Chapter 35: Escape
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Hill is very confident in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s strength, "This is the right decision; S.H.I.E.L.D. can fully protect you."
Thinking about Daisy's combat abilities, she curiously asked, "Is that old woman really so powerful? Can't you beat her with your current level?"
Daisy assessed silently and shook her head slightly, "I checked some information about her. Do you believe someone can live for several hundred years?"
It's evident that Nick Fury values Hill highly, and Hill is aware of many secrets. She nodded, "I believe it."
Even though Daisy has no official authorization in S.H.I.E.L.D., she has managed to gather a lot of information with the organization's support. Ancient records are vague, but in the twentieth century, Madame Gao began appearing sporadically in some scattered accounts. These records span a wide time range, and even with just the current records, it can be determined that Madame Gao has lived for over four hundred years.
"Based on the current data analysis, she first appeared in historical records in 1603, as a guest of honor at the celebration of Tokugawa Ieyasu's inauguration as the Shogun. After that, she remained active in Southeast Asia and came to America during World War I."
Daisy then showed Hill a wanted poster issued by the New York Police Department. Madame Gao's old, bark-like face was intricately drawn by the artist, and several facial features, according to Daisy, were about 70% to 80% similar.
"Really old," was Hill's first reaction to seeing the wanted poster. "Being so old, how much strength does she still have?"
"It's hard to gauge. Conventional weapons probably can't harm her. If you find any information about her within S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal network, please notify me as soon as possible."
Daisy has not relaxed her focus on the abnormal old woman. This guy was like a snake hiding in the dark, ready to strike at any moment.
Although Hill said that she was not the deputy anymore, in fact, her authority is still there. With her help in the investigation, if Madame Gao's traces are found, they will take action without hesitation. No matter how strong she is, she won't withstand a hail of bullets!
If that doesn't work, use the Quinjets and machine guns. Daisy doesn't believe the old martial arts lady could survive that.
After thanking Hill for her help, the two finally got rid of the initial embarrassment. The conversation shifted to life in New York and S.H.I.E.L.D. training.
Before long, the protagonists for the night at the bar have all arrived. Instead of driving away unrelated guests, they warmly greet everyone with enthusiasm.
Some know each other and engage in conversations, while others are strangers, entering the bar cautiously.
However, whether they know each other or not, all the attendees tonight are women! Their clothes and dress suggest they come from various backgrounds, and their ages range from 20 to 40 years old.
If Black Widow were present, she would surely detect that something was wrong, either she would join in the carnival or shake her head and leave – both are possible.
However, Hill didn't perform any tasks like infiltrating and spying, let alone Daisy, she had never seen such social situations. Both rookies look confused, looking stupidly as more and more women fill the bar.
They don't quite understand what event is happening tonight.
Daisy offered to retreat once again, but Hill refused on the grounds of completing the mission.
The lighting softens, the music became soothing, and the women hugged each other, and flirt with each other.
Daisy was surprised. After all, she came from a world with more advanced consultations and broader information, and she slowly began to grasp the situation.
Her neck stiffened, and she turned to meet Hill's gaze.
The female deputy was ignorant, she just thought the atmosphere was wrong but couldn't pinpoint what was strange about it.
Soon, two beautiful girls emerge from the crowd, one with outstanding temperament and the other delicate, holding hands like a pair of good girlfriends.
Daisy doesn't understand Hungarian, but she can read facial expressions.
Hill understands completely, her light blue eyes widening, and her small mouth slightly open, an expression of disbelief.
The two beautiful girls loudly announced something to the people below and kissed each other amidst the applause of the audience.
"Hehe, this bar seems to have been booked by them tonight... these guys.. are they announcing their coming out? It's quite enthusiastic; let's get out of here!" Daisy said nervously.
Hill nodded hurriedly, forgetting the mission at this moment. What Dr. Pym, the first Ant-Man, let him go to hell!
The two grabbed their belongings and tried to leave, but the crowd was packed, and people were excited, some shouting, some taking off their coats and throwing them out frantically and others popping champagne to celebrate.
Deafening music filled the air, affecting Daisy's perception. She could only put away her abilities and navigate the crowded space with her eyesight.
With a 'bang', a woman opening champagne beside Daisy accidentally sprayed her from the shoulder to the belly.
The clothes were thin, and the fabric absorbed the liquor instantly, with it flowing down from the chest to the legs. The other part was friendly and hurriedly apologized, and Daisy couldn't just fight her because of such a trivial matter, feeling unlucky, and internally scolding the bar owner for accepting any business, making her suffer.
Daisy pulled Hill and walked out, getting splashed with champagne twice on the way, leaving her hair soaked, and looking like a drowned chicken.
The usually stern and serious female deputy was also in a sorry state, her high heels broken, having to carry them and walk.
After enduring hardships, the two noob agents finally broke free from the enthusiastic crowd.
The two looked at each other, both wearing expressions of speechlessness.
Strands of Daisy's hair clung to her forehead and shoulders, her clothes soaked, emanating a strong scent of wine.
Hill looked slightly better; she was behind Daisy, and most of the champagne sprayed onto Daisy. She only had some spillage from the front to the lower abdomen, but her high heels were completely unwearable, so she could only awkwardly carry them in her hands.
If you meet up with Black Widow in such a state, you will be laughed at forever! Daisy shook her head thinking about her fake best friend Sharon laughing at her and this becoming a common joke for her to be teased with.
Hill valued dignity and face even more and thought of this issue as well.
This dark history must not be known to outsiders, and the two quickly agree not to join the others tonight.
It's already late at night, and the small hotel has no guests right now.
Pushing open the door, Daisy felt uncomfortable all over her body. The drinks stuck to her body, mixed with sweat, the smell was really bad.
They had reached the room and now there was nothing to be embarrassed about, so Daisy took off her shirt directly. Unexpectedly, the quality of the clothes was not good, and she used a bit too much strength. There was only a 'ziip' sound and the shirt split into two halves.
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