"All the information is here. I didn't expect your taste to change so quickly. You can even do that to a minor. I'm already considering whether to send you directly to jail." Natasha, dressed in casual clothes today, looks like a college graduate, young and beautiful, less charming and sexy, and more healthy and energetic.
"You should have read all these materials, right? Do you have any ideas?" Dio didn't care about her teasing. He took the information and started to read it.
When it came to business, Natasha immediately became serious, and her temperament changed.
"I have sent agents to check the places in the file. The situation is basically true, but all the evidence points to this series of incidents as accidents and coincidences. If you think there is something special about this girl, I'm afraid I will disappoint you."
"So you think that my near death in a traffic accident yesterday was also a coincidence? That girl was sitting next to me at the time, and you must have known about it when you were dealing with the aftermath." Dio suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.
Although Dio never considered himself a member of SHIELD or the Avengers, the cooperation in the last New York battle had once again pushed his relationship with SHIELD to a deeper level. The reason why he dared to show his abilities in public yesterday and drove away directly afterwards without fear of the police coming to his door was because he knew that SHIELD would help him deal with the follow-up problems as soon as possible.
Since it is a cooperative relationship, it certainly cannot be a unilateral effort by one party. This can be considered a small reward from SHIELD.
After hearing what Dio said, Natasha seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem and asked seriously, "Do you think there is something wrong with this girl? Are you sure?"
"There is definitely a problem, but I'm not sure what it is. I have found some clues, but it will take time to verify. If my guess is correct in the end, this girl's ability will be very dangerous."
Natasha hesitated for a moment and then said, "I think you should hand her over to me and take her back to the bureau. The responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D. is to discover such potential dangers and find ways to control them."
"Not yet. You haven't realized the seriousness of the situation. If I hand her over to you now, there will only be two results. Either you kill her, or you are all wiped out. I'm not trying to scare you, but I'm stating a fact."
In fact, Dio originally had the idea of simply handing the person over to SHIELD, but when he gradually discovered that Crystal's ability might not be what he originally thought, this idea quietly changed.
If Crystal really has the ability to rewrite reality through subconscious dreams, then keeping her under house arrest in S.H.I.E.L.D. will only further stimulate her. No one can predict what will happen then.
The plot in the movie where an asteroid hits the earth might really happen. After all, there is no reason in a person's dream, and there is no need to follow any logic.
And to be honest, Dio himself is also very conflicted now. On the one hand, he thinks that his imagination is very likely, but on the other hand, he does not want to get such a result. After all, this ability is somewhat too buggy. Is it really possible
"Is it so serious? Does she really have the ability to bring bad luck to others? Curse? Pandora's box?" Natasha asked in some doubt. She has always believed in Dio's judgment, but just looking at this information does not scare a battle-hardened ace agent like her, but it has a great deterrent effect on ordinary people.
Moreover, luck is something that cannot be seen or touched, and it is difficult for her to have an intuitive understanding of it.
"I'm not sure yet, but the only thing I can be sure of is that her ability is evolving rapidly. I was threatened with death after only one day of contact with her. If I were just an ordinary civilian, I would probably die on the spot and be stabbed like a hedgehog. Looking at the people in these files, some of those who have faced death threats have lived with this girl for several months, half a year, or even a year. There is also the director of the orphanage. She should be the person who has been in contact with this girl for the longest time, but the impact she has received has always been within an acceptable range, until the New York War not long ago..."
"This shows what?"
"This shows that this girl may have been fighting against fate all along, trying to restrain her ability without knowing it, but in the end she still failed."
Natasha nodded. She was not stupid. She also knew that this was a reminder for SHIELD not to do meaningless things to cause trouble. Since Dio had the idea and the ability to keep the girl by his side temporarily, she knew how to report to the director after returning.
I just hope that this time the incident won't turn out like what happened to Loki. This city, which has not yet recovered from the sad atmosphere, can't stand being destroyed again.
"Since you have made up your mind, just do it. If you need any help, you can contact me at any time. If you feel lonely at night, you can also call me. I am currently learning how to restrain the instinctive nature of the black widow. Are you interested in being my first test subject?"
This is Natasha. Her every move and every word is teasing your nerves, and any prey that takes the bait will be eaten up by her.
"Thank you, we won't make an appointment! Although I'm not interested in trying out whether the Black Widow's fangs are sharp, I think Dr. Banner seems to have been fascinated by you. Tell me the truth, when you asked Dr. Banner to come out of retirement, did you use a honey trap to seduce him?"
Dio smiled and rejected Natasha's joke, which he was not sure whether it was true or not. This woman was like a poisonous rose that exuded fatal charm all over her body. Even he was not sure whether he would become fertilizer for this rose with poisonous thorns if he pounced on her.
No appointments are made for shots that are too risky!
"I have never really understood what a honey trap is. Perhaps my existence itself represents this meaning."
"When did you become as narcissistic as Tony?"
"Maybe it was the last time we worked together to eliminate 'alien pests'?"
"That's a shame. Apparently those 'alien pests' have different aesthetics. They might like the image of someone with four arms, blue skin and disgusting mucus. Do you want to consider it?"
"Forget it. I prefer to rely on this to deal with those 'alien pests'."
Natasha patted her gun, and the two smiled at each other. Since the last war, there seemed to be a different relationship between them.