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“Truly cautious.”
Following Agent Hill into S.H.I.E.L.D., Hawkeye noticed the surveillance cameras in every corner, quickly adjusting to focus on them, rotating as they moved.
Anyse advanced high-end surveillance devices captured any slight movement they made.
Moreover, the staff inside looked very fit, and the pistols at their waists were made of a unique transparent material, not look like metal.
“Charles?”
At this moment, Magneto glanced at Professor X, who shook his head.
It was clear that Magneto wanted to confirm whether Professor X’s abilities were still usable, but Professor X shook his head to indicate they were being jammed.
“Please be assured, we have no hostility. We just want our upcoming conversation to be on fairgrounds. The Director is very hopeful for a friendly dialogue.”
Perhaps sensing Magneto’s displeased expression, Agent Hill immediately explained with a sincere face.
Professor X smiled:
“I understand, and I hope for the same.”
Magneto snorted coldly.
Hill kept a smile, leading Hawkeye and the four of them onto the elevator.
“Director’s office.”
“Yes, Agent Hill.”
As Hill’s voice fell, the elevator responded mechanically and quickly ascended.
“S.H.I.E.L.D. has AI now in this era?”
Hawkeye couldn’t help but inwardly exclaim.
It was now the year 2000, and at this time, most of the phones outside were still flip phones, yet S.H.I.E.L.D. was already capable of utilising mature AI programs.
It can only be said that in the Marvel world, the tech level of the general public is no different from the real world. Still, their tech far surpasses reality when it comes to specific particular organisations.
The same is true for the mutant school, which has its fair share of advanced technology products.
“The Director would like to talk to Mr. Charles and Mr. Erik alone.”
At the Director’s office door, just as Hawkeye was about to push Professor X in, Hill stopped him, and Mystique was also stopped.
“Is this planning to isolate and defeat us if negotiations fail?”
Hawkeye had a thought.
And both Professor X and Magneto seemed to think of this, but Professor X didn’t mind:
“Then, could Agent Hill find a place for young Hawkeye and Raven to rest?”
He came without hostility and believed the negotiation would go smoothly, so naturally, he didn’t mind.
This would also show their sincerity to Nick Fury.
“Mr. Charles, please rest assured, we have prepared a special restroom.”
Hill still had a very professional smile.
Hawkeye didn’t care much about this either.
He felt that as long as Nick Fury wasn’t foolish, he wouldn’t conflict with them in Washington, D.C., a capital filled with high-ranking officials.
And with Professor X’s temperament, he would likely prefer peace as well.
Even if a conflict did arise, even if he couldn’t transform into a giant ape, with Professor X and Magneto there, he wasn’t afraid.
This city was filled with reinforced concrete; at full power, Magneto could demolish the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. building, and the large jammer would be instantly destroyed.
It is better to rest outside instead of following them in to hear the discussions about various matters. After all, with his current identity, he wouldn’t be able to interject even if he went in.
“Please, this way, you two!”
After closing the Director’s office door, Maria Hill led Hawkeye and Mystique to a lounge far from the office.
There, plenty of snacks and drinks were prepared.
However, two agents were also stationed at the door, familiar faces: one was Hawkeye, and the other was Black Widow.
“Shall we begin?”
After sitting down in the lounge, Mystique immediately subtly asked Hawkeye.
Hawkeye smiled and nodded:
“Don’t worry, the sun won’t rise for them tomorrow.”
Mystique’s face immediately lit up with a brilliant smile upon hearing this.
“No wonder Erik appreciates you so much. You’re something.”
Considering her painful experience of being dissected for experiments, what she hated the most were disgusting humans like Stryker, who used mutants for experiments.
If Hawkeye didn’t take action, she would find an opportunity to eliminate the opponent afterwards.
“Why don’t the brother and sister at the door come in and sit down, make some friends.”
Leaning on the sofa in the lounge, Hawkeye saw Hawkeye and Black Widow standing like guardians at the door. He turned his eyes and waved at them warmly.
There seemed unlikely to be a conflict with S.H.I.E.L.D. sometime soon, so it might be an excellent opportunity to bond with these two future Avengers. They might come in handy in the future.
Human nature is complex. Sometimes, today’s enemy can become tomorrow’s friend, so there’s no need to be so rigid in relationships.
Without any personal grievances, having more friends opens more paths, which apply everywhere.
Seeing the innocent-looking Hawkeye waving at them, Hawkeye and Black Widow exchanged glances, then walked in together.
Their task was to monitor Hawkeye and Mystique, especially Hawkeye.
Entering the room allowed for better surveillance than standing at the door, and if they could gather information about Hawkeye during the conversation, Nick Fury would be very pleased.
Compared to the almost transparent information about Professor X and Magneto, they knew virtually nothing about Hawkeye, a student from the mutant school.
Their only information was what they had witnessed during the battle that day.
It’s not S.H.I.E.L.D’s fault. Hawkeye had suddenly appeared and appeared in the war-torn Sokovia and was soon taken away by Professor X.
Even with S.H.I.E.L.D’s intelligence capabilities, finding out a little was possible.
“Hmph!”
Seeing Black Widow and Hawkeye enter the lounge, Mystique let out a cold snort and closed her eyes.
She didn’t like humans.
“My name is Hawkeye. How should I address my brother and sister?”
Hawkeye proactively picked up two bags of chips from the table, offering them to Hawkeye and Black Widow as a friendly gesture.
“Natasha.”
Black Widow received the chips and showed a harmless smile, only giving her first name without her surname.
“Clint or Barton.”
Hawkeye did the same, but Hawkeye’s expression was not as natural, unlike Black Widow, who was adept at disguising. He had been knocked out by Hawkeye before.
If it weren’t for later seeing the footage of Hawkeye transforming into a giant ape and fighting Captain Marvel, it would have been a stain on his career as an agent.
After getting to know each other, Black Widow took the initiative to start chatting with Hawkeye about some household matters, trying to get closer to Hawkeye.
It’s no wonder, being the most talented spy trained by the Red Room, Black Widow, who appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen years old at this time, already had a master’s level in speaking skills and psychology.
Even though Hawkeye knew Black Widow was trying to extract information from him, he felt no discomfort or aversion.
Of course, he wasn’t foolish enough to leak his information.
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