Chapter 770

Without disturbing anyone, Matt has quietly embarked on the journey to Washington. When the news of his disappearance was discovered, it was already twelve hours later.

For several days, Matt was watched. However, perhaps because he did not pay enough attention to him, the person who monitored him was only maintained at a minimum level. Coupled with his performance until now, there is no problem, so after he disappeared for so long. The monitor discovered this serious problem.

He immediately reported his own negligence in a hurry, and in less than half an hour after he reported it, Coulson had brought a group to the country house where Matt had been before.

"When was it determined that he was missing?"

Looking at the messy cabin with an annoyed face, Coulson's emotions were definitely heavier than what he showed on his face . When he heard his question and realized his current mood, the person in charge of monitoring immediately replied.

"At six o’clock in the morning, just before dawn. According to the rules of the previous few days, he should be out for a run at this time. But I waited for half an hour and hadn’t waited for his trace, so I immediately I scanned the room and found that he is already not in here anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Agent May, who was checking outside the door, walked over and said to Coulson.

"I found some footprints by the lake. Judging from the fluctuation of the lake, he should have sneaked away from the lake at night while it was dark. The lake was hidden. It’s hard to tell all the traces of him now. Where is he?"

"This guy is the elite of the CIA. If he deliberately hides his own, it will be difficult for us to find his position." gloomy face so With that said, Coulson had slowly wandered around the hut where Matt had been before. "So, what we are thinking about now is not how to track him. Instead, what he wants to do?"

"I don't understand, Coulson. What the hell did this guy commit and why did we Follow him. Also, why is he hiding from us."

Quake, who came here together, asked Coulson strangely, and Coulson's reply was yes.

"Don’t ask about things that shouldn’t be asked, Quake. You just need to know that this guy holds a very important secret in his hands. Once he leaks this secret, it will cause damage to the entire world. A huge negative impact. So what we have to do now is to find him and stop him before leaking all his news, understand?"

"That's difficult. An elite agent, hide In the crowd. It’s not easy to find him just by relying on us. Unless we can mobilize more people, or directly ask for help from the omnic."

"This is impossible! This thing can only be It’s up to us to do it. We can’t get more people involved, nor can more people know about this."

shook the head, Coulson said to Quake without even thinking about it. Expressed rejection. In response to his instructions, Quake could only shrug his shoulders, indicating that the owner was powerless, and then walked aside by himself.

She did not participate in the discussion between Coulson and May, and tracking things like that are not her specialty. In contrast, she is more suitable for fighting, more suitable for following orders to do things. Therefore, she was very leisurely and wandered around in this small villa and looked at everything in this villa.

Soon, his eyes were attracted by a sketch.

High hat, square face, and also a little exaggerated beard. It looks a bit like Lincoln's sketch, but I have to say that this Lincoln depiction is not that like. He is too old and a little fatter. The most important thing is his facial features, and there is a certain gap between Lincoln and Lincoln. And it was such a work, but the name of own was signed on the side grandly, which made Quake feel a little bit ridiculous.

And just when she was fascinated, Coulson's voice suddenly rang from her side.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, just a botched sketch." In a simple response, Quake put down oneself's painting. But when Coulson glanced inadvertently, he immediately stopped him and her. "Wait, this picture? Show me?"

"It's just a very badly painted Mr. President. It's nothing at worst." Although he said that, Quake Still passed the painting in his hand. And after looking carefully for a moment, Coulson frowned.

"This is not a simple painting, this is a clue. Pass me the eraser on the side!"

Taking the eraser, Coulson immediately smeared the painting stand up. Soon, some superfluous things on the painting were erased by him, and looking at the completely different guy on the drawing paper, Quake asked in surprise immediately.

"Who is this? It looks familiar?"

"Howard Stark. Now Mr. President's father, I think I know where that guy went?"

With that said, Coulson's face is already very ugly. Not only did he not feel happy because he found the trail of the target, but he got quite panic. If everything is what he imagined, then things are really going to happen.

Thinking of this, I feel the urgency of the matter. Coulson immediately took out the communicator and shouted.

"Listen, now give me an urgent order to block all routes to Washington and prevent any suspicious people from entering Washington. At the same time, Matt Price is wanted and arrested for espionage. He. Remember, everything must be done in secret, and no one should be allowed to know, especially the United States side."

Under his order, SHIELD immediately started. Uneasy, Coulson immediately took a few of his men around him, took a connecting flight, and flew in the direction of Washington. He just hopes that everything is still in time, but is it really still in time? He already had an ominous hunch.

Seeing the guy who was suspected to be an agent passing by oneself again, Matt pulled on his cap vigorously, hiding oneself from the crowd.

Now he has changed his appearance, from a seemingly neat civilian to a bearded Texas cowboy. Even if a familiar person stands in front of him, it may be difficult to recognize his true identity. But in this way, Matt still behaved cautiously, cautiously avoiding every possible safety hazard in front of oneself.

With his excellent counter-reconnaissance consciousness, none of the searchers deployed by SHIELD found his trace. And he moved little by little to the location of downtown Washington with the sight-seeing crowd.

At this time, White House was right in front of his eyes, but he looked at everything in front of him with eyes shrank, and then suddenly cursed in his heart.

For an ordinary person, the guards outside the White House may be the same as usual. But in the eyes of a professional like him, the number of manpower installed inside and outside White House is more than 10%. These guards are naturally impossible to be the security of the White House itself, so their identities will naturally be revealed.

The people of SHIELD firmly guarded every route leading to the White House. No matter what he did, he couldn't get past them and get in touch with the people in the White House. And stepping back ten thousand steps, even if he crossed these lines of defense, he was not sure whether there would be a dark line from SHIELD among those inside.

He can only be assured of the information he has given to the president himself, but it is too difficult to achieve this level. The difficulty is almost impossible to achieve. But no matter what, he has to try. This matters a lot, if you don't try it, then the result is really bad.

Thinking of this, he mustered his energy, and then walked through the crowd like a loach, approaching the White House.

He thought that what oneself did was very secretive, and no one would find his trace. But before he could get close to White House, a familiar figure stopped him.

"Stop, Matt. You don't know what you are doing or the consequences of doing this. Stop and come back with me, so maybe you also save room."

Looking at Coulson and an unknown female agent who stopped in front of oneself. Matt frowned, then quietly stretched his hand to the lower back.

"Sir, of course I know what I am doing! I am debunking the truth. I am defending this country and humanity."

"Things are not what you think, you Doing this just makes the situation worse. I say it again, stop and go back, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."

With his own eyebrows locked tightly, Coulson issued the final letter. . But at this moment, Matt didn't say a word, took out the weapon from oneself's waist, and pulled the trigger at Coulson.

The bullet popped out of the chamber and flew towards Coulson under the influence of power. But at this time, Quake beside him stretched out his hand directly, letting an invisible force stand in front of him. In an instant, the bullet was shattered by this invisible force. Seeing this, Matt didn't say a word, and got into the crowd who had fled around because of the sound of gunfire, and fled outside.

And seeing this, Coulson yelled immediately.

"Grab him, absolutely can't let him escape again."

Hearing his order, several nearby agents immediately chased in the direction where Matt fled. And soon, they surrounded Matt in a small alley. It seemed that he had nowhere to escape, and Coulson who came after him also said to him with emotion, "You made the most stupid decision."

But for this comment, Ma Especially laughed, showing a triumphant smile.

"Maybe I made the smartest decision."

No one saw that an omnipotent near the Washington Monument was holding a hard drive and thinking about it. Looks like.