The person sitting in the passenger seat did not observe the passengers in the back seat through the rearview mirror. The speed of the District of Columbia was not fast. The high-end cars coming and going mean that there was a player dancing in the fertile land of money, power and conspiracy in the vehicle. The passenger of the passenger tilted his head and leaned his head against the window, watching the red traffic taillights and the snow-white lights projected from the building windows on the side of the road.

"Do you know about the Life-Model Decoy project, Agent Colson?"

"That project has been terminated." Phil Colson gave up on the idea of ​​running away because he had never seen anyone escape from the man in front of him. "It was a project set up to protect the lives and safety of S.H.E.L.D. agents Colson said. "I'm pretty sure the project has been terminated. S.H.E.L.D. hardware design has been difficult, and it's closest to it. The Life-Model Decoy project should be the Avengers Vision. As far as I know, the prototype of Vision is Tony Stark's butler Jarvis."

"You're honest, but not honest enough," said the passenger passenger calmly. "Tony Stark has perfected the Life-Model Decoy project, which has been created in full and comes with unexpected capabilities."

Agent Colson didn't speak.

"I believe you have conducted in-depth investigations on me. You must be very curious about how I was doing business in Latovinia while studying at the Meton Academy... That's right, it's what you think. It's an exact body stand-in, a stand-in with the identity of Salomon, and now that stand-in is right in front of you."

"Is this a bionic?"

"It can be considered, but my ability to manipulate a stand-alone is far more than the original design of the Life-Model Decoy project. The complexity of this stand-alone is also the AI ​​Aida made by Dr. Holden Radcliffe, and I am also looking at you through the eyes of this body." It was not until now that Agent Phil Colson saw the eyes of the passenger in the passenger's passenger through the rearview mirror. It was an extremely calm face, and there was no soul in the dark eyes. "I am not interested in AI Aida, nor is I interested in the knowledge of Dr. Holden Radcliffe. If you hadn't let the AI ​​Aida come into contact with something you didn't understand, I wouldn't have appeared here."

"The Book of Darkness." Agent Colson swallowed, "Do you want that thing?"

"For thousands of years, Kamataj has been committed to destroying the Dark Scroll and the Dark Book of the Gods bound by Morgan Lefee. We have obtained many versions of the Dark Book of the Gods, but most of them are manuscripts of later magicians, and they are sandwiched into magic books they compiled, revealing a little bit of truth in various weird and nonsense. Even so, those magic books have caused a lot of chaos, such as... the Great East Coast Earthquake that caused thousands of people to die. At that time, the Avengers still existed, but they just helped out."

Agent Phil Colson remained silent.

"Now, the products of Dr. Horton Radcliff's Life-Model Decoy project have come into contact with the Book of Dark Gods. What's worse is that AI Aida is still connected to the Internet. Although we have captured their carrier bodies, Dr. Horton Radcliff let it escape. Now no one knows where AI Aida hides its corrupted electronic souls in the world, and what trouble will those corrupt programs cause."

"You caught Dr. Horton Radcliffe and the Life-Model Decoy project?" Agent Colson had many bad results, but the answer was beyond his expectations. He secretly flipped through the information library with his mobile phone and called a secret spy satellite for surveillance. During this time, he kept talking nonsense until he saw the tragic situation of Dr. Horton Radcliffe's residence. He remained calm, even though he had already expected the worst. The Lighthouse Base was not a particularly confidential base, and it would be a matter of time for someone who had obtained most of the information library of SHIELD. "You also raided the SHIELD?"

Agent Colson did not get an answer. When passing an intersection, the car stopped. The driver skillfully inserted a data interface into the car's operating table and began to tamper with the GPS positioning data. Seeing this, Agent Colson knew that the other party was extremely well prepared. Jeffrey Mays would definitely stare at the car until the driver sent him to the airport and watched him board the plane. Now the fake GPS information will drive all the way to Ronald Reagan Airport, and the car will drive another road in the opposite direction after the green light is on. Agent Colson doesn't know what is waiting for him at the end of the road.

"I don't understand." Phil Colson asked the doubt in his heart. "If we're in your eyes, why don't you just kill all of us?"

"Are I a murderer in your heart now? Agent Colson? Just because I didn't follow your values ​​to do good?" The passenger passenger laughed. "You once lived in the Cold War. You should understand that fanatical patriotism cannot explain the scandals that happened in those years, the soldiers who showed no difference in Nazi's methods on the Vietnam battlefield, and even more so why soldiers had to defend the United States thousands of kilometers away. Our concepts are still out of place. Even Steve Rogers, after I showed him the truth of that history, was no longer the propaganda symbol of the United States you worship."

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"Because of your courage and humanity, Agent Colson. Because of humanity, you will make a choice in your established destiny." The passenger in the co-pilot laughed, and thousands of tiny machinery drove the bionic muscles under the skin to grin, with a very natural expression and no strangeness. "I believe you will make a choice that is beneficial to humanity, even if it is not the optimal solution. I believe you have the courage to face that dark future and uphold humanity to fight for hope. I have never given other people a similar evaluation. Except for Steve Rogers, he is stupider than you, but I still see in him the future and courage that humanity should fight for."

Agent Colson seemed to be uncomfortable with the sudden praise, especially the praise came from a madman, tyrant, Nazi, dictator, dictator, mentally ill, dreamer and the evil unbeliever who deserved to be cursed seven times. "I will not kill you, Agent Colson, because you are a kind person. Although stupid, but kind," he said. "Although I have always believed that the bottom line of justice is survival, I am not like having nothing but the right to survive. I need you to embark on your established destiny to save the future of mankind and save other rights including survival."

"Why did you refuse to answer the question?"

There was no answer, only silence, and the cold raindrops that slowly slipped on the car window.

The temperature in Washington was lowering at night, and the driver was unwilling to turn on the air conditioner to keep it warm. Agent Phil Colson breathed a hard breath. He blinked again and found that there was no sharp blade against his neck, but he still felt the tingling and coldness of his skin. The coldness ran up the spine, and he spent the whole day running around in Washington. The only chance of ingesting sugar was the sweet cup of coffee in the morning. Until now, he could still recall the unmelt sugar in the hot coffee rolling into his throat like sandpaper.

Agent Colson suddenly felt a little pitiful to the person in front of him.
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