Marvel: Just became a citizen of the motherland, and S.H.I.E.L.D. came knocking on my door.

Li Wei nodded and said.

I still think that the current state of Kayako and Toshio's existence is more appropriately described by the Chinese word "ghost".

Next, the two bodies were placed inside a silver-white metal frame and then loaded into a black sedan.

This mission can be considered complete.

Levi greeted Natasha and Colson.

Then, gathering power in his feet, his body shot into the air like a rocket and disappeared from the spot.

Natasha was already used to the way Levi left.

Meanwhile, Colson, watching Levi's figure disappear into the clouds, was still sighing with regret.

Next, Coulson took Natasha and drove back to S.H.I.E.L.D.

On the way back, Colson, gripping the steering wheel, asked Natasha, who was in the passenger seat next to him.

"How's it going, Natasha? How are things going with our new colleague? Is the mission progressing smoothly?"

Natasha nodded without saying anything more.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he propped his head up with his hand, his emerald green eyes gazing at the street scene outside as it swept past.

He seemed somewhat distracted.

As a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had already carried out and completed countless missions.

Among them are some extremely dangerous and terrifying enemies, such as gangsters, psychopathic killers, or highly intelligent criminals.

However, I have never encountered such strange and bizarre beings as Kayako and Toshio in this mission.

Like ghosts and spirits, they are elusive and unpredictable; it is impossible to kill them, or even if they can be killed at all.

He was fearless when facing real enemies, but he was somewhat helpless when it came to this kind of mission objective...

Thinking back to Li Wei's brilliant performance inside the house, he was as fierce as a war god.

If I had been alone facing Kayako and Toshio at that time, I probably wouldn't have known what to do.

"By the way, where are the director and Barton?" Natasha asked casually while chatting with Coulson. "How's the investigation into that death tape going?"

“It’s still under investigation,” Colson replied. “And this morning, I saw Director Fury and Barton heading to Stark Industries, apparently because there are some new leads there…”

As Colson was speaking, Natasha glanced at their back seats out of the corner of her eye through the rearview mirror.

His expression suddenly changed drastically, and his head snapped back.

And almost instantly, he had his Glock pistol in his hand, aimed at the driver's seat behind him.

Because of Natasha's violent movements, Coulson's car swayed a bit, and he quickly turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction.

After stabilizing the car, Colson quickly asked.

"Natasha, what's wrong?!"

Natasha now held up her pistol, but there was a slight look of confusion and helplessness in her beautiful eyes.

Because the back seats are now completely empty, there's nothing there.

However, just now, out of the corner of my eye, I clearly saw the position of the back seat through the rearview mirror.

A woman with a cold, pale complexion, covered in blood, was sitting in the back seat.

It was none other than the strange female corpse [Kayako] from the building where they had been before.

"Strange, could it be that I was too nervous during the mission and am now hallucinating...?"

Natasha murmured to herself, slowly putting down her pistol, while Coulson restarted the vehicle and continued driving.

They also asked Natasha if she was feeling unwell and if she needed to go to the hospital.

"No need, Colson, I'm fine."

In response to Colson's concerned inquiry next to her, Natasha answered casually, a little absent-mindedly.

Thinking of the figure of Kayako that I had seen in the back seat earlier, the eerie and resentful appearance of that female corpse.

It's always on my mind now, I can't shake it off.

Natasha muttered to herself.

"That's strange, is it just my imagination...?"

......

At the same time.

Now, at the headquarters of Stark Industries, in the top-floor office of Stark Tower.

Tony Stark is in his office, developing the latest version of the Mark armor.

His desk was covered with all sorts of mechanical metal materials, as well as tools such as gears and hammers.

Furthermore, Tony had cut the landline on the table next to him and turned off the power.

Since I voluntarily revealed my identity as "Iron Man" during a media interview some time ago.

This immediately caused a huge uproar in public opinion, and subsequently, interviews and invitations from various media outlets poured in.

I am really annoyed by it.

He simply cut the phone line and locked himself in his office to focus on developing the latest model of the Mark armor.

Soon, after a while of busy work, Tony got up and lay down on the recliner in the room to rest.

Just then, Tony's gaze fell on a videotape placed above the television screen.

Chapter 8 Jarvis, turn off this videotape! Jarvis: Unresponsive!

The videotape in front of you is known as the Death Tape.

I received it from a friend a few nights ago while attending a private club party hosted by a friend.

According to friends at the club, who were chatting at the party.

Anyone who watches this videotape will die mysteriously and bizarrely within seven days, and none will escape it.

The death toll has now reached dozens.

Therefore, this videotape was secretly referred to as the "death tape" at bar gatherings.

Every time we drink, gamble, or play some exciting games...

Everyone described the act of daring to watch this videotape as "a game for the brave."

At the party, I got into a fight with another customer over a hostess who was flirting with him.

—Although looking back now, it was actually an extremely stupid thing to do.

However, under the influence of alcohol, he got carried away with making a bet with the other party.

He made a bet with the other party, using whether or not he dared to watch the videotape as the stake, so he later brought the videotape back and put it here.

"..."

Now, in his spare time, Tony thought about the various legends surrounding this videotape, and after a moment's thought, he got up and inserted the videotape into the television set.

Then he spoke to the empty room in front of him.

"Javis, play this videotape for me!"

"Okay, sir!"

Jarvis's voice answered.

Jarvis is an artificial intelligence system that it developed and created itself, and can act according to its own instructions.

Inside the room, Jarvis's smart network is omnipresent, allowing him to control any appliance and facility in the room through Jarvis.

Next, the television screen began playing the videotape, after some white noise and screen flickering.

The first thing that appeared on the television screen was a forest in the wild. In the middle of the forest, there was a dry well in a clearing, surrounded by few trees.

Tony leaned back in the recliner, holding a glass of chlorophyll-infused vegetable juice.

Used to alleviate palladium poisoning caused by energy radiation from an energy reactor inserted in the chest area.

Tony lay on the recliner, looking somewhat bored as he stared at the dry well on the television screen in front of him.

I don't know what's so interesting about this videotape; it just looks like there's a dry well.

However, as the images continued to flash, Tony suddenly noticed a pale arm reaching out from the dry well in front of him.

Then, from the other arm, a strange woman with disheveled hair and dressed entirely in white crawled out of the dry well.

After climbing out of the dry well, it began to stagger towards the television screen.

And the distance is getting closer and closer.

"..."

Tony, who was feeling a bit bored, watched the strange woman's figure approaching the television screen.

As the woman's figure drew closer, he inexplicably felt a sense of unease.

So he gave the order to Jarvis, who was inside the room.

"Javis, pause the videotape playback for a moment!"

But after he gave the order, there was no response; the videotape in front of him was still playing.

"Javis, didn't you hear me? I told you to turn off this videotape right now!"

Tony raised his voice.

"I'm sorry, sir, I've been trying to turn off the videotape, but I can't. The television seems to be unresponsive..."

Jarvis replied in a somewhat helpless voice.

"what?!"

Tony was startled by Jarvis's reply.

Jarvis can't even turn off the TV screen now?

Meanwhile, the pale figure of the woman, who was already close to the television screen, continued to approach.

Tony's unease grew stronger.

After a moment's thought, Tony's expression suddenly shifted, and he reached out and beckoned.

On the desk in front of me, several metal plates that I made myself seemed to be responding to the call of the metal chip that I had implanted in the subcutaneous tissue of my arm.

Then it took to the air and flew towards him.

Tony stretched out his hand, and "bang bang~~" several pieces of iron wrapped around his palm, combining to form an arm guard that gleamed with a metallic sheen.

Tony aimed his palm at the television screen in front of him, and with a loud bang, the energy of the palm cannon exploded.

In an instant, the television screen in front of him was smashed into shards of glass, which scattered all over the floor.

After the television screen was shattered, only a large number of wires and transistors remained.

The strange woman on the television screen also disappeared without a trace.

"call......"

Now, Tony breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and walked over to the television.

Looking at the shattered television screen, he thought about how Jarvis had just lost control of the television.

And then there's that eerie, deathly pale female figure on the television screen; judging from her movements just now, it's as if she's about to step out of the television screen.

"Javis, troubleshoot the reason why the TV control malfunctioned!"

Tony said.

"Okay, sir."

Jarvis responded respectfully.

"Also, record the playback of the videotape we just recorded, help me test the walking speed of that white woman after she climbed out of the well, and the maximum distance she could reach the TV screen, calculate the maximum time it would take for her to reach the screen, and determine the safety threshold."

With a voice full of interest, Tony commanded Jarvis, "I want to see what's going on with this videotape!"