Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1537

Chapter 1537: Schrédinger’s Cat

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Seven minutes later, an image of the secret room reappeared in front of everyone at SHIELD.

This time, it wasn’t from Luke’s camera, but from the field cameras of SHIELD’s rescue team.

Two of the rescue team members rushed into the dilapidated cabin.

Then, they quickly reported that it was clear. Another four people immediately entered, leaving four other people to block the front and back of the cabin.

The field cams of the six rescue team members scanned every part of the cabin and confirmed that it was clear.

There were no suspects, no explosives, and no living beings. There were only two bodies and one living person on three chairs.

Yes, the male guests, Garrett and Ward, were indeed cold.

Of course, technically speaking, Ward had just died, and was still warm, so he wasn’t completely cold.

The only female guest, Hill, was still alive.

However, she had been injected with a sedative and was unconscious.

‘When everyone in SHIELD heard the news, their moods improved slightly.

Fury was secretly relieved. He really didn’t have many senior agents he could count on.

Although Hill was only a level 5 agent and was slightly inferior to Phil, she “probably” had nothing to do with Hydra.

It wasn’t that there was something wrong with all the agents; it was just that there was no way to check whether most of them were clean or not, so Nick Fury could only exclude them from his plan.
‘The SHIELD rescue team was very familiar with the ensuing procedure.

They silently collected the bodies of their two colleagues and loaded the black body bags onto the helicopter that had arrived after them. Two men were sent to escort the bodies and the unconscious Agent Hill back to the Triskelion, while the rest continued to search for Jeff.
After all, it had only been a few minutes — Jeff couldn’t have gone too far.

In the dark, the helicopter’s lights flashed as it moved away from the wilderness and headed south.

The captain of the rescue team encouraged everyone. “Cheer up! Don’t overlook any clues! We have to find that son of a b*tch!”

20 minutes later, one of the black body bags on the SHIELD helicopter disappeared soundlessly, and Ward slowly sat up.
The bullet hole in his chest instantly disappeared, and his face returned to a normal ruddy color.

He turned around and looked at the other black body bag, which immediately disappeared from the helicopter.

Then, Ward looked at Hill and smiled soundlessly.

smearing his hand with blood from his own chest, he carefully picked out a spot on Hill’s body and left half a thumbprint on it, as if the thumb had accidentally brushed against her.
Then, like a ghost, he moved forward without a sound and approached the two rescue team members in the front seats from behind.

He raised his hands and shot two paralysis darts into the agents’ necks.

The two agents immediately slumped backward.

Ward dropped onto the floor and jumped out of the side of the helicopter.

This emergency helicopter was an old modified model. For ease of transport, the back of the helicopter was open on both sides.

Amidst the loud noise, the pilot didn’t notice what was happening behind him.

Even on the surveillance cameras on SHIELD’s side, the two agents remained still.

Unbeknownst to anyone, all that remained of the two bodies and one person on the helicopter was Hill, who lay quietly in the back, sound asleep.

Half an hour later, Nick Fury went over to the helicopter with a dark face.

The helicopter was now parked on the top of the Triskelion.

The director ignored the bitter faces of the pilot and the two rescue team members.

He went straight to the back of the helicopter. He didn’t enter, but simply bent down and looked at the space for a long time.

He then stood up and walked over to the three “people-in-charge.” “Can someone tell me what happened?”

Agent A summed up the situation succinctly. “I’m sorry, sir. We don’t know.”

The light seemed to glint ominously off Fury’s head as he stared at this brave warrior with his one eye. “You don’t know? Two big bodies, gone, just like that… and you actually don’t know?”
Agent B also said, “Sir, something doesn’t feel right. I felt like I dozed off on the way back, and I didn’t wake up until we were almost at HQ.”

Nick Fury said, “Keep going.”

Agent B: “Even if we really need to rest, we aren’t in the habit of completely not reacting to the outside world. However, I feel like I’m missing a period of time.”

Nick Fury raised his hand and gestured behind him, and an agent immediately stepped forward. “Take them for a routine checkup. Prioritize a drug test. Get me an expert on this helicopter and thoroughly examine it. I want to know who did it.”

In New York, Luke’s clone was sitting in Williamsburg Diner and eating a red velvet cake with a smile.
Who did it? Luke, of course.

His Level 1 clone had used a super disguise, shot itself and used the Hibernation ability to recreate Ward’s “body.”

If it hadn’t happened to be an old-fashioned helicopter with an open rear compartment like that, he had actually planned to make Garrett and Ward disappear from SHIELD’s morgue.
As the saying went, dead men told no tales.

Garrett and Ward were dead, but they had died on camera. There would still be some who would suspect that they weren’t actually dead.

Luke’s goal was to turn these two Hydra members into “Schrédinger’s cat.”

He had personally made an appearance and deliberately created this sort of “dead or not” scenario.

For one thing, both Fury and Hydra didn’t know for sure if Garrett and Ward were dead or alive, so they would be more cautious.

Being cautious meant wasting time, which gave Luke more time to take advantage of the chaos and earn more experience and credit points from Hydra.

But even if he couldn’t buy time, it wasn’t a big deal. In any case, it had just been a performance which took less than an hour.

A small investment with a high return – why not?

For another thing, while Garrett was dead, the Clairvoyant could live.

The Clairvoyant had done a good job of keeping his work secret, so he had nothing to do with Garrett’s death.

Even if some people knew that there was a connection between the two, they wouldn’t be able to confirm the “Schrodinger” situation Luke had set up.

Naturally, the Clairvoyant organization was now Luke’s..