Marvel: Guardians

After a mouthful of nicotine entered his lungs, George, who had calmed down, first thought of the little yellow-haired man who kidnapped his daughter.

"How can I know?" George asked.

Coulson smiled at George and refused.

"Okay, my daughter is in school now. You and I will go back after get off work."

George said helplessly.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Chief George."

George waved his hand and didn't want to say anything more.

In this way, Coulson waited at the police station until George got off work, and the two drove back home one after the other.

"Helen, is Gwen back?"

"She's back, in the room, who is this?"

Helen saw George bringing back an unknown person and raised her own questions.

George rarely brought back colleagues from his police station, and George only had one or two good colleagues, and she knew them all. Obviously, this person was not among them.

"This is a colleague from another branch. Something happened and Gwen saw it, so she came to ask."

Helen looked at George suspiciously.

"But aren't all cases in New York handled by your New York Police Department?"

In America, it's like this. Cases that happen anywhere are handled by the local police department, especially in New York. If other departments want to take over the case, they have to see if the New York Police Department agrees. If they don't agree, it's useless no matter who comes.

"Just asking, don't worry."

George waved his hand and took Coulson upstairs to find Gwen.

"Is it okay to say you are my colleague, Agent Coulson? I don't want Helen to worry."

As he went up the stairs, George asked Coulson.

"No problem, Chief George."

Colson looked very easy to talk to. As long as he could achieve his goal, it didn't matter what unit he was from.

As he spoke, he came to the door of the room.

Knock, knock.

"Gwen, it's me. Can I come in?"

"Come in, Dad."

With his daughter's permission, George pushed open the door and took Coulson into the room.

"What's wrong, Dad? Who is this?"

"This is an FBI agent, Agent Coulson."

"Hello, Miss Gwen, I'm an FBI agent, Coulson, and I came here to ask you something."

Coulson introduced himself in a friendly manner.

When Gwen heard the words FBI and Coulson, he immediately thought of what Bai had told him, that the Department of Homeland was called S.H.I.E.L.D. by Bai.

"Hello, Agent Coulson, do you like Steve Rogers?"

"Of course, Captain America is my idol."

Coulson didn't understand why Gwen suddenly asked him about Captain America, but he answered anyway.

"Okay, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Gwen blinked, pretending that she was just asking casually and didn't show anything.

"Chief George, can I talk to Gwen alone?"

Coulson looked at George.

"Don't be afraid, Gwen, with Dad here, no one can force you to say anything you don't want to say."

George glanced at Coulson, said a few words to Gwen, and went out. This sentence also hinted to Coulson, don't try to bully my daughter.

Of course Coulson understood and smiled helplessly.

"Then let's start. Whitebrand is your boyfriend, right?"

"Yes."

Gwen admitted it without hesitation. She was proud to have such a boyfriend. She was not afraid. She believed him.

"Then can you tell me where he has been disappearing so often recently?"

"I don't know."

"Then can you contact him now? We want to confirm something."

Gwen shook her head and said nothing.

"Okay, take a look at this."

Colson took out the tablet and opened it and handed it to Gwen.

Gwen took the tablet and saw the picture of Bai flying out of the earth.

"Who made this special effect? ​​He actually used my boyfriend's face. I want to sue him for infringing my boyfriend's portrait rights!"

Sure enough, it was exposed, Gwen thought to herself, but she looked angry.

Coulson: . . .

"This is real, not a special effect."

"This is a special effect, and it infringes on my boyfriend's portrait rights. Please tell me who did it."

Gwen insisted that it was a special effect, and seriously asked Coulson to tell him who did it.

"Okay, we will tell you who did it after we find out. If you contact your boyfriend, please notify us."

Colson had no choice. Her father was the director of the New York Police Department, and he couldn't really do anything to her. He had to end the questioning and handed Gwen a business card.

"Okay, I will. Please tell me immediately after finding out who did the special effect."

Gwen cooperated

Coulson came out of the room and walked to the living room.

"Have you finished asking questions?"

George's old father had been waiting on the first floor.

"After asking questions, Director George, Mrs. Helen, I won't bother you anymore."

George didn't keep him, sent him out, and then turned to Gwen's room again.

"Gwen."

"Dad, are they gone?"

"They're gone, Gwen."

Huh~

Hearing that they had left, Gwen finally felt relieved. She was really a little nervous to act in front of the agent.

Seeing his daughter relieved, George was more certain that his daughter must know about Huangmao.

"Do you have anything to say to Dad, Gwen?"

"Dad, actually I know about Bai, but I promised him not to tell him."

Gwen looked at George pitifully.

"Okay, then Dad won't ask any more questions. If you have any trouble, tell Dad."

George touched his daughter's little head and went downstairs to the kitchen to help Helen cook.

He knew that if he asked his daughter and she didn't tell him, the FBI agent would not be able to get anything out of her, and he would probably go to the police station to find him tomorrow.

Gwen watched George leave, feeling sad, and once again felt the love of George's old father for her.

The next day.

Ding Ding Ding.

"Chief, the FBI agent from yesterday is here again."

"Let them in."

George got up and made two cups of coffee. He knew that they would come again today.

"Chief George, we meet again."

Coulson still had that smiling face.

"Sit down, now I know."

George motioned Coulson to sit down and pushed the coffee to him.

"Thank you, Chief George, take a look at this."

Coulson took a sip of coffee, expressed his gratitude, and handed the tablet to George.

George looked at the screen on the tablet, and his heart was surging.

He finally knew what his daughter and the little yellow-haired boy were hiding from him. Damn, no wonder that kid said it subverted people's three views.

George lit a cigarette and returned the tablet to Coulson.

"Agent Filson, this is a special effect, right?"

Colson was helpless. He felt that they were indeed father and daughter, saying the same thing.

"I'm telling you seriously, Chief George, this is real."