Marvel's strongest warden

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Mason, Harry Osborn, and Phil Coulson were sitting in a small restaurant. The owner was a Mexican. Mason liked the Mexican tacos here.

Although I don’t know if there is really a delicacy like tacos in Mexico, is this delicacy authentic.

However, this did not affect Mason's appetite.

There was a large pot of seafood soup in front of him, which was very generous. Mason took a spoon, and methodically took a mouthful of seafood soup and a mouthful of Mexican tortillas.

Next to him, Harry Osborn was so nervous that he couldn't say anything. He sat stiffly in the booth, secretly glancing at Mason from time to time, and constantly making various small movements with his hands to relieve his panic.

Coulson watched all this with a smile on his face.

He knows where his breakthrough is.

The breakthrough in all this is the young Harry Osborne in front of him.

He can use his speech skills to draw the answer he wants from Harry's mouth. Sometimes, the truth, lies, and unspoken words are all part of the puzzle.

Putting all these pieces together makes for an interesting answer.

After watching Mason swallow the last bite of food and wipe his mouth with a napkin, Coulson said with a smile, "You two don't need to be nervous. I'm not here to interrogate you. I just want to talk to you."

"Of course, I know, I understand."

He beckoned for a waiter again, ordered another salad and said: "If you want to ask this poor child anything, you can ask.

I won't interrupt, this is between you two.

By the way, what do you want to eat? I've taken care of today's meal. I'm here to treat you. You're welcome. "

"Well, thank you."

Coulson said politely that he had actually investigated Mason several times. The strength of S.H.I.E.L.D. is not weak. After so many years of development since the end of the war, S.H.I.E.L.D. has vaguely become a behemoth.

If it is personified, it may be a black shadow behemoth, projecting the shape of a Hydera under the sunlight.

Coulson investigated a lot of information, some of which were hidden by others. It was Gartler's hands and feet, and he didn't know who hid it.

Some others were found by him.

It was these things that were investigated that made Coulson feel that he seemed to have seen an iceberg floating over. The volume of the iceberg above the sea was larger than what he saw now, or several times larger. .

Mason definitely has a lot of secrets.

He sorted out his mood a little bit, and started to ask Harry. Mason reached out to take the plate, and took a fork to put the vegetable salad in his mouth. I don't know what sauce they added to it. This salad is too sour and spicy. , Mason grabbed the cup beside him and poured water into his mouth.

During this period of time, Harry, that silly kid, has been tricked out by Coulson a lot. His words are very interesting, and there are some counter-routines in the routine. After Harry is trapped, there is no He found that the rhythm of his conversation had been mastered by Coulson.

But speaking of it, if a senior agent wanted to target a child, there was really nothing he could do.

Hearing that Harry had to reveal his underwear, Mason finally coughed, interrupted all the questioning, and said to Coulson, "I'm so sorry, the food here is really too spicy Yes, I have some discomfort in my throat.

Do you mind if I clear my throat?"

There was no abnormality on Coulson's face. He nodded and said, "No problem, Mr. Mason."

After Mason wiped his mouth carefully again, he casually threw the napkin in his hand on the table, played with the drained cup and said: "So, Agent Coulson, who are you from the FBI?" I'm not guilty of anything. I'm here to cooperate with your investigation.

But at the very beginning, you didn't show me your investigation warrant, nor did you show me your ID. Even, police officer, you were the one who interrogated us from the beginning to the end.

That's not exactly in line with the rules.

You know, sometimes, there are always people who like to struggle with a little bit of procedure, and I think if I filed a lawsuit, you would be in trouble, right.

If you are really an FBI agent, dealing with two rich people without procedures is not an excellent choice. Of course, if you are not the FBI, you are some other organization.

This trick is actually useful.

In other words, you can transcend the laws of this country and control your own destiny.

So guess what, would those big figures in Congress allow such a thing to happen?

Their greed, I think you know better than me, they are all stupid monsters who don't know what it means to be full.

They will not allow an organization without any obligations to exercise power on their land. "

Mason seemed to be saying something ordinary, but Coulson felt his malice.

Others generally move out their own backgrounds to show weakness and to cover up their weakness and incompetence.

But he noticed that Mason on the opposite side was not like this. He said this because he wanted to save trouble, or he was restraining himself.

He subconsciously uses these social rules to restrain himself.

This feeling is terrible, and Coulson has seen such people more than once.

Such a person is actually very dangerous, which shows that he is not confident in himself and is suppressing something.

Colson's thoughts were never shown on his face. Just as he was thinking, his headset rang, and then he seemed to have received some order. He handed the tablet in his hand to Mason and said, "Mason Sir, do you know this person?”

Mason took the tablet and saw the photo on it.

This is Frank Castle, but it's an old photo of him in the Marine Corps. At this time, Frank still looked a little green. Next to him stood his old boss, the colonel he killed.

When he took the tablet, Mason actually thought of a lot. As long as he admits that he knows Frank, then S.H.I.E.L.D. can definitely find Rollins and the chip David Lieberman based on the following information.

Find his part in it.

But so what?

Neither the Department of Homeland Security nor the CIA will allow this matter to be overturned. This scandal has been buried in Rollins' coffin, and it has completely disappeared with his death.

No one is allowed to find out about this matter. As the nails were nailed to Rollins' coffin, this matter completely became history.

Mason asked Coulson if he could swipe the screen and continue to look at pictures of his employees.

Coulson's expression froze.

He was still smiling, but there was no sense of joy in his eyes. For him, smiling was an instinct, a natural reaction of the muscles of the face.

Mason on the opposite side admitted that this is his own person, which he expected, but this is also what he wants to know, the worst one.

He simply admitted it.

He doesn't care about these things anymore

Looking at Mason, Coulson tried his best to carefully observe Mason's expression, but unfortunately, all he could see from Mason's face was happiness. He seemed to be really happy, whether it was from the muscles on his face, Still on the look.

Without Coulson's permission, Mason still put down the tablet in his hand.

He seemed to hear something. He looked up at the TV hanging opposite, waved to the waiter and said, "Can you please turn up the volume on the TV?"

Oh, thank you. "

Coulson heard the voice on the TV, and subconsciously turned his head to see the live broadcast on the TV.