The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2945 Leisure Time (5)

Chapter 2945 Leisure Time (XV)

"You really are the second best detective in the world," Pamela said sarcastically.

"The best detective would only give you this conclusion, or even worse than me. We are not theologians." Tim also retorted unhappily, "You can't expect to get everything just by praying. God can't do that either. I need evidence."

"Such a long conversation, isn't that enough evidence?"

"There's too little useful information. It's like they're just chatting," Tim sighed.

Pamela thought for a moment, then said, "I feel that this doctor has a much better temper than the professor. Do you think it's possible that we go and ask him directly?"

"Then he won't tell the truth, at least not the whole truth. If he thinks he can fool us, he will shut up."

"But at least that would give us a little more information."

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

Pamela suddenly laughed, slid down from the bed, reached out to hug Tim, and whispered in his ear, "Why do I always feel that you are a little 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 at all by this seemingly intimate gesture. He just rolled his eyes up out of habit and asked Pamela.

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

"Yeah, but I've finished my homework."

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

Pamela unhappily let go of his hand and pushed him, looking away, thinking for a moment and then said, "Are you saying that you can't find something to stabilize this Schiller?"

"You're not that stupid." Tim looked at Pamela again and said, "From what I've observed, professors always tend to wait until the last minute to do something, and this doctor is even more accustomed to waiting until everything is done."

"You mean he tends to be proactive?"

"If you hadn't said the word in such a disgusting tone, I would have complimented you on your reasoning."

Pamela rolled her eyes and said, "I'll wait until you find the person who made you sick."

"Let's get down to business. I feel like I'm facing an engine. The scarier thing than not being able to find the fuel tank is that I can't find the shut-off switch."

"Honestly, what does this have to do with you?" Pamela changed her position and sat across from Tim and said, "We are just here on vacation. We can just sit in the living room and watch the fun."

"You are so naive. Do you think we won't be included when the time comes? We got two sets of Mercury equipment because he was kind?"

"Are you really not worrying too much?"

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

"You are so different from him," Pamela exclaimed.

"I just thought you were complimenting me."

"He was indeed not proactive enough at the time and was led by the professor, but don't you think you were a little too proactive? I assume you know the seriousness of treating Schiller as an imaginary enemy."

"This is not hypothetical," Tim said, half-kneeling on the ground instead of sitting cross-legged. "If a person keeps something from me before I keep it from him, I'll take it as a provocation."

"You're crazy." Pamela said a little collapsed, "What's the difference between you and that crazy control freak?"

"The difference is that I'm smarter than them," Tim said. "Control freaks control indiscriminately, but I find reasons first, so that I can stand on the moral high ground."

"What reason?"

"He was the one who hid it from me first."

Pamela was speechless. After a long silence, she finally said, "Even if it's just to an isotope from another universe of a teacher you are familiar with? This relationship is almost more distant than that between you and your aunt."

"In any relationship."

"You are really sick."

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

"Well, what else do you deduce besides that?"

"We can't be sure of his ultimate goal, but we can think about what role some of the things he has to do after going through so many twists and turns will play in the overall plan."

"for example?"

"Why move here?" Tim pointed out, "Whether it's avoiding fans or dealing with landlords, there are better ways, why bring us here?"

"This is a good place to kill people and dump bodies. I hope the target is not us."

"We are definitely not the target." Tim said, "If he wants to kill us, he should do it in Los Angeles. That way, he can have a sufficient alibi. There are no witnesses in this remote place."

"Then just tell me your inference." Pamela seemed fed up with all this. She pulled her hair back and tried to take out a cigarette, but found that it was gone. She had no choice but to hope for a non-physical performance.

"He's hiding from someone," Tim said. "Someone knows he's here and involved, and has the ability to turn Los Angeles and the surrounding area upside down. The U.S.-Mexico border is relatively safe."

"Uh-huh," Pamela uttered a syllable of assent.

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

"You mean Hydra?"

"That's probably it. He must have done something as Hydra, and a group of people are chasing him to prevent him from doing it again."

Tim smiled and finally said his real guess, "This is a brilliant plan. He has one identity that everyone knows, and another that is unknown."

"While the unknown identity was being pursued, the well-known identity was also being pursued by fans."

"What's the point?"

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

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

"That's why he doesn't mind those fans chasing him." Pamela figured it all out. She said, "In fact, there have always been two groups of people chasing him, but the more harmful ones know that he is doing secret work, and they have to hide from the others, so it's almost impossible to chase them."

"exactly."

"Then why did he move to such a remote place? Did he want those agents to catch up with him?"

"On the contrary, this place is his territory. The agents found that they had finally escaped the surveillance of the fans and felt that there was an opportunity, so they naturally chased after him, but they couldn't deal with him here."

"Will he kill them?"

"No, he just held them here." Tim sighed softly and said, "Then the decisive force I mentioned earlier can be exerted in Los Angeles."

"Could it be Hydra?"

"I don't know either, but no matter who it is, they're not doing anything good." Tim rolled his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "From what I know about FBI agents, when they know the source of something is hiding somewhere, they'll come anyway even if they know it might be a trap."

"why?"

"They just need to show that they are working. They have filled a lot of people in and made great sacrifices to prove that they are not lazy. As for the wiser choice of doing nothing, it will not bring them more funds."

Pamela wanted to say something, but when it came to funding, she suddenly remembered what Natasha told her, that what Nick cared about most was funding.

Tim could not hide her thoughtful expression. He leaned forward, looked at her and asked, "Do you know anything else?"

Pamela thought about it, then nodded and said, "The director of SHIELD sent me here. Besides asking me to help Schiller, he also has his own purpose."

"What is it?"

"The congressman who was said to be assassinated seems to have been causing trouble for Nick. He denied 37 funding approvals for SHIELD this quarter. Nick called him a two-faced person."

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

"FBI?"

"I'm afraid so. Think about what Schiller said before. Without Hydra, there would be no SHIELD. If we follow the idea of ​​keeping the enemy at bay, if we want to take back the funds embezzled by the FBI, we will naturally cause some problems that the FBI cannot solve."

"I understand." Pamela suddenly realized. She said, "When we arrived in Los Angeles, we used the fans' pursuit to monitor the agents and prevent them from getting too close. This allowed us to arrive here smoothly and give the agents a chance to surround us."

"Take advantage of the lack of defense in Los Angeles and let Hydra cause trouble in Los Angeles. The FBI will definitely suffer the consequences. If they find that they cannot solve the problem, they will have to ask SHIELD to step in. In this way, SHIELD can use the excuse of filling the gap in the FBI's defense force to eat up their funding next quarter."

Pamela paused and then asked, "Assassination?"

"Apparently the FBI and that congressman worked together to come up with an excuse to increase funding," Tim said. "They often do this to give those big shots a sense of crisis. In order to ensure that they are always protected, they will be very generous."

"It turns out that this is a self-directed and self-acted drama, but for SHIELD, the way to counter it is to make the fake become real, so that the cooperation between the congressman and the FBI will definitely break down."

"That's why you're here." Tim looked at Pamela and said, "You can help Nick muddy the waters at the party, making the congressman who actually went to the party think that his safety was threatened, but you didn't really kill him, but instead saved his life to cause trouble for the FBI."

"By then, Congress will definitely hold the FBI accountable for the chaos in Los Angeles. Congressmen will also turn against the FBI because their lives are threatened. The FBI will be attacked from all sides, so it will not be easy for them."

"If Schiller and Nick were in collusion, then I understand why they both contacted me. After all, beating vegetables is the best way to disrupt a party, and it can also put the blame on the FBI for the lab leak."

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

"He said he wanted me to help him deal with the business issues of buying a farm, but before that he asked me a question, which was how to legally reduce the value of the farm land, and I gave him some advice."

"What advice?"

"Gotham-style."

"You are so vicious."

Tim's heart sank. He said, "I feel like I'm taking on some responsibility that's not mine, but I don't know what it is."

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

"Even if you're a superpower?"

"I am a superpower, not God. What can I do?"

There was an obvious unwillingness on Tim's face, which made him look particularly dangerous. Pamela took a deep breath but still couldn't stop Tim from speaking his crazy idea out loud.

"You can't just do nothing."

"What do you want to do?"

"Schiler doesn't have super powers right now, but you do."

"You're crazy, Tim!"

Being able to see through a ball of yarn is also progress