New York Division of the Territorial Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency.

Coulson is looking at the summary report sent by the action team, since Nick Fury came to power, as his confidant, Coulson's status has naturally risen.

"Is there an orphanage demon incident? I'll take a look first," Coulson beckoned Agent Grant Ward, who was delivering the report, to sit down.

Grant Ward is the adopted son of a senior agent of the Secret Service of S.H.I.E.L.D., and has just graduated from the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy this year.

In less than a year after graduation, he has become the captain of an action team, and the speed of promotion is terrifying.

"From the receipt of the anomalous energy report to the end of the demon's death, the operation part was handled very well, you reasonably assigned the task, and successfully resolved the incident, keeping the loss to a minimum" Coulson nodded with a smile, but his voice changed: "But there is a problem here." You see

"Due to the devouring and digestion of the Roshan demons, the victim's body is not complete, and the recovery of the body is very difficult, but after a rough estimate, it meets the number of people in the orphanage."

The term 'approximate estimate' should not appear in the report. ”

Coulson put down the report and looked at Grant Ward, and before the smugness on the other party's face could be contained, he hurriedly sat up straight, waiting for the reprimand of his senior.

"I'm sorry, Chief Coulson, but I'm just..."

"I'm not reprimanding" Coulson interrupted Agent Ward's words with a smile, looked at the young agent in front of him as if he saw his original self, and said, "Don't be nervous, this is the first time you are leading the team on a mission, and it is understandable that there are some small mistakes, not to mention some logistical problems."

"But you have to remember that the events we handle have to be as complete as possible, and people's lives are at stake! It is also related to the dignity of the teammates in the place of death!

Recently, due to some incidents, the branch has not been very short of forensic manpower, and I know it is difficult for you to deal with it.

But don't worry, I'll help you find some manpower, and you'll need to sort out the bodies of the victims as soon as possible, determine the death toll, and complete the report. ”

"Thank you, Chief Coulson"

......

New York Railway Station

A taxi line slowly followed the traffic towards the exit gate.

The driver in the car was a white man who was nearly half a hundred years old, and he looked back at the passenger in the back seat, who seemed to be a gentleman? A gentlemanly man at the beginning of the century, to be precise.

The passenger was a young white man in his thirties, with his hair and beard groomed to the eye, wearing a black coat with a slightly worn shirt underneath, a slight smile on his face all the time, and a pair of brown eyes looking at everything that was happening around him.

The driver, who was originally a little impatient, also settled down under the gentle gaze of the other party, and looked at the passengers in the back seat again, and the driver seemed a little speechless.

"Mr. Driver, is there anything I can do to help you?" Henry Morgan naturally noticed the driver's abnormality and asked the driver gently.

"Sir, you are not going to be a gentleman like you.

As a local, I'm pretty sure that where gangsters run rampant, it's women and junkies.

A gentleman like you will be stripped naked in half an hour by those bastards who eat people and don't spit out bones. ”

"Where has it become? I remember more than twenty years ago, where was the security good," asked Henry Morgan, with some surprise.

The driver sighed and said: "Yes, but twenty years ago, where the developer suddenly withdrew the investment, and then there were fewer and fewer serious people living there, and now there are basically only gangs left." ”

Henry Morgan nodded and said, "Mr. Driver, do you think this is okay?" You take me to my destination, and then I'll tip you more, but at the same time, I'll wait for me a little bit there, and I'm going to go over there and pick up something, which is a relic of my loved ones. ”

The driver nodded and said, "Of course you can, this is your best choice, I still have a little bit of face over there, as long as you go back quickly, there will be no trouble." ”

The driver began to concentrate on driving, and there was no more sound in the car, and with the roar of the engine, Henry's mind went back to the past.

As an immortal, Henry Morgan has lived for more than 200 years, and he has come to New York several times and made his home here, but time has passed, and the once sweet home has become a gangster's territory, and the sweet lover in the family has long been reduced to dry bones.

In the past 200 years, he has moved several times and witnessed the changes of history, but he has never been able to adapt to this feeling.

This time I returned to New York again, firstly, because the time to move was up, as an immortal, I need to move once and change my identity once in more than ten years, and this time my new identity is in New York City.

Second, I also want to find the traces of the past and remember the old people. There were still memories of his time with her in that house, and Henry had to get them back.

As the car advanced, the scene outside the car came into Henry's eyes, and the memories of the past were reflected in his mind again, and the thoughts in Henry's eyes became deeper and deeper.

As the vehicle approached its destination, the sight in front of him and the life in his memories overlapped, and Henry couldn't wait to return to that warm home.

'Ding~Ding~Ding~' The mobile phone rang.

Henry picked up his phone with a frown, looking at the less familiar number on the screen.

"Hello"

"Hello, is this Mr. Henry Morgan?" The voice came from the phone, and Henry didn't know who this person was.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"Mr. Henry, I'm the chief of the NYPD."

The identity on the other side made Henry raise his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Director, it's okay to call me Henry, is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

"Henry, you have just been transferred to our NYPD, and there will be a period of recuperation. It's just that the police department has been too busy lately, and we need you to take up your post as soon as possible.

Of course, I'll compensate you for the vacation and the bonus after all this time, can you do it? ”

"Of course it's fine, Mr. Director, um... Tomorrow morning, I'll report on it, okay? ”

"Hmm... Is it okay today? The director seemed to be very short of manpower, and said impatiently.

"Today? ... It's okay," Henry looked at the house outside the car, and it seemed that there was no way to get in today.

"Thank you for your efforts, forensic Henry, I will remember your credit, I will send you the address, you can go directly to wherever you go!"

The phone hung up, and Henry glanced at the familiar house through the glass of the car, then closed his eyes and said to the driver:

"Let's leave, go to this address"

As the taxi got farther and farther, David and Skye in the room let out a long sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, it looks like it's just passing through"