"I'm sorry, does the organization you're in have a more memorable name, um, Ms. Natasha?"
While Natasha was reporting the situation on the scene and taking some time to take a shower and change clothes, Dio was not idle either. He first rearranged the table and cleaned up the mess on the floor. Then, in the process of cleaning, he "incidentally" removed all the pinhole cameras and eavesdropping devices that Natasha had placed in various corners of the restaurant while he was not paying attention.
"In fact, many people have said that this name is too convoluted to remember, so we usually call it SHIELD."
"SHIELD? This name is much easier to remember. So, beautiful agent, may I ask why you suddenly came to visit me? If it was someone from the IRS, maybe I would be able to understand it better."
"Where were you on the night of April 10th? What did you do?"
"Wow, is this an interrogation? I almost thought this was the interrogation room in the police station." Dio's tone was relaxed, but he didn't give a direct answer because he couldn't explain it clearly. Now looking back at what he did that day, it was full of loopholes. He made too many mistakes, but he didn't regret it. People's lives are full of progress by making mistakes. If something similar happens again, he believes he will do better.
All in all, he is growing, in every aspect!
Faced with Dio's non-cooperation, Natasha was not angry. She just operated a few times on her mobile phone and then put it on the table.
The surveillance video currently playing on the phone had been edited, connecting Dior's trip that night in chronological order, so a clear route map emerged.
"After investigation, we found out that you and Will have been friends for many years. Will happened to be in trouble that day and was locked up in an abandoned factory building in the suburbs. According to the route map inferred from the surveillance video, that's where you were going. It can be seen that this incident happened very suddenly, so you didn't make a perfect action plan beforehand, so many cameras in relatively hidden locations captured your presence."
"Also, don't worry. We are here to convict you. Those scums of society who escaped from Hell's Kitchen are not worth our efforts. We just want to confirm one thing now. What exactly did you do that day? And what exactly is the 'invisible monster' mentioned by the survivors?"
In fact, Dio could have continued to deny it, for example, that person was not him at all, they were just similar in height and body shape, or that person was just a thief who ran into his restaurant, and his face was not photographed anyway.
But these arguments that challenge the other party's IQ and also challenge one's own IQ are so stupid that no one will believe them.
And even if these things didn't happen, some of the things he just revealed have already attracted the attention of SHIELD. Since plans cannot keep up with changes, it is acceptable to contact an organization like SHIELD in advance. Maybe he and SHIELD can reach some unexpected cooperation.
So he gently pushed the phone forward, looked at the person seriously and said, "I know what you want to confirm. I can cooperate with your work in this regard, but I will not join you, nor will I admit that I have committed a crime."
Regardless of whether the person being killed deserves to die or not, killing is against the law. If SHIELD really makes a fuss about this, then apart from being a wanted criminal, it seems that Dio has no choice but to join an organization where killing is not illegal. Then is there a better place to go than a huge organization like SHIELD
So Dio would never admit that he killed someone. Even if he lied with open eyes, he would never give anyone a handle. If you really make him angry, maybe the responsibility of saving the world will fall on Hydra
Natasha seemed stunned for a moment. She hadn't tried to recruit the other party yet, so why did this guy reject her without knowing it
"Did I ever tell you to join S.H.I.E.L.D."
"You specifically investigated me, but didn't arrest me. You just wanted to confirm my ability. I really can't think of what other intentions you have."
Natasha thought about it and it seemed to be true. If there was no purpose, why would she spend so much energy on it? But she still explained, "Our duty as S.H.I.E.L.D. is to deal with all kinds of strange events, and then build files for these special people with strange abilities, to screen out those who are harmful to society and hostile. We will not take extreme measures against others, but necessary monitoring still exists. Of course, if some of them are willing to work for us, they can also become S.H.I.E.L.D. agents."
Dio wisely did not ask about the fate of those guys who were harmful to society. He knew that these people were either arrested or had grass growing on their graves.
Fortunately, he himself does not have any antisocial thoughts. He just wants to live a better life. However, even such a trivial wish seems extremely difficult in this malicious world. There are always some bastards jumping out to make trouble.
"like this?"
Like a magic trick, Dio picked up a plastic bag and dumped all the messy equipment inside onto the table.
I counted the number and found that not a single one was missing!
Natasha didn't feel embarrassed at all. She was just a little surprised that the other party had found all the cameras and eavesdropping devices in the restaurant in such a short time.
"Yes, I placed these things before. But you can imagine what the consequences would be if someone with the same ability as you used this special talent to do evil. If we don't monitor them, we won't even be able to find them immediately after they do evil. In this case, how many innocent people will be involved?"
Dio nodded subconsciously, "I agree with some of your ideas, but the premise is that you don't have to use them on me. Next time if you need to find me, please call me. My phone will be on 24 hours a day."
"Let me help you deal with these things."
As Natasha looked in astonishment, it was as if a huge hand swept across the table and grabbed those pinhole cameras and eavesdropping devices, but in fact nothing existed and those devices just floated strangely in the air.
Then, with a sound like grinding teeth, those high-end devices were suddenly squeezed into powder and slowly fell on the table.
Any ordinary adult can destroy these delicate instruments, but how much force is needed to crush them into powder? How is it done
Suddenly Natasha looked over there with a flickering gaze. Could it be that the 'invisible monster' was standing in front of her right now!