"I have to admit that you compare Fury's head to a boiled egg, which is a very vivid ······." At this time, Coulson, who was standing outside the door and chatting happily with the passer, suddenly changed his face.

"What's wrong?" The passerby looked at Coulson, who suddenly stopped, suspiciously.

"Come in." Professor X's voice came at this moment.

"Oh, it looks like the bosses' conversation is over, and it's a pleasure to talk to you, Lu Yifang." Coulson said with a smile to the side of the road.

"Me too." Lu Fang also laughed, he also knew that he might deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. in the near future, so it was very advantageous and necessary to familiarize himself with Coulson. If it weren't for this, he would have patted his ass and found an excuse to leave.

"Then Professor X, I'll go first." Coulson said respectfully to Professor X, then closed his suitcase and turned to walk out the door.

"Why, Professor, your contact with the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was not pleasant." On one side of the road, he sat on a rotating chair and spun in circles.

"Not bad." Professor X replied vaguely, and he didn't talk much, but changed the conversation.

"Yifang, it looks like you're bored, so come out with me in the afternoon, we're going to meet someone."

"See whom?" When the idle people are about to grow mushrooms, the passerby who is about to grow suddenly became interested.

"My old friend Magneto."

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On the other side, Coulson, who was holding a metal box, had arrived at the school gate, where a red convertible was parked, although it looked very new, but in terms of style, it looked like an old American antique from the seventies and eighties.

In the driver's seat of the convertible was a Chinese woman, who looked to be about forty years old, with a cold three-no face.

"Hey, May, I should have told you that no one but me can sit in Martha's driver's seat." Coulson looked at his long-time comrade-in-arms, Melinda May, with a displeased expression.

"I'm just looking, I don't have any interest in your old antique." Melinda said coldly, and sat back in the co-pilot's seat without a hesitation.

"Martha is not an antique, in fact, the engine and equipment in it are the latest in the world." Coulson had already sat back in his chair and corrected.

Melinda didn't bother to discuss the topic with him, so she hurriedly changed her words; "How's the mission going?"

"It's not bad, except for the fact that I was a little dizzy after Professor **'s warning, things are going pretty well." Coulson said, shaking his head.

"You should be glad that he is a representative of the moderate mutants, otherwise with his huge mental power, you would have become a fool long ago."

"Oh, is it? Then I should probably say thank you. Coulson said as he took the computer from Melinda's hand.

"Are you sure it's him?" Melinda leaned over and asked, even though she seemed cold on the surface, but now she was driven by the curiosity in her heart.

"I'm 80% sure it's our young friend." Coulson stopped operating the keyboard, and the screen was filled with photos and information from the side of the road.

Below the information on the road side is a picture taken from the video of the battle on Liberty Island, and this picture has obviously been processed very complicated, and it looks much clearer, and the facial contours of the two people in the picture can be roughly seen.

And the mysterious person next to Lao Wan compared the software with the road side, and the results were about six or seven points similar, and this was also the reason for the preliminary judgment of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Then he said he slipped out." Melinda asked.

"No, it can be said that he is very well disguised, I chatted with the road side for dozens of minutes, he spoke very measuredly, and those sensitive information were cleverly prevaricated by him."

"So why do you think so?"

"Because he was so cautious, and though I didn't sense any resistance or dislike for me, there was no doubt that he was wary of me, a guard that didn't want his secrets to be discovered.

And when I mentioned the Liberty Island incident, he was very cold and didn't seem to care too much about it, which is not in the heart of a normal person. And you know, people have more than 200 micro-expressions that can be judged as lying, and I can at least recognize a few of the commonly used ones. Coulson said with a smile.

"Obviously, he lied, and he knows something about the Liberty Island incident."

"Relying on this information alone, the eighty percent certainty is not too high."

"I agreed with you before Professor X warned me, but now I think the possibility is very conservative, and it's clear that Professor X is so focused on the road side that he has a very clear attitude." Coulson came to the final conclusion.

"I really didn't expect that he looked like he was just a child, and he could have the same combat power as Magneto." Melinda's cold face showed a rare look of surprise.

"If it weren't for that, Fury wouldn't have let us come, and he also defined the secrecy level of this mission as seven." Nick Fury has never been a man willing to lose, and although he didn't take advantage of Professor X's confrontation, it was expected by him. And in terms of results, at least one other mission seems to be very promising.

"In the middle of the conversation, I deliberately added some hidden little psychological tests, which will allow me to give a rough score on the aspects of his personality and thus determine how dangerous he is. For a powerful fourth-level mutant who may be new, it is very necessary to complete his profile. Coulson explained.

"You look like you're in a good mood." Melinda noticed a subtle change in Coulson's expression.

"That's right, I actually had a pretty pleasant conversation with him, especially about Fury's head resembling a boiled egg."

"I said if Fury heard that, you'd be doomed." Although Melinda said this, she still couldn't hide a smile on her face.

"Then don't tell him, I'm sure you won't tell him, right?" The corners of Coulson's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled at him without his trademark smile.

"A new mission has arrived, Phil." Melinda didn't say much more about the topic, but opened a tablet.

"What is it?"

"It has something to do with General Ross, and Fury wants to know what that green-skinned thing is that can resist helicopter gunships." Melinda handed the tablet to Coulson.

"Oh, yes, that's great. I thought Fury's task was still to find a way to get close to the kid and get as much information as possible, but in that case, Professor X would probably really be going to give me psychiatric treatment. Deeply relieved, Coulson started the car and headed towards one of the military bases on the mission.