() Nick Fury used his one eye to glance at Coleson who was standing meticulously at the desk.

He is very optimistic about this subordinate, the other party has all the qualities of a leader, and he only needs a little tempering before someone can inherit his position.

Although inheriting the position of "director" is not a good thing for ordinary people.

There are too many troubles and disputes, even he himself is sometimes messed up.

The two small bags were put aside, and Nick Fury took out the files first. A total of 23 people died and involved gangs and traded people. There were a dozen pages!

When did he manage these? But out of trust in his subordinates, he began to watch it seriously.

The weird death form, the camera that couldn't see the appearance, and the large number of experimental reports.

The last sentence...nothing was found!

Nick Fury's eyebrows frowned, forming a "Chuan" in the middle of his eyebrows. It was obvious that he did not have a very good view of the events written on the paper.

The subordinates have already used all the experimental methods he usually uses.

Most of the dead humans do not have any wounds, and even those with wounds will not be fatal.

There are residual toxins in the body, but they are all poison x. If these gang members don't have that thing in their bodies, it is doubtful.

"DaDaDa..."

The black chief tapped the tabletop with his fingers, very rhythmic, but he was in a different mood.

"Has the suspect been locked?"

"Sorry, according to the investigation of all the cameras, accommodation records, or personnel searches, we have nothing to gain."

"But." Coleson habitually puts his hands in front of him and folds and holds them. "Height, age, gender, and quality are all roughly judged."

Nick Fury nodded, "I can't find anyone on these?"

"Yes, Chief. The other party seems to have disappeared completely, without a trace."

"How about on-site protection? What about the people who are buying and selling?"

Coulson raised his hand and gestured slightly, "You will know by opening the remaining two bags. But... one of the things was discovered by me investigating the archives during World War II."

"During World War II?" Nick Fury never let go of his frowning brows. For an ordinary human trafficking case, why could it be involved in World War II, the ghost knows!

"Stab it."

Opening the small bag with the metal inside, a silver metal product slipped into the hands of the black chief.

The carving craftsmanship is perfect, but the symbol it represents... is by no means simple!

Nick Fury's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle eye! Before Coleson could say anything, he stuffed the thing into the bag.

He left the chair, walked back with the unopened bag, and glanced back, "Coleson, come with me."

"okay."

Coulson was not surprised by the fact that there was a cubicle in the secretary's office, but it was the first time he saw such a tightly guarded "compartment".

Even he, who has always been in a calm mood, couldn't help but raise his brows.

Nick Fury turned around and nodded secretly in his heart when he saw Coleson doing this.

"Go ahead, there is no one here, we can talk about this in detail."

When the chief took out the silver-white metal product again, Coulson saw unprecedented solemnity on his face.

"Do you know what this is?" the black chief asked.

Coleson immediately sat upright, "According to the system scan in the bureau, my authority only tells me that it came from the Second World War, and..."

"Did you destroy the search data?"

"Please rest assured, it is completely destroyed."

Nick Fury nodded, but he still felt uneasy. When the matter was dealt with, he had to destroy it again by himself.

"According to your information report, this was found from that group of gang members?"

"Yes, Director. But there is only one."

"One?" Nick Fury took out the silver-white metal product again, which was portrayed as "lifelike." It reminded him of the car in the game.

The car logo above seems to be just like this.

It is still unclear what the other party means, and there is too little information, even the masters of the reasoning world will go crazy when they come here.

What's more, they can't know about this, but in the game, there are not a few who do this kind of work.

And this metal object may have been left by the "suspect", otherwise...why did it only appear on a corpse?

And the gang in the small town, did they stay away?

He didn't want to be preached by the group of World Security Council guys.

How can I do?

Nick Fury hadn't made up his mind yet, seeing another packet that hadn't been sealed, his eyes flashed.

Hope... there is something useful in it.

Until he was shaking for a long time and only one long hair floated out of the bag, his strong heart still couldn't help but twitch.

With questions in his eyes, he looked at Colson.

With all the good qualities of an agent, he immediately answered the director's question, "According to personnel analysis, the suspect is a female, and this hair is very likely to be left over from her."

"Really?" Nick Fury squeezed the long hair and looked at it intently.

In fact, in his heart, the other party must be an extremely powerful criminal master, and it is simply a fantasy to leave his DNA traces at the location of the crime.

But the facts lay in front of him, making him think of multiple hypotheses in an instant.

"Director, we have this hair on record, and we are comparing it with all American citizens. If she is an American, I believe she will be arrested soon."

"You all know that people like black hair, women, and body types should be very few in the United States, and it is impossible that they will not be screened until now."

Coleson did not speak, tacitly acquiescing to the director's speculation, but the truth is also true.

Nick Fury turned around and saw the silver metalwork ~lightnovelpub.net~ and his heart was tight, "Are there any queries from other countries?"

Coleson quickly said: "It's impossible, they won't allow us to do this at all, and...if it goes on like this, the manpower, material resources, and time...are extremely huge.

Nick Fury put the things away carefully, "Well, Coleson, you go out first, I will take care of other things."

Coulson nodded and was about to exit the compartment.

"That's right." Nick Fury called to him again, "Who else saw the metalwork besides you?"

"A few processing staff have seen it."

"Give me the list of personnel involved in this operation, especially those who saw metal products, so please mark them."

"Okay, Director."

After Coleson went out, Nick Fury kept his eyes fixed on the two small bags, and finally got his eyes tight, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked outside.