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Daisy walked through and discovered that this bar was filled entirely with women, all beautifully dressed, and could even be said to be revealing. Are foreign bars like this? She felt a bit dizzy and found it strange. How could an old man like Professor Pym come to a place like this?
She carefully examined the bar's setup, similar to what she had seen in the information, but the decorations seemed a bit different.
Approaching the bar, she ordered a whiskey, using the noisy environment to ease the previous awkward atmosphere and, at the same time, surveyed her surroundings.
Hill casually ordered a drink and said a couple of things, but the sound system was too loud, and Daisy couldn't hear anything.
In frustration, she could only speak in Daisy's ear.
She moved a little slower, and at this moment Daisy turned her head and looked in her direction.
Without accident, the earlobe and the lips came into contact once, and Daisy was dumbfounded.
This guy usually has an aura that usually pushes everyone away, why are you now secretly kissing her ears? Does she have ulterior thoughts about yourself?!!
Hill was also speechless, her lips parted slightly, and she forgot what she was going to say.
After ten seconds, rubbing her forehead with her fingers vigorously, she was back to normal, and she whispered, "Let's split up to investigate. I'll go talk to people, and you check if the bar has any secret doors or hidden rooms."
Without waiting for Daisy's response, she quickly ran to the other side.
The elder sister finally left! Daisy watched her depart, breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time thought of the problem that she would eventually have to face.
A man or a woman? Man was eliminated in the first place, it was really unacceptable to her.
A woman can be considered, after all, she looks very seductive... after a while, she lowered her head and began to concentrate on her work.
Hill left, and Daisy took out her tablet. A woman with heavy makeup walked up, flirtishly saying something in Hungarian to her.
Daisy couldn't understand a word, impatiently waving her hand at the woman's strong perfume scent.
The woman left in disappointment.
Cursing internally, Daisy hacked into the bar's computer but found nothing. She could only search for clues on the Budapest police station's external network.
She dismissed two women who seemed ready to chat along the way, confused about whether all Hungarians were so hospitable?
As the sound of high heels approached, Hill returned.
"The staff says the bar is booked for tonight, seems they're hosting some kind of party," Hill shared the information she gathered.
"Then most likely, we won't find any information about Dr. Pym here. Shall we head back?" Daisy suggested.
"Continue the mission; we might find regular customers," Hill put herself as the leader. Daisy felt she was a bit presumptuous but didn't argue given her lack of experience.
The bar became more crowded, making it difficult for her to proceed with the intrusion. Intrusion with a small tablet in a public place might be possible for top-notch hackers, but she didn't have that level of skill.
Putting away the tablet, sitting idly wasn't an option. They had only casually known each other before, so Daisy started chatting with Hill to avoid an awkward silence.
Curious about this legendary woman who had taken over S.H.I.E.L.D. several times in the original timeline, Daisy wondered what experiences had set her apart among numerous skilled agents.
The bar entered the preparation phase, and the music became soothing. Finally, they could chat without shouting into each other's ears. With Daisy's enhanced physique supporting her alcohol tolerance, and Hill having undergone rigorous training, they could enjoy their drinks with gusto.
"I've never had the chance to ask, but your job as the deputy to the director must have kept you quite busy, right?" Daisy leaned on her elbow, body leaning against the bar, and asked curiously.
Daisy didn't realize what she had done, as her side of her body was completely exposed to Hill's eyes, and the former deputy glanced at certain key parts subconsciously.
"Very busy. The director's demands were extremely strict. Actually... I'm not the deputy anymore. I'm not much different from you guys now," Hill admitted. She had always been bothered by this, unable to understand what she did wrong to be kicked out and sent back to school again? Did she unintentionally commit a serious mistake? She had no idea!
Daisy was startled by her statement that she was no longer the deputy. This was seriously inconsistent with her memories.
Maria Hill was Nick Fury's most important assistant. If even that had changed, Daisy couldn't be sure what the future will look like.
Her expression turned somewhat serious, and Hill thought Daisy was expressing sympathy for her, and pretended to be nonchalant with a forced smile.
"Without those responsibilities, just carrying out missions is quite nice."
The two didn't delve into work-related matters much. Hill had her own principles of confidentiality, and Daisy simply wasn't interested. She could talk for half an hour about the origins of the Five Gods of the Universe, but the missions and tasks of secret agents were not her cup of tea.
After work, the conversation naturally shifted to family.
Happy families were alike, but unhappy families each had their misfortunes.
Daisy's childhood was a motivational story of resistance against violence and racial discrimination. Living in an orphanage required not only intelligence and strength but also an indomitable character, something her predecessor did well.
Hill was born in Chicago on a day when the temperature dropped below minus forty-four degrees. As a result, her mother froze to death in the hospital on that day, and her father never liked her. Even if child Hill was outstanding, she never received a word of praise. The relationship between father and daughter was like that of strangers.
"Actually, a life like yours as an orphan isn't bad. At least you don't carry those burdens," Hill remarked.
"I envy you having parents. Unlike me, all alone," Daisy said insincerely.
They both downed a glass, pouring out their sorrows on each other, which brought their relationship closer.
In reality, few people with happy families were willing to become agents. They all had their own troubles, but these were usually left unspoken.
"I started training at sixteen. I've had basically no normal life. Every time I passed by New York, I just hurried through, never paying attention to the lives of ordinary people," Hill spoke with envy in her tone towards ordinary folks.
Daisy smiled bitterly, "Everyone has their own troubles. Ordinary people also envy your extraordinary skills. Let me tell you, two months ago, I ran into a perverted old woman who wanted to gouge out my eyes!"
This gruesome topic instantly caught Hill's attention. She was surprised, "And what happened later? Did you come to S.H.I.E.L.D. because of that?"
Daisy shook her head, "No, not exactly. The crazy old woman escaped. I exposed her to the New York Police Department. Whether she'll retaliate or not, I have no idea. Coming to S.H.I.E.L.D. did have some implications to take refuge though."
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