Early the next morning, inside Nick Fury's office.
"Besides our base being infiltrated yesterday, the National Museum was also broken into.
Two Vibranium artifacts were stolen. The method was exactly the same as what happened here.
All surveillance equipment was hacked, then the power system was sabotaged. Not long after that, the items were stolen."
Natasha stood before Nick Fury's desk and gave her report point by point, her expression somewhat strange.
"So there weren't any photos or videos?" Nick Fury frowned, looking thoroughly displeased.
"No. Every surveillance system within ten miles of the National Museum was hacked. Nothing was recorded.
There were several witnesses at the scene, but because the power system had been destroyed, they didn't see what the thief looked like.
They only knew the other party was a woman. Apparently, she had a great figure, curves in all the right places, and long straight black hair."
"Motherfucker, are you sure they couldn't see anything? Looks to me like they were too busy staring at that woman's body.
They're all useless trash controlled by their little heads. Fucking ridiculous." Nick Fury slapped the desk in rage.
Although he had already guessed that there was a ninety-percent chance Loren was behind this, he simply could not find any evidence.
He could not even get hold of any dirt on the guy, though he knew that even if he did, it would be useless.
Still, as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the other party had already reached into their base and came and went as easily as if it were his own home.
If he did nothing now, where would he put his pride as director?
Whether he could catch him was one matter; whether it would be useful was another.
"Sir, although we didn't get a photo of her,