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Chapter 182 You, Crow, Truly Delight Me (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

"That's impossible. I haven't done that in a long time."

After listening to Jason's description, Logan replied without hesitation.

This guy saw a girl whose bones contained metal and assumed she was his child—that's just wishful thinking.

Besides, doesn't Logan know better than they do whether he's left behind any offspring?

"How long is 'a long time'?" Jason asked. "I think that girl's bone age is over ten years."

"Let's assume you haven't had sex since that night, but what about before that? You must have, right?"

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Peter felt a little embarrassed by this topic, not because he was a virgin.

Instead, Jason delivered these words in a very serious manner, which was rather... awkward.

"That's impossible. I definitely don't have any children alive," Logan said definitively.

"Fine, you've got nothing better to do all day anyway, why don't you come with me and see for yourself?"

Logan was about to refuse when Hawkeye appeared behind the three of them, shouting, "Hey! Guys, so you're here. We're about to interrogate Bullseye, wanna come join us?!"

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Is it something to be happy about when you interrogate Bullseye?!

And why does Logan suddenly feel like he's making a choice?

Bullseye was someone he didn't want to see at all.

Because every time I see this person, I think of that wonderful night.

This option should obviously be ruled out.

What remains is...

Damn Logan!

You're actually making a choice!

"I'll go with you, but listen carefully, I won't do anything," Logan said.

"Whatever."

Jason turned his head, gesturing for Logan to follow him.

Seeing this, Peter also chose to follow.

This is the first mission for the contracted trio, there's no reason not to go!

It's a shame that Oz is missing.

But if Oz were there, Logan probably wouldn't agree to Jason's request no matter what.

Seeing the inexplicable bond that had formed between the three, Hawkeye couldn't help but ask, "What's going on with you guys?! Where are you going? Are you even coming back???"

"I'll be back soon."

Hawkeye stood with his hands on his hips, watching the three leave.

"Why don't you come with us to interrogate Bullseye?! It won't cause any problems!"

Presidential Palace.

The great Red Skull has begun his daily appreciation once again.

Admiring the spoils of his defeated opponents in front of the glass display case has become an indispensable part of his life.

If he did it less often, he felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

Therefore, Red Skull stood in front of the display case, gazing at the neatly stacked spoils of war before him.

He suddenly felt the wrinkles in his super cerebral cortex being smoothed out and stretched in an instant.

There was an inexplicable feeling of relaxation throughout my body, like strolling along a forest path.

"Hmm~"

Red Skull put his hands behind his back, squinted, and enjoyed the sticky feeling of his battle suit, which hadn't been washed for over a decade.

It felt like I was inside a lump of jelly.

Steve, so this is the source of your confidence that allows you to fight others all day long?

It turned out to be the case.

I should have put on my uniform sooner.

The red skull thought to itself, its ears suddenly twitching.

He was quite familiar with the sound of footsteps outside.

It seems my subordinates are about to report on those heroes again.

Goodnight, Captain. I'll come see you again tomorrow.

After saying goodbye to his beloved Captain America shield, Red Skull walked out of the exhibition hall and immediately saw his subordinates.

"How's the situation now?" Red Skull asked.

"Bulleye has been captured by Hawkeye and his team," the subordinate replied.

"So fast?" Red Skull was slightly surprised.

Bullseye's defeat was not unexpected for Red Skull, but what surprised him was how quickly it happened!

How long has it been?

one day?

"Is he dead?" the Red Skull asked again.

"No, the Necromancer's Lock on Bullseye is still connected to us," the subordinate said.

Necromancer's Lock.

Actually, it's an auxiliary aiming device modified by Red Skull from Bullseye, which is essentially the metallic facial tissue on the opponent's face.

He can help Bullseye calculate the trajectory of the bullet, saving some unnecessary trouble during the assassination mission.

Since he provided the technology to Bullseye, it would be natural that Hydra would be used in this technology.

Oh, sorry everyone, we should call it S.H.I.E.L.D. now.

It's their S.H.I.E.L.D. eavesdropping technology.

So Red Skull decided to go to the technical department to check out the situation on the other side using the Necromancer's Lock on Bullseye's body.

After walking for a few minutes, Red Skull arrived at the technology room.

His gaze didn't immediately fall on the technicians in white coats, but instead landed on the person on the table who was eating fries...

A crow?

"When did you get a crow as a pet?"

Red Skull reached out to pet the raven, but was glared at in return.

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A crow that understands human nature.

Do you think my hands are dirty?

Red Skull looked down at his hands. He was still wearing Captain America's gloves, which were stained with bloodstains from more than ten years ago and looked extremely dirty.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is not one of our crows, it..."

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The technician swallowed hard, a little worried that his next words might provoke the president's anger.

After all, if he said that the crow had come to his door out of nowhere specifically to steal the fries he had bought, he would be in trouble.

His Excellency the President would probably slap him on the spot.

"Speak."

Red Skull nodded slightly. Washing hands was out of the question; he would never do it in his entire life.

Taking off the gloves was out of the question; they were his nemesis's gloves!

How could you take your clothes off for a crow?!

"This crow appeared here suddenly..."

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The technician pointed at the crow munching on the fries, as if the fries were some rare and precious food, making the crow's eyes roll back in disbelief.

"Oh, so this crow just came here out of nowhere?" Red Skull asked.

"right..

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Upon hearing this, Red Skull became very interested.

He knew that many people were prejudiced against crows, believing them to be a symbol of misfortune.

But he doesn't think so.

Crows are not an omen of bad luck; they are a symbol of good fortune!

In a world controlled by him today, the appearance of this raven is an affirmation of the sinful empire he built!

They couldn't have come here just to eat fries, could they?

Stop joking!

The red skull gazed at the feathers on the gray raven and couldn't resist reaching out to touch them.

But seeing the other person's incredibly perceptive look of disgust, he stopped himself.

Do you want him to take off Steve's gloves?

no way!

"What's going on with Bullseye?"

Red Skull decided to temporarily turn his attention away from the crow; he needed to get down to business.

"Take a look."

Several technicians then connected to the Necrolocks on Bullseye's body and saw what was happening within Bullseye's field of vision.

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