Marvel: I'm just the Supreme Master's sidekick.

Chapter 121 Capturing the Computer Genius

"Are you sure you're not mistaken? It's her?"

"Of course not. Are you questioning our intelligence gathering?"

"Sorry, sir, but she just looks like a teenage internet addict."

Agent Ward and Agent Coulson had been lying in wait on this street for quite some time.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s investigation revealed that many of the recent disturbances are closely linked to an organization called "The Rising Tide."

Through the precise location tracking by highly skilled technicians, the key figure of the "Rising Tide Organization" was found to be hiding in that street.

The two men chatted casually while glancing at a woman walking by.

She had long brown hair and wore a loose T-shirt and slightly tight jeans, looking somewhat unkempt.

Yes, this is the target identified by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence department.

However, the woman didn't look particularly threatening.

"Sir, she seems to have spotted something and is moving quickly!"

"Stop arguing, I'm not blind, hurry up and keep up."

So they followed the woman to the entrance of a small restaurant.

The woman, on the other hand, cornered another man there.

Coulson squinted and observed carefully—

Isn't that the man they're looking for, Michael Peterson?

This is perfect timing; we can kill two birds with one stone by seizing the right opportunity.

Immediately afterwards, the woman dragged Michael into the restaurant and made him sit down.

"Sir, should we follow them and take a look?"

"No need, we'll just stay near the entrance, there won't be any problems."

Agent Coulson said this because Qin Wuying had already slipped into the restaurant.

Using spatial abilities is like cheating; no one can detect it.

"Give me a three-scoop ice cream."

Qin Wuying sat down behind Michael and the woman, ordering food while eavesdropping on their conversation.

"Listen, I understand how you feel, but I don't want fans."

"No, you don't understand, Mr. Michael. Their group will be coming for you soon."

"Them? I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's those rogue agencies like the National Security Bureau or the Land Bureau that will kidnap you and subject you to horrific research."

Wow, they really don't hold back when it comes to their assessment of S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, Qin Wuying thought to himself, "You're not just offering this friendly reminder out of kindness, are you? You must have your own motives."

Sure enough, when the woman saw that Michael didn't believe her, she took out her business card.

"Hey, my name is Skye, a computer expert. I can help you forge a completely new identity. Here's my contact address."

Skye...? Qin Wuying silently memorized the name. She could look it up later.

"Thank you, but I don't plan to for the time being."

The two couldn't reach an agreement in the end, and Michael finished his meal and got up to leave.

"Remember, you must come to find me as soon as possible!" Skye whispered.

Then Skye and Michael, one from the front door and the other from the back door, walked out of the restaurant one after the other.

Upon receiving Qin Wuying's message, Ward and Coulson rushed to the back door to wait.

"Oh dear, what a bunch of idiots, they can't even keep an eye on me."

Skye returned to her little home—a van—and casually crossed her legs.

There were several laptops next to her, as well as various parts and data cables.

Behind him was a small bed that looked a bit cramped.

After a few minutes, having rested sufficiently, Skye turned on one of the computers and tested the microphone on the table.

She had long ago discovered that S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were following her.

But now, these agents seem to have lost track of this gifted young girl.

Escaping wasn't enough; as a member of the Rising Tide organization, she also wanted to deliver a final, sarcastic remark.

After rapidly typing on the keyboard, Skye easily hacked into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s communication channels.

"Hi everyone, I'm the person you've been looking for."

"What the hell? Who's on the phone?" Agent Ward's surprised voice came through.

"Of course it's me, it's us, it's the Rising Tide organization."

Skye paused for a moment, then added, "By the way, you guys are probably trying to locate me right now, right? Don't bother, I've already perfectly blocked your location information."

After saying that, she couldn't help but admire her own cleverness and chuckled.

She went out of her truck, ate a meal, found Michael's people, and played tricks on the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

What a leisurely and wonderful day this is! Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s security system poses no threat to her.

"So, even if we're only half a meter apart, you still can't locate me?"

At that moment, another man's voice came through the communication.

"That's impossible. In my little home, there's only me. It's a happy little home."

"Really? Why don't you look behind you?"

Skye seemed to hear it clearly now; the voice wasn't coming from the communication system, but from right beside her.

When...? Skye turned around cautiously.

Qin Wuying sat on a chair beside her beloved little bed, smiling as she looked at her.

Impossible! Skye turned to look at the safety lock on her truck door again; there was no sign of it being tampered with.

"Who are you? Where did you intrude from?" She crossed her arms over her chest, extremely wary.

"Ha, good question. Anyway, I didn't go through the door; I have special methods."

As he spoke, Qin Wuying slowly stood up and extended his hand to Skye.

"What are you doing? I'm warning you, don't touch me!" Skye put one hand behind her back and pulled a pistol from a drawer.

"Don't move! Don't move!" As he drew his gun, the truck door was forcibly pried open from the outside.

Two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were aiming submachine guns at Skye, who was standing right in front of them.

"If you refuse to cooperate, then we'll have no choice but to resort to force."

Qin Wuying waved his hand, and two agents immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Skye's hands.

When it comes to concealing one's abilities, he is the true master.

It can pass through various walls and obstacles without a physical body;

His spatial abilities allow him to teleport instantly, enabling him to avoid being seen by many.

Under these circumstances, it would be truly strange if he lost track of Skye.

"Indeed, it was the right decision for me to come in person, otherwise everyone would have made a wasted trip."

"Yes, sir. What should we do with her next?"

"Send it to Coulson, he'll know what to do."

"And what about you, sir?"

"Me? I have other places to go."

After sending the two agents away with Skye, Qin Wuying immediately began to mobilize his magical power.

The next step is a longer-distance teleportation.

"Whoosh—!" With the sound of the skill being activated, Qin Wuying was transported from the truck to a building.

The place was covered in ashes; almost everything had been burned to ashes by the flames.

"Sir, you arrived very quickly."