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Chapter 185 Phil Coulson's Experience of Vientiane Book Cafe (First update, please subscribe)

In the morning, Queens, Bolun Street, near Vientiane Book Cafe.

Phil Coulson was alone, driving his favorite vintage red car, the Laura.

Slowly driving into Boren Street, he sat in the main driver, and the co-pilot placed some documents.

After entering Boren Street, Phil Coulson touched the headset and said in a deep voice, "I have entered Boren Street and will soon arrive near my destination."

At the same time, a voice came from the headset: "Sir, the positioning system has been turned on and is currently operating normally."

"Okay, report any abnormal situation as soon as possible." Phil Coulson replied, and then, as if thinking of something, he added: "In case you lose contact, don't take any action and continue to maintain the current state."

"Okay, sir." An affirmative reply came from the headset.

And Phil Coulson sat in the car, trying to find the location of the Vientiane Book Cafe in his memory.

Unfortunately, everything is normal, and every shop on the street seems to be operating normally, but there is no Vientiane Book Cafe.

Oh my god, you know, he found this book cafe himself, and he went in more than once.

As a result, I couldn't find it.

You can say that it is fine to create a shop out of thin air, but the problem is that there are really no traces at all, and this street looks very normal.

This conflict between memory and reality makes Phil Coulson feel inexplicably weird.

After observing carefully, Phil Coulson picked up the documents on the co-pilot and got out of the car helplessly.

Then

Standing on the edge of the street, eyes closed, reaching out to touch the wall, walking step by step according to the street scene in memory.

After special training, he can strictly control the distance of each step, and can freely control the direction to ensure that he will not go wrong.

One step, two steps Step 56.

Step 57 should reach the door, and when another step is taken, Phil Coulson opens his eyes.

Looking at the cake shop in front of him and smelling the aroma wafting inside, Phil Coulson sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, so many agents have failed, why can I succeed?

Immediately afterwards, Phil Coulson returned to his antique car and stood there quietly, motionless, always paying attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.

After a while.

Suddenly, at an unknown time, Phil Coulson noticed a handsome young man in a short-sleeved shirt slowly walking towards him.

In an instant, Phil Coulson became vigilant in his heart. He had no impression of this person at all just now.

"Hello, is this Mr. Phil Coulson?"

Ian looked at Phil Coulson, looked up at Phil Coulson's thinning hair, compared with what the teacher said was bald, and asked affirmatively.

In this street, he is the only one who is bald and still standing still, so he should be right.

Sensing Ian's gaze, Phil Coulson touched subconsciously, the corners of his mouth twitching involuntarily.

Is it possible that baldness has become your own sign?

However, he nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Phil Coulson, are you?"

"I'm Ian Norton, a student of Mentor Lockhart." Ian said calmly, "The teacher asked me to pick you up into the book cafe."

Hearing Ian's address to Lockhart, Phil Coulson had thoughtful eyes, then nodded and said, "Okay, sorry for the trouble."

Hearing what Phil Coulson said, Ian took out a Zhang Tong black card with light gold patterns on it, handed it to Phil Coulson, and introduced: "Mr. Phil Coulson, because you are a Common Muggle."

"So I can't see it, and I can't walk into Vientiane Book Cafe."

"However, the instructor has already considered this point. You are holding this magic card with a spell cast on it, allowing you to enter the Vientiane Book Cafe."

Phil Coulson nodded in understanding, after taking the card in Ian's hand.

After a general look, this card gives people an inexplicable Advanced feeling.

Gently touching it, I found that it has a frosted texture, and it seems that there is a kind of fluctuation in it, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The surface of the card is black as a whole, and there are some light gold lines on the surface, forming a strange pattern.

And in the middle is engraved with the text of light Gold - Vientiane Book Cafe.

Below the text, there is a golden dragon. Surprisingly, the golden dragon swims slowly with the text as the center.

suddenly

Phil Coulson didn't know if he was dazzled, but he seemed to see the same golden dragon pattern on Ian's arm, and there seemed to be some words on it.

But when I took a closer look, I found that there was nothing, and I wondered if I was wrong.

And Ian next to him looked at Phil Coulson who was observing the picture, without any impatience, and waited quietly.

For Muggles, or Muggle agents, he learned a lesson through the movies these days.

Although he knows that there may be exaggerations in the movie, but as soon as he thinks about the identity of the other party, it is difficult for Ian to treat the other party as a Common Muggle.

Soon, perhaps sensing Ian's gaze, Phil Coulson held the card and gave Ian a gentle smile.

At the same time, I also put a label on the other party's performance just now in my heart - be patient.

He did look at the magic card carefully just now, and it took a long time, but the other party didn't show any impatience, and didn't even remind him.

Enough to see the other party's patience.

When doing things, the most taboo is impatience, and patience is a standard for those who achieve great things.

Phil Coulson looked at Ian with gentle, friendly eyes.

suddenly

Looking past Ian, to the street beyond.

He saw it, he saw the Vientiane Book Cafe, and it was still at the original location.

Still, the whole facade has changed in huge amounts of.

The original white walls were replaced with silver white, even a bit crystal clear like jade.

He vaguely noticed that there seemed to be some deep blue lines emerging on the top of the wall, or something was flowing inside.

The windows against the wall have disappeared, and the top plaque has also been replaced with a black paint.

The color, text, golden dragon, and pattern are roughly the same as the card in my hand, as if there is any connection between the two?

He subconsciously squeezed the card in his hand, thoughtfully.

Then, he followed behind Ian, walking like a book cafe.

This time, he entered Vientiane Book Cafe very smoothly and opened the door.

Just after entering, a hint of shock flashed in Colson's eyes.

He found that the space inside was extremely spacious, at least three or four times larger than before.

After entering, the surrounding environment feels very comfortable in an instant, and the body relaxes subconsciously, as if soaking in a hot spring, which is very comfortable.

Immediately afterwards, to his surprise, there were scattered people wearing yellow mage robes, all wearing a ring in their hands, looking at the books in their hands, or chatting.

At this moment, he was desperately trying to remember everyone's appearance, asking for it greedily, unwilling to give up any piece of information.

He still doesn't know, it's definitely the same as Lockhart, it's all necromancer or Mage.

Common people absolutely cannot enter here.

He tried to listen to what these people were talking about, but unfortunately, for some reason, he could only see their mouths moving, there was no sound at all, it was very quiet.

"Mr. Phil Coulson, the tutor is waiting for you in the study."

Ian looked at Phil Coulson who was watching all the mages, smiled slightly, and reminded.

He definitely knows what Phil Coulson is doing now. When he was working at the Pig's Head Bar, he would do similar actions, mainly to find rich customers and sell various products.

But he didn't care.

Muggle access to necromancer information was originally taboo in the necromancer world.

Therefore, he originally told his mentor about his worries, and when the mentor explained casually, he asked him to let go of all doubts.

These practices of Phil Coulson are useless after all.

"Okay, go see Professor Lockhart." Phil Coulson came back to his senses, looked at him with some regrets, and said to Ian.

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