Chapter 2413: Squad

When Peter hung up the phone, his heart moved, and he turned around vigilantly, only to find that there were a few more people in the small room.
It was a group of agents in black suits who were preparing to pack away the aliens who somehow passed out. The spider silk couldn’t be untied for a while, so they used a laser cutter to cut the top of the ceiling with a large cocoon. .
The leading agent smiled cordially. After seeing Peter spotting them, he asked gently: "Are you awake? The reassignment operation was a success."
"!"
There seemed to be a drop of sweat on Spider-Man's head. He never expected that he was an adult, and he even said such a cold joke.
"Agent Colson?"
"It's me, isn't the joke funny? I learned it from the Internet not long ago." Coleson took Peter's shoulders and walked to the window, gesturing behind him for the iron riders to speed up their movements: "I thought you guys Young people like to be humorous."
Peter shivered and said a little hesitantly: "But I don't like men..."
"Young man, your thoughts are very dangerous. I didn't say that it is that kind of like." The agent whose hairline was clearly moved back still remained smiling. He took out a voice recorder from his pocket and pressed the red button: " Can you tell me briefly how you found this alien?"
Little spider tilted his head, he felt that something was wrong...
"Wait, how do you know that I am here? It was not Iron Man who asked you to come, did you? S.H.I.E.L.D. is monitoring me, Project Prism? You eavesdropped on the call between my friends and intercepted text messages between us! "
Peter shook his shoulders and showed resistance to physical contact, indicating that he was a little unhappy.
But Coleson didn't change his face when he noticed these, and the cavalry and others behind him had slipped away carrying the unconscious alien concrete block.
Telling jokes, recording pens, watching street scenes, and deliberately irritating them are all blind ways to buy time for other agents.
"Correct, S.H.I.E.L.D. is an international official agency authorized by the United Nations to establish and operate. Its responsibilities include dealing with supernatural affairs and handling alien invasions. This alien is in New York. It is legal and reasonable for you to hand him over to us. Choice, and the Avengers are just a private organization, a non-staff personnel cooperating with SHIELD."
Peter was a little dizzy. After all, he was a middle school student. Hearing some laws, the United Nations authorized it, it seemed very powerful.
He opened his mouth, the crescent eyes on the mask drooped: "But Mr. Stark said he's coming..."
"Secondly, as a young superhero, we did not monitor you, but provided you with a'protection program'. As for the Prism plan? What interception text messages? I have never heard of it, and naturally will not do it. ."
Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
With this attitude, Coleson didn't take Peter's words at all, and said to himself what he said before.
According to the analysis of the character of Spider-Man by S.H.I.E.L.D., it can be found that the little spider is actually not a tough character, and sometimes lacks social common sense, and can use words to disrupt or manipulate.
Talking to people and talking nonsense to people, this is a compulsory course for agents. There are different ways to deal with different goals.
"Well, what protection procedures are there?"
Peter scratched his head, and he blinked, wanting to ask what happened.
However, Agent Coleson stopped talking. He put away the recorder, smiled and patted the boy on the back: "We helped you solve a lot of troubles, when you didn’t know it, by the way, I have to leave now. Now, can you help me guard this scene? Thank you!"
"Oh."
Pure Peter has already started to remember, has the SHIELD team help him clean up any mess? Or when you don’t know?
If these agents have done a lot for themselves in secret, shouldn't they be thankful? For example, treat guests to dinner, order them a pizza or something.
However, the truth is...
There was no such thing at all, it was Coleson's nonsense to get out.
Just as Peter was thinking hard and standing by the window to help guard the crime scene, the middle-aged agent had already walked to the door.
Even at night, he took out high-tech sunglasses from his chest pocket, flicked it and put it on his face, and then disappeared into the darkness as soon as he turned around.
About thirty seconds later, Iron Man descended from the sky in a sulky posture, first fell on the road outside the door with a clang, and then flew gently into the third floor windows.
"Hi, good evening Spider-Man, here I am, where are the aliens?"
Tony raised his mask and showed his charming smile, with fresh hamburger leaves on his teeth. He liked to sit on billboards or similar high places to eat fast food.
But during the day he still disliked Peter, who was annoying, and he acted very real at this time.
In the dimly lit room, only the computer screen was still on. The bug still didn't recover. He was still thinking about Coleson's words. After hearing the question from the iron man, he replied in a daze:
"The alien was taken away by S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Coleson just came and said that I would help him guard the scene."
"What? Damn it!" Tony whirled around as if his was burned, his hands behind his back, looking at Peter with an expression of hatred for iron and steel: "You were fooled by that agent, Coleson, No, Nick Fury, a black-faced and black-hearted guy, play this with me!"
Peter listened to it in a cloud of fog, and didn't understand what Tony meant. Aren't S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers one family?
Seeing his incomprehensible expression, Tony sighed, pulled the chair in front of the computer, sat down, and explained directly:
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"After the establishment of the Avengers, Fury and I had some disagreements. He believed that the Avengers should be subordinate to S.H.I. The official voice, once some things are mixed with politics, it becomes very troublesome."
"Uh, don't understand, aren't you also an advisor to S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Little Spider felt as if he had done something wrong, and guiltyly bowed his head and stood beside Tony.
"It's not that simple~EbookFREE.me~ You caught an alien to live, and Nick Fury instructed Coleson to cut his head. Next, if the Avengers want to follow this clue, the initiative is In the hands of Rui, do you understand? Now is the information age. Whoever has more information has more power to speak."
Tony rubbed his face, and was taken aback for a moment. He pulled out a data cable from his suit, plugged it into the computer, and then started typing on the keyboard:
"Wait, maybe things didn't turn around. Coleson made a mistake. He didn't take away the computer used by the alien. Let me see if there are any traces of contact between the aliens and their compatriots... .. By the way, what does that alien look like?"
"Green skin, pointed ears, very lean." Peter felt even more tired. He sat on the table with his back turned, his fingers entangled in a bewilderment: "Are you adults acting in such a dark style? Why? Do you want to control others, or beware of being controlled by others?"
Tony shook his head as he typed the code and scanned hard disk and internet traces deeply:
"This world is originally dark, but you don't want to learn from us, we are all helpless, just be yourself."
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