jackson is a taciturn man who looks a little thin and gloomy, which is somewhat different from the field agent in Zhang Ming's impression.

"SHIELD only sent two people?" Dio asked James.

"Because of the alien management organization in New York, there aren't many agents stationed in Cairo to begin with, and a lot of them were recruited some time ago. Now we are the only two who can still go on missions." While explaining, James pressed the button

The password opened the glass cover of the golden mask.

Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this piece of art with his own eyes.

Even though they borrowed Asgard's Rainbow Bridge, they finally walked in front of the truth.

Zhang Ming took the white gloves handed over by James, carefully picked up the golden mask, and asked Dio: "You are also an Inhuman. How are you? Do you have any special feelings about this thing?"

Dio stared at the mask for a while, then slowly placed it on his face. Three pairs of eyes focused on him.

"It's a bit of a headache."

"Have a headache?" Zhang Ming asked: "Are there any special hallucinations or auditory hallucinations?"

"No, there is a strange smell on it, like a drunkard's stinky socks that have been left for a week. It makes me have a headache." Dior took off the golden mask and gently put it back in place.

Zhang Ming was a little disappointed with this result. If Dio could activate the golden mask's ability, maybe they could find the secret of the Terrigen Stone first and completely defeat the truth's plan.

"We are already ahead of the enemy, brother, don't be too greedy." Dio guessed Zhang Ming's thoughts.

"I just feel like something's wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"That travelogue. Cutting said that he tore out half a page of the travelogue and gave it to a pigeon carrying a schoolbag. The subtext of this sentence is: that half of the paper is the key clue, and the rest of the travelogue is useless.

Then the question arises - why did Cutting keep the travel diary? If he burned the travel diary, there would be no way for us to find it."

Dio explained: "Colson mentioned this small detail during the interrogation, and it was the truth that told the cutter to keep the remaining contents. The pigeon's load-bearing capacity is limited, and the cutter can only tear off the most critical parts. But in case that happens

Isn’t half a piece of paper an important clue? The truth always leaves a way out for itself, and if you burn the travel notes, you’ll lose everything.”

"I hope so." Zhang Ming sighed.

"I think you think too highly of that guy named Truth. Putting aside his superpowers, he is just an ordinary priest. Not every villain has the brain of Proxima Centauri." Dio said with a smile, facing forward.

After defeating Cut, his confidence was restored.

Even recovery is a bit too much.

He continued: "If I were the truth, I would send a few people to ambush near the museum. When we get the golden mask first, we can relax and pounce on them. Maybe we will be caught off guard."

"It is indeed possible, and -"

James added: "I have prepared the box. Put the golden mask in it and we can set off to SHIELD's safe house..."

"Okay." Dio responded casually, "You're too nervous. It's only been four hours since we caught Cut. The truth is not Tony Stark. He doesn't have a private plane. He might still be there."

On the way to Egypt——"

"That..." James came over again.

"What's the matter?" Being interrupted continuously, Dio couldn't help but feel a little angry. His good upbringing allowed him to restrain his anger and try his best to behave like a gentleman.

"I'm sorry, I just want to take a photo with the two superheroes before departure. I have always admired you, but I have been stationed in Africa all year round and have no chance to see you. Could you please satisfy my little request?

desire."

"Please hurry up." Zhang Ming said.

No matter how Dio tried to persuade him to rest assured, his intuition kept reminding him that there was a malicious force beside him, like a poisonous tongue hidden in the woods, staring with a pair of blood-red eyes, and would pounce on him in the next second and stab him with its poisonous fangs.

Pierce his throat.

"No problem, just a photo, it'll be quick." James trotted between Zhang Ming and Dior and narrowed his eyes with a smile. Standing next to him, a silent Jackson came over, holding a photo in his hand.

Taiwan Polaroid.

"Click——"

Under the flashlight, Zhang Ming closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Hey! Are you sure this is a flash light and not a flash bomb?" Dior couldn't help but say.

These words were like a thunder, splitting away all the fog in Zhang Ming's heart, and the malice lingering on the edge of his intuition came over like a heavy rain.

Zhang Ming was too focused on external attacks before and didn't pay attention to James and Jackson at all. Now that he thinks about it, their words and actions don't look like professional field agents at all!

"What is this!" Dio's voice was full of surprise.

His vision gradually recovered, and Zhang Ming also discovered something was wrong with him.

He is still the same person. From the front, Zhang Ming is the same as before, and there is no difference. But as long as you adjust the angle slightly, you can find that he has become "thin", without any thickness, as if he was slapped on the chopping board.

A piece of paper.

Not only him, Dior and James also became paper figures. Behind them was a "background board" about three meters by three meters, with the scenery of the museum in the background.

Beyond that is endless white snow.

Zhang Ming raised his head and saw a box with Jackson's face magnified dozens of times. He came closer and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ming saw that his originally blurry body was gradually becoming clearer, and he immediately reacted:

Photo! They were stuffed into the photo taken with the Polaroid just now!

"Hello, Zhang Ming, let's get acquainted with you again."

James next to him was still smiling and raised his hands. At this time, Jackson outside also "stretched" two fingers into the photo and pulled James out.

Two pairs of huge eyes looked down at Zhang Ming from the square frame above their heads.

"My name is Collapse." James, no, Collapse pointed at himself. Then he pointed at his gloomy companion beside him and said, "This is called Photo World."

"Just like Dio said, we followed the instructions of truth and ambushed you here to catch you off guard."