My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 384 His name is Carl Johnson

"According to that bad old man, this "Quiet" is not just a piece of music that can be used casually?"

"Probably. After all, according to Arad, the souls can only be released after they have been calmed down. We may have only completed the soul-killing before, but we didn't send them back to reincarnation at all."

Leaning on the sofa, Leni pretended to take a nap, but in fact she was discussing what had just happened with the other two people in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"But, how should we release the soul? Is it possible to... blast it with hand cannons?"

"Huh? Can you still call it soul release? I'm afraid it's not a direct salvation, right?"

"roll!"

Faced with Ryan's ridicule, Leni frowned. She just said that, how could she really be good at bombarding.

"Forget it, I'd better ask Niels. Since this guy has the Thunder Roar, he might know how to use the Soul Release Hand Cannon."

Since everyone couldn't figure it out, Ryan simply sank his consciousness into the system and prepared to ask Niels.

Seeing someone so self-aware, Leni was very happy and relaxed, so she really relaxed and prepared to squint for a while.

"Leni, Leni?"

However, at this moment, Skye's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Can I...can I talk to you alone?"

After hearing this, Leni opened her eyes and stared at the girl in front of her, whose eyes were still red. Apparently, she was secretly crying again just now.

Looking around, he found that no one else was in the rest area. They were the only ones here.

"What do you want to ask, tell me."

After adjusting her sitting posture, Leni looked directly into the other person's eyes. She could guess what Skye was thinking now, but she was curious about what Skye would do.

"I just carefully recalled what Agent Avery said. I am very sure that she finally told me a person's name. Unfortunately, I could only roughly catch the second half of the last name..."

Skye took his holographic tablet from the table nearby and entered a surname "Johnson" on it.

"I'm not sure if it's my parents' last name, or if it's my last name, but this Johnson must have some connection with me, otherwise Agent Avery wouldn't have said that name for no reason."

Leni raised her eyebrows when she heard this, but said nothing, intending to continue to see what Skye planned to do.

"I just tried to search the bureau's records about the surname Johnson, but the results are too many. There are hundreds of agents with this surname alone. This does not include the people related to the mission involving this surname... …”

As Skye spoke, his hands quickly moved back and forth on the screen, and then he quickly called up a list of people with the surname Johnson.

Seeing this, Leni frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Skye immediately interrupted:

"I borrowed permission from Coulson and he has agreed."

Hearing this, Leni turned her head and glanced at the cabin door. At this time, Colson happened to appear there "at the right time" and nodded towards Leni.

"Okay, then you continue."

Skye also noticed Coulson, but seeing that he had no intention of coming over, he did not say hello and continued to move his hand quickly on the holographic panel.

"After filtering out the illogical part of age, the number of agents I can now determine is 61. I would like to ask you to help me confirm whether any of these people may be my parents."

Skye pointed the holographic panel towards Leni, and then looked at the other person with burning eyes.

Leni did not read the information, but looked at Skye with interest.

"Why don't you ask Coulson for help? He is obviously more familiar with these people than me."

To this, Skye just replied firmly:
"I trust your judgment more!"

As soon as these words came out, Leni couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, but I think you know very well that Coulson heard you and you're going to break his heart."

"I will treat him to dinner and apologize later!"

Smiling and shaking her head, Leni took the holographic tablet from Skye's hand, briefly checked the list of 61 people, and then gave a negative answer in Skye's expectant eyes.

"The person you are looking for is not here. Maybe you should focus on investigating the mission data in the years after you were born. Maybe you can find some useful clues."

In fact, Leni knew that Skye's parents would definitely not be on this list without looking at it. Just to make it look less perfunctory, Leni pretended to look through it.

However, Skye didn't seem to be surprised by the answer. After getting the exact answer, he immediately filtered out this part of the list from the information.

"Don't ask me, why do you know they are not?"

Skye paused for a moment, then raised his head and stared at Leni, seeing that her eyes were filled with tears at this moment.

"So you still know something, right?"

Leni smiled, very happily.

Reaching out to gently wipe away Skye's tears, Leni gently stroked the raven black hair on her head.

"Agent Avery did say a name, and Johnson is indeed his form. Your investigation is in the right direction." Skye noticed that Leni used "his" when referring to him, which means...

"His name is Carl Johnson."

Yes, during the performance of "Quiet" just now, Leni did sense all the people present and the dead souls they saw. She also clearly heard the conversation between them, including the part that Skye missed. name.

"Carl Johnson...is he, my father?"

Skye muttered the name, and vaguely, she seemed to be able to recall bits and pieces of the name Carl from her childhood memories.

"Probably, but I can't guarantee that you will be able to find clues about this name from the database. After all, you also know that this involves SHIELD's higher-level secrets."

Leni took her hands away from Skye's head and nestled her body into the sofa again.

Sure enough, after getting the definite answer, Skye immediately began to screen the information about "Carl Johnson", but the final result of the search was 0.

SHIELD actually has no information about this man at all, not even anyone with the same name!
"This...how is this possible?"

Skye was in disbelief. According to her past experience, even if Skye's authority was insufficient, the database would prompt that she was not authorized to view it.

But once the search result is 0, it means that there is really no information about the man Karl in the database.

Leni was thoughtful when she saw this, but she didn't say a word to remind her. Instead, she simply closed her eyes and continued to squint.

Skye slumped on the sofa helplessly. Once again, the hope that had just been ignited was extinguished just like that.

What kind of joke is God playing on me? Why is it so difficult for me to find my own life experience? Why does God always make me fall into the abyss again every time I see hope?
Skye silently followed Leni's example, nestled herself into the sofa, closed her eyes weakly, and her mind went blank.

"Carl Johnson...why do I feel like I've heard this name somewhere?"

Suddenly, Simmons' voice suddenly came from the lounge, and Skye sat up from the sofa in shock.

"Where? Where have you heard this name?"

At this time, Simmons was seen holding a cup of coffee, as if he had just come from the laboratory.

"I can't remember clearly. It must have been a long, long time ago. I seem to have read it in that book..."

Simmons frowned and thought about it carefully for a while, but he didn't have the slightest clue.

"Do you still have that information?"

However, how could Skye let this opportunity go? She quickly stood up and pulled Simmons to her lounge.

"Oh, don't worry, I really can't remember where I saw it, and it's impossible for me to bring the information here. I'll help you look for it after we go back..."

Watching the two people pushing and shoving out of the lounge, Leni shook her head.

"I hope you can make it."

……

Meanwhile, in downtown New York—

"Please note that according to Executive Order 396B, all post-war cleanup work will be under our jurisdiction. Thank you for your service. We will take over the next work..."

Adrian Toombs looked at the old woman in front of him who spoke in an official tone as soon as she came up, frowned and asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

"Disaster Control Bureau, Mr. Toombs, I think you have watched Stark's press conference. What you are doing now is actually taking advantage of the loopholes..."

After hearing this, Tumus pondered for a moment and calmed down his aggressive momentum.

"That's right, ma'am, I signed a contract with the New York City Government. According to the contract, these things should be handled by us..."

But before he could finish speaking, the woman interrupted him seriously:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Toombs, your contract is now invalid. Now everything will be handled by us. Please hand over all the shape materials collected, otherwise you will face legal sanctions!"

Having said that, the woman did not intend to stay here any longer, and turned around to leave.

How could Tums really let these people leave like this? He hurriedly chased after them and begged in a low voice:

"Don't be like this, ma'am, you have also seen that I have paid a lot for this project. The recruiter has invested almost all of my wealth. Moreover, I have contacted Stark Company for this contract, and we will not do it until they agree to it." …”

"Mr. Toombs, I think you know the truth better than anyone else. Stark Technology did not directly agree to your promise. Instead, you took the initiative to find the government. All this is just a desperate act on your part."

Toomes' expression changed when he heard this, but considering that the identities of these people were not simple, he did not argue.

"I know, I know, but a contract is a contract, you can't just throw us aside..."

The woman looked at Toomes, who was not planning to let her leave easily, and finally sighed impatiently.

"Stark will compensate you for your services and the labor and equipment costs you have spent previously, but there is nothing else I can do."

After leaving these words, the woman never looked at Tums again and left the ruins baptized by the war.

(End of this chapter)