Chapter 37 Slice Study of Natasha

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

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

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

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

Leon couldn't say the following words.

The moment he lowered his head.

Natasha actually launched an attack without hesitation-even though the man she faced was so strong that he could easily break the high-strength polyethylene rope.

Her movements were so swift, like a spider catching prey.

It seemed that when she took action, the opponent had already fallen into her web and could not escape.

Facing Leon, who was obviously much stronger than her.

Natasha's attack was extremely fierce and went straight to the vital point.

Using speed to defeat strength, this is her skill to defeat powerful enemies countless times as a woman.

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

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

Natasha's face was full of shock.

Leon, who looked only 17 or 18 years old, actually blocked all her attacks at a faster speed!

Even with only one hand!

After that hand lightly grasped her fist, she couldn't break free from it even if she tried her best.

It seemed that it was not a hand that grasped her fist, but a cold hydraulic clamp.

Natasha's expression became uncertain.

But her rich combat experience made her react immediately.

She jumped up with both feet, and was about to step on Leon, twisting her joints to get away.

"Hey! Don't do that, I don't want to accidentally tear you in half because of your resistance!"

Natasha's body was not much better than a piece of paper for Leon.

If she accidentally relaxed her control over her strength during physical contact, the next scene could only be described as horrible.

Lyon said as he wrapped Natasha with a bio-force field, fearing that an accident would destroy Tony's bedroom.

But Natasha didn't know about this.

She just discovered.

Facing her violent attack, Lyon, who could always remain calm, actually changed his expression at this time.

This made her feel confused.

Was the other party afraid that she would get hurt?

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

Natasha couldn't figure it out.

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

She was instantly pressed against the wall without any resistance.

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

She tried yoga to get out, or tried to break her arm to survive... She tried to seek opportunities to counterattack by self-mutilation several times.

But in front of the majestic power behind her, all her struggles were useless, like an ant baring its teeth and claws in front of a giant.

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

She almost uncontrollably 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, her neck was pinched, and a big hand gently pinched it, and she immediately lost consciousness.

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

Leon supported Natasha, who collapsed naturally after coma, from behind, changed his posture to pick her up, and pushed the door out of Tony's bedroom.

"Master Leon, I'm so glad you're okay." Jarvis immediately expressed his concern. The electronic equipment in the bedroom was destroyed by Natasha, and he knew nothing about what happened inside.

"Don't come on, Jarvis, you know I can't get into trouble."

"It's my duty to care about your life and safety." Jarvis said, "Do you need me to call the police for you and hand over the intruder to the police?"

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

Leon said he was very curious.

Why did the Marvel story, which should have developed linearly, have an accident with Black Widow?

Could it be that this world is not the main universe of Marvel's movie number 199999, 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 Leon." Jarvis asked considerately, "Do you need me to turn off the monitoring equipment in the lab for you?"

Lyon's face darkened: "Turn it on, turn it on for me! What do you think I'm going to do?"

"I'll listen to you, Master." Jarvis' tone was flat.

"Shut up, I just want to check her."

Lyon carried Natasha into the lab, cleared the workbench with his right hand, and put her on it.

He then took off his coat and put on a pair of medical white gloves.

The movements were a little unfamiliar, like an amateur anatomist, quite like a medical student who was dissecting a cadaver for the first time.

But no matter how amateur he was, he became a top-notch person after turning on his perspective eyes.

"First, a full-body check, let me see..."

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

Leon said that he was not a person who liked to take advantage of others.

He put aside his distracting thoughts and quickly entered the state. His eyes penetrated Natasha's skin and saw the flesh and fascia wrapped under the skin.

"Well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with her body. There are no bombs or poison packs... ha, there is a locator on her right leg!"

"And in addition to that, is this a self-destruct device on her wrist?"

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

"Suicide if the mission cannot be completed, such an extreme approach 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 that she cannot defeat, she would not even have the idea of ​​giving up, let alone committing suicide.

"So, is she controlled?"

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

Natasha's sister was controlled by the Red House, an agent organization, using chemical means.

But that was the timeline ten years later.

At this time, Natasha should not even be in the Red House.

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

He went through layers of blood vessels and brain tissues and carefully checked them, but he couldn't find any problems.

"Is my perspective not high enough, or is her brain not controlled?"

When he encountered a problem he couldn't figure out, Leon was eager to try.

He quickly went to Stark Industrial Park to move a series of special instruments such as microscopes, magnetoencephalogram detectors, and brain readers.

More than a dozen huge machines surrounded the workbench.

Leon rubbed his hands: "Now it's time to test the results of my studies in the past few days."

In the past few days after solving the Ten Rings Gang, he was not just basking in the sun.

In his free time, he occasionally took the time to learn some biological knowledge.

But he didn't expect that this knowledge would come in handy so soon.

Lyon first removed 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 one by one, and his hands operating the instruments on the workbench were so fast that even afterimages appeared.

In the observation of a cell slice, he only needed to take a glance to remember the entire image, and then immediately draw an analytical conclusion.

Sometimes when he encountered unclear details, he asked 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 say in his heart-

Thank you Natasha Romanov.

This great female agent used her brain for free to help him learn while experimenting in an hour, and successfully grew into an excellent neuroscientist, chemist, and brain scientist.

What a selfless spirit of dedication to science!

"Oh! I found it!" At a certain moment, Lyon, who was bent over the microscope, shouted happily.

He dared to say that he didn't feel as accomplished as he did now when he was basking in the sun every day.

Nothing can make people feel more accomplished than reaching the pinnacle of a field through their own efforts in a very short 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!" Leon was slightly 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 image, "This chemical is affecting her basal ganglia, thereby affecting her consciousness!"

"If I'm not mistaken, she actually still has self-awareness, but it is divided into several parts by drugs, some of which obey the orders of others, and some of which are her own ideas."

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

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

Leon cleared the table again: "Then the next step is to make targeted inhibitors. Maybe when she wakes up, we can have an unexpected harvest!"