At present, Luke thinks it is more cost-effective to find clues about Hydra first.
Roxon Corporation, which relies on American laws to eat people, will not run away, it has always been there.
The chance of finding Hydra members is even rarer, and the follow-up to killing them will be simple.
Most of Hydra's deaths do not alert the authorities, and they try to cover them up as much as possible.
This kind of opponent who consciously washes the floor is really caring, and Luke likes it the most.
After making up his mind, Luke ran around in DC, looking for the few remaining targets.
At this time, the luck was bad, three disappeared and two died.
Luke estimated that the missing three were probably dead too, but in a corner.
The two who died were not at home.
They just went out not long ago, not far from home, one fell into the river and drowned, and the other was hit and killed by a car.
But without exception, the "clairvoyance" equipment in their eyes has self-destructed.
Luke watched the patrol police arrive and took away the two corpses, his eyes flashed with interest.
This was a cautious and ruthless opponent, and he did not hesitate to attack, and just like this, five people were eliminated.
Except for the unknowing female manager at the beginning and the engineer belonging to Roxon, the other targets of Luke's interest have disappeared.
Of course, this does not mean that all traces disappear.
However, it will take more time to find more clues from these people.
Luke had another ready-made path.
Thinking of this, he asked the intelligent program Polaris: "Has the reverse tracking program been made?"
Polaris: "Sir, the procedure is about to be completed, but the other party has countermeasures, and there is a 72% chance of cutting off contact in advance."
Luke: "But he also has a 50% chance of missing something, doesn't he?"
Polaris: "This probability is uncertain, because I cannot judge the ability and prudence of the other party's technicians."
Luke laughed lowly: "No, 50% of what I said is only yes or no."
While speaking, he disappeared into the night.
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Garrett looked at the news on the computer and rubbed his chin: "No one showed up. Could it be that I think highly of my opponent?"
Saying this in his mouth, his eyes were very gloomy.
The faint sense of crisis in his heart reminded him that this matter is endless.
Finally he stood up and went back to the researcher: "These days there are 24-hour shifts, pay attention to everyone in the clairvoyance system. If there is a problem, don't hesitate to clean it up."
The researcher froze for a moment, then turned his head to look: "Are you sure?"
Garrett nodded: "I have a hunch that the opponent this time is not that simple, so don't be careless. That's it, I'll go first."
The researcher snorted, turned his head and looked at the screen again.
What clairvoyance says, that is what it is.
All of this was paid for by the boss, who was just a technician. The researcher thought so.
Leaving here, entering an underground parking lot, Garrett removes the nano mask, puts on another face and leaves with the car.
Two hours later, Luke entered the parking lot incognito.
A moment later, he stood in front of the car parked here by Garrett, with a smile on his face: "I caught you, Clairvoyance!"
Luke's reverse tracking program was indeed discovered at the first time, and the other party cut off the connection to ensure his own safety.
Polaris was right about the 72% chance of being found, but his 50% chance also happened.
The other party did not notice the backhand in the reverse tracking program.
When the connection is interrupted, the backhand is already lurking, waiting for the opportunity, and immediately sends out the coordinates of the other party.
The whole waiting process took only five minutes, and Luke got the other party's coordinates.
There is a generational difference in technology between the two sides, and that is the result.
Except for the internet ghost fan of Batman, Luke has not found any earthlings who can compete with the technology and intelligent programs of the big and small.
The opponent's level is definitely not bad, but unfortunately the software and its own technology are inferior.
Adding the two together, the difference is a whole grade.
Luke arrived at the coordinates again and found that it was a high-tech prosthetics research institute.
Well, there's nothing wrong with that. It's just as reasonable as the young master calling the Mark Armor his own prosthetic limb.
According to the coordinates, the location was an office, but there was no one there, and the real target was in the basement.
Luke didn't want his opponent to know that he had discovered this place, so instead of sneaking into the heavily guarded underground level, he walked around the research institute with only two night guards.
Then, he found a scent that had backed up in his memory.
After thinking for a minute, he matched the smell with the person.
As the number of people I have met increases, the sensitive sense of smell cannot be recorded in documents, and it can only be memorized by the brain, which is the most inconvenient.
Even if his spirit is far superior to that of ordinary people and his memory has greatly increased, it is impossible for everyone to remember.
He can only make key memories of those who are special and important.
The person who was discovered tonight had appeared in front of Luke, but only once or twice, so the backup of his keen sense of smell was not that deep.
The presence of this person in the backup proved that the other party was not a passer-by passing by, but someone who had left a deep impression on Luke.
It was only then that Luke remembered that this was an X-bomb attack at an earthquake charity performance, and he met two people who claimed to be FBI agents.
A middle-aged man named John - Garrett, another young man named Grant - Ward.
And it's a coincidence that the IDs of the two are "FBI 17th Branch", which is the vest department that Phil and the others are used to.
The headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Tricurved Wing Building is in the DC Special Zone, and the three suspects in the attempted empty cloth attack also came from the DC Zone.
These plots were quickly connected in my mind, and the appearance of the middle-aged man became clear.
That's right, this is John Garrett.
His smell is extremely clear in this closed room and the elevator leading to the basement.
This is a night when no one comes and goes, and the smell of this one person attracts attention like a firefly in autumn.
Calling several surveillance cameras at the nearby street intersection, Luke found the car and followed him to the underground parking lot.
This time, he was absolutely sure that he had caught the real master.
John Garrett and Grant Ward are both big red on the system's hostile list, and they seem to have a lot of opinions on themselves.
Would a normal S.H.I.E.L.D. agent hate himself so much? Obviously not.
Even if some agents really want to arrest Batman or other superheroes, the top sky is just a light red ordinary hostility, which belongs to the "opposition in the nature of work".
The only ones who hated Luke so much were members of the Hydra Aegis branch.
Thinking of Lama's eyeball device, claiming to be a clairvoyant, Luke couldn't help laughing: This one had a lot of fun! He actually learned how to make a vest by himself to fool people.
It's a pity that everything can deceive people, but smell can't.
And if everything is a little bit worse, it will be a tiger instead of an anti-dog.