Chapter 37 Slice Study Natasha

"You just mentioned General Drekov. If I remember correctly, he should be the leader of the Red House, right?"

Under Natasha's horrified eyes, Leon easily broke free from his restraints, and the ropes tied around his body broke into several sections and scattered on the ground.

"Which means you are still under the control of the Red House."

Leon stood up and patted himself, "This is wrong. At this time, you should be..."

Lyon was unable to continue.

The moment he lowered his head.

Natasha launched her attack without hesitation - even though the man she was facing was strong enough to easily break the high-strength polyethylene rope.

Her movements were so swift, like a spider stalking its prey.

It was as if when she made her move, the other party had already fallen into her net and could not escape.

Facing Leon, who is obviously much stronger than her.

Natasha's attack was extremely brutal and went straight to the vital points.

Using speed to defeat strength, this is the technique she has used to defeat powerful enemies countless times as a woman.

Her punches, elbows, and knees landed on Leon almost in no particular order, and she really used her body to the limit.

However, this surprise attack tactic, which always worked, suffered a Waterloo this time.

Natasha's face was filled with shock.

Leon, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, actually blocked all her attacks at a faster speed!

Even with just one hand!

The hand gently grasped her fist, and she couldn't break free even if she tried her best.

It was as if what was gripping her fist was not a hand, but a cold hydraulic clamp.

Natasha's expression turned into one of doubt and confusion.

But her rich combat experience allowed her to react immediately.

She pushed off the ground with both feet and jumped up, about to step on Leon and break her joints to escape.

"Hey! Don't do that. I don't want to accidentally tear you in half just because you resist!"

Natasha's body was no better than a piece of paper to Leon.

If you accidentally relax your control over your strength during physical contact, the scene that follows can only be described as horrific.

As Leon spoke, he wrapped Natasha with a bio-force field, fearing that an accident would destroy Tony's bedroom.

But Natasha didn't know this.

She just discovered.

Facing her violent attack, Leon, who had remained calm, suddenly changed his expression.

This made her feel confused.

Is the other party afraid that she will get hurt?

Who is the super agent who sneaked into the other's house?

Natasha couldn't understand.

But the next moment, a huge force came along his arm.

She was instantly pressed against the wall without any ability to resist.

This time, Natasha tried her best but couldn't move it at all.

She tried yoga to escape, or tried to cut off her arms to survive... She used self-harm several times to seek opportunities to fight back.

But in the face of the overwhelming force behind her, all her struggles were in vain, like an ant baring its fangs and claws in front of a giant.

Slowly her eyes changed, becoming sad, desperate, and even relieved.

Almost uncontrollably, she raised her right middle finger and bent it toward the inside of her wrist, trying to trigger a ring device on her wrist.

"What else do you want to do?"

Suddenly, the back of her neck was grabbed by a large hand and gently squeezed, and she immediately lost consciousness.

"It seems that only this way can our Black Widow sister be willing to be quiet for a while."

Leon supported Natasha from behind as she collapsed unconscious, changed her position, picked her up, and pushed the door open to walk out of Tony's bedroom.

"Master Leon, I'm so glad you're okay." Jarvis immediately expressed his concern. All the electronic equipment in the bedroom had been destroyed by Natasha, and he had no idea what had happened inside.

"Come on, Jarvis, you know nothing can happen to me."

"It is my duty to care about your safety," Jarvis said. "Do you want me to call the police and hand over this intruder to the police?"

"No, I think this matter is not simple. This intruder must have some secrets. I have to take her down to study her."

Lyon said he was curious.

Why did the Marvel story, which was supposed to develop linearly, go wrong with Black Widow?

Could it be that this world is not the main universe of Marvel's numbered movies, but a branch universe like "What If...?"

But this is unlikely. After all, the characters he has seen so far look almost the same as in the movie.

He walked down the stairs with speculation: "By the way, when Tony comes back, remember to tell him to order takeout. I should be in the lab tonight."

"Okay, Master Lyon." Jarvis asked considerately, "Do you need me to shut down the monitoring equipment in the laboratory for you?"

Leon's face darkened: "Open it, open it all! What do you think I'm going to do?"

"As you say, sir." Jarvis said calmly.

"Shut up, I just need to check her out."

Leon carried Natasha into the laboratory, cleared the workbench with his right hand, and placed her on it.

Then he took off his coat and put on a pair of white medical gloves.

His movements were a little awkward, and he looked like an amateur anatomist, much like a medical student who was dissecting a cadaver for the first time.

However, no matter how amateur he was, he became the best after he developed the ability to see through things.

"First, a full body check. Let me see..."

"Oh! She really has a nice figure! As expected of Natasha, with slim shoulders and a plump butt, very pretty... Ahem, let's take a look at other parts first."

Lyon said he is not a person who likes to take advantage of others.

He cleared his mind of distractions and quickly got into the state of mind. His eyes penetrated Natasha's skin and saw the flesh and fascia beneath it.

"Well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with her body. There is no bomb, no poison pack... Ha, there is a locator on her right leg!"

"Besides that, is this thing on your wrist a self-destruct device?"

Leon stroked his chin, "So she actually wanted to use the self-destruct device to commit suicide just now?"

"If the mission cannot be completed, then committing suicide is such an extreme act. It is obviously not Natasha's style."

In the movie, Natasha Romanoff would sacrifice herself to save others, and would also give up her life to protect her companions.

But when facing an enemy she cannot defeat, she would not even think of giving up, let alone committing suicide.

"So, it's controlled?"

I remember the Black Widow movie that I quickly watched in my previous life.

Natasha's sister was controlled by the spy organization Red House using chemical means.

But that's a decade later.

Normally Natasha shouldn't even be in the red room at this time.

Leon's gaze moved to the top of Natasha's head.

He went through layer after layer of vascular networks and brain tissue and examined it carefully, but could not find any problems.

"Is it that my clairvoyance level is not high enough, or is it that her brain is not under control?"

When faced with a problem he couldn't understand, Lyon became eager to try.

He quickly went to the Stark Industrial Park and brought in a series of special instruments including microscopes, magnetoencephalogram detectors, and brain readers.

A dozen huge machines surrounded the workbench.

Leon rubbed his hands together and said, "Now it's time to test the results of my studies over the past few days."

In the past few days since he dealt with the Ten Commandments Gang, he has been doing more than just basking in the sun.

I also occasionally took the time to learn some biology in my free time.

I just didn't expect that this knowledge would come in handy so soon.

Leon first dismantled the bomb and tracker on Natasha, and then began to extract cerebrospinal fluid and brain cells for research.

"The brain functions normally, the nerve nodes are normal, the synaptic transmission is normal..."

He checked each item one by one, and his hands operated the instruments on the workbench so quickly that afterimages appeared.

When observing a cell slice, he only needs to take a glance to remember the entire image and then draw an analytical conclusion immediately.

Sometimes when he encountered unclear details, he would ask Jarvis to help search for relevant papers on the Internet.

During the research process, Lyon's relevant knowledge reserves have been rapidly improved.

He couldn't help but silently think in his heart -

Thanks to Natasha Romanoff.

This great female agent used her brain free of charge to help him learn while conducting experiments in an hour, and she successfully grew into an excellent neurologist, chemist, and brain scientist.

What a selfless spirit of dedication to science!

"Oh! I found it!" At one point, Lyon, who was working in front of a microscope, shouted with joy.

He dared to say that he didn’t feel as much sense of accomplishment as he did now when he was basking in the sun every day.

Nothing can make people feel more accomplished than reaching the top of a field through their own efforts in a very short period of time and solving a difficult problem.

"Master Leon, what did you find?" Jarvis is a qualified supporting actor.

"I found the cause of the disease!" Lyon was a little excited.

"There is nothing wrong with Natasha's brain structure and organization."

"But in her cell fluid, I found a foreign chemical!"

Leon printed out a brain view. "This chemical is affecting her basal ganglia, and therefore her consciousness!"

"If I'm not mistaken, she actually still has self-awareness, but it has been divided into several parts by the drugs. Some of it obeys the orders of others, and some of it has her own thoughts."

"This confused consciousness will allow her to retain her logical thinking, but lose her emotional judgment, so that she can only obey orders from others!"

"The person who developed this chemical is a genius, but also a devil!"

Leon cleared the table again: "Then the next step is to make a targeted inhibitor. Maybe when she wakes up, we can get an unexpected reward!"