I control dreams in Marvel

Chapter 39

The widow's words did not surprise Barton.

People have three urgencies. Whoever sleeps all night, the first feeling when he opens his eyes is that he needs to go to the toilet.

Don't you see, there are many people in their early thirties who can't bear it and have to get up at night, and can't fall asleep when they go back home.

"Nate is only 24 years old, young with good kidneys and strong bladder, she will be fine for one night, unlike me..."

Barton shook his head fiercely, I was thinking about something messy.

'I don't know if she found any clues. '

In the past half month, according to the investigation and statistics behind them, the number of people who run drugs every night has dropped sharply to less than half of what it was before.

Moreover, those who were eliminated basically suffered from kidney deficiency and infirmity. Although they could still take care of themselves, they were limited to taking care of themselves. It was basically impossible for them to continue to do evil.

Not only that, their investigation also found that since more than half a month ago, that is, the time period when Agent No. 13 encountered Bullseye, the memory of these people who participated in drug running began to appear blurred in their dreams at night.

In the dream, it seemed that I was running and shooting guns, but I couldn't remember the specific plot, as if it was really just a dream that I couldn't remember.

If they were not still sleepy and unable to wake up every night, and their health was getting worse, the investigators would even think that they had been eliminated.

Perhaps it is because of their poor health that they have this memory loss symptom?
After the high-level analysis, the task given to Widow Sister and Patton, in addition to finding and capturing the bullseye, is to find an opportunity to enter this dream to investigate.

So the widow went in, and Barton stayed up all night as a warning.

Soon, the widow came back from the bathroom, and from the look on her face, she didn't seem to see any problems.

"Nat, tell me about the situation last night. Did you enter the drug dream? What did you experience? Do you still remember clearly?" Barton asked impatiently, and started to record in the small notebook.

The widow's face changed slightly, but then returned to normal.

"Well, I went in, if you remember, let me take it easy."

Sitting on the seat, the widow tried her best to recall the experience of last night. Soon, she remembered something, but it was not very clear. It was like watching a scumbag movie with a resolution of only 240P through a mosquito net. .

"I participated in that drug running game..."

The widow spoke very slowly, recalling while talking.

"Then, I met a person, a man, and he was very strong!"

"Specifically?" Barton stopped writing, "Which aspect is stronger? Is it the person we are looking for?"

The widow froze immediately. After careful consideration, she hesitated for a moment, but finally she chose to shake her head, "I don't remember the details, but he is definitely not the person we are looking for. He is an Asian, and his name is Gul'dan." ?”

Bullseye is a white man, obviously different from what the widow met, so the possibility that they are the same person can be ruled out.

However, this Asian man named Gul'dan is not on the list of drug escapes in Hell's Kitchen, so he is likely to be the mastermind behind the drug escape incident. Although it cannot be completely confirmed, it is at least a direction for breakthroughs.

However, based on Barton's understanding of the widow sister, he could clearly feel from her micro-expression that she seemed to be hiding something, but it was precisely because of her understanding that Barton would not reveal it.

No matter how familiar the two are, privacy still needs to be respected.

And there is so much information, compared to other drug runners, it is already unexpected.

The information was handed in just like that, and the widow sister and Barton, who had been tired all night, were going to stand by and take a rest, but soon received another message.

Bullseye appeared.

Bullseye was spotted.

Bullseye wants to run away.

Bullseye is caught!

Agent No. 13, a related household who just joined the job not long ago, captured Bullseye alive by himself.

This made the widow sister, who was tired all night, and Barton, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, feel a little indescribably complicated.

The two of them were invited to deal with Bullseye as expert foreign aid, but on the first day here, they didn't do anything, and Bullseye was arrested, or by a rookie who hadn't been considered by them before.

Then what are they doing here, sleeping at public expense?Chicken at public expense?
"Okay, the bullseye has been caught, our mission is over, and there may be a period of vacation, are you going to my house?"

Barton suggested, without mentioning that the bed in his house was big and comfortable, because he had Laura in his house, a tool-maker who bore him children.

The widow shook her head, "No, I'll stay here first, and investigate about that Gul'dan."

Of course, the matter of being bullied cannot just end like this. The widow sister decided to stay and investigate the Asian man named Gul'dan, not only to decipher the matter but also to avenge herself.

"He should be nearby, give me some time, and I will definitely find him out."

The widow said firmly.

Shang Wen didn't expect that his one-night fight with the widow would reveal so much information.

Chicken World is still very effective for the blurred memory ability of people with mental power below LV2. Even if Bullseye goes in and fights for one night, the next day he will only remember that he had a dream all night and kept running.

But Widow, the blue-green LV2+, left behind a large part of her memory. Even if Shang Wen hadn't been well versed in Lu Xiaobu's philosophy of using a trumpet to save his life in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid this time he would be killed.

But despite this, the identity of an Asian man will still cause him some troubles, it's just a matter of time.

After waking up in the morning, although Shang Wen still had some unfinished business, he still had to carry his beloved schoolbag and go to school.

There are less than two months left in high school, and it is not worth it to drop out of school because of skipping classes now.

No matter how embarrassing he is with a high school diploma, it is better than a junior high school diploma.

When I came to school, if nothing else happened, today was still a day for discussing number 18 with Parker, arguing with Gwen about the problem-solving process, and showing off my muscles with Thompson.

But when the sun rises, the accident also comes.

Midtown High School welcomed a new classmate today.

The frantic nobleman...Zi Raja, Harry Osborn.

"I used to drive a sports car in Europe and sleep with supermodels, living a corrupt life that you hangers can't imagine, but my father is about to die, so I have to come back and prepare to inherit billions of dollars."

Well, this is how Harry explained when he saw his old classmate Parker who had been reunited for a long time.

"Mourning Mu Sao Rui!" Parker's face was full of sadness. He only paid attention to Harry's father dying soon, so he sent a sentence of comfort at the right time.

Shang Wen also paid attention to this sentence, but it was different from Parker, because he knew that only this sentence was false, because Harry's father, the Green Goblin, was fascinated by Parker some time ago.

The old man was in great shape, and he didn't look like he was going to die at all.

(End of this chapter)