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On the highways of Siberia, several armed vehicles were advancing.
In the leading vehicle's rear seat, a man with a monocle over his right eye was browsing through the documents in his hand. At this moment, a piercing ringtone sounded, and he casually picked up the phone placed next to him.
"Sir, our Base No. 3 has been destroyed."
"What?"
Hearing this news, the man, who had been indifferent, immediately put down the documents in his hand and asked urgently, "The base with the twins?"
"Yes, about an hour ago, the signal from Base No. 3 suddenly disappeared. When our surrounding personnel went to check, they found the base destroyed, collapsed entirely, and everyone inside was dead. We used heavy excavators and found that the twins were missing."
"How could the base collapse? Was it attacked by enemies, or did the twins lose control?"
"From the surveillance footage, we found someone suddenly appearing in the prison holding Wanda. Seifer ordered the soldiers to capture and kill the intruder, but it seemed they were controlled by some force, and then those three people suddenly vanished."
"The base then started to shake and collapsed, burying everyone inside."
The detailed report came from the other end of the phone.
"Damn it, mind control? Our base is equipped with defenses against psychic attacks. Who could control our people? Do we know who it is?"
"No, we searched but found no information about that person in the data network. The facial recognition didn't match anyone."
"Damn it, use all our forces to find him. I don't care who he is, I want him dead, and I want the twins back."
"Yes, sir."
Hanging up the phone, the man's hand gripped the phone so tightly in anger that his veins bulged, and his face turned extremely grim.
The twins, which were hard to find, had recently been discovered to possess uncontrollable power, making him aware of their uniqueness. Unexpectedly, before he could go to the base, it had been destroyed, and the twins were missing.
"Who could it be? Such a hidden base, who could locate it? Viper? Zemo? Whitehall? Or that new guy?"
"No matter who it is, I won't let you get away with it."
...
Long Island Estate.
The luxurious estate welcomed two guests, a pair of fourteen-year-old twins dressed in gray hoodies and sweatpants, led by none other than Bi Xiao.
These twins were, of course, Wanda and Pietro.
The twins had never seen such a luxurious estate, with its opulent outdoor facilities and buildings, lawns, gardens, cobblestone paths, distant beaches, and forests that seemed endless. The scenery was so picturesque that one saw not just an estate but wealth.
The place dazzled the twins, their eyes darting around in amazement.
Internally, they marveled at how such a man like Bi Xiao owned such a luxurious estate.
Entering the residence, a beautiful housekeeper approached, followed by equally beautiful maids, who respectfully greeted, "Sir."
"Wanda and Pietro will be living in the estate from now on. Prepare their rooms and take them to wash up and get new clothes."
"Yes, Ms. Wanda, Mr. Pietro, I am your dedicated housekeeper. Please follow me."
The housekeeper gracefully invited Wanda and Pietro, making a welcoming gesture.
"Don't be shy. This will be your home from now on."
Bi Xiao smiled at the two kids and then went to the bar. After consulting with a maid, he was served a cocktail, which he found quite good. Although he disliked the taste of alcohol and never got drunk, he preferred sweet and sour cocktails.
The twins, very obedient, were in awe of the place, which immediately subdued them.
They followed the housekeeper to the luxurious rooms on the second floor. Since Bi Xiao was the only resident, most rooms were vacant.
The room's opulence was apparent, each twin having their own room with an excellent view of the sea, the fountain below, the garden, and the forest vegetation.
The housekeeper called two maids to serve Wanda and Pietro.
They prepared the bath, towels, shower gel, shampoo, hair dryer, and so forth, ensuring utmost care.
The twins, who had never received such service, were a bit flustered but soon soaked in the bathtub, scrubbing themselves clean.
The perfect temperature of the bath almost made the twins fall asleep in the tub.
Thankfully, the maids were there to assist. After bathing, the twins changed into new clothes, which the maids had tailored to their measurements. A call was made to a brand company serving the wealthy, and clothes were delivered by the company's car.
This was the advantage of being part of a union, which had connections with various brands to provide the best service to employers.
Though expensive, it ensured the best service.
Such is the nature of American high society; their quality of life is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Once dressed in new clothes, the twins were led by the maids to the estate's dining room.
It was not a candle-lit dinner with wine, but rather a family-like gathering.
The dining table, located by the floor-to-ceiling windows, was small, suitable for four people, allowing them to enjoy the meal while gazing at the scenery outside.
In the bright sunlight, one's appetite would naturally increase.
"Very nice, serve the dishes." The twins sat down somewhat reservedly. Bi Xiao complimented their new attire and then instructed the maid waiting respectfully beside him.
The maid nodded and placed the prepared dishes from the warming cart onto the table.
Considering the twins' place of origin, today's lunch was not Chinese but rather Eastern European cuisine.
With a single call, chefs from any country could be brought in.
The meal included meat dumplings, borscht, cabbage rolls, caviar salmon crepes, black bread, salmon roe sandwiches, roasted piglet, roast meat, and more—exquisite and delicious.