Chapter 145 Patient No. 0
Chapter 145 Patient No. 0
After Qin Wuying and Coulson learned the location of that group's camp—
They immediately rushed there without stopping.
The killer's next target could very well be any one of them.
"S.H.I.E.L.D., gentlemen, please do not go anywhere."
Inside the spacious garage, several firefighters were sitting together, leisurely playing cards.
Clearly, they were somewhat surprised by the sudden arrival of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Sir, we haven't done anything wrong."
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from the inner room. His face was weak and dark, and he was slightly overweight.
This person immediately caught Qin Wuying's attention.
Logically speaking, it's unusual for a firefighter to have such poor physical fitness and health.
"Cloth is dead, and so is Frank," Coulson calmly announced the deaths of his comrades.
Everyone was instantly shocked and couldn't accept the news for a moment.
This also includes the middle-aged man who just came out.
Based on my first impression, he doesn't seem to be that suspicious.
"What's your name? Would you mind talking to us?"
After observing her surroundings, Qin Wuying finally focused her gaze on this man.
Whether he is the murderer or not, he seems to be hiding something.
"I'm Diaz, sir. Please come in." The man named Diaz wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Coulson and Qin Wuying exchanged a glance; he also knew that this sub-healthy state was abnormal.
The two followed Diaz into the inner room and casually found chairs to sit down.
Just as Qin Wuying was about to ask a question, she suddenly noticed something that shouldn't be there.
"Agent Simonster, I'm sending you holographic photos of the scene. Analyze them."
On that miscellaneous shelf used to store various items, there was actually a Zeta Swiss soldier's helmet!
Following Qin Wuying's gaze, Coulson also saw it and immediately sensed something was wrong.
S.H.I.E.L.D. conducted a search after the Battle of New York and recovered as many dropped alien items and equipment as possible.
"Sir, you'd better put your hands up." Coulson drew his pistol and aimed it at Diaz.
If this helmet is misused, it could very well become a murder weapon.
Moreover, the involvement of extraterrestrial technology also provides a good explanation for the static electricity-related killing phenomenon that shouldn't exist on Earth.
"I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't do anything!"
Upon seeing the pistol, Diaz panicked immediately, but he did not escape through the back door, nor did he attempt to resist.
His bewildered and confused expression made it seem as if he wasn't lying.
"Never mind," Qin Wuying said, putting his hand on Coulson's shoulder and telling him to put the gun down first.
"Calm down, explain yourself properly. How did you get this helmet, and what was it for?"
If force didn't work, Qin Wuying decided to try a softer approach.
After taking several gulps of strong liquor, Diaz finally made up his mind and slowly began to speak.
It turns out that after the Battle of New York, several firefighters stole a Chitauri helmet and hid it here.
After placing it on the shelf, the group didn't touch it until a few days ago—
"How were things a few days ago?" Qin Wuying felt that the truth was right in front of her.
"Last week, we found that the helmet was rusty, so we just wiped it with a towel. That's all."
Qin Wuying and Coulson looked at each other, somewhat puzzled.
Could it be that you've stored up enough static electricity to kill people just by wiping yourselves with towels?
Let's leave the analysis to people who are truly qualified.
"Sir, I'm afraid it's not rust..." said Agent Simonster, who had overheard the whole thing.
While she was interrogating the firefighters, she was actively conducting research in the Airbus laboratory.
"Not rust? Then what is it?" Qin Wuying frowned.
"It's probably an alien virus..." Agent Simon's voice was tinged with excitement.
"What?!" Coulson was so startled that he jumped up from his chair and took several steps back.
At that moment, he saw a wire levitating behind Diaz.
In other words, the other party also carries a deadly static electricity.
If it really was caused by a virus, then Diaz would already be an infected person.
He might just be patient zero.
Earthlings don't have any antibodies against the viruses from the Chitauri.
Seeing Qin Wuying and Coulson distance themselves from him, Diaz, puzzled, spread his hands.
Worse still, according to previous full incident reports, the presence of floating objects is usually a sign of an impending static electricity outburst.
Well then, Mr. Diaz is unfortunate; he is not far from death.
Turning around and seeing the barbed wire hanging in mid-air, Diaz realized what was happening and collapsed to the ground in despair.
"Commander Qin, please take the rest of the group and leave immediately."
Coulson looked at Qin Wuying, then calmly sat down on the table and helped Diaz up.
Without asking any further questions, Qin Wuying immediately used his magic to teleport all the nearby agents out of the dangerous building.
He understood that Coulson, who had "died once," wanted to use his own experience to help Diaz leave peacefully in the end.
This was his unique tenderness towards the dying.
Over the next few minutes, Coulson unilaterally cut off the communication and spoke with Diaz alone.
Everyone else waited quietly at the entrance of the fire station for the final result.
Only when Coulson's steady footsteps sounded did everyone finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boom—Bang!" No sooner had Coulson left than static electricity erupted inside the room.
But there were no screams, nor any unnecessary destruction.
"Immediately call the 'Sandbox' team to handle this. Everyone stay away from Coulson and me."
Qin Wuying, who had been keeping her distance from the team, took out her phone as she spoke.
The so-called "sandbox" is a biological research and processing facility under S.H.I.E.L.D.
A large number of staff members quickly arrived in protective suits and scanned to confirm that Qin Wuying and Coulson were not infected.
The virus carried by the Chitauri must be isolated, otherwise it could very likely damage the ecosystem.
It's rare that this virus can also reside in humans.
But the research on it is not over yet.
Upon returning to Airbus, Coulson, as usual, visited the laboratory to observe Simonster's research.
"Sir, did you know? I've figured out how this virus spreads."
"Really? I won't get infected if I stand near you, right?" Coulson said with a smile.
After all, he was very close to Diaz just now, and he wasn't infected by the virus.
"Yes," Agent Simonster said, his voice trembling with excitement, "it actually spreads by triggering static electricity."
She continued her work as she spoke.
Coulson's expression gradually stiffened; he clearly saw—
Behind Agent Simonster, a metal detector floats.
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