Late at night.
Early in the morning, Michael Peter arrived at the hospital to visit the person he had saved.
Michael Peter, holding a bouquet of flowers, pushed open the door to the hospital room.
Upon seeing the visitor, the woman lying on the bed exclaimed in surprise, "You are...?"
"You are... that person."
Michael Peter smiled and said, "You look good, that's great."
He accepted the flowers from Michael Peter and said gratefully, "Thank you, the flowers are beautiful."
The doctor who had just finished examining her left the ward when he saw someone coming to see the patient.
Watching the doctor leave, her expression changed, and she immediately asked in an icy voice, "What are you doing here?"
Michael Peter looked at the other person and said, "I don't know where to go, Doctor."
"Things are getting worse, I know what's right, I know."
"But nobody was willing to listen to me. I volunteered for the trial because you said things would change."
She stood up from the hospital bed, looked at Michael Peter, and said, "You said you could control yourself."
"Our first test subject went out of control and walked into the Laboratory with a bomb."
Michael Peter began by saying, "I'm not like him."
The woman looked at him, but said in an icy voice, "Then go tell your foreman in the intensive care unit."
Clearly, the other party didn't believe a word of Michael Peter's account; in her eyes, Michael was no different from the guy who had self-destructed.
Michael Peter excitedly grabbed the other man's arm and said, "I saved you."
However, the other party said, "You've exposed me."
At the same time, she pulled her arm out of Michael's grasp, and while glancing through the window to see if anyone else was eavesdropping, she said, "You've exposed the plan."
"The people who gave me this technology are no joke."
"They don't want to be exposed; Michael Peter must disappear."
Michael Peter looked at her and felt that the woman in front of him was a complete stranger at this moment.
"You're right, I'm no longer him."
"I am a different person now."
Hearing the other person's reply, the woman said helplessly, "Come on, you're getting too excited, Mike."
"And you're losing control, just like the last person."
"This is a disaster."
Michael Peter walked step by step to the window of the ward, where he stood and turned to look at the other person.
"No, this is a hero's origin story."
After saying that, he jumped out of the window on the tenth floor.
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On the other side.
May and Skye drove the car back into the alley they had entered before. Skye began adjusting the equipment inside the car and spoke into the walkie-talkie to Fitz:
"The audio will be sent shortly."
"It hasn't been compressed yet, so it'll probably take a while."
On the other end, Fitz was also debugging the equipment and replied, "Okay, okay, I'm receiving it."
"I'll show you my thing when you get back."
Fitz realized he had misspoke and quickly added, "It's something, not me, it's my hardware."
"My equipment."
Fitz, still feeling uneasy, quickly ended the call, "Let's hang up."
Fitz hung up the call, Coulson, who was standing nearby, looked at the busy Simmons and asked, "Isn't alien metal an explosive?"
While examining the alien metal, Simmons remarked, "I thought it was it based on the fracture pattern and dispersion."
"But it's just full of dripping Gamma Radiation."
As the electric drill continued to strike, the alien metal began to drip a viscous liquid.
"Wow, it's really starting now, this is interesting."
At this point, when it seemed the time was almost up, Grant Ward came out and asked, "What clues have we obtained?"
Fitz began, "Skye is sending us her other encrypted files about the Centipede."
"But we have her audio; I've already loaded it."
Coulson looked at Fitz and said, "Well done."
Fitz moved to a quiet spot, used some technical jargon, and then said, "I'll show you using virtual imagery."
"It's like magic, but it's science."
With Fitz's actions, the images of the scene before the explosion were reconstructed using virtual projection.
Looking at the virtual scene before him, Grant Ward observed for a moment and then asked, "Was the explosive in the Suitcase?"
Fitz started playing his denoised audio file and heard the conversation between the two people inside.
"Please calm down, let me check your vital signs."
In the virtual scene, a man spoke excitedly to another person wearing a white coat:
"I feel good, and I want to feel even better."
"Where is the doctor? Where is she?"
The man in the white coat said, "If you don't calm down, I'll give you a sedative."
The man picked up a chair, slammed it on the table, and shouted, "Where is she?"
Just then, Fitz pressed pause and said, "Wait, did you guys see what's on his arm?"
As the figure was magnified and recounted, the mark on the arm became clearly visible.
Grant Ward began, "A Centipede."
Simmons walked over at that moment and said, "It's his Intravenous Blood Filter."
"Sir, this viscous substance is very similar to the Super Soldier Serum that Dr. Erskine invented in the 1940s, used for..."
Before Simmons could finish speaking, Coulson interjected, "Super Soldier."
Simmons continued, "I detected alien metal, Gamma Radiation, Super Soldier Serum, all known sources of superpowers mixed together."
Coulson looked at Fitz and instructed, "We need to check the source of the explosion. Fast forward to the last part of the recording."
Fitz received the order and immediately began to operate. Soon the scene of the explosion was reconstructed, and the man in the scene was seen to be surrounded by orange light before turning into a fireball and exploding.
Seeing all this, Coulson said, "This is the Extremis Virus, a new strain, and it's extremely unstable."
Clearly, upon waking up, Coulson immediately learned about the significant events that had occurred during his treatment.
They are very clear about the Extremis Virus, the Mandarin incident, and the mastermind behind it.
Simmons remarked, "That poor guy didn't bring any explosives."
"Does that mean Mike also has the same substance in his body?"
Grant Ward offered his opinion. "And judging from his strength, he has even more inside him."
Fitz then realized what was happening. "Then Mike could..."
"Everyone within a two-block radius will be killed by him."
Coulson looked at Grant Ward: "Didn't you want to defuse the bomb? Here's your chance."
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