Chapter 134 The Adventures of DuPont

At night, in Trenton, in a standard American community house.

A middle-aged white couple looked at their daughter sleeping peacefully in the children's room holding a plastic doll, smiled at each other, and gently closed the door.

Soon after the door was closed, the plastic doll in the little girl's arms suddenly opened its eyes in the dark room!

He gently pried open the little girl's arms, climbed out of the enclosure of the child's bed and jumped down, tiptoed to the spliced ​​foam crawling mat, and turned on the desk lamp.

The light from the desk lamp shines on the crawling mat, where the little girl's drawing papers are scattered messily, all covered with childish doodles.

The plastic doll found a piece of white paper, picked up a crayon, thought for a moment, imitated the little girl's graffiti, and began to scribble on the white paper.

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The next morning, the middle-aged white couple left their sleeping daughter to the nanny and drove to their workplace.

In the city, there are narrow and dirty alleys, a row of old red brick houses in the old town, and an inconspicuous sign that says "a certain decoration company". It looks very deserted.

The couple walked into the small company carrying briefcases, smiled and nodded to the security guard, walked through the front desk and passage as if they were familiar with the place, and entered an ordinary empty room. The husband reached out and pressed an inconspicuous button on the wall, and the wall suddenly cracked, revealing a metal device with a strong sense of technology. After the couple verified their pupils, fingerprints and voices respectively, a large crack appeared in the wall next to them, and the elevator car was inside.

The couple walked into the elevator and the door slowly closed.

The elevator sank all the way down, and it was unknown where it sank to, and then the elevator door opened again.

What comes into view is a bright and spacious circular hall with silver-grey metal decoration. The overall style is modern and technological, and people in all kinds of clothes are walking around in it.

The couple walked to a security check channel and placed their briefcases on the security gate. The conveyor belt sent the two briefcases into the X-ray machine. They then walked through the security door and raised their arms to accept the routine body search and metal detection by uniformed personnel.

When the middle-aged woman was being searched by security personnel, she accidentally glanced at the perspective image of the briefcase on the computer screen next to the security X-ray machine and was slightly stunned.

Huh?

Why is my daughter's doll in my bag?

The staff member who was in charge of checking the X-ray results also found the outline of the plastic doll strange. Why would I bring a doll to work? However, there were only a few springs inside, and no extra metal objects. Even the sound generator and batteries were removed. He didn't think much about it and let it go.

After the briefcase passed through the security X-ray machine, the middle-aged woman walked over and opened it. She looked at the plastic doll in front of her that had been squeezed and deformed, with a wrinkled painting covering the front of the doll's body.

The middle-aged woman picked up the painting and looked at it. She immediately covered her chest and whispered,

"Ohhh...my sweetheart."

She hurriedly called out to her husband who had passed security check earlier and was walking inside.

"John, come here and see!"

The husband came back, took the painting from his wife, and looked at it. His eyes softened immediately. He put his arm around his wife's shoulders and said,

"My dear, our daughter is so cute."

"Yes." The wife nodded repeatedly and said:

"She left us her favorite doll."

There were crooked and fanciful crayon doodles on the white paper. Although they were very abstract, the two adults could still roughly understand what they were saying:

the daughter compared the doll to her guardian angel, and her parents had a hard time fighting monsters, so the daughter gave the doll to her parents to protect them.

The couple did not suspect anything and walked into their office with the doll, placed it on their workstations, and began to go about their business.

Although the two are only lower-level clerks in S.H.I.E.L.D., their daily work is still busy. Ninety percent of the world's intelligence work is to find clues from various public information. On the contrary, assassination, subversion, lurking and other special services are just a small part of the intelligence work. Even S.H.I.E.L.D., which specializes in dealing with superpowers and supernatural events, is no exception.

The middle-aged woman was immersed in a vast amount of paperwork and data analysis, and had to check video materials from time to time. By the afternoon, she was already dizzy, so she went to the toilet and got a cup of coffee. In the blink of an eye, she did not notice that the doll on the table had disappeared.

Upton moved lightly around the corners of desks and between the various metal filing cabinets.

He poked half of his head out of the office door, took a look in the corridor, and determined the location of the surveillance camera.

Seeing a cleaner pushing a cleaning cart passing by, Upton retracted his head. Just as the cart passed the office door, he jumped into the gap between the plastic basket filled with mops, brooms and cleaning agents and the trash can.

He rode in a cleaning vehicle through a corridor full of surveillance cameras, got off at the toilet door, turned into the women's restroom, and after confirming that there was no one there, he climbed and jumped on the toilet and handrails of the disabled stall, stood on top of the toilet partition, took out a paper cutter from the office from his pocket, and began to carefully remove the screws at the four corners of the wire mesh on the ventilation duct.

After the plastic doll got into the ventilation duct, it pulled the wire mesh in and covered it from the inside.

Upton crawled deeper into the ventilation duct.

There are no infrared probes or laser beams in the ventilation ducts like those seen in other spy movies.

The narrow ventilation ducts were simply not big enough for an adult to crawl inside, and the square aluminum tubes suspended by wires could not bear the weight of an adult, let alone a child.

But plastic dolls can.

Upton crawled through the complex system of pipes, searching for a path to deeper depths.

Along the way, Upton looked down through the wire mesh and saw some signal jammers and hidden cameras on the ceiling disguised as fire alarms.

Upton DuPont recalled the text message exchanges he had with Aoyama the night before his departure.

Upton told Fu Qinghai that he was about to sneak into the base, and felt that the mobile phone was too conspicuous, so he wanted Fu Qinghai to make a micro communication device for him.

But it was rejected by Fu Qinghai.

Qingshan:

"Upton, there must be various signal shielding and detection devices in the secret base. It's useless for you to bring them in. In order to prevent detection by metal detectors, you should even take out the music generator in your body. Just use your eyes to see and record. Tell me the results when you come out."

Upton now felt that Qingshan was so foresighted, and it was fortunate that he did not bring any electronic equipment in.

Judging from the complex ventilation ducts and these hidden monitoring devices, this base is not at all the SHIELD office that the middle-aged couple mentioned, and there may be deep secrets inside.

There are deeper secrets that even the clerk couple don't know.

Upton simply informed Fu Qinghai of the place he was about to enter in advance, and agreed that if he still hadn't contacted him after three days, Fu Qinghai would come to rescue him.

Now Upton faces a new problem.

A rapidly rotating ventilation fan.

The plastic doll stood in front of the ventilator, looking at the sharp blades spinning rapidly in front of him. The wind blowing in his face blew his brown hair into the air.

Upton hesitated.

"I won't be chopped into pieces..."

The ghost doll muttered to himself.

Upton didn't know how to get through the ventilator. He carefully recalled the plot of the movie "Child's Play", in which the protagonist Chucky was thrown into the fireplace, half of his body was burned, and his face was melted, but he was still alive.

"Damn it, let's fight!"

Upton gritted his teeth, took two steps back to run, then rushed towards the ventilation fan with his head down.

"Pah pah pah pah!"

The fan blades hit the plastic doll's body, causing it to scream:

"Ahhhhhh!"

Finally, a plastic doll with tattered clothes, hair like a horse's chew, and scratches and cuts all over its body was thrown out from the other side of the ventilator.

He lay in the ventilation duct, took a breath, got up again and continued walking inside.

He didn't know which underground floor he had reached. When Upton came down from the ventilation duct again, he found that the decoration style here had changed.

The walls, floors, and ceilings are all wrapped in metal steel plates. Soldiers with live ammunition are patrolling, and researchers in white coats are walking around.

Where is this?

Upton was puzzled.

Upton crept out of the toilet and repeated his old trick. When a researcher in a white coat dragged a small cart by, he jumped up nimbly and hid between several black boxes stacked on the cart.

He shrank into the gap and found that these black boxes were printed with the letter logo - AIM, as well as a yellow and black three-leaf radiation warning symbol.

AIM Pioneer Technologies, Upton remembered Qingshan mentioned this company.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Currently it is secretly affiliated with Hydra.

It seems that this is definitely a secret base controlled by Hydra.

Upton thought to himself.

Afterwards, he hid here and there, using the various experimental supplies and large equipment piled here. He crawled under the equipment and squeezed from behind the cabinets, avoiding the eyes and ears of patrol personnel, and gradually went deeper into the interior of this base that was like a research institute.

Upton arrived outside the innermost room. A sign on the door in the corridor read "Extremely Dangerous, Do Not Enter." There were no soldiers or researchers in this section of the corridor. It was quiet and deserted.

What could be so dangerous?

Upton was very excited. He felt that he was about to discover Hydra's real killer weapon.

Thinking back to the large equipment and radiation signs I saw outside...

Could it be some kind of super nuclear weapon? One that could destroy the entire world?

Upton guessed secretly in his heart. He tiptoed, step by step, and carefully came to the door of the room.

It was a glass door, and Upton lay down at the door and looked inside.

An incredible expression suddenly appeared on his face.

In this room marked "Extremely Dangerous, No Entry".

Upton first saw a corner of the room.

It seems like a warm and lovely room of a little girl, decorated with an exquisite princess bed, curtains, carpets, rocking horses, various small toys scattered on the ground, slides, building blocks, trains, and the little girl's favorite dolls and fairy tale books. The bed is also pink and light yellow, with cute cartoon patterns printed on it.

this...

Upton was stunned.

"Extremely dangerous, no entry"? ?

Is this some kind of irony, meaning that naughty children are more dangerous than nuclear bombs?

Is Hydra really that humorous?

Upton couldn't help but be curious, so he moved his body and looked deeper into the room from a different angle.

Then, Upton du Pont swore, he saw something he would never forget.

A man with a hideous red skull head, wearing a loose printed robe, is lying on the bed, holding a fairy tale book in his hand. With a gentle and kind face, he is telling a bedtime story to a black-haired little girl lying next to him.

The Red Skull is still alive?!

This is the first thing that shocked Upton.

He clearly remembered that Fu Qinghai told him that the Red Skull did not appear in the Hydra Supreme Council and that the current head of Hydra was Baron Strucker.

Baron Strucker has successfully resurrected the Red Skull?

Why doesn't the Red Skull go out and take charge of the situation?

Hydra is now in a precarious situation, and its people are in panic. Even high-level officials like Madame Viper are thinking about getting off the ship and disbanding. The Red Skull is the founder of modern Hydra and Captain America's lifelong enemy. With his prestige, he can definitely maintain the now crumbling Hydra and stabilize the entire situation.

Why is he hiding here?

Also, can anyone tell me who the hell this little black-haired girl next to him is?

This was the second thing that shocked Upton.

Is this Red Skull's daughter?

I've never heard that Red Skull has a daughter?

Red Skull, one of the most evil people in the Marvel Universe, a super villain who is anti-social and anti-human, a Narcissist war criminal who has committed numerous crimes and caused many massacres...

Is he telling a little girl a bedtime story with a kind face?

Moreover, why is the Red Skull's daughter not the Little Red Skull?

Upton had so many complaints in his heart that his three views were completely changed.

In the room.

The warm yellow desk lamp lit up, and Red Skull John Schmidt said softly:

"——Just like that, Hydra became the most powerful terrorist organization in the world, and Red Skull rightfully became their leader. From then on, they lived happily together forever. End."

After saying that, he closed the storybook in his hand.

The little girl held an octopus head doll in her left hand and put her arm around the red skull's neck with her right hand, and said coquettishly:

"Say it again, say it again, please!"

Suddenly, the little girl stopped acting coquettishly, pointed at the door of the room and said:

"Dad, there's a living plastic doll."

"Um?"

Red Skull looked up and saw nothing outside the glass door.

"Okay, baby, there are no living plastic dolls in this world. If you want one, you can make one for yourself."

Red Skull didn't think much about it, but continued to narrate:

"Then let's tell the story of what happened next..."

Outside the room, Upton leaned against the wall, his face filled with fear, his small chest heaving as he gasped.

It was a close call, I was almost discovered.

She can actually sense my presence, that little girl is not simple!

I will inform Qingshan immediately.

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(End of this chapter)