Marvel turns into Iron Man

Hearing Clairvoyant's name again and tracking down the other party's clues should have been a celebration.

But the problem is that now Coulson, apart from anger, is uncomfortable.

The interrogation of Ian Quinn ended up being nothing.

"I understand how you feel, and I really want to shoot that damn idiot right away."

"But right now, the girl's injury is the most important thing, Coulson."

Garrett persuaded, reached out and patted Coulson's shoulder lightly, signaling that he understood him.

"You're right... Skye's life is what matters."

"However, the place we are going to is not our territory, do you want to go there with us?"

However, at this moment, Coulson's eyes fell on Garrett again.

This old friend of mine seemed to have no intention of leaving at all, which made Coulson feel a little difficult.

After all, he couldn't figure out what the lady meant, if it was really okay for him to bring outsiders along at will.

It was precisely because of these worries that Coulson finally opened his mouth and tried to persuade the other party to leave first.

"...Hehe, Coulson, are you afraid that I will leak the secret? Don't make such a joke."

As an old secret agent with rich life experience, Garrett naturally heard the meaning of driving people away in Coulson's words.

But he can't just leave like this, after all, his goal has not been achieved, and Coulson has no intention of letting him go.

At least, Garrett can't just leave empty-handed right now.

"To be honest, it's not our place after all, and I don't worry about you just taking Quinn there."

"If he seizes the opportunity and escapes, then our hard work and injuries will be in vain."

A smile appeared on Garrett's seemingly generous face, and he was trying to convince Coulson to take him with him.

"Whatever I say to Detective Tripp can be regarded as a strength. If you are in danger, we can also help."

"The most important thing is that I have to keep Quinn under my nose at all times until I send him to our prison."

Garrett's words seem rigorous, however, if you think about it, it doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all.

It's just that Coulson is not in the mood to talk to him any more at this time, and sending Skye back for treatment is the most important thing right now.

Besides, I just brought a few more people there, and that young lady must have a way to shut their mouths.

It was precisely because of this thought that Coulson did not entangle Garrett too much, and acquiesced to the other party staying here.

At this time, the two F-35s that came with Garrett also returned because of the range.

Coulson's large plane, driven by Aunt Mei, crossed the entire Atlantic Ocean and approached the US sea line.

With the combined efforts of six large jet engines, the nearly [-]-mile distance took just five hours.

At around [-]:[-] that evening, the invisible plane had already reached the sky over New York State.

Not far away is the core area, the brightly lit Manhattan in downtown New York.

"I thought we were going to Bethesda Medical Center, Coulson?"

Through the small window of the airliner, Garrett naturally saw the familiar New York City.

"Bethesda is just a cover, our real destination is New York."

Coulson shook his head slightly, and explained to his old friend.

"The large underground bases around New York City should only belong to our S.H.I.E.L.D."

"When did a new organization pop up that I didn't know took root here?"

Frowning slightly, Garrett once again fell into memory——

He had never heard of any organization other than S.H.I.E.L.D. establishing a large base here.

But Coulson just smiled and didn't answer his doubts.

"Sir, we have reached the sky above New York, where are we going next?"

Aunt Mei's voice came out through the communicator, asking the people where they were going next.

At first, Coulson just told her to go to New York first, so now, I can only read Coulson's answer.

Garrett also turned his attention to his old friend, hoping to hear something from his mouth.

But what he didn't expect was that Coulson just smiled and gave out a series of numbers.

That is a string of navigation coordinates, you only need to input, and the system will automatically give you the location.

So, this invisible large passenger plane, which cannot be observed by the naked eye, flew towards the direction of the Hudson Mountains.

"The suburban county, the hidden one is really deep enough——"

Because the location of the coordinates is not far away, the speed of the passenger plane is not fast.

At least Garrett could see the trajectory of the airliner through the window.

Bypassing Manhattan in the center, it flew towards the entire Hudson Mountains to the west of the city.

In the end, it stopped moving away from the city and near the mountains.

"Where is this place, Coulson? It seems to be a private property, an undeveloped park?"

He turned around, looked away from the window, and looked suspiciously at Coulson behind him.

"This area belongs to the disaster management and control company and is our destination."

Coulson shrugged slightly, helping Garrett clear his doubts.

"Are ordinary private companies qualified to open mountains and dig holes, or is there any mystery behind this?"

It's just that the doubts on Garrett's face at this time are still unabated - he seems to be even more confused.

"My God, Garrett, how long has it been since you have been back to the United States?"

Coulson smiled wryly, as if he was a little helpless by his old friend's reaction.

"About four or five years, I have been active in Europe before."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to catch up with your airliner on the coastline of the Mediterranean Sea, would I?"

Garrett paused and explained, but his face was obviously a little embarrassed.

As the top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s field service in Europe, he has indeed not been back for a long time.

Coulson spread his hands helplessly, walked a few steps, stood beside Garrett, and moved his head to the window.

After seeing Coulson's actions, Garrett seemed to have noticed something, and also watched.

Similarly, Ward, Fitz and others in the cabin downstairs were also watching from the window.

"So, are we going to land—"

"It should be, otherwise Mei would not let the passenger plane hover here."

Simmons and Fitz talked to each other, but Ward just stood beside them and looked outside silently.

They have never been here before, and they have never heard of any doctors here.

PS:

Alas.....I rush to draft at the end of each month, and then I am too lazy to write when the beginning of the month is over