Chapter 767: The Spy Shadow

Without alarming anyone, Matt had already quietly embarked on a journey to Washington. And when the news of his disappearance was discovered, it was already twelve hours later.

For several days, Matt was under surveillance. But maybe because he didn't pay enough attention to him, the people who monitored him only maintained a minimum level. In addition, he has always behaved without any problems, so after he has been missing for so long. The watchers discovered this serious problem.

He immediately reported his dereliction of duty in a hurry, and within half an hour of his report, Coulson had brought a group of people to the country house where Matt was before.

"When was it confirmed that he was missing?"

Looking at the messy hut with an irritable face, Coulson's emotions are definitely much heavier than what is shown on his face. After hearing his question and sensing his current mood, the person in charge of monitoring immediately replied.

"Six o'clock in the morning, when the sky just dawned. According to the pattern of the previous few days, he should go out for a run at this time. But I waited for half an hour and still hadn't found him, so I immediately scanned the room and found that He's not here anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Agent Mei, who was checking outside the door, came over and said to Coulson.

"I found some footprints by the lake. Judging from the fluctuation of the lake water, he should have sneaked out of the lake at night when it was dark. The lake water covered all his traces, and now it is very It's hard to tell, where is he?"

"This guy is an elite of the CIA. If he deliberately hides himself, it will be difficult for us to find his position." Said with a gloomy face, Coulson has slowly wandered around the hut where Matt was before. . "So, what we think about now is not how to track him. Instead, we should think about what he wants to do?"

"I don't understand, Coulson. What the hell is this guy doing and why are we after him. Also, why is he avoiding us."

Skye, who came here together, asked Coulson strangely, and Coulson replied yes.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, Skye. You just need to know that this guy has a very important secret in his hands. If he reveals this secret, it will have a huge negative impact on the entire world. So we All we have to do now is find him and stop him before all his information is leaked, understand?"

"Then it's difficult. An elite agent, hidden in the crowd. It's not easy to find him with us alone. Unless we can mobilize more people, or ask omnic for help directly."

"This is impossible! This matter can only be done by a few of us, and more people cannot be involved, nor can more people know about this matter."

Shaking his head, Coulson rejected Skye's statement without thinking. As for his order, Skye could only shrug his shoulders, expressing his powerlessness, and then walked aside alone.

She wasn't involved in the discussions between Coulson and May, and that kind of tracking stuff wasn't her forte. In contrast, she is more suitable for fighting, and more suitable for following orders to do things. Therefore, she wandered around in this small villa very leisurely, looking at everything in this villa.

Soon, his eyes were attracted by a sketch.

Tall hat, square face, and somewhat exaggerated beard. It looks a bit like a sketch of Lincoln, but I have to say that this Lincoln doesn't look like that. He was a little too old and a little fatter. The most important thing is his facial features, which are also somewhat different from Lincoln's. But it was such a piece of work, but he signed his name on the side in a majestic manner, which made Skye feel a little ridiculous.

But when she was engrossed in watching, Coulson's voice suddenly sounded from beside her.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, it's just a clumsy sketch." With a simple response, Skye put down the painting in his hand. But when Coulson glanced casually, he immediately stopped him and her. "Wait, this painting? Show me?"

"It's just a poorly painted Mr. President, it's not a big deal." Although he said so, Skye still handed over the painting in his hand. After carefully looking at it for a while, Coulson frowned and said.

"This is not a simple painting, this is a clue. Pass me the eraser on the side!"

After taking the eraser, Coulson immediately daubed on the painting. Soon, some redundant things on the painting were erased by him, and looking at the completely different guy on the drawing paper, Skye immediately asked in surprise.

"Who is this? It looks familiar?"

"Howard Stark. Now Mr. President's father, I think I know where that guy went?"

Speaking of this, Coulson's face was already very ugly. Not only was he not happy because he found the trace of the target, but he got a lot of panic. If everything is as he imagined, then things are really going to explode.

Thinking of this, I felt the urgency of the matter. Coulson immediately took out the communicator and roared.

"Listen, issue me an emergency order now to block all routes to Washington and not allow anyone suspicious to enter Washington. At the same time, Matt Price is wanted and arrested for espionage. Remember, all Everything has to be done in secret and no one should know, especially the US side."

Under his order, S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately began to operate. Coulson, who was not at ease, immediately took a few men around him, took a connecting plane, and flew in the direction of Washington. He only hopes that everything will be in time now, but is it really too late? He already had an ominous premonition.

Seeing the guy who was suspected to be an agent passing in front of him again, Matt pulled his peaked cap vigorously, hiding himself in the crowd.

Now he has changed his appearance, from a rather handsome-looking clerical worker to a bearded Texas cowboy. Even if a familiar person stands in front of him, it may be difficult to recognize his true identity. But even so, Matt still acted cautiously, carefully avoiding every possible safety hazard in front of him.

And with his excellent anti-reconnaissance awareness, none of the investigators deployed by S.H.I.E.L.D. found his trace. And he moved to the center of Washington DC bit by bit along with the sightseeing crowd.

At this time, the White House was right in front of his eyes, but his pupils shrank when he saw everything in front of him, and then he cursed inwardly.

For ordinary people, the guards outside the White House may be business as usual. But in the eyes of a professional like him, the manpower placed inside and outside the White House is more than 10% more. Naturally, these guards cannot be the security guards of the White House itself, so their identities are naturally ready to be revealed.

The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. firmly guarded every route leading to the White House. No matter what he did, he couldn't pass them and get in touch with the people in the White House. And taking a ten thousand step back, even if he crossed these lines of defense, he was not sure whether there would be hidden lines from SHIELD among those people inside.

He can only rest assured that the information he has is handed over to the president himself, but it is too difficult to achieve this level. Difficult to the point of near impossibility. But no matter what, he had to give it a try. The stakes are high, and if you don't try it, the results will be too bad.

Thinking of this, he mustered up his strength, and then he shuttled through the crowd like a loach, approaching the White House.

He thought that what he did was very secretive, and no one would find his trace. But before he got close to the White House, a familiar figure stopped him.

"Stop it, Matt. You don't know what you're doing or the consequences of it. Stop it and come back with me so maybe you can redeem yourself."

He looked at Coulson who was standing in front of him and an unknown female detective. Matt frowned, then quietly reached his lower back.

"Sir, of course I know what I'm doing! I'm exposing the truth, and I'm defending this country and the entire human race."

"Things are not what you think they are. What you do is only making the situation worse. I repeat, stop and go back with me, or I can't guarantee your safety."

Frowning tightly, Coulson issued an ultimatum. But at this time, without saying a word, Matt took out the weapon from the back of his waist, and pulled the trigger on Coulson.

The bullet ejected from the chamber and flew towards Coulson under the action of momentum. But at this time, Skye beside him stretched out his hand directly, allowing an invisible force to stand in front of him. In an instant, the bullet was shattered by this invisible force. Seeing this situation, without saying a word, Matt got into the crowd who were fleeing because of the sound of gunfire, and fled towards the outside.

Seeing this situation, Coulson immediately yelled.

"Catch him and never let him escape again."

Hearing his order, several nearby agents immediately chased after Matt in the direction where Matt fled. And soon, they surrounded Matt in an alley. It seemed that he had nowhere to escape, and Coulson, who was chasing after him, also said to him with emotion, "You made the most stupid decision."

But for such a comment, Matt smiled, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Maybe I made one of the smartest decisions."

No one saw that an omnic near the Washington Monument was holding a hard drive and making a contemplative look. (To be continued.)