Chapter 2272: Golden City Late Autumn (Thirty-Six)

Natasha and Pamela strolled into the garden. As soon as she walked in, she felt something was wrong. It was autumn now, and the temperature in the city was not high. The trees and bushes in the garden began to turn yellow, but there were too many vines on the ground, and they were too green.

Natasha walked down the steps of the porch. As soon as her high heels stepped on the stone road, she found that a shadow in the bushes moved, like some small animal running over quickly.

"You haven't seen me in other worlds?" Pamela asked.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Apart from Schiller, the person I am most familiar with in your universe is Batman. I played a game with two Batmen."

The swaying shadow in the dark stopped, and Pamela asked, "How does it feel?"

"Not bad. I don't want to say that they are smart and strong. This is obvious. If I have to describe it, they are quite hot and sexy."

"Of course, especially when they are wearing bat costumes." Pamela stepped closer.

Natasha looked down and saw a thin shadow moving past her feet. She instinctively lifted her feet, thinking it was a snake, but under the light of the porch, she found that it was a moving vine.

"Did you get them to bed?" Pamela asked again.

"You know the bed is not the key. If I could find a little free time, would I not do it?"

Pamela sighed, shook her head and said, "You look like the type he would like."

Natasha turned back and put one side of her red hair behind her ear, staring at Pamela, her expression as if saying "What do you mean?"

"Do you think Batman is difficult to deal with? That's right. He sends this signal to everyone, so that once he takes the initiative to let down his guard against someone, the other party will not be able to resist his attraction at all. This is his weapon."

"Interesting."

"He will use this weapon against those valuable objects, which means that in addition to your beauty, you need to be strong and show your value to him before he can take the bait."

"It should be so." Natasha turned back and stared at the vine Said: "The premise is that there can only be two of us in that game, but unfortunately, there are four players in that game, two Batmans, and they don't have time to guard against each other."

"Two Batmans, and you, who is the remaining one?"

"Schiller."

Pamela's footsteps paused, and he heard Natasha say: "Two Batmans are nothing, he is the biggest trouble. I kept a close eye on him the whole time and had no time to have fun."

"Are you familiar with him?"

"I guess so." Natasha turned around again and looked at Pamela's expression, and then the female agent smiled and said: "It seems that you are very interested in him."

"I can't deny this. In fact, I have a plan..."

When Pamela finished her plan, Natasha's expression became a little strange.

She ignored the vines that were running around her feet and almost wrapped around her ankles, as well as Pamela's eager eyes, and climbed the steps as quickly as possible and returned to the porch.

"Girl, you are beautiful and thoughtful, but unfortunately I am heterosexual. It's still early. I have to go visit the manor. Goodbye!"

Natasha left in a hurry, leaving Pamela alone in confusion.

What happened? The atmosphere was very good just now, why did it suddenly take a sharp turn for the worse?

Pamela was sure that the conversation between her and Natasha was not just a casual chat. Everything was like a prelude to flirting. Natasha did not show any aversion to this kind of teasing. Did she not want to join in?

But Natasha did not look like such a conservative person. Pamela guessed that she was a socialite or a female agent. Such people may have a richer love history than everyone present combined. They have seen all kinds of big scenes. How could they be so easily scared?

But Natasha, who left, also cursed in her headphones.

She found a place where no one was around, lowered her voice, and roared at Nick: "... Because I've experienced it, I know what it's like! And now there's a crazy teenager trying to tease him at the party! We might be wiped out!"

Nick seemed to say something on the other end of the phone, but it didn't satisfy Natasha. The female agent cursed again, hung up the call, and turned to look at the gradually lively banquet hall.

Natasha is not giving it for nothing. She has been collecting information about Schiller for so long, and can be regarded as the person who knows Schiller's personality best in the Marvel Universe.

In addition to their most common good doctor, the professor personality that occasionally appeared was arrogant, but both of them lived in the tower, and Natasha had seen with her own eyes that there was a bottomless abyss at the bottom of the tower.

The Schiller who died with her came from the abyss, and the one who held the banquet today was obviously also from the abyss.

So the problem is, Pamela is indeed smart and beautiful, and if she is indeed a fish that has been hooked, then it is inevitable that what happened that night on fishing day will happen again.

But the difference is that Natasha is a female agent who has lived for a long time, while Pamela is a teenager, and it is very likely that she is a teenager who can control plants and has superpowers.

Natasha didn't dare to think about fighting with such a fish. How much noise would Schiller make? Natasha began to wonder if Schiller was going to cook all the fish in one pot with a frying pan at this banquet.

Natasha stood there and hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the second floor. Soon she came to the window of the corridor on the second floor, where she could see a corner of the garden. She saw Pamela walking towards the depths of the garden, and lush bushes and branches swayed beside her.

Just then, a breeze blew in from the gap in the window. Natasha wrinkled her nose and turned to look at a room at the end of the corridor.

The smell of blood.

The female agent was very familiar with this. She bent down slightly to lower her center of gravity and walked over in small steps against the wall. Even in high heels, she didn't make any sound.

In front of her was the master bedroom of the manor, and Natasha could clearly tell that this was not the smell of Schiller's blood, but a strange smell, like blood dripping on the snow.

Gently pushing open the unlocked door of the master bedroom, what appeared in front of her was an ordinary manor bedroom. Natasha walked in lightly and found a trace of blood in the cracks of the floor.

Blue blood.

Natasha suddenly realized that she pressed the headset to talk to Nick, but heard footsteps from the other end of the corridor.

"The second floor is my bedroom and guest room. The bedroom is not open to the public for the time being. Maybe you can go to the guest room to have a look..."

This was Schiller's voice, and then Natasha heard another voice answering, that was Strange.

Do the two of them know each other?

Of course, it's not about whether Schiller knows Strange, but the group of Schillers living in the abyss, how do they know Strange?

Countless mysteries lingered in Natasha's mind, making her feel a splitting headache, but the two people were about to come over, and the female agent could only hide on the balcony as quickly as possible.

"Can't I go into the bedroom and take a look?"

Natasha slapped her forehead when she heard Strange say that. Why do all people have an inappropriate curiosity about Schiller, especially these dangerous Schillers? !

Well, I was also the fish that was caught, so I won't talk about others, but Schiller actually agreed! Natasha couldn't help but start to wonder what the relationship between the two of them was.

While thinking, the female agent climbed down the balcony. There were lights in the garden, which were brighter than the master bedroom before the lights were turned on. If she stood behind the curtains like this, her shadow would definitely be seen.

It was not difficult to climb down in high heels. Natasha was familiar with it, but she was a little worried that her skirt might be dirty. It would be bad to behave inappropriately at the banquet.

Just as Natasha's feet were looking for the next foothold, she suddenly felt that she had stepped on something soft and tough. She turned around and saw a thick vine stretched under her feet. Pamela was standing in the distance looking at her.

As soon as Natasha landed, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Shit! What the hell is going on? How could there be Loki's blood in Schiller's room? What happened to the two of them? What about Schiller and Strange? And you, what do you want to do?!"

Pamela landed on the vines, stretched out her hand to Natasha and said, "Don't be so serious, we just want to have some fun."

"Do you know what this will cost?!" Natasha said in a raised voice.

"Of course, we know how tolerant Professor Schiller is, and I think the others are similar, but that's all for the future, why can't we have some fun now?"

Okay, now Natasha is sure that this group of people can't tell the difference between Schiller in the abyss and the one in the tower!

If you get involved with greed or arrogance, you will of course be retaliated, but the difference is that greed may go around in a big circle, and you will be in trouble when you almost forget about it, and the revenge of arrogance usually comes faster, because he digs up the past from the beginning to the end.

But no matter what, they still have reason. Even if they make someone unlucky, they will not destroy the overall situation. They will try their best to make everything better. Even those who are unlucky will always get something more or less.

This is like an obsessive-compulsive disorder for normal Schiller. They think they have the ability to do so, so they should do it. This is also the idea of ​​most ordinary people. They can make things better and satisfy their desires at the same time. Why not?

But the pathological ones are not like this.

They act like they are rational and generally behave like human beings, but in fact they are not. They don't care what the situation will become, how many people will bleed, be injured or die, they just follow their instincts and satisfy their desires.

Pamela and her group realized that Schiller, who hosted the banquet, might be different from the usual one and more dangerous than usual, but none of them really realized how dangerous the pathological Schiller was.

Loki, who is now missing, is an example. He must have come to the manor in advance to talk to Schiller, but he ran into the sick Schiller head-on. The ending is predictable.

When Natasha thought of so many fish under Schiller's hook, and in order to maintain the normal holding of this important banquet for the exchange between the two worlds, she had to save those fish that were arching their mouths and even hung on the hooks, she felt deeply desperate.

Is this world just a huge fish pond? !

Fishing!