"Hello, Agent Coulson, long time no see. It's rare that you still pay attention to a little detective like me, do you have anything to help with? I can give you a discounted price. ”

Zhang Jinyang walked into the office, Coulson was staring at the filing cabinet in a daze, there were some files that Zhang Jinyang had handled, and some files he had set up for the people he cared about, but there was nothing unsightly, so for convenience, he put it there with a swagger.

"Yes, hello, Mr. Brunt, Miss Pepper appreciates your help to her, and we also appreciate your prompt news. ”

Coulson smiled very gently, although it was very comfortable to look at, but Zhang Jinyang really had no bottom, he was not good at dealing with this kind of character with a knife in his smile.

"Ha, business is business, as long as she doesn't think I'm expensive. ”

Zhang Jinyang sat on his chair and stretched out his hand to signal Coulson, "Please sit down, I guess we have to talk for a while." Mrs. Parker, can you get us two cups of coffee?"

"Good value for money for Mr. Stark. But with all due respect, the first time I heard of a private investigator who came to sell himself was a detective. ”

"Yes, life is not easy. You can see it, I am from Yanhuang, although no one says anything on the surface, but Miss Jiang Shuyan and I are always struggling.

Discrimination is everywhere in this country. Sexism, skin color discrimination, and appearance discrimination. Can you believe it, the first time I was interrogated by the police in my life was when I stood on the side of the road waiting for a taxi, and as for the reason for interrogating me (Zhang Jinyang pointed to his face), it was just because I looked fierce. ”

"There are always people who can't see the reality clearly, and there are always people who work with emotions, it's inevitable, I really admire you, look at these files, it's really surprising, success is never without reason, I should really ask those rookies to come to you to learn.

There's a lot of people in there that we all need to pay attention to, and these are your customers?"

Coulson sat down and raised his chin at the filing cabinet that reached the ceiling by the wall.

"It's all old files. There are also people to watch, all of whom are publicly available, and there are people in these files who are likely to be my clients, or enemies of them. ”

"And Justin Hammer? I saw his name, and his father's. ”

"Yes, old Mr. Hammer has something to do with one of our previous cases, some crucial evidence is what I provided, it's a public matter, the case is closed, the ghouls have set up too many enemies for themselves.

As for little Mr. Hammer, soon he was no longer noteworthy, he had done too many stupid things. ”

Zhang Jinyang gently patted the armrest of the boss's chair, and commented disapprovingly about an arms dealer who could meet with congressmen at any time.

"What did he do? Sounds like you don't think much of him?"

"Come on, I don't believe you don't know that Ivan Vanke is in Hammer, not far from here, Manhattan?

I know a lot of people covet Tony Stark's steel suit, but it's blind to let a hateful person, or the class enemy you've been propagating for decades, do this.

In the world of technology, one is one, and two is two, thinking that with capital and power in hand, you can call for wind and rain in the world of technology, and make people obey?"

Zhang Jinyang squinted his eyes with the unique arrogance of a technical nerd, it was not that he was talking nonsense, he really looked down on Little Hammer, not only did he do it by means, but the key was that he always did stupid things, but he also did stupid things very impatiently.

"So you think Ivan will have a problem? But we also analyzed it, and we couldn't see what he could do, could it be that he used Hammer's place to produce a suit of his own to challenge Iron Man? He wasn't Tony Stark. ”

Coulson was obviously aware of Ivan's whereabouts, but he didn't tell Stark that it would be beneficial for the country to be able to popularize the Iron Suit, even if it was just a gimmick.

"So what? The boss is stupid. Besides, what kind of big deal is the steel suit? I don't know how many planes run on the streets of New York City every night, and only those big people who don't know about the people's sufferings don't know. ”

Zhang Jinyang took the coffee sent by Aunt Mei and took a sip gently, since Coulson was not in a hurry, of course he was happy to continue to talk nonsense.

"We've been looking for those people, and if Mr. Marceau can provide clues, we would be grateful. I've heard you're familiar with them, aren't you?"

"I can't say it, sometimes I meet them at work, and I have done things for them a few times, they are very generous, and their temper and views are compatible. I like them a lot, they make my job so much easier.

You're interested in them? It's not a good idea, you guys are taboo about Stark, they have it, it's much more troublesome than Stark. ”

"Oh, I thought Storm Brut would be one of them. By the way, your marksmanship is so good, it's an art, how did you do it so quickly?"

"Without him, only the hand is familiar. It's good to get used to it and get used to it, and it's not very difficult. ”

Zhang Jinyang spit out a sentence in Chinese, judging from his expression, Coulson was confused, but he understood the subsequent explanation, and seemed to have some misunderstanding, and laughed a little meaningfully.

"So, actually, we would love to know why you killed Dr. Otto, of course, don't say anything without proof that you are the Silver Mask Man, and we are not police officers, so we don't need evidence. ”

"So what, I didn't kill Dr. Otto, I'm just an ordinary person, but I can't kill someone who is dead. ”

Zhang Jinyang raised his eyebrows in surprise, he had a new standard for the power of S.H.I.E.L.D., and he came out of George, and the word spread to Coulson?

He could guarantee that there must have been no eavesdropping devices within a radius of 500 meters at that time, and he had not found anyone spying on him, which was intriguing.

"I said, we don't need proof, we just need to believe that it's you. ”

Coulson was a little speechless, not knowing what Zhang Jinyang was trying to express.

"Yes, yes, I know this, the name is super long, it's amazing. Maybe I'm not very good at speaking, I mean, I can't make a dead person die again, so Dr. Otto's business has nothing to do with me.

As for whether you believe it or not, it's up to you, you don't need evidence, just guess, so it seems that your job is really too simple. ”

"You mean Dr. Otto died before the bank, and it was a corpse that robbed the bank?"

Coulson tensed his body, hid the smile on his face, and stared at Zhang Jinyang tightly, and the feeling of oppression suddenly rose, "This is not convincing, I believe that no one can believe what you say." ”

"Agent Coulson, it's only been more than 200 years since the founding of the North American Eagle, and it's only been less than 70 years since you guys dealt with mysteries, and you don't know as much about this world as the gods in my country.

The North American Eagle had nothing but money and guns, oh, and perhaps the courage to know nothing.

Can't a dead body rob a bank? You're so rare and weird. ”

Zhang Jinyang unceremoniously ridiculed Coulson, even before he crossed over, there were legends about the resurrection of the dead, it was still in a world where atheism had ruled the world, and even monks could work part-time as priests and Taoists, not to mention that there were many legendary gods in this world, even if they were actually aliens - to be honest, North American eagles would come up with this kind of thing of sheepskin and dog meat.

Coulson frowned, he loved his homeland deeply, but this country was indeed too weak in this regard, although he thought that there was no more powerful organization in this world than S.H.I.E.L.D., but in the face of the ancient Yanhuang people, on the mysterious side, there was really no confidence.

Fortunately, Zhang Jinyang didn't mean to tear his face with him, seeing that he was constipated and embarrassed to say, he explained empathetically.

"I believe that your level is not very sufficient, go back to your leader, tell him that there is a sulfur smell on those tentacles, and ask them to ask the southern Yankees if someone has crossed the line.

Also, this kind of thing is not the only thing, I helped the Fantastic Four solve some minor problems before, a dumb guy codenamed 'Puppet Master' was caught, he used a strange kind of dirt that can control other people's bodies, you should have a record of this, and Dr. Dirt Reed is still working on it. ”

Regarding whether Dr. Otto voluntarily robbed the bank, Zhang Jinyang was not interested at all, but the reason why he killed Dr. Otto was indeed because of the smell of sulfur.

In this world, he doesn't want to deal with those who can have this kind of taste, so he just doesn't say hello and starts directly, so as not to cause trouble in the future.

"But we found nothing on Dr. Otto's body, and, I have to say, he died a somewhat tragic death, which makes my colleagues not have a good first impression of you. ”

Coulson thought about it carefully, not knowing what he was thinking, and his expression softened.

"You probably don't have a professional coroner.

I didn't see the body, but I could guess that, firstly, the head and limbs were fine, and secondly, I guessed that there was a slight burn to the internal organs, like a low-temperature burn like slow-roasted foie gras, which extended from the sides of the spine to the inside of the body, and the notochord nerve was replaced in whole or in part, of unknown composition.

The elemental composition of the metal tentacles has structural changes, and there is also slight activity, maintaining low nerve reflexes, perhaps accompanied by bodily memory, forming a special energy channel inside, and the energy initiation point is unknown.

How many did I guess, Agent Coulson?"

Zhang Jinyang said with his fingers, the more Coulson listened, the more he became expressionless, and when Zhang Jinyang finished speaking, he began to call, and hung up the phone after repeating all the questions to the other side.