Marvel's Cyber ​​Winter Soldier

Chapter 279. 272. Missed
The circus was a mess early in the morning.

It's not because the three top names disappeared collectively, two of them are the bosses of the circus.

But because the circus came with a lot of police.

It wasn't two police detectives who came to investigate the case, but two police detectives and many police officers came here to question any member and search the RV of their two bosses.

Naturally, someone stopped them and asked them if they had a search warrant.

The police said there was no need for a search warrant because their two bosses were dead.

This made the circus explode, and everyone was in a state of anxiety.

"Hey Clint, where have you been and why have you come back? What's wrong with you?"

The little girl who sold popcorn and soda saw Clint come back, and hurried over to ask, only to find that the guy who moved her a little had a haggard face, dazed eyes, and a look of lost soul.

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

Clint broke up with his brother, drove helplessly, but didn't know where to go, going around and around until dawn, and then went back to the circus.

"Did you know that something big happened, the swordsman and Jie shot to death! A lot of policemen came... By the way, there are also policemen asking you."

The little girl spoke quickly, and Clint couldn't help but tremble after hearing it.

Before parting ways with his brother, he was just concentrating on his two teachers and his brother's problems, but then he realized that his own problems were not small. He showed up at the crime scene and took away a murderer with a gun. The thugs, the police might regard him as an accomplice!
And the cops really should think so, because he did help a murderer get away.

If the police find out the truth, his life will be over!

Thinking of this, Clint couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet, trembling all over...

"Mr. Clint Barton?"

Just when Clint was in a daze and the little girl looked at him worriedly, he suddenly heard a very magnetic and polite voice.

Then I saw a young Caucasian man with a high hairline, wearing sunglasses and a neat suit, walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"I'm Detective Phil Coulson, and I want to talk to you about something."

Clint saw the other party showing a certificate, but he didn't notice that it was a logo of a steel eagle, not a police badge, nor the FBI. buzzing...

He didn't even know how he left the circus with this agent Coulson, and how he got into the car. He only saw Coulson's mouth moving, but the words that the other party said came in from one ear and out from the other, every single word Didn't even listen.

"...Do you want something to eat, Mr. Button?"

It wasn't until Clint got out of the car and sat down again that he came back to his senses.

Then he realized that it was not the interrogation room in his mind, nor the cold iron gate, but a small restaurant.

"you are not……"

Clint wanted to ask "Didn't you come to catch me?", but he couldn't hold it back, no matter how you say it, you can't help but call yourself?
"Yeah, I'm not a cop, and I'm not an FBI agent... oh wait a minute."

Coulson took off his sunglasses, his smiling eyes further highlighted his good-natured temperament, which made Clint relax a little.

"A cup of coffee, a waffle, and a fried bacon, thank you."

Coulson first ordered a meal with the waiter who came over, and then said, "Sorry, I came in a hurry, I haven't had breakfast yet, and I'm actually working overtime, so you really don't want to order something?"

Clint shook his head, "Then what kind of agent are you?"

"I'm an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"SHIELD?"

"The full name is..."

Clint was confused. He didn't understand why such a mysterious agency that claimed to be monitoring global anomalies wanted him?
Coulson actually doesn't quite understand, but he just needs to complete the task assigned to him with all his heart, "Mr. Barton, I'm here to tell you some news. Your brother Barney Barton, at five o'clock in the morning today, Died in a gas station robbery."

"……what!?"

Clint's eyes widened for a moment.

"I'm very sorry."

With a sympathetic face, Coulson took out a document bag from his arms and handed it to Clint.

"……No no no no!"

Clint took out a stack of photos from the file bag, all of them were the images taken by the surveillance video of the gas station, his brother was lying in a pool of blood, a man with a hood opened a bag, and there were rolls of banknotes inside...

His vision was blurred again with tears, and his mind went blank again, with nothing but sadness.

He didn't have much anger, there was a moment when he saw the photo of his brother lying in a pool of blood, followed by just sadness, and a hint of relief that he didn't want to admit.

He didn't notice that the waiter and the few guests were not surprised by his strange behavior. The waiter calmly delivered the food to Coulson, and Coulson ate his breakfast quietly, giving him time to digest his sadness.

"Mr. Barton..."

"Yes, Barney was there last night, and he shot and killed three people..."

Clint came back to his senses, but he didn't care about anything, and he said everything before Coulson asked him.

He couldn't take it any longer, he couldn't take this much, he was tired.

"I know it all."

"you know?"

"Actually, the lady who was there last night is also one of our people."

"...Again, what are you in charge of?"

"That's what I said, and the monitoring of abnormal movements is naturally inseparable from human resources. There are some of our people in all walks of life."

"Then what are you looking for me for? It doesn't look like you want to take me to the police station?"

"Actually, it was the lady from last night who was a little interested in your skills, and then we investigated you, and found that although you are related to Yadi Duquena (swordsman) and Buck Cosholm (quick shot) close, but have never been involved in their criminal operations, and you do not appear to have been directly involved in last night's events?"

"Believe it or not, but I really only found out last night, what kind of people they are, I just wanted to question Barney myself, but I didn't expect..."

"Then Mr. Barton, if there is an opportunity for you to get rid of everything before, start over, and do something meaningful, are you interested?"

"I……"

……

"Give it to Brother Hairline, it should be fine, right?"

It's not that Bucky doesn't want to get in touch with the future Hawkeye himself, well, the young man is Hawkeye now.

But it’s not the Hawkeye in Bucky’s memory, the one who is so loyal, who can give up his family, live a happy life in seclusion for the sake of the US team, and go to the airport with his nephew Tony without hesitation.

But it can already be seen that he is affectionate and righteous, and Bucky watched the grievances and hatreds of the two brothers the whole time.

But it was because Bucky couldn't let go of his elder brother who shot indiscriminately next to Hill, murdered without scruple, never thought about letting Hill go, and finally went to forge a temporary robbery himself.

This was killed by his own brother, and Bucky directly gave up his plan to become friends with this loyal guy.

It's almost a miss.

(End of this chapter)