"Coulson, I heard you caught an intruder?"

Evan ran into the living room, carrying a black suitcase in his hand, sweat stains on his forehead, as if he had trotted all the way over.

Melinda May took two steps to the left, just right to seal Wade's possibility of holding the boy hostage.

Evan followed Melinda's moving figure, and a man without a mask but in a bright red leotard sat upright, staring intently at Nick Fury, not staring at him for even a moment, as if he were transparent.

After a little thought, Evan understood what Wade Wilson meant, and the other party wanted to cover up the truth about his last visit.

It seems that after asking for so long, the three of them still haven't been able to get anything useful out of their trivial mouths.

"Why are you again?"

After figuring it out, of course, Evan would not disobey the other party's wishes, and directly exposed the fact that it was not the first time the two had met.

The voice from his side made Wade's body stagnate, and he was stunned for a while, before he turned his head stiffly, revealing an expression that didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "I'll send you a letter." ”

Sensing that several people from S.H.I.E.L.D. looked at him with a little murderous intent, Wade was also full of grievances.

He thought that he still had some tacit understanding with the boy, not to mention that the two were so chatty and so compatible, and he gave each other a gift before leaving-a "high-end" electronic watch far beyond his current net worth.

After that, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s action team didn't come to the door, and listening to the tone of the agents just now, it didn't seem like they knew the fact that they were not first-time offenders.

Apparently, the boy named Evan Glazer had concealed his previous experience of infiltrating the villa.

He thought that his rhetoric would still be the same after this meeting, and he deliberately ignored the other party to cooperate, but ......

Give me back my touches!

Wade really wanted to grab the other party's collar and scold him like this, but unfortunately, he was not facing Wither, who was selling fake wine, he was more like a vulnerable group than Ivan.

Thinking of this, Mr. Deadpool's mood was even worse.

"You've seen this before?"

S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't care what Wade was feeling, on the contrary, they were more interested in the new information they had just learned.

It was Nick Fury who was questioned, and the subject of the questioning was Evan Glazer, who had already sat back on the couch on his own.

Compared to Wade Wilson, who is as far away as the Pacific Ocean between the preface and the afterword, the boy who has always "said one" is a better person to ask.

"Yes, just a few days ago, he came to my lab and asked me to hand over the Hulk's shorts. ”

Ivan was picking up the fruit in the fruit bowl that matched his heart, and he didn't seem to think that what he was mentioning was a big deal.

"Why don't you say it!"

Nick's tone was filled with grievances, and he glared fiercely at Vi, who was wiping his wet hair down the stairs.

In the mind of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., IVAN's concealment was a manifestation of some kind of inner alienation, and the reason why the boy had such a change of mentality was entirely due to the constant instigation of Wei from another world.

"Said it!"

The boy looked strangely at Nick's swarthy face, his eyes full of intense concern for the dementia patient.

"When?"

Nick Fury was pretty sure he hadn't heard the description, otherwise he would have made it a top priority when it came to infiltrating the boy's villa.

"Didn't I call you a few days ago?"

"A few days ago...... You mentioned it?"

Nick's brows furrowed, thinking carefully about the communication between the two, what impressed people was the boy's serpent-like taunt, as for other serious matters, it seemed that he didn't have to deal with anything else.

"You hung up the phone before I said it, and you still expect me to call you again?"

The boy's explanation was so reasonable, and Nick couldn't do anything but forgive him like a father.

"In the future, this kind of thing should be told to us as soon as possible, don't be reckless!"

Melinda, who came over and sat in the seat between the two because of Vi's arrival, put her arm around Ivan's shoulders and admonished.

"It's your turn, Mr. Wilson," Nick Fury said in a casual tone, looking at Wade Wilson, "We've unleashed kindness, but you've abandoned it." ”

"Now, I'll give you one last chance to tell me the truth, otherwise, you'll have to go to the Sky Prison for the rest of your life. ”

"It's not Hulk's shorts, it's Evan's cane. ”

"But," Wade hurriedly stretched out his hand to reassure, "I refused. ”

"I didn't know at first, but the client only gave me a picture of the Hulk, Iron Man, and Evan, and he said to bring the things from the picture, and the Hulk was in the right place, so I thought he wanted Hulk's shorts. ”

Unlike Tony, Evan didn't go out all day to be a superhero or a vigilante, so people were more impressed by his identity as a genius inventor, and the nickname of "gunsmith", which was not very popular, had long been uncalled.

"And how did you find this villa?"

Nick asked eagerly, and his mind began to ponder the identity of the client.

"The address is written on the back of the photo, and there is a phone number to contact him. ”

Wade was very cooperative, and he knew that he had to dispel S.H.I.E.L.D.'s concerns about him now, otherwise he would not want to have a stable life in the future.

"I found out that the situation was not right, so I left the villa, called and rejected the commission, and then the other party hung up the phone, and the call was never through again. ”

Glancing at Ivan covertly, Wade didn't say anything about the physical health textbook.

To be honest, he couldn't see through the boy who seemed to have low emotional intelligence, whether it was the other party's behavior or the source of the cold in his heart.

So far, Wade has not figured out how the other party knows his identity, so, out of vigilance, he chooses to avoid talking about everything involving Evan.

"Those letters and numbers are handwritten?"

Nick Fury tapped on the table to bring Wade back to his senses, asking in a nonchalant tone.

"Ah, oh yes, it's all handwritten. ”

Mr. Deadpool nodded very obediently, and he was not so obedient when he had a personal life with Vanessa.

"Where's the photo?"

"Here!"

Wade replied as he reached under the table with his right hand and groped, with a moan of "hiss~ah~" in his mouth.

Of course, it wasn't that he had done anything uncivil, but that his groping hand had touched his bruised muscles.

The last time Mr. Deadpool infiltrated, Vi happened to be out shopping, so he naively thought that the vigilance level of this villa was not a big deal.

Those vaguely guarded agents may be able to guard against ordinary people, but for Wade, who can walk back and forth in the military laboratory many times, it is far from tricky.

This time, he sneaked into the villa with an old point of view, wanting to bring the letter and talk to Evan in person.

Even the order of the conversation he had prepared in advance:

First use the letter and the news that someone wants to steal the other party's cane to get closer, and then use his own poverty because of buying textbooks to arouse Ivan sympathy.

Finally, use the name of "Lizardman" to claim to be the strongest scientist, provoke this talented young genius, and see if he can solve the problem of his appearance once and for all.

The idea was very good, but unfortunately he ran head-on into Wei's hand.