Chapter 17: Agents Should Pay More

"Agent Moore, how's it going on your side?" Commander Hill, who had been watching the live broadcast of the Brooklyn Bridge when Zhou Yi appeared, hurriedly called Barbara, who was performing the infiltration mission. Morse.

At this time, the danger on the Brooklyn Bridge had basically been controlled by Zhou Yi. Seeing this scene, Commander Hill knew it was time to retreat.

"Sir, I've checked the computer, the vault, and possibly the place. Only found one suspicious spot. In the basement, I need some more time!" Agent More responded.

"There is no time, the target is returning. The mission is over, leave there immediately." Commander Hill gave the order to evacuate.

Agent More rolled his eyes and responded helplessly.

"Understood, sir. I'll evacuate now." After speaking, she cleaned up her traces and quietly exited Zhou Yi's villa.

And just when she withdrew from the villa, Zhou Yi had quietly returned to the underground research room from the undersea tunnel.

"Medusa, remove the armor." Under Zhou Yi's order, the nano-metal slowly shrank into the external equipment like flowing mercury. And those mechanical arms also began to operate, unloading the external equipment one by one from Zhou Yi's body.

Twisting his neck, Zhou Yi opened his mouth and asked, "Medusa, can the size of the Dawn type equipment continue to shrink, I don't want to run around with these strange parts anytime, anywhere."

"Sir, in terms of the self-compression ability of the Alpha Nano Metal Type 7, the Dawn Type 1 still has a lot of room for improvement, but doing so will cause the Dawn Type 1's protection ability to drop significantly. I don't recommend this modification."

"Show me how much it can be compressed and how much the protection ability will drop."

Medusa immediately mobilized the holographic image, revealing a relatively wide metal bracer in front of Zhou Yi. There is also a Dawn-type hologram that simulates damage under different impact forces.

"According to calculations, the maximum degree of compression of Alpha Nano Metal is to compress the Dawn I to 0.00012 cubic meters, which is about the size of two watches. But compressing to this degree will cause the nano armor's dress layer to be too thin. What he can do Only 7,400 pounds of maximum impact. Twenty-seventh of the original."

"One-tenth of the size, the protective power has dropped so much?" Zhou Yi was a little dissatisfied with this situation.

"Because there is no armor, most of the nano-metal will be shaped on the armor model in order to form the shape. There is only a minimum degree of coverage in other parts." Medusa explained in detail.

"Medusa, save the file, and use this standard to make the Dawn Type II. In addition, the research direction of the next type of nano-metal will be added, and the degree of compression will continue to increase."

"Yes, sir. It has been recorded. It will take another 15 hours to complete the production of the Dawn-2. Are there any other needs."

"Let's shape the compressed mold into a watch, it doesn't look too different." Zhou Yi said and pushed open the door, and with Zhou Yi's departure, the laboratory fell into darkness again, only the sound of the machine running continued to echo. .

Zhou Yi's manor villa, strictly speaking, is a two-level strata. The underground laboratory is completely controlled by Medusa. On the ground is Zhou Yi's private space. He's not like Tony. Like Stark, even his daily life depends on Jarvis. He prefers to do it himself, so the layout of the villa on the ground is that classical style.

The old-fashioned solid wood bar in the living room, the soft and thick brown sofa, and the walls are covered with landscape oil paintings from different artists. Spacious lawns and gardens, and bright pool. The whole villa is filled with warm tones. This is Zhou Yi's impression of home.

In contrast, the pure white style of Tony's house is full of cold machinery.

Let Zhou Yi not like it very much. In fact, only people with weird tastes like Tony have this hobby.

Looking at the time, the sky was already a little dark. At 4:20 in the afternoon, it was only time to think about what to eat for dinner. Zhou Yi, who already had some ideas, opened the refrigerator, and then closed the door of the refrigerator with a bad expression.

He forgot one very important thing. It's been less than two weeks since he just came back, and most of the time he spends socializing outside, he doesn't have time to prepare the ingredients at all. The refrigerator was terribly clean, and he ate the last few eggs and a bottle of milk for breakfast along with pizza.

However, the villas that only hire temporary workers to clean up regularly, and there are no professional servants are obviously unlikely to be in stock.

"Damn it, I just want to eat dumplings." Zhou Yi has always been paranoid when it comes to eating. He can't change what he believes in, and he must eat whatever he wants. For example, if you want to eat dumplings tonight, you must make dumplings and eat them.

Zhou Yi, who was forced out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, had already opened the door of the garage and took out the key. Just as he was about to set off, his super vision made him see something strange.

There are a total of eight cars in Zhou Yi's garage. In addition to the Audi ZERO recovered from Tony and the Hummer driven away by Ororo, there is also a Lamborghini and a Bugatti Veyron. Two Ferraris, one Bentley. As well as a Cadillac SUV for daily shopping and a privately customized locomotive from Dodge.

Although there are a lot of luxury cars, to be honest, except for the customized locomotive Zhou Yi, I really don't really care. I haven't been here for more than a year. When I came back, there was naturally a lot of dust on the car.

Interestingly, he found that there was something wrong with the dust on the car. Although it has been handled with great care, the thickness of the dust has a certain difference.

At this time, Zhou Yi naturally understood that someone had touched his private territory. Although he knew that there were agents monitoring him, he didn't expect that someone would touch him while he wasn't there.

As a person with a strong sense of territory, Zhou Yi naturally wouldn't like someone breaking into his territory at will, so he directly turned on his super vision and began to search for suspicious people around him. He believed that those infiltrators were incapable of breaking into his research room, and they would definitely continue to lurk if they could not get useful information.

And the suspicious people around are those lurking guys.

Under the effect of super vision, most of the occlusion is useless. Whether it's concrete walls, steel metal, or clothes. Every time he turned on his super vision, Zhou Yi would see something he shouldn't see. So most of the time he will restrain this ability and only use it when there is a need.

Eyes swept across the street for vehicles and nearby houses. Zhou Yi soon noticed a lot of suspicious guys. One of the most notable is Barbara who is sitting in the car, flipping the map while staring at the direction of her home. Morse. Of course, the reason why Zhou Yi was paying attention to her was, as mentioned earlier, super eyesight. .

After looking at this obvious goal for a while, Zhou Yi smiled, and his mood was obviously much better. With a joking mood, Zhou Yi opened the garage and drove the Cadillac out of the villa.

Drive straight to Barbara. Next to the vehicle where Agent More was, Zhou Yi got out of the car and knocked on her window. Looking at the dazed tall blonde beauty rolling down the window glass, she asked directly.

"This unknown lady, I think it was you who sneaked into my house, right?" Although it was a question sentence, it was abruptly said by Zhou Yi as a positive sentence.

And Barbara. When Morse heard this, he just pulled out a sarcastic smile.

"This unknown gentleman, is it really okay to slap a lady in this strange way?"

Ignoring the pretense of the agent lady, Zhou Yi just continued his one-sided speech.

"Who do you serve, CIA, FBI? No, with the capabilities of these two agencies, it should be impossible to find me, so what kind of strategic bureau is that long name that I can't remember?"

Agent More froze in his heart, but still scolded his face without changing his face.

"Sir, do you think you'll be able to attract ladies by playing a strange agent game, or are you still a high school student immersed in a fantasy world."

Zhou Yi shrugged and stretched out his hand slightly. Agent More only felt a slight discomfort in his ears, and then he was horrified to find that the micro-communication device hidden in his ears had been held up by Zhou Yi in his palm.

"This is your liaison. I have already received its signal source. It seems that you are with those guys in the sky. So are the six people lurking around with you?"

At this level, Agent More, who could no longer hold it, could only nod his head.

"I didn't expect the target this time to be a person with special abilities. My mission has failed. But I won't reveal any information."

Having said that, Agent More closed his mouth.

Zhou Yi smiled and twisted the glass of the car window. With his strength, the glass was easily rubbed and ground into dust like chalk dust. This power caused Agent Morse's pupils to shrink slightly. And Zhou Yi, who showed his strength, said to her.

"I don't want anyone to disturb my life, especially those guys who can't speak in their own organization. So I don't want any intelligence and assurance from you. Now, get out of the car and go with me."

After Zhou Yi showed his strength and speed, Barbara. Morse wisely chose to obey, of course whether she was waiting for an opportunity to escape or to be rescued.

Look at Barbara. Morse got into the car honestly, and Zhou Yi drove directly to the nearest shopping market.

At the parking lot of the shopping market, Zhou Yi faced Barbara. Morse laughed.

"20 pounds of prime A-grade beef, small rib portion, four French blue lobsters, extra large. Then a few pounds of New Zealand crayfish. Two dozen eggs, and finally a larger sea bass, whatever you want. Well, it's fresh enough."

Until this time, Barbara. Morse looked at Zhou Yi in disbelief, probably already stunned by his actions.

When Zhou Yi was driving, she had already guessed how she would be treated. Forcible torture, hypnosis and brainwashing, and even more cruel insults were within her expectations, but she had no idea that Zhou Yi would actually bring her to the supermarket for shopping, and it seemed that she still wanted to let her buy it.

"What's going on, please hurry up. Don't tell me that as an agent, you don't even have money to buy ingredients."

Hearing this, Barbara rolled her eyes again. These are not ordinary ingredients you want. Even a high-paying profession like a secret agent would feel a pain in the flesh to spend so much for a meal.

But Barbara wasn't ignorant enough to really ask Zhou Yi for money, she just got out of the car and walked towards the shopping market.

Zhou Yi patted the car door, and when Barbara turned around, he said, "Hey, agent. I know you want to find a chance to get away or wait for rescue or something. But trust me, you'd better not do that. Because there will be no use, you won't have any other options until I allow you to leave. You can check this with your boss. One last word, slow down. I'll be back in an hour here."

Look at Barbara. Morse turned around and left with a smile on his face, Zhou Yi whistled. Continuing to drive, this time Zhou Yi went to a small supermarket selling Chinese special ingredients.

About half an hour later, Zhou Yi parked his car in front of a small supermarket called Mr. Liu's Food Store. The owner is Liu and his son who have been operating in the United States for two generations, because they have a lot of connections in China, and at the same time they have a private farm in New York State. The father and son opened this small food supermarket, which mainly deals in all kinds of Chinese sauces and unique ingredients, including many rare ingredients. Of course, it is mainly based on the crops of their own farms.

As a wealthy farm owner, the owner of the shop, Mr. Liu Lao, usually only comes to the shop to take care of him when the weather is good, and Mr. Liu only comes to check the situation at the end of the month. Therefore, the store is generally in charge of the hired cashier.

This time is no exception. The shop is taking care of a Chinese girl who seems to be still in high school. It is estimated that Mr. Liu has hired a work-study student to take care of his compatriots.

Smiling and nodding at the girl, Zhou Yi chose the ingredients by himself. Sichuan bamboo shoots and bamboo sun, fungus, yam, white radish, shiitake mushrooms, as well as some valuable matsutake mushrooms and Hericium erinaceus, were shipped by air. Of course, there are also the spring onions, coriander, and tofu produced by Liu's farm that are hard to get in the United States. The most important things are rice noodles, soy sauce, sweet noodle sauce and bean paste. In addition, Zhou Yi also got a free-range Chinese chicken on the farm to prepare the soup.

After buying a lot of things that were enough to fill the kitchen, Zhou Yi put the things in the trunk and drove back to the supermarket after he was busy with the little girl who was working.

When he got back there, Barbara. Morse had been waiting for a long time. More than an hour has passed by this time.

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