The afternoon sun was a bit lazy, spilling through the blinds onto Makima's desk.
She held a cup of warm black coffee in one hand, while the other carelessly scrolled the mouse wheel.
On the surface, this newly hired beautiful consultant was seriously studying boring sighting reports about the "Loch Ness Monster" or "Bigfoot," and even found the mood to file away a few ridiculous UFO sighting records.
But in reality, she had already followed S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal local area network, utilizing the authorization backdoor previously planted by Agent Sitwell, bypassed the firewall, and opened encrypted files that her level was not yet permitted to view.
「villainess value +31」
"I need to see what we actually look like in the eyes of S.H.I.E.L.D.," Makima whispered in her heart, her fingertips lightly stroking the rim of the coffee cup.
She typed a few keywords into the search bar.
The screen flickered for a moment, and several internal files that only those with Level 6 clearance or higher could view popped up.
First was—
[Codename: Bomb Girl / Reze]
S.H.I.E.L.D. Clearance Level: Level 6.
Current Status: External Cooperation (Under Surveillance).
Threat Level: Extremely High.
Associated Incident 1: Stark Coercion Incident.
Record: The target once broke into Stark's mansion single-handedly, coercing Tony Stark into paying two million dollars through physical persuasion. Mr. Stark expressed extraordinary anger over this matter—not because of the money, but because of his dignity—and requested S.H.I.E.L.D. to inform him once they found that crazy woman.
Associated Incident 2: Harlem Final Battle.
Record: The target directly intervened in the battle between Hulk and Abomination, demonstrating extremely high mobility and explosive destructive power, effectively containing the spread of the situation.
Remarks: Maintains close contact with Agent Natasha Romanoff. Given that she has not shown obvious anti-social tendencies and her combat power is highly valuable, she is tentatively designated as a "potential ally."
Note: Although Agent Natasha has vouched for her strongly, the target's Soviet Union background and style of operation still require vigilance.
Looking at the candid photo of Reze's cold face on the screen, Makima raised an eyebrow slightly.
It seemed Reze's "nominal sister" had indeed put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.
Next, Makima flipped to another associated report.
This report had no photo and no name, only a vague codename.
[Codename: Pink Ghost]
File Level: Level 6.
Current Status: Whereabouts Unknown.
Ability Assessment: Suspected mind control / emotion control.
Information on Perona was pitifully scarce, with only a few candid photos taken at unknown times and speculations about her abilities.
Finally, Makima entered the name of the main body—[Su Modie].
The search results spun for a few rounds.
No independent file. Only in the appendix of Reze's file was there a line of inconspicuous small text.
Associated Personnel: Su Modie
Identity: Civilian / Orphan of Hells Kitchen.
Remarks: Reze's cohabitant. According to the investigation, the target is an ordinary human. Reze shows extreme possessiveness toward her; when asked about her identity, Reze claimed she was her "pet."
Analysis: Although absurd, given Reze's gaze at the time, which looked as if she wanted to swallow the other party whole, the statement's credibility is extremely high. This person may be the key weakness to controlling Reze, but remember—touching this target may cause Reze to lose control and level half of New York.
"A pet, huh..."
Su Modie was somewhat caught between laughter and tears.
At the time, to fool Natasha and Fury, Reze had indeed said so.
Although this excuse was outrageous to the extreme, as the saying goes, often the more outrageous things are, the more likely they are to be true.
A powerful superpowered individual keeping an ordinary human as an emotional anchor—this sense of contrast actually made Fury and Natasha feel it was reasonable.
Especially Fury... those confiscated taboo novels for Agents were written just like that.
As for Lux, she was simply not found; the system displayed "No matches."
S.H.I.E.L.D. had no idea she existed.
This was not surprising; Lux had been picked up by the Sorcerer Ancient One to study magic at Kamar-Taj as soon as she arrived.
No matter how long S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reach was, it couldn't extend to Kamar-Taj.
"Very good." Su Modie was very satisfied with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s current amount of intelligence.
No one knew she was the mastermind behind the scenes, much less that this group of villainesses actually originated from her, Su Modie.
This sense of security put Su Modie in a great mood.
However, Su Modie's good mood did not last long.
To be precise, when Makima was focused on her S.H.I.E.L.D. work in Washington, and she saw Reze and Perona sneakily surrounding her while she was watching TV on the sofa, she realized things were taking a turn for the worse.
Because Makima had gone to Washington.
Although the distance between the two places wasn't far—just a few hours' drive—Makima was now a formal employee of S.H.I.E.L.D. after all. On her first day of work, to avoid suspicion, she had to stay honestly at the headquarters.
This meant—
In the spacious living room, Su Modie was shrinking into the corner of the soft leather sofa, clutching a throw pillow, like a little lamb that had strayed into a wolf pack.
"..." Reze sat on her left, playing with a strand of Su Modie's hair, dangerous sparks dancing in her eyes.
Perona was on her right, her face full of resentment and bitterness.
"How did you sleep last night? My Master~"
Reze deliberately emphasized the word "Master," her tone so sour it could have pickled a whole jar of Russian cucumbers.
"Was it particularly warm? Particularly reassuring?"
"That... Reze, let me explain..." Su Modie's cheeks flushed bright red, and she stammered, unable to speak.
"She must have slept well."
Perona chimed in from the side with a sarcastic tone: "After all, someone enjoyed Makima's wholehearted service. We felt everything, you know... that sticky sense of happiness, and that ripple in someone's heart."
This was the crux of the problem.
They were one.
Every movement Makima made toward Su Modie last night, every word she said, even every shiver caused when her fingertips brushed across Su Modie's skin... Reze and Perona could clearly feel it all.
It was practically a full-sensory immersive live stream!
This bizarre feeling of being able to watch but not eat, and even being forced to experience "cuckolding oneself," made them seethe with anger.
Su Modie panicked; she could feel the dangerous aura emanating from Reze, as if she wanted to "execute her on the spot."
"No! Listen to my explanation! It's all Makima's fault! I was forced too!"
"Forced?"
Reze grabbed Su Modie's ankle, suddenly dragged her over, leaned in, and pinned Su Modie onto the sofa.
"Stop lying! I felt it! You were clearly enjoying it too! Your heart rate was twice as fast as usual!"
Because the heart rate frequency was the same, Reze and Perona couldn't sleep for most of the night!
Facing what was happening on the other side of the wall, they couldn't even manage to escape by sleeping!
These two avatars were absolutely furious!
Now is the time for reckoning!
Just watching the fickle main body make excuses.
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