Chapter 10 Negotiations
It was as if time had stood still.
After a long time, Coulson didn't feel the expected pain, and the feeling of physical restraint disappeared, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
The silver-white puppet's blade-like hands were retracted at some point, and he stood quietly a meter away, and a man in a black robe suddenly stood beside her.
"Hey, Mei, are you alright?" Coulson quietly touched Melinda.
"Whew-" Melinda let out a sigh of relief before she responded, "Coulson, I'm fine." β
But after saying this, she saw the extremely dangerous silver doll and the sudden extra man next to the doll.
"You...... Who are you? Raising the gun in an instant, Melinda looked at the man nervously and asked out loud.
"Who am I?" The man sneered, sat down unhurriedly on the chair next to the desk, frowned, and said, "I want to ask who you are?" β
"Do you know that trespassing on a house is not a normal person's move? Under American law, I have the right to shoot you. β
As he spoke, Patch's gaze suddenly sharpened, staring at Coulson and Melinda, and his face was extremely unkind.
"Master, these two strangers don't know when they broke in, and they rashly opened the magic pot of my healing heart." At this time, the silver doll walked a few steps, picked up the black jar that Melinda had just found, and said to Patch.
"Oh? They found your jar. Patch exclaimed in surprise, looked at Melinda and Coulson again, and said meaningfully, "In this way, you should not be ordinary people!" β
"Tell me, why did you suddenly break into my house when I wasn't there? What are your plans? β
"Also, can this lady put your gun down? I don't like people pointing things at my head, and the toy you have in your hand doesn't pose any threat to me. β
Suddenly, Patch added, and glanced at Melinda with a displeased expression.
Patch's gaze was like lightning, causing Melinda's body to freeze suddenly, and the hand holding the gun drooped in a ghostly manner.
Coulson, who noticed Melinda's movements, frowned imperceptibly, then walked up to Patch in a few steps and said with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Patch Maivis, we have no intention of offending your privacy. It's just that some of your recent special behaviors have attracted the attention of my department, so I came here to investigate your specific situation. β
Although he had just escaped from the feeling of death, because of the characteristics of the agent, Coulson quickly calmed down, recognized the man in front of him, and said this slowly.
"Special behavior? Investigate me? β
Patch frowned slightly, looked at Coulson and Melinda carefully, and couldn't help asking, "Are you from the FBI?" β
Coulson shook his head.
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Coulson shook his head again.
"And which department do you belong to?"
"I'm Agent Phil Coulson of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency." Coulson pulled out a ID and pointed at Melinda and said, "And this is Agent Melinda May." β
"What territorial strategy...... What bureau? Can you say that again? That was Patch's first reaction when he heard the name, and he was already familiar with the English language, and the thirty-odd-word name still made his mind a little bent.
"Uh...... The name is a bit tongue-in-cheek, and of course, you can call us S.H.I.E.L.D. Coulson said with an embarrassed smile.
S.H.I.E.L.D!
As Coulson said the name, Patch's pupils contracted suddenly, and his gaze gradually turned cold.
"I've been hiding for so long, but I didn't expect to be targeted by them."
The full name of S.H.I.E.L.D. is the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency that Coulson just mentioned. The first prototype of this group was in ancient Egyptian times, at the same time as the famous Hydra.
But the real creation time was during World War II, formed by Howard Stark, the founder of Stark Industries, Peggy Carter, Captain America's old lover, and several others, and S.H.I.E.L.D. during World War II was born simply to fight against the German Nazis and Hydra.
It's just that now, the definition of S.H.I.E.L.D. has become more broad. According to their internal understanding, it should be a bridge between the known and the unknown world, and an organization that prevents and protects the security of the world.
Four years ago, when Patch knew that he was in the high-risk world of Marvel, he listed countless people or organizations that could pose a serious threat to him.
And S.H.I.E.L.D. is undoubtedly one of them.
Even now, four years later, from a scrappy wood to a powerful wizard, Patch doesn't take S.H.I.E.L.D. lightly, because the devil knows what hole cards are hidden behind it.
Patch didn't want to joke with his own life.
In fact, when he became the street hero Cloak Man, Patch had already expected S.H.I.E.L.D. to come to his door, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.
Patch struggled to think back to what he had done during this time, and in his impression, it seemed that those few big moves did not leave any particularly obvious traces, so how did S.H.I.E.L.D. notice him?
"Could it be that the men in suits I burned to death have been discovered?"
"Could it be that my deal that day was captured by satellite?"
"Or ......"
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For a moment, Patch had countless conjectures in his head.
Although extremely surprised, Patch's expression remained the same, and he spread his hands and asked, "So, Mr. Agent, what is the matter with you coming to me?" I'm a very law-abiding federal citizen, and I don't seem to be doing anything to disrupt the peace, do I? β
"We, S.H.I.E.L.D., are an organization based on the security of the world, and based on this purpose, we have not informed the public about certain things in order to prevent the people of the world from panicking. It can be said that S.H.I.E.L.D. is a line of defense between the known world and the strange unknown. And you ......"
"Mr. Mevis, don't you think you're a weird being yourself? At least in the minds of ordinary people......"
Coulson said, staring at Patch with a solemn look.
Patch feigned puzzlement: "I'm weird myself? Are you kidding me? β
"We're not kidding you."
At this time, Melinda, who had been standing aside for a long time, walked up to Patch in a few steps, handed him a mobile phone, and said with a cold face: "Mr. Patch Mevis, can you please explain to us what is going on?" β
Patch took his phone and looked at it, and it showed the video footage of him punishing a thug one night and looting all the dollars on his body.
After watching the video twice, Patch couldn't help but frown, he clearly remembered that he had clearly destroyed all the cameras on the street that night, so how did this video be recorded?
Without thinking about the question, Patch handed the phone back to Melinda and pretended to be casual, "It's cool, the caped man's abilities on the video seem to be quite mysterious, but it's just ......"
Patch looked up at Melinda and Coulson.
"What does this have to do with me?"