Kamen Rider ZZZ from the American comic book world

Now that things have come to this, those belongings can be handed over to Howard Stark's only son in the world.

“I understand.” Nick Fury nodded, then asked, “Coulson, haven’t you had a vacation in a while?”

“My girlfriend has been urging me to go several times,” Coulson chuckled. “She’s always wanted me to attend a concert she’s in, and she even wants to go on vacation to Europe afterward.”

“Okay, I approve your paid annual leave,” Nick Fury said generously. “Take this time to relax.”

"Thank you, Director."

Coulson knew Nick Fury wanted to get rid of him, but he knew that some things shouldn't be asked, so he gladly accepted the paid annual leave.

After Coulson left, Nick Fury went behind his desk to think about how to contact Number Seven.

If Number Seven were to spend his daily life at school, sending only adult agents wouldn't be a particularly good option, since teachers always have students they don't have access to.

If strictly subject to oversight by the World Security Council, all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents must be adults.

But Nick Fury isn't someone who cares a lot about rules.

For example, the compensation for the Storm King Arts Center incident wasn't actually $500, but a full $1,500; the lesser amount was withheld by Nick Fury.

However, Nick Fury did not use these funds to support his personal life. Instead, he built secure bases around the world and provided more equipment and support for S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

Therefore, in addition to the numerous adult agents openly known as S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury also secretly trained a group of underage agents.

Now is the time for them to shine.

Nick Fury issued an order to these underage agents to infiltrate schools, including Midtown High School, to monitor the situation on campus and manage teacher-student relationships.

In addition, Nick Fury sent one to three adult agents to the schools involved in the incident, appointing them as teachers or school janitors.

However, the actions of the underage group and the adult group are independent of each other, and they will not know each other's identities.

After assigning the tasks, Nick Fury muttered to himself, "Number Seven, where are you?"

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On the first day after spring break, Midtown High School returned to its usual bustling state.

When the day's classes ended, Li Ai, who was sitting in the back row by the window, got up and left the classroom. He looked at the gloomy weather outside the window and wanted to go home before getting soaked.

As Li Ai was about to leave the school, Ashley, who came out of another classroom, called out to him.

"Li Ai, wait a minute."

Upon hearing this, he paused, turned to look at Ashley, who took out two registration forms from her handbag and said:

"These two competitions are open to high school students throughout New York City, and the judges are professional photographers from several media outlets, making them far more prestigious than intra-school competitions."

Li Ai took the two registration forms and quickly glanced through them.

Both competitions are themed "City Streets," requiring participants to submit five to eight photos of any subject matter, including people, buildings, and street scenes. However, the first competition also includes a writing component, requiring participants to write an introduction and provide a brief description for each photo. The second competition is purely for taking photos.

"Looks like I'll be traveling around this week," Li Ai said, looking at the information on the registration form.

“By the way,” Ashley added, “if you need some inspiration for your photography, you can go to Manhattan or Brooklyn. There are lots of street artists and unique architecture there, which might give you some inspiration.”

"Thank you, teacher. I will prepare carefully." Li Ai folded the registration form and put it into her schoolbag.

He didn't linger, packed his things, and headed towards the school gate.

At this moment, fine rain fell from the sky, wetting the cement ground.

Several students who didn't bring umbrellas could only temporarily shield themselves with their jackets before rushing towards the school bus. There were also several private cars waiting for people outside the school gate.

"I didn't bring an umbrella." Li Ai looked at the already full school bus and decided to wait for the rain to subside before leaving.

But at that moment, Jessica, who also didn't have an umbrella, walked up to Li Ai and asked, "Want to take a few pictures before you leave?"

Chapter 57 Rainy Night, Porsche, Overpass

"Are you working hard for a photography competition?" Li Ai asked, looking at the camera in Jessica's hand.

“Yes, I got the application form this afternoon,” Jessica said, sounding quite troubled. “But I have absolutely no idea what to film.”

"Isn't there still two weeks until the deadline?" Li Ai asked. "Are you in such a hurry?"

"It's not that I'm in a rush, I just want to get the competition sorted out as soon as possible, and then take on photo shoots or submit articles to newspapers to earn some money for accessories."

Jessica put her camera in her backpack, made a phone call to her family, and then started talking to Li Ai.

"By the way, have you ever submitted articles to the media?"

"No, I only consider photography a hobby," Li Ai replied truthfully, then asked:

"So, which newspaper in the city do you think has the worst submission experience?"

“The Daily Bugle,” Jessica said without hesitation. “Their boss has a terrible temper, and they only pay part-time employees half the salary of full-time employees, which is lower than the part-time pay at other newspapers. The only advantage is that the submission requirements are low.”

“J. Jonah James? He’s certainly known for his temper, but I can’t say much else.” Li Ai smiled.

Jessica watched the last school bus drive away. "By the way, how are you getting home? Should I have my family drive you? How about it as payment for fixing my camera?"

"No need." Li Ai looked at the raindrops that were gradually decreasing. "The rain should stop in a little while."

At this point, the number of private cars at the school gate gradually decreased until a black SUV came into their view.

It was a Porsche Cayenne, its body gleaming from the rain, making it stand out conspicuously parked on the side of the road.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a handsome face.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with dark brown hair parted to the side, deep-set features, and blue-green eyes. He wore a dark jacket over a simple black T-shirt, giving him an overall impression of being capable yet casual.

The man in the car turned his head and his gaze fell precisely on Li Ai. Their eyes, the same color, met.

A man driving a black Porsche Cayenne?

Li Ai remembered the note his mother had left for him before her business trip. After a brief eye contact, he confirmed the identity of the visitor.

Jessica, noticing her friend staring at the black Porsche, became curious and asked:

Do you know the people in that car?

"I guess so," Li Ai said ambiguously, then walked towards the black Porsche and waved to Jessica.

"See you tomorrow."

Jessica watched as Li Ai got into the passenger seat of the Porsche and remarked, "No wonder he can treat photography as a pure hobby."

Shortly after, Jessica's family arrived in a car to pick her up and took her away from the school.

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Meanwhile, in a black Porsche heading towards Midtown Manhattan, Li Ai sat upright, her hands gripping the seatbelt.

Because the driver was named Leon S. Kennedy, who was Li Ai's biological father in this life, but he also had a famous nickname—the vehicle killer.

Most of the vehicles that Leon rides don't end well; it's considered very lucky if they can be returned for major repairs.

Therefore, Li Ai was also afraid that the Porsche would explode.

The car was quiet, with only the sound of the windshield wipers moving back and forth on the windshield.

However, Leon interpreted Li Ai's concern as a sign of helplessness, so he took the initiative to break the awkward silence.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Leon S. Kennedy, currently an agent of the Federal Secret Service, and also..."

“My biological father,” Li Ai interrupted.

“Yes,” Leon said as he drove. “Your mother and I fell in love during the Raccoon City incident, and then you came into being…”

At that moment, a red light appeared ahead, and Lyon slammed on the brakes, bringing the Porsche to a steady stop.

"And because your mother and I work in dangerous environments, plus my special status, we can't reunite like ordinary families," Li Ai said calmly.

"My mom said she understands."

Lyon glanced at Li Ai, whose blue-green eyes, so similar to his own, held no resentment, but rather an unexpected calm.

“Just like your mother said, you have a strong ability to learn.” Leon said, one hand on the steering wheel and the other pointing to the glove compartment on the passenger side.

"There's a little gift for you; I hope you'll like it."

"A gift?" Li Ai opened the storage box in front of her and took out a black iron box.

The metal box had a frosted finish and no brand logo. Li Ai opened the lid and saw a watch padded with black sponge.

This watch displays the time on an LCD screen, and its main body is made of high-density resin and special steel. There are four function buttons around the bezel, and the strap is made of pure titanium alloy with a black coating, giving it a strong tactical feel.

"It looks pretty cool." Li Ai's eyes lit up. He tried it on; the weight was just right, and the watch fit his wrist perfectly without interfering with his daily activities.

"This is the latest limited edition this year," Leon said with a slight smug smile.

"It has basic timekeeping, heart rate, and blood oxygen monitoring, as well as an altimeter and thermometer. It's water-resistant to 200 meters, and the crystal is made of sapphire crystal, which is not easily scratched. The salesperson practically told me it could go to space."

"This watch must be very expensive, right?" Li Ai stroked the edge of the watch face.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Lyon started the car as the light turned green and he stepped on the gas, saying, "Don't worry about that, because my salary is really very high."

"Because your salary is really very high?"

The second half of the sentence was spoken by both of them at the same time. After hearing Li Ai say something similar, Leon showed a somewhat surprised expression.

“My mom said the same thing,” Li Ai said with a smile.

“Ada…you’ve made it so I have nothing to say when I’m with the kids.” Leon smiled helplessly and quickly changed the subject, saying:

"Never mind, I've made a reservation at a family restaurant. I hope you like their food. Also, you need to find some time to take your driver's education class. New York City doesn't accept your old driver's license. It's best to get your motorcycle license first. I have something to give you later."

Several tens of minutes later, the Porsche stopped in front of a family restaurant that claimed to have a century-old history.

The restaurant's signature dishes are steak and lobster bisque, and the dessert is a strawberry sundae, which Li Ai also really likes. After enjoying a hearty meal, Lyon prepared to drive Li Ai back to her residence in Queens.

"I'll take you home first."

"And what about you?" Li Ai asked.

“I’m staying at a hotel.” Lyon started the engine again. “I’m leaving tomorrow afternoon; I’ve been really busy with work lately.”

“Understood.” Li Ai indicated his understanding. According to his memory, President Adam Benford should now be preparing for the establishment of the DSO, an anti-bioterrorism organization specifically for America.

Just then, a clap of thunder sounded, and the torrential rain began to fall again.

A black Porsche drove into the rain and onto the elevated highway connecting Manhattan and Queens.

The hustle and bustle of Manhattan was gradually left behind, the buildings on both sides of the street became shorter, and the lights became sparser, while the torrential rain continued unabated.

The number of cars on the road decreased, until only the sound of tires rolling over puddles and the swishing of windshield wipers remained.

Until a figure suddenly entered the father and son's field of vision.

Chapter 58 The Vehicle Killer Lives Up to Its Name

Lyon's pupils contracted instantly, and he gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, slamming on the brakes.

The screeching of the tires tore through the rainy night, leaving two long black skid marks on the flooded road, and the car slid forward due to its enormous inertia.

Finally, the two heard a muffled thud from the front of the car, and the whole car shook violently.

Fortunately, no cars were coming from behind, otherwise it would have caused a chain-reaction accident.

Although they didn't cause any trouble, Li Ai and Leon felt like they had experienced something more serious than a car accident.

"What was that just now?" Leon recalled the red light he had just seen.

“It’s a humanoid creature.” Li Ai saw it more clearly than Lyon.

It was a figure about two meters tall, covered in black scales, with a tail trailing behind it.

At first, Li Ai thought she would encounter the one-eyed old man or his son, but it seemed that the one-eyed old man and his son were still in Asgard at this point in time...

"Their way of welcoming us was quite unique, and they even brought us some after-dinner activities."

Lyon pulled over to the emergency lane, took out a folding umbrella and a flashlight from the glove compartment, retrieved the pistol hidden in the armrest box, and then got out of the car to check.

Li Ai followed closely behind, and the two arrived at the front of the car, where they saw the marks of the impact.

The front bumper has a noticeable dent, shaped like it was hit by a huge fist. More importantly, there are three parallel claw marks on the passenger side door that extend to the rear of the car.

"Damn it," Leon couldn't help but curse. He was definitely unhappy about his car being damaged.

Lyon then checked under the car and found red bloodstains on the ground that had mixed with rainwater.

Li Ai looked around and peered through the rain at the darkness below the overpass, feeling as if something was watching from the shadows.