Chapter 2934

"You are really the second best detective in the world." Pamela said with irony.

"The first best detective would only give you such a conclusion, or worse than me. We are not theologians." Tim also retorted unhappily, "You can't expect to get everything with a prayer. God can't do it either. I need evidence."

"Is such a long conversation not enough evidence?"

"Too little effective information, they seem to be chatting." Tim sighed and said.

Pamela thought for a while, and then said, "I feel this doctor has a much better temper than the professor. Do you think there is a possibility that we go directly to ask him?"

"Then he won't tell the truth, at least not all the truth. He will stop talking when he feels he can fool us."

"But at least that can get a little more information."

"If you want to go, you go." Tim shook his head and refused.

Pamela suddenly laughed, slid from the edge of the bed to the ground, reached out and hugged Tim, whispered in his ear, "Why do I always feel that you are a bit afraid of this doctor? You are not even afraid of the professor."

"Why should I be afraid of the professor?" The black-haired boy was not moved by this seemingly intimate move at all. He just habitually rolled his eyes up and looked at Pamela and asked.

"Of course it's because he is scary, always fierce, and indifferent."

"Yes, but I finished my homework."

Pamela was speechless. She thought about it. Tim's age was obviously not enough to contact any very professional psychological knowledge. At his age, as long as he finished his homework, it seemed reasonable for him to poke a hole in the sky.

Pamela let go of her hand unhappily and pushed him, her eyes turned to the side, thought for a while and said, "Are you saying you can't find something that makes this Schiller stable?"

"You are not too stupid." Tim looked at Pamela again and said, "According to my observation, the professor always tends to do things when they come to the head, and this doctor is more used to letting everyone come to the head."

"Are you saying he tends to be active?"

"If your tone is not so disgusting when you say this word, I will praise your reasoning."

Pamela rolled her eyes and said, "I'm waiting for you to find the person who makes you disgusting."

"Talk about business, I feel like I'm facing an engine. The thing more terrifying than not finding the fuel tank is that I can't find the switch to turn it off."

"Seriously, what does this have to do with you?" Pamela changed her posture, sat opposite Tim and said, "We are just here for vacation, we can completely sit in the living room and watch the fun."

"You are too naive. Do you think that those who come to the head won't include us? Did we get two sets of Mercury equipment because he is kind?"

"Are you really not worrying about the sky?"

"Even if I am, don't you think we should strive for the initiative? Do you remember how Bruce failed?"

"You are really different from him." Pamela sighed.

"I'll take it as you are praising me."

"He was indeed not active enough at the time, led by the nose by the professor, but don't you think you are a bit too active? I assume you know the severity of treating Schiller as a hypothetical enemy."

"This is not a hypothesis." Tim was no longer sitting cross-legged, but kneeling on the ground and said, "If someone hides from me before I hide from him, I treat this as a provocation."

"You are crazy." Pamela said with some collapse, "What is the difference between you and that kind of crazy control freak?"

"The difference is that I am smarter than them." Tim said, "Control freaks are indiscriminate control, and I find reasons first, so I can stand on the moral high ground."

"What reason?"

"He hid from me first."

Pamela was speechless. After being silent for a long time, she had to say, "Even if it's just for another universe's counterpart of a teacher you are more familiar with? This relationship is almost further than you and your aunt."

"For any relationship."

"You are really sick."

"But this has many obvious benefits." Tim said, "In the end, you will definitely find that I am right. This is called sensitivity to information."

"Okay, besides that, what else did you infer?"

"We can't determine his ultimate purpose, but we can think about it. What role will some things he did after many detours play in the whole plan?"

"For example?"

"Why move here?" Tim pointed out sharply, "Whether it's avoiding fans or solving the landlord, there are better ways. Why bring us here?"

"This place is suitable for killing and throwing corpses, but I hope the target is not us."

"The target is definitely not us." Tim said, "If he wants to kill us, he should do it in Los Angeles, so that he can have a sufficient alibi. There is no witness in this wilderness."

"Then just say your inference." Pamela seemed tired of all this. She pulled her hair back and wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette was gone, so she had to hope for non-physical performance.

"He is hiding from some people." Tim said, "Someone knows he came here and participated in it, and has the ability to turn Los Angeles and its surroundings upside down. The US-Mexico border line is relatively safe."

"Uh-huh." Pamela made a syllable to agree.

"But the other party may not know his true identity. I mean, they are looking for the mastermind behind a certain thing, but they don't know that this mastermind is Schiller. He is hiding under a certain code name."

"Are you saying Hydra?"

"Probably so, he must have done something under the identity of Hydra, and a group of people are chasing him to prevent him from taking action again."

Tim smiled and finally said his true speculation, "This is a wonderful strategy. He has an identity that everyone knows, and an identity that no one knows."

"When that unknown identity is being investigated, this well-known identity is also being chased by fans."

"What is the significance?"

"The significance is that even if some smart people guess that these two identities are one person, the person who investigates his unknown identity cannot appear around this well-known identity, because these people cannot be exposed to the public eye. Which agent would want to be photographed and then posted on Tiktok to get 100,000 likes?"

Pamela choked on herself. She couldn't imagine this ridiculous scene. Of course, if it was a beautiful agent, she would also like it.

"So he didn't mind those fans chasing him." Pamela figured everything out, she said, "In fact, there have always been two groups of people chasing him, but those who are relatively harmful know that they are engaged in secret work, and they have to hide from others, so it is almost impossible to chase."

"Exactly."

"Then why did he move to such a remote place? Is he trying to let those agents chase him?"

"On the contrary, this place is his territory. The agents found that they finally got rid of the fans' surveillance and felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of, so they naturally chased over, but they couldn't handle him here."

"Will he kill them?"

"No, he just dragged them here." Tim sighed lightly and said, "Then the decisive force I mentioned before can show its skills in Los Angeles."

"Will it be Hydra?"

"I don't know either, but no matter who it is, it's not doing anything good." Tim looked away and thought, "From my understanding of FBI agents, when they know the source of something is hiding in a certain place, even if they know this might be a trap, they will still come."

"Why?"

"They just need to show that they are working. They filled a lot of people in and sacrificed a lot, which proves that they are not lazy. As for the wiser wait-and-see, it can't bring them more funding."

Pamela wanted to say something, but mentioning funding, she suddenly remembered what Natasha told her, Nick values funding the most.

Her thoughtful look couldn't be hidden from Tim. Tim leaned forward and looked at her and asked, "Do you know anything else?"

Pamela thought about it, but nodded and said, "The director of S. H. I. E. L. D. sent me here. Besides letting me help Schiller, he also has his own purpose."

"What is it?"

"That legendary congressman who is about to be assassinated seems to have been causing trouble for Nick. He denied 37 funding approval projects for S. H. I. E. L. D. this quarter. Nick calls him a two-faced person."

"Funding..." Tim seemed to have a flash of inspiration, he said, "The defense funding that Congress can provide every year is a fixed amount. If one person takes more, the other takes less, so this two-faced person vetoing Nick is equivalent to helping others take more."

"Federal Bureau of Investigation?"

"Probably so. Think about what Schiller said before, without Hydra, there would be no S. H. I. E. L. D. If we follow the idea of raising bandits to respect ourselves, if we want to take back the funding encroached by the FBI, we naturally have to make some things that the FBI cannot solve."

"I understand." Pamela suddenly realized, she said, "Arriving in Los Angeles, supervising agents with the pursuit of fans, so that agents dare not get too close, so as to successfully arrive here, giving agents a chance to let them surround."

"Taking advantage of the empty defense force in Los Angeles, let Hydra make a movement in Los Angeles. The FBI will definitely eat the melon, and after finding that they can't solve it, they have to invite S. H. I. E. L. D. to come out. In this way, next quarter S. H. I. E. L. D. can eat their funding on the grounds of filling the gap in the FBI's national defense force."

Pamela paused and asked, "Assassination?"

"Obviously it's a reason for the FBI and that congressman to work together to increase funding." Tim said, "They often do this, giving those big figures a sense of crisis. In order to get protection at all times, they will be very generous."

"It turned out to be self-directed and self-acted, but for S. H. I. E. L. D., the countermeasure is to make the fake come true, so that the cooperation between the congressman and the FBI will definitely break."

"So you appeared here." Tim looked at Pamela and said, "You can help Nick stir up the water of the party, let the congressmen who really go to the party think their safety is threatened, but didn't really kill him, but left him a life to find trouble for the FBI."

"By then, because Los Angeles is in chaos, Congress will definitely question the FBI. Because their own lives are threatened, the congressman will also turn against them. The FBI is attacked from both sides, and naturally it will not be better."

"If Schiller and Nick are colluding, then it is understandable that they both contacted me. After all, hitting vegetables is the best choice to stir up the party, and it can also buckle the pot of laboratory leakage on the FBI."

"But you..." Pamela looked at Tim and said, "What role do you play in it?"

"He said he wanted me to help him deal with the commercial problems of buying a farm, but before that, he asked me a question, which is how to legally make the farm land price drop, and I gave him some suggestions."

"What suggestion?"

"Gotham style."

"You are too vicious."

Tim's heart gradually sank, he said, "I feel that I am taking on some responsibilities that don't belong to me, but I don't know what that is."

Pamela was also silent. After a while, she said, "Don't you think? It's completely different from our universe. These things make me feel like I'm a piece of driftwood floating in the waves, pushed all the way to an unknown direction."

"Even if you are a person with superpowers?"

"I am a person with superpowers, not God. What can I do?"

Tim's face clearly showed unwillingness, which made him look extra dangerous. Pamela took a light breath, but still couldn't stop Tim from saying his crazy idea.

"Can't do nothing."

"What do you want to do?"

"Schiller has no superpowers now, and you have."

"You are crazy, Tim!"