Chapter 33

They went to Dr. Pym's laboratory first and searched according to what they had learned.

Daisy mainly looked at the equipment here, not all of the latest cutting-edge equipment, but wiped it very cleanly, listening to a few assistants tell that the old doctor treats all the equipment like his own children.

Her on-the-spot evidence search class was very ordinary, and she watched it all over the place, but she didn't see anything suspicious. It's a pity that she didn't understand the ability of the next door dc to shock Sisko, otherwise, find something that the old doctor used, and you can find the other party with a shock wave.

In fact, not only did she not find any clues, but the remaining three ladies also did not gain anything.

Black Widow asked several assistants separately and confirmed several locations that the Doctor usually goes to.

After sifting and filtering, there are only the hospitals, bars and parks that Daisy said before.

"Your algorithm is very powerful. In the future, intelligence analysis will save a lot of time. It's amazing!" Black Widow expressed admiration.

The next step is to investigate in groups, three suspicious locations, and four of them.

"Central Park is huge. I'll go there. Sharon can go to the hospital as a nurse, and you two can go to the bar."

They did what they said, without any hesitation, they split up immediately.

Going to the bar with the no-nonsense Hill was, to be honest, a challenge for Daisy.

But have to go.

If it is a movie or TV series, it will definitely rush in, beat it all the time, and finally ask for information, withdraw the team and leave.

In reality, you can't do this. It's a bit related to being able to open a bar in a bustling area. It's either the police or the gang. After they beat people, they swagger away? It is impossible to think.

Hill was obsessed with completing the task perfectly, and Daisy didn't want to make a big gunfight scene.

They had to dress up, or at least look like that.

Daisy just carried a satchel, while Hill brought something, but no clothes to go to the bar.

Black Widow also gives them time to get their clothes ready by letting them go to the bar.

When they knew that Hill had an unlimited black card, they went straight to the mall.

In order not to attract attention, Daisy referred to the dress of the local female students, bought a camisole, and took a pair of frayed shorts with fish mouth high heels.

Hill probably thought it was too unusual for them to wear shorts, so she chose an off-the-shoulder top, a short skirt in floral colors, and high heels.

I bought a few random pieces of the remaining jewelry, and it didn't cost a lot of dollars in total.

The bar would only open in the evening, and they were not idle. They booked a room near the bar. Daisy used the local network to find the old doctor's personal consumption records, and Hill pretended to be FBI to go to the police station to find the alarm information for the past few days.

The two met in the room at night, and it wasn't until then that Daisy discovered a problem. She should have changed her clothes first.

Now that both of them need to change their clothes, the picture of frank meeting is essential.

Hill didn't pay attention to her reaction and started undressing quickly.

Daisy thought it would be weird to go to the bathroom to change, so she had to take off her shirt.

Women's war is always everywhere, even two women who don't care about their appearance are looking at each other's figure while changing clothes.

Her belly is toned...  

This guy is very broad-minded, I don't usually see it...

"You actually have such a large-caliber pistol?" Daisy, who had just taken off her pants, heard Hill's words. She felt numb all over and her scalp almost exploded. It took two seconds to realize that the other party was talking about a rhino revolver. pistol.

Realizing that it was a false alarm, she secretly wiped a sweat.

Hill didn't know the misunderstanding he caused her, and continued to ask.

"Can you use this kind of gun? Even if it is modified, it is not suitable for women, and it will hurt the wrist." Hill admitted that he was two years older than her and had more experience.

"...I am born with strong wrists, don't worry, this is my talent!" Regardless of whether Hill believed it or not, he used a terrible excuse to confuse the pistol.

Shorts and high heels can't fit a pistol. Daisy put the gun and bullets in her handbag, and Hill does the same.

The trick of tying a gun on the thigh is very clever. It can use the white thigh to attract the attention of male enemies, and then pull out the gun. The person who designed the holster must know men well, but they will not be able to use the holster tonight.

They walked out of the room and felt strange to each other.

"Let's get closer." Daisy found the problem, the two were not too far apart, let's say they don't know each other, they don't look like them. Let's say we know each other, and it seems strange.

And two women go to a place like a bar together, it seems to have an unusual taste.

"What should two women do when they go to a bar?" Daisy was a little confused, holding hands seemed too childish, not a little girl, but holding hands seemed too intimate.

She took out the tablet and searched again, but the big data didn't help this time.

Hill recalled his training, which never mentioned how two women should walk.

"Let's hold it, I think those people in front are like this." Hill thought for a while and said.

Daisy was speechless for a while, it was a man and a woman! She asked another odd question: "Then...are you holding me, or am I holding you?"

Hill turned to look at the two of them dressed up: "You're taller and more masculine, I'll hold you."

Daisy stretched out her arm and Hill took her. The two of them had no sleeves on their clothes, and the smooth skin contacted, there was a slight sense of strangeness, but they were quickly suppressed, and no one mentioned it.

The small details were settled, and the two saw that there was no flaw, so they left the residence and walked to the bar not far away.

The miraculous accident happened again. The high heels stepped on the ground and made a rattling sound. Daisy found that their footsteps were in perfect harmony. The meaning of actually stepping out of the guard of honor.

Daisy finds it odd to be so in tune, and she changes her steps hastily.

She is changing, Hill is changing, and the result of the two adjusting at the same time is that the rhythm runs together again.

"Haha...the shoes are a little uncomfortable." Daisy tried to ease the embarrassment.

Hill also blushed slightly: "Yeah, my skirt is also a little narrow."

The two worked hard to adjust, but the rhythm was to move together, and the more adjustment, the higher the fit.

The night in Budapest is not too noisy, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the tidy footsteps of the two are unusually abrupt.

"That...I put my left foot out, you put my right foot out!" she tried to suggest.

The result of the two of them having one left foot and one right foot is that neither of them can walk anymore. Their arms are still together, and they almost fell off two horses.

Just when Daisy was scratching the wall in a hurry and wanted to use her power to jump directly over, the bar finally arrived.

The deafening sound drowned out the footsteps, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.