In a private room.

Mike sat down at the low table and glanced at the man who was picking up Coulson.

He looks like he is forty years old, not tall, less than 1.7 meters, but he is not thin, with a pair of mustaches hanging on his upper lip and sharp eyes.

Coulson nodded at him, looked at Mike curiously, and explained, "Mr. Yoshida, this is Mike." ”

Teruo Yoshida nodded to Mike, clapped his hands, and the waiter waiting outside opened the door and bent down slightly.

"Let's serve."

Teruo Yoshida said and said to Coulson, "Sir, are you here for the first time?" ”

Coulson nodded.

Teruo Yoshida said: "This thing, we spent a lot of effort to get it, you ......"

Coulson said calmly: "Don't worry, the money will be in your account in a while." ”

Teruo Yoshida smiled and chatted with Coulson.

Obviously, he also knew that of the two, Coulson was the one in charge.

Mike didn't care about the other party's coldness, but looked at the furnishings in the room with great interest.

His gaze turned around, and his gaze fell on something wrapped in black cloth beside Teruo Yoshida.

That's what Coulson came to get here?

It looks like an ordinary transaction, and Coulson has said before that this person doesn't know he's from S.H.I.E.L.D.

In other words, Coulson is too picky.

said that he was going to invite him to dinner, but in the end, he was not invited to dinner, but brought him to eat......

Soon, the waiter walked in with some food.

All of them are neon specialties.

All kinds of sashimi, sushi and so on......

The taste is not bad, but for Mike, the taste is a little light.

"It's better to have a hot pot ......"

Mike whispered to himself, and threw another piece of sushi into his mouth.

Go out and find something else to eat in a moment.

Mike secretly decided.

Coulson and the other were eating and drinking and chatting, and Mike raised his glass from time to time to echo, but he also ate freely.

After three rounds of drinking, Coulson and Teruo Yoshida got a little drunk on their faces, and the two finally got down to business.

Teruo Yoshida answered a phone call and made sure that the funds had arrived, and with a smile he took out the things wrapped in black cloth and pushed them towards Coulson.

Coulson opened the black cloth.

Inside was a black box, with some incomprehensible patterns on the body, and the shape was a little strange, like a miniature coffin.

Mike froze.

What was this, he was a little interested.

Coulson put his hand on the box, about to open it? Teruo Yoshida's face changed dramatically? Said: "Don't open it! ”

Coulson paused his hand and said, "If you don't open it, how can I tell the real from the fake?" ”

"Distinguish the real from the fake?" Teruo Yoshida said hurriedly: "When you can distinguish the real from the fake?" You're a corpse. ”

Coulson frowned? Mike looking at the black box? I was also a little curious.

What the hell is this thing?

Teruo Yoshida couldn't help but say, "I advise you, don't open this thing?" It's very evil and dangerous. ”

Coulson was speechless.

They bought it to study? If you don't open it and take a look, how can you study it?

Seeing that Coulson didn't believe it and would open it at any time, Teruo Yoshida hurriedly got up and said, "If you really want to open it, wait until I leave." ”

He's wearing a coat on one side? He handed over the two room cards and said, "This is the hotel's room card?" I won't be with you. ”

"Mr. Yoshida!" Coulson looked at each other? Said coldly: "If this thing is fake?" You should understand? We can easily find you. ”

"Don't worry, it won't be fake."

Yoshida said as he stepped back, and then turned around? Hurried away.

Looking at this scene, Coulson shook his head.

Is it so scary?

"What is this?"

Mike asked.

Coulson pressed the box and said, "I don't know, but it's said that there are some files inside." ”

"Archives?" Mike wondered, "What's so scary about this thing?" ”

Coulson shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows, but it is said that people who have seen it will die mysteriously." ”

"That's amazing!"

"It's just a legend, there's no evidence at all."

Coulson smiled, casually, clearly not believing the rumor.

"If you don't believe it, then why did you buy it from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"I don't believe it, but those who want to study it do."

Coulson said as he went to open the box.

Mike frowned and reminded, "I don't think that person just now looks like he is pretending, maybe this thing will really be in danger." ”

Coulson didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's just a box and a file, what danger can it be." ”

He winked at Mike and said, "I'm an atheist, and this kind of rumor doesn't scare me." ”

Mike finished the wine in his glass, got up and said, "Okay, I'll go out first, you can see for yourself." ”

Whether the rumors were true or not, he didn't want to see the files inside, this was S.H.I.E.L.D. stuff, don't get into trouble if you look at it.

It's okay to have a personal relationship with someone from S.H.I.E.L.D., but if it's a business, forget it.

Leaving Coulson alone, Mike walked out of the private room and outside the restaurant to get some air.

At this time, night had just fallen, and there were more and more people on the street, but it was more lively than when Mike came in the afternoon.

Sun, sand, beautiful women......

Thinking about tomorrow, Mike smiled.

That's life.

However, I don't know what happened to those three boys?

Worried thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mike was drawn to the people who were coming and going on the road.

Tsk, the seaside is good.

Mike smiled and decided to find a place to have a drink or two in a while to see if there was anyone to spend the lonely night with him.

In the meantime, Coulson had opened the black box.

The moment he opened it, Coulson suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but shiver.

What's the situation?

Coulson looked inexplicable, but as a staunch atheist, he didn't care, and instead picked up the contents of the box and looked at it.

There is a photograph inside, as well as several sheets of paper stacked on top of each other.

The photo is pressed on top.

Coulson picked up the photo and looked at it, it was a torn and then stitched together photograph of three men, a man and a woman, and a child.

The child looked cute, but the faces of a man and a woman were torn off.

Is this a family?

Coulson frowned, and when he was about to put down the photo, he saw that the child in the photo moved, and even the woman whose face was torn off appeared with a pale and cold face.

Coulson subconsciously threw away the photo, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no change in the photo.

"Dazzling?"

Coulson whispered, a vague feeling of bad feeling in his heart.

But......

I'm an atheist.

Coulson muttered, and besides, he had already opened the box.

Putting the photo aside, Coulson picked up the file and looked at it.

Nothing special, just two ordinary files, I can't see the reason at all, after all, he knows very limited neon characters.

"What's this woman's name?"

Coulson frowned, shoved the file into the box, and locked it up again.

I'd better leave this thing to those in the bureau to study.