We're In Trouble

What could Bradley do when faced with a powerful mutant like Erik, who could kill Ling with his bare hands, and a companion who had easily dealt with Sabretooth?

No matter how unwilling he was, what other choice did he have?

Furthermore, with Sabretooth and Ling dead, Stryker would definitely not let this go, and Bradley was destined to be on the run.

From this perspective, being captured by another mutant organization wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

At least Stryker wouldn't be able to find him easily, right?

Thinking this, Bradley became compliant. He didn't cause any trouble and obediently followed Erik and Rorschach to the entrance of their secret base.

At the base entrance.

Agent Moira, who had received the news early, along with several CIA agents and Charles, were already waiting at the entrance.

"Erik, is this the guy?"

Agent Moira sized up Bradley, a suspicious look appearing on her face.

Erik had said he'd captured a suspect from the Hellfire Club, but this short guy didn't look like it at all!

"He's not."

Charles shook his head from the side, stating it with certainty.

He had already read Bradley's memories and could confirm the other party wasn't working for Shaw.

"Charles, are you sure?"

Erik walked up to Charles, looking displeased, and pressed him, "Did you use your ability?"

"I'm sorry, Erik, but he really isn't," Charles shook his head.

Erik's expression immediately turned disappointed. He angrily kicked a small pebble at his feet.

He had been tracking Shaw for so many years, and the only successful attempt was about two months ago on a cruise ship.

He had ruthlessly attempted to assassinate Shaw then, but not only did Shaw escape, Erik himself almost lost his life.

If Charles hadn't intervened, Erik would have definitely drowned in the icy seawater.

The main reason Erik had agreed to stay with the CIA for the past two months was to utilize their resources to investigate Shaw.

But after two months, they had found nothing.

Now, after finally capturing someone, it turned out they had the wrong person.

How could Erik not be dejected?

Moira couldn't help but sigh.

Shaw was not only a target for Erik and Charles but also for the CIA, which was the reason for their cooperation.

"I've told you before, no matter who you think I am, you're wrong," Bradley immediately spoke up in his defense. "You've got the wrong person!"

"Yes, we've got the wrong person."

Charles, who admitted his mistakes readily, apologized to Bradley. "If my friends and I have caused you any trouble, I apologize."

"Save it," Bradley shrugged, not caring about it. "I guess I can't leave, right?"

No matter what kind of organization this was, an outsider knowing the location of their base wouldn't be allowed to leave freely.

Bradley had worked with Stryker before; he wasn't that naive.

"Things aren't as simple as you think," Charles didn't deny this. He glanced at Moira and Erik. "I think we might have run into some trouble."

"Let's talk inside!"

Agent Moira and Charles exchanged a look, and the group bustled into the base.

After Bradley was taken away and placed under strict guard, Moira, Charles, and Erik met in the office.

"Charles, what's going on?"

Agent Moira asked impatiently.

"Wait a moment."

Before Charles could speak, Erik interjected, "Why don't we call Rorschach in too?"

"Isn't that a bit too soon?" Charles hesitated slightly.

He still wanted to talk to Erik about Rorschach's "fieldwork" performance afterward before deciding how much to involve Rorschach.

"Charles, he's already involved! Once he's in, there's no turning back. Moreover, I believe he's ready."

Erik said with great conviction.

Charles was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Erik to praise Rorschach so highly after just one mission.

However, Charles trusted Erik implicitly. He immediately shrugged, "If Moira doesn't mind."

Moira MacTaggert, a secret CIA agent.

While investigating the mutant known as Black King Shaw, she discovered the incredible existence of mutants and consulted Charles, an expert in genetics, for related questions.

This led to their cooperation.

From then on, Agent Moira became one of the mutants' most trusted partners, as well as Charles' lover in his youth.

It's just that there were some bumps in the road between the two of them.

"Rorschach? The young man who went out with Erik yesterday?" Moira couldn't help but ask, "It seems he's the one you and Erik have chosen, is he the only one?"

"Currently, he's the only one, but I believe that's only temporary." Charles nodded.

"OK." Moira paused for a moment, then agreed, "He's involved in this matter himself, Charles, have him come in."

"Sorry, Moira, my abilities don't work on Rorschach, so I'll have to trouble you to send someone to invite him over."

Charles said with a hint of helplessness.

"Don't work? Is Rorschach also a psychic?" Moira was immediately surprised, "I thought he was a strength-type ability user."

"Honestly, I'm not sure either, he's completely different from other psychics I've met." Charles shook his head.

Back on the ship, he had clashed with the White Queen from afar, and she had completely blocked his senses.

Charles could clearly sense the White Queen's psychic abilities, but Rorschach... he didn't even know how his own abilities didn't work.

"What an interesting fellow."

Moira was indeed a little curious about Rorschach, and immediately instructed a subordinate to call him over.

Rorschach soon appeared before everyone.

"Rorschach, this is Agent Moira, I'm sure you've heard of her." Charles briefly introduced Rorschach.

Although this base was a CIA base, in reality, apart from some lower-level security personnel, people like Moira rarely showed themselves.

"Agent Moira, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too!"

The two sides exchanged brief greetings and then took their seats.

"Alright, now that everyone is here, let's officially begin."

Charles lightly tapped the table with his hand, drawing everyone's attention.