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Who is provoking me? Is it Hydra? AIM? The Hand? Or even people from the Republican Party?
There are too many options, so many that she can't guess the target.
"Everything is normal, I will handle this matter," she instructed the person in charge to keep it confidential, and then took away the surveillance video.
Back at her residence, she watched the video repeatedly twice, but found no clues. The other party was very professional.
The hospital's computers were also clean; the other party simply copied the data without causing any damage.
"Is it aimed at me, or Obama, or just for money? Or is it for the research on the Wolverine gene?" Several options were listed, and she felt they were all possible.
Even S.H.I.E.L.D. was suspected in this matter. Instead of involving people from the agency in the investigation, she made a video call to the Port of Mandipoor in Southeast Asia.
When Viper received her call, she was swimming. This beautiful snake never forgot to exude her charm, spending quite some time in front of the camera finding the so-called "most beautiful" angle before picking up the call.
"What does the future director of S.H.I.E.L.D. want from me?" she asked flirtatiously.
"Is someone targeting me in the underground circles recently?"
Viper gave her a disdainful look. "You're being naive. Your name has been circulating in small circles all along, you just don't know it."
Daisy was speechless for a moment. She felt her question was too broad. "I mean, is there any information targeting the ALS treatment hospital?"
Viper thought for a moment, snapped her fingers in the distance, and a tall woman brought her a tablet. She quickly glanced through it.
"There are 155 messages wanting to monopolize the formula, 39 wanting to kidnap the relevant personnel, 25 of which want to kidnap you. These guys seem to be unaware of your strength, pitiful, tut..." Viper commented as she flipped through the messages.
Daisy felt a headache coming on. Was she really such an easy target in public?
Upon careful consideration, there is actually nothing wrong...
"Your formula is developed based on the Wolverine gene, right?" Viper said as if she had already figured it out.
Viper had been studying the Wolverine self-healing gene with the old Yashida for several years. Daisy didn't think she could hide it from her and nodded frankly.
"It's too much, the relationships are complex. It's better if you don't know," Viper said with a poignant expression, yawning charmingly. Unfortunately, her seductive gaze was wasted on the blind.
Daisy didn't even notice her expression. Thoughts raced through her mind, two little people fighting in her head, one urging her to remain ignorant, the other pushing her to investigate and eliminate anyone who dared to plot against her!
"Let me guess, those who know my strength wouldn't send so few people, and those who don't... wouldn't see me as a threat either. So it's not aimed at me, none of your hundred or more messages meet the standard."
She continued to analyze, counting on her fingers. "It's not aimed at Obama either. The political environment and game rules don't allow any party to use force to solve problems. If someone does, they will die miserably."
After eliminating several possibilities, the answer remained: "It's aimed at the Wolverine's self-healing gene, or rather, that genetic data, right?"
She looked back at Viper. "Why are you babbling about more than a hundred people targeting me? In fact, you know in your heart, you even know who did it, don't you? Ophelia?"
Viper's gaze shifted slightly, and it took her a while before she said, "This has nothing to do with you. You should know that my network is large, and many people are involved..."
Daisy pressed on, cutting her off directly: "But we are friends, and you and those guys are just partners in interests, right?"
Viper really wanted to say that I am not familiar with you, but faced with Daisy's seemingly sincere gaze, she could only evade, "Actually, it has nothing to do with you, just a small matter..."
"Is it the military?" Daisy said with certainty. Viper hesitated for a moment, neither nodding nor shaking her head.
"Oh, I see. It's the famous Weapon X program, right?" Daisy's tone carried conviction.
This time, Viper's expression finally changed a bit. She didn't expect Daisy to know about the Weapon X program, but she didn't asl about Daisy's source of information. Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing; there is no third option.
However, the truth of the matter was quite amusing. Daisy was guessing it; otherwise, how would she have any information channels?
The Weapon X program, to describe it as well-known within certain circles, would not be an exaggeration. The Wolverine with his steel bones and iron muscles was the experimental product of this program.
This program, or organization, early on created Wolverine, in the middle stage gave rise to Deadpool, and years later also produced X-23.
The Weapon X program had a long history, being a large-scale secret experimental project funded by the military. It hadn't ceased to exist from the Cuban Missile Crisis in 1962 to the year Wolverine died in 2029, spanning at least 70 years.
In some ways, this experimental project had a longer and more covert duration than Peggy Carter and Howard Stark's establishment of S.H.I.E.L.D.
At least in 2029, they were still able to cultivate Wolverine's clones, with no interruptions in terms of funds or technology.
Meanwhile, their S.H.I.E.L.D. squad led by Coulson had probably reached rock bottom in 2029, relying entirely on scavenged equipment.
Daisy didn't dare to provoke such a resilient organization. She instantly retreated.
But she wasn't one to back down easily; she knew the Weapon X program was formidable, but Viper didn't know that, at least not the future intelligence.
Daisy coughed. "They won't covet my abilities, right? I explain that I'm not a mutant, but I'm afraid they won't listen?"
Viper inwardly rolled her eyes. Who cares about your "powerful" ability? What research value does that ability have?
But she wouldn't say that. Although their acquaintance was a bit absurd, Daisy was her only "friend".
"They won't notice you; I promise."
The conversation between the two quickly ended. With so many people on Earth, no one would pay attention if there weren't earth-shattering events. Plus, with Viper covering for her, Daisy felt quite safe.
Back at the hospital, she chose to report to the police. The police made a chaotic scene while gathering evidence, and afterward, Daisy completely ignored it, letting the police handle it however they wanted.
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Night fell, men and women in colorful clothes walked the streets, and amidst the dazzling lights, the city's hustle and bustle truly began.
Pedestrians on the roadside leaned on each other, vehicles crisscrossed back and forth, appearing even more vibrant than during the day.
Daisy looked at the lively scene outside the window, feeling a bit out of place in this big environment. Stirring her coffee with a spoon, she fell into deep thought.
"Waiting for a long time?" Hill's voice sounded in her ear.
Her voice was a bit hurried. Daisy turned to look, and today, Hill wasn't wearing the usual uniform but had changed into a T-shirt and denim skirt, adding a bit of femininity while maintaining an overall rugged style.
Of course, Daisy's attire was similar.
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