Chapter 477: 1. Interview destined to be forgotten - Gagen for the Arcanist Allen Brothers【2/7】

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Nearly Christmas in 2002, Merlin was still doing his job.
At the weapons testing ground of the ghost base, Merlin is assisting the gorilla Winston to test the latest equipment of S.D.O.L.D.
"Is this thing too small?"
Merlin looked at the metal box in front of him, which contained a pair of things very similar to hiking shoes. It was made of metal, like a pair of iron boots worn by medieval knights in battle. There were several sprays under the boots. The same round hole.
This is a personal flying device designed and produced by Winston, inspired by its jet backpack.
Merlin asked Winston to simplify the gadget into combat equipment that can be used by ordinary agents, but he did not expect that Winston actually simplified it to what it is now.
"The original design will be bigger."
Winston, wearing a researcher uniform and glasses, explained to Merlin:
"In addition to the design of the boots, there should be a matching flight energy package, but I checked the design database of SHIELD, where I discovered an original, anti-gravity engine design decades ago. The picture, although it was a project abandoned by Mr. Howard, still gave me a lot of inspiration."
The intelligent superhuman orangutan pointed to the silver steel boots in front of him, and it said to Merlin:
"I transformed its energy. With the help of George, we specially designed an efficient energy module for it, and also set up a very advanced energy control system. It now relies on charging to supplement energy, and when the energy is saturated , It can allow the operator to fly in the air for 15-30 minutes, depending on the speed of the flight."
"Well, it looks pretty."
Merlin lifted his foot and put his left foot in the iron boots in front of him. After his feet were completely put in it, as the gears ran, the open shell of the boots closed quickly, and finally caught on Merlin's calf.
Merlin tried to lift his feet. These iron boots were a little heavy, and ordinary agents couldn't move freely with them.
However, as a special equipment for reconnaissance infiltration and high-altitude airborne operations, the agents will untie their boots after they reach their destination, and after the mission is completed, they will put on them again and leave the scene.
No one will be so stupid as to run chase with the enemy wearing this stuff.
"This is the controller."
Winston handed Merlin a palm-sized gadget that resembled a remote control. There were a few keys to control the general direction, and a flexible rocker.
"Try it, sir."
Winston turned on the computer at hand and observed the operation of the flying boots while saying to Merlin:
"You are the best test pilot I can find. For the safety of the agents, please be sure to test every possible situation."
"Ok."
When Merlin pressed the controller, with the start of the micro engine in the boots, a thrust reversed from his feet, Merlin's body quickly rose into space, he hovered in the workshop-like weapon test field, by controlling the joystick Continue to circle around, the speed is getting faster and faster.
After trying various extreme situations such as swells and dips, cutting off energy in the air and re-igniting when falling, Merlin heard Winston yelling on the ground
"Now test one of the most important functions, sir, don’t atomize, simulate the scene when ordinary agents fall.
"Click"
At the next moment, the flying boots on Merlin's feet untied the air, Merlin and the boots separated, and both sides began to fall towards the ground.
"Long press the start button!"
Winston yelled, Merlin's finger was pressed on the red button of the controller in hand, and after 2 seconds, the flight boots that were shut down suddenly started again. They flew in the air, drawing various kinds of The trajectory finally locked Merlin, quickly snapped into Merlin's feet in the air, and in the continuous injection of the propulsion engine, Merlin finally landed steadily on the ground.
"Click"
The shell of the flying boots opened outwards, and Merlin threw the controller in his hand to Winston. He said:
"Very good thing, what is the last function?"
"It is a crisis rescue function."
While checking the status of these flying boots, Winston said to Merlin:
"Used in real crisis situations, but that function is not perfect. When matching locks, the boots will occasionally fix the wrong position, which is more fixed on the user's hands than on their feet."
"This feature is very useful. Improve it as soon as possible."
Merlin says:
"I will file a patent application with the headquarters. The thing you designed will definitely satisfy field agents."
"This is my job, sir."
Winston pushed his glasses, and it said:
"You hire me, don't you just do these? I also like this job, especially my wisdom is used in the right occasions, to fight crime and maintain order, I also feel very honored ."
"What you said made me feel ashamed."
Merlin and Winston joked:
"You are more decent than those who claim to be "superheroes."
"Didi"
When Winston wanted to say something, Merlin's communicator rang, and Merlin put it to his ear. He asked:
"Barbie, what's the matter?"
"We caught a reporter sneaking into the base, sir."
Babbitt reports:
"He disguised as a cook assistant, drove into the restaurant with a car full of ingredients, and then put on the uniform of the base agent and took a camera to take pictures of the inside of the base."
"At present, he and several chefs are under control. What should we do with him?"
Hearing this, Merlin had a headache, he said:
"This is the number of the month?"
"The fifth, sir, and the other four were all found outside the base. This guy was perfectly disguised. If he didn’t try to enter the underground prison, he accidentally encountered Tripp, he probably would Retired."
Babbitt said:
"I suspect that this guy is likely to be trained in professional infiltration, and his identity is probably not just a reporter."
"Send him to my office."
Merlin says:
"Let me talk to him."
"Okay, sir."
Barbie hung up the communicator, and Merlin smiled apologetically at Winston. He said:
"Today's test is here, I have to deal with some things."
"Well, yes, sir."
A few minutes later, Merlin returned to his office, where Babbitt and the reporter with his hands tied were already waiting for him.
Merlin glanced at this guy who slipped into the ghost base. He looked very young, only in his early 20s. He was not very tall, his hair was a little scattered, his eyes were bright, and he was a very sharp guy at first sight.
He was still wearing the uniforms of the base agents, and even the information on the identity card was camouflaged.
It seems that this guy did all kinds of preparations before diving in.
"Barbie, help me pour coffee."
Merlin was sitting in his chair, his hands on the table, supporting his chin, he looked at the caught guy in front of him, the two looked at each other, a few seconds later, Merlin's lens appeared in front of him All the information that this person can find.
"Eddie Brook."
Merlin whispered:
"21 years old, born in San Francisco, joined the Army 2 years ago, but was dismissed because of repeated violations of military regulations. As a year-long unemployed wanderer, he joined the Global News's news editorial department in San Francisco last July."
"Your job is very good. You always have your own unique views on social issues. You are a famous investigative reporter. Although you have a short entry time, you have done a lot of things that your predecessors cannot do... "
Merlin read out the information about the reporter word by word. After he finished reading, the young reporter sitting on the chair in front of him had uncovered consternation.
"All I want to say is Eddie."
Merlin reached out and took the coffee from Barbie. While stirring the hot coffee, he said slowly:
"Your future is boundless, but why do you do such a dangerous thing, and why do you want to destroy your future?"
"Isn't it the reporter's job to answer citizens' questions?"
Eddie Brooke, this young, talented journalist sneered:
"Citizens are very concerned about the development of mutants in the past year. The official is unwilling to disclose specific treatment plans to the public. Professor Charles’s wonderful speeches did not mention too much about the whereabouts of radical mutants who have been silent. ...If someone has doubts, we have the responsibility to answer them."
He was not afraid of the attention of Merlin, the chief agent. He had a kind of newborn calf not afraid of tigers.
He said to Merlin:
"Those radical mutants, although they are hated by others, although they are a group of lunatics who are afraid of the world, but they also have their own human rights. Recently, many mutants have disappeared for no reason. I think their disappearance is related to this base. "
"Good guess, but unfortunately you don't have evidence, do you?"
Merlin looked at Eddie and he said:
"But before you come, maybe you should inform us in advance and apply for access to the Foreign News Office of SHIELD instead of making it happen now. You see, you sit here, you waste my time, this is really very bad."
"The evidence is here! And we have applied!"
The young reporter Eddie said angrily:
"Not only us, but also many newspaper reporters who are also concerned about the affairs of mutants have applied, but no one has obtained an official interview permission."
"Then it has nothing to do with me, Mr. Eddie."
Merlin spread his hands and said innocently:
"My colleagues don't allow you to interview me. Naturally they have their reasons. Maybe you should communicate with them. I believe any problems can be solved by communication and communication."
"Good speaking, Mr. Agent."
Eddie Bullock sharply grasped the loophole in Merlin's words, and he asked:
"I also believe that anything and misunderstandings can be obtained through sincere communication, so are you willing to accept my interview?"
"Ok?"
Merlin and Barbie glanced at each other. He found that he had encountered a stunned young man, a stunned young man with his own perseverance and code of conduct. In this situation, any normal person would want to get away quickly, but This guy...
He was still interested in the truth even when he was unable to protect himself.
But Merlin did not immediately reject him.
Since it was established and put into use, the ghost base has welcomed some uninvited guests like Eddie Brooke almost every period of time. Some of them are for the truth, and some are just for a reputation, although it is not difficult to expel these guys. , But for these guys to occupy the base's resources is not cost-effective.
In fact, Merlin was always looking for an opportunity to answer the doubts among the people about the whereabouts of those dangerous radical mutants.
They longed for the truth, and Merlin gave them the truth, but this matter cannot be brought forward by the official.
In this society, people believe in everything but do not believe in official rumours.
Probably because the credibility of the government is not as good as before. Therefore, it is better to publish such a description of the truth by some well-known professional news organizations.
Just like Eddie Brooke’s rise to fame, and the first-hand information given by investigative reporters who work for major newspapers, the credibility is relatively high.
"Of course, I am willing to accept your interview."
After Merlin thought for a moment, he looked up and said to Eddie:
"You have 30 minutes, you better organize the questions you want to ask in advance, I can also give you permission to shoot in the base, but I want to remind you, Eddie."
Merlin pushed his glasses. He told the young reporter in front of him:
"We are a confidential organization here after all. I allow you to keep those photos that you have taken personally, but as a part of confidentiality, when you leave the base, your memory of this interview will be deleted."
There was a trace of surprise in Eddie Brooke's eyes. Before waiting for his question, Merlin waved his hand. He said:
"Don't ask us how to delete your memory, we can just do it."
"How is it? Eddie."
Merlin asked playfully:
"You claim to be the defender of the truth, and the truth you desire to know is right in front of you. You only need to pay a trivial price to get them, and then publish them, and win praise from citizens again."
"Are you willing to accept?"
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