Transformed Marvel Genius

Don't underestimate S.H.I.E.L.D.'s investigative and search capabilities. With clues, Coulson and others immediately followed up, from Dr. Octopus' call records, to his official mail sending and receiving information, to credit card usage records, and soon in a Annabella was found on the string list.

"Unbelievable, only seven years old."

Even after finding out the sending and receiving records of the two from the email, Coulson was still in disbelief. When he took the photo and rushed to the Weston Cambridge school with Agent May, Coulson still felt in a trance.

Standing on the banks of the Charles River, looking at the little kids running in the school, he touched his forehead: "God, Boston's hope is actually a 7-year-old girl."

It's as incredible as God telling Coulson one day that **** was black.

The two were strangers, and considering the young girl's emotions, even the agents could not take Anna away at will, in case the little girl did not cooperate.

So, they passed through the only acquaintance in the town of Weston—Anne Weaver, Dean of S.H.I.E.L.D.

When she found Anne Weaver, she happened to go to the school to deal with the Foundation files. When Coulson and the two reported their identities, Anne Weaver was not surprised at all. It seemed that she had expected such a day. After all, Anna is really incredible. Now, in less than a year at school, the Children's Services Protection Center has visited many times, all for Witty Anna, and even she was involved in Maya's assessment.

"Annabella participated in the school's science interest group, and should be in the laboratory now." It was Anna's head teacher, a mad teacher. The more familiar she became, the more she ignored the peculiarities of the people around her. After Anne Weaver's introduction , The mad teacher looked at the two agents in surprise, the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, who had never heard of it: "Are you in charge of the cooking class, or the cauldron of the military canteen?!"

Coulson felt that everyone in the world, except himself, would tell bad jokes. In order to prevent the mad teacher from continuing to dig deeper, he explained: "Anna has a recipe for donuts, and the Logistics Support Bureau hopes that Anna will help."

Or donuts, donuts with a diameter of more than 20 meters.

The mad teacher humbly expressed that he was very happy that his students could help the government solve the problem.

The first floor is surprisingly quiet. If it was learned from experience, people like Maya might know that there must be a child who is a demon.

The mad teacher didn't know, and took them to the third floor, so they heard the loud music, the sound of Bilibili was mixed with Japanese songs, and it was quite exciting.

The corner of the crazy teacher's mouth twitched. She finally found that all the students on the third floor, including the teaching assistant, had gathered in the science interest group laboratory. , from the first to the twelfth grade, more than fifty people gathered around the Tesla coil.

The oversized version was dragged by Anna from her home. The discharge voltage can reach hundreds of kilovolts, the peak current can reach 700 mA, and the maximum breakdown is 20 cm of air.

If there are senior people in the house industry here, you know that the coil input electric sound signal is the gun sister OP.

The electric light that flickers on my fingertips is my unchanging belief in this life...

Of course, the lunatic teacher was not in the mood to enjoy the music at all. She felt great anger towards the bear child at this time. The ozone and nitrogen oxides in the air were mixed together, and there was a strong fishy smell. The released carbon dioxide produced a large number of bubble points under the action of Henry's law, and the 1L Coke bottle spewed out Coke columns.

Coke splashed on the crazy teacher's hair, pouring the teacher like a chicken.

It was unbearable and unbearable. The mad teacher roared and turned off the switch among the dumbfounded students, opened the window glass fume hood, and stood behind the tall little Anna.

Wearing a metal woven electrical protective suit, Anna shook her head unconsciously. In less than a year, she had established a huge prestige at the Weston Cambridge School, from the first grade to the twelfth grade. Dogleg, today is to celebrate her success in ruling the party organized by Xinxing Village. She deliberately pulled out her electric voice coil from the small workshop. Together with her companions, waving a 6*200mm flat-blade screwdriver, she jumped high.

"The girl who changed the head and exploded the shell."

After a long time, when Anna saw that no one agreed, she turned around and saw the mad teacher behind her. She silently took off her protective clothing and cloak, unplugged the wires from the pegboard, and walked out of the door with a screwdriver, slowly.

Quiet……

"Come back to me!" The mad teacher didn't know Anna's routine, so she just waited to walk out of the door, Anna would run away, and every time she was brought back by the teacher because of her short legs.

Anna stopped, she really doesn't care, running away doesn't mean that Anna is afraid of the teacher, it is purely an attitude, it means that she doesn't want to confront the crazy teacher, but since the teacher called back on the spot, Anna can't directly refute the teacher's face .

So Anna stopped and lowered her head, expressing her shame and remorse for her behavior, and turned her gaze to Coulson and the others.

"I think, the two gentlemen are looking for me in a hurry, right?!" The words of the inquiry were affirmative.

Coulson smiled helplessly, the fishy smell in the air still gave people an unpleasant feeling~www.readwn.com~ He felt that a child like Anna was really... Pulling the arc with a screwdriver, with a voltage of several hundred kilovolts, is not afraid that the body will be beaten into coke? !

However, Coulson asked for help and stopped between Anna and the lunatic teacher. Anne Weaver had to come out to be a peacemaker at this time: "Ms. O'Sullivan, take a step to speak."

The two agents, Coulson and May, took the opportunity to take Anna and got into the car.

Before getting into the car, Coleson was about to hug her short legs and fasten her seat belt, when the little girl said abruptly, "I know you, son of Cole."

Well, everyone can tell bad jokes, Coulson stopped, how can a child know the name of the agent.

Looking at Anna's appearance, she was in a good mood. The little girl continued, "Three years ago, you were issued a ticket in Boston. Do you need me to report your license plate number?"

Without waiting for Coulson and others to ask, the little girl continued: "I know you are looking for me for Octavius's business. If possible, I need to go home and change a set of equipment."

Coulson felt that things were a little out of control. He felt that the little girl was controlling the rhythm of their conversation, but he had no choice but to follow Anna: "Since you know our purpose, then you also know that the matter is urgent..."

Before he could finish speaking, Coulson was interrupted by Anna: "Which shock wave is it now, the fifth wave? Don't worry, there are ten waves in total, we have enough time."

Looking at Anna's appearance, she seemed to know everything in a calm manner.

Anna really knows almost everything, just like seeing Coulson, of course she won't say that I've seen you in a movie. In fact, whether it's your appearance or character, reality and comics are different.

When she invaded the DMV, she had seen Coulson's information.