"What if she's being controlled by someone else? Is there a way to reverse it?" Natasha asked, her voice unusually tense as she worried about Yelena.
"That depends on her luck," Tony replied confidently. "There are two main ways to control someone. One is the crude method: constant brainwashing, hypnosis, and specific command phrases. This method is expensive but surprisingly effective, making it very difficult to break free completely."
"The other is physical, like implanting chips in the brain or using neurotoxins. That's simpler—you just remove the chip or develop an antidote."
Tony's confidence was unwavering. If the problem was physical, he was sure he could find a solution.
"Qin, get Yelena onto the machine. Damn it, don't tell me you expect me to do everything myself! I'm just helping out as a friend!"
Tony activated the machine, which slowly began scanning Yelena's brain.
Natasha watched her sister with deep concern.
Qin Xiao, however, remained more rational.
"We just knocked her out. While we can blame it on your battle armor losing control, if she wakes up mid-procedure, we might not be able to help her regain control today, which could jeopardize the rest of our plan."
"Don't worry!" Tony said confidently.
"I added a small device to the instrument. If her brainwaves start to activate, it will automatically inject her with a sedative."
"It's perfectly safe, I promise. It won't damage her brain—just help her get a good night's sleep."
Tony explained this to a grim-faced Natasha.
"Sir, the scan is complete!" Jarvis announced.
"Nice work! Generate a 3D holographic projection. Let's take a good look at what's going on inside Sister Natasha's head!"
As soon as Tony finished speaking, Jarvis projected a model of a brain onto the specially modified floor.
Tony walked over and spread his arms wide. The projection suddenly expanded to fill the entire room.
Inside, countless points of light twinkled like stars, resembling a cosmic nebula.
"Let me see... all the neuron readings are normal, which means she has sufficient cognitive ability and behavioral logic. It's just..."
Tony zoomed in on a specific area. Unlike before, each star-like point of light was now covered in a misty layer.
"It seems the problem lies here. Jarvis, what does this look like to you?"
"It resembles some kind of inhibitor, capable of manipulating a person's consciousness. Much like a line of code you wrote into my program, sir, ensuring I always serve you!"
"Exactly! Natasha, you're lucky. You're lucky. The one controlling your sister is some kind of neurotoxin. I think I have a way to fix this."
Stark Industries had plenty of biologists. Creating a complete antidote to the neurotoxin might take some time.
But temporarily helping Yelena break free from the drug's control using instruments and medication would be no trouble for Tony.
***
Several days later...
In Qin Xiao's New York apartment, a cloud of pink smoke suddenly billowed in the living room.
Qin Xiao and Natasha, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV, swayed briefly before collapsing.
Yelena, her face impassive, picked up her phone and reported to Dreykov.
"Well done, child. Two Widows will come to meet you in ten minutes. Leave everything to them. I'll be waiting to meet you."
"Understood!"
Yelena hung up decisively.
She walked to a spot facing away from the window and winked at Qin Xiao and Natasha sprawled on the floor.
In the outskirts of New York, at Francis's farm...
The once-empty farm was now brightly lit.
Four or five cars were parked at the entrance to the farmhouse, and a jet plane sat quietly nearby.
Francis eyed the two super-soldiers behind Dreykov and the group of expressionless Widows.
He said, with a hint of envy,
"Two super-soldiers like Captain America, plus your poor little Widows, General Dreykov—you look more formidable than the President of the United States."
Dreykov burst into laughter.
He took Francis's hand and clapped him on the shoulder, as if to console him.
"Look ahead, my friend. Our collaboration has only just begun. This is nothing. In the not-too-distant future, we'll have the world at our feet, won't we?"
Francis was about to say something when...
A distant rumble of an engine grew louder. An inconspicuous black SUV sped toward the farm.
Its headlights flashed three times in sequence: one long, two short!
"It's our people! Look, our future has arrived!"
This time, Francis's laugh was genuine. The moment the car stopped, he ignored Dreykov and hurried toward it.
Several henchmen and the super-soldier followed closely.
But he didn't notice Dreykov slowly retreating several meters behind him.
As soon as the car came to a halt, two Widows and Yelena opened the rear doors and roughly threw the feigning-unconscious Qin Xiao and Natasha onto the ground.
"Qin Xiao!" Francis laughed triumphantly.
"You ruined my plan last time. The Ark Reactor slipped through my fingers, and Ivan Vanko was blown to smithereens. But none of that matters now. I've found something better. You, my friend, are the greatest gift God has ever given me! Hahaha!"
The words had barely left his lips when several muffled shots rang out around them.
If Francis's dynamic vision were sufficiently enhanced, he would have seen several transparent, liquid-filled bullets piercing the night air and shattering against Qin Xiao's body.
A thick, pink mist billowed out, engulfing a radius of several meters.
"Hahahahaha!"
Dreykov's triumphant laughter echoed from the edge of the pink fog.
"I raised these children myself. I can detect even the slightest inflection in their tone. To think you'd try to turn my own plan against me and lure me out, Natasha, Yelena—you two truly underestimated me, the master of the Red Room."
Dreykov was ecstatic. Qin Xiao, the defecting Natasha, and now the leader of Hydra—it was a perfect haul.
He had known Yelena was compromised from her first report after regaining control.
Since they wanted to play along with his scheme, he decided to play along completely.
He had several Widows hidden in ambush early on.
The moment Qin Xiao and the others stepped out of the car, the snipers would fire special bullets made with neurotoxins, instantly incapacitating everyone present.
This was Dreykov's ultimate kill shot.
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