Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Two small cars carried Phil Coulson and several of his agents, driving on the streets of Hong Kong Island in a manner that complied with traffic regulations. The sound of rock music from the car radio floated through the car windows in the evening.

In the glow.

In the car, Coulson once again emphasized to his subordinates: "Guys, remember, we cannot attract the attention of Hong Kong Island law enforcement agencies; keep a low profile, complete the mission, and evacuate quickly. Fitz, have you located Lena's location?"

"It's very difficult; the Hung Hom Stadium can accommodate 12,000 seats, and today's concert has at least 15,000 people. Reina is only one in 15,000."

"But you have a way, right?" Coulson seemed to have more confidence in Fitz than Fitz himself.

"Yes, I have a way." There was a trace of carefully concealed complacency in Fitz's voice, "All the monitoring equipment in the stadium are now connected to our host. According to the algorithm I designed, it only takes two people to analyze a face.

Seconds; and the concatenation algorithm can process sixteen faces at the same time. According to ideal conditions, there will be a total of..."

"Fitz?"

"What, Director?"

"Just tell me the conclusion."

"Uh..." Fitz suddenly felt that he had lost a lot of fun, "I mean, as long as Lena appears in the surveillance camera, I can find her within two seconds."

In another car, a female agent who was nearly middle-aged but still charming interjected: "But until now, we are not sure whether Lena will appear here."

"But we can be sure that the person she is looking for will appear in the stadium today. Reina knows that we are tracking her, so she will not show up easily; and the complicated environment of the concert can provide her with cover."

"So everything is based on speculation."

Colson had to correct: "Speculation based on reasonable grounds."

Agent Mei stopped talking; when facing a superior, reasonable doubts can be raised up to three times, and this was already the third time today.

Colson continued to order: "After arriving at the stadium, May and I will go in together. Antoine and Henry will monitor the intersections in both directions; Fitz will be responsible for monitoring the inside of the stadium, and Simmons will monitor outside. Once Reina is found, report it immediately.

, you are not allowed to act alone. We must ensure the success rate of the operation."

"Do you understand?" Coulson finally asked.

Three subordinates responded to his question, namely May, Antoine and Henry.

"Fitz, Simmons?" Coulson asked again.

The two technical crew members who stayed behind the plane were silent; everyone felt that something was wrong.

Agent May asked in a decisive tone: "Phil, if I raise objections to the operation again and demand that the plan be canceled immediately, will you..."

"I agree, evacuate immediately!" Coulson made a quick decision.

Unfortunately, it was too late at this time. Two Hong Kong explosion-proof assault vehicles sprang out from the alley next to the road like ghosts, blocking the two S.H.I.E.L.D. vehicles in the middle of the road.

Two heavily armed explosion-proof teams quickly got out of the vehicle and formed a blockade fire formation in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, at least three layers of barricade nails were laid at all alleys and alley intersections connected to the main road. Behind the barricades, there were also a large number of uniformed police officers with live ammunition.

The few pedestrians on the streets and roads everywhere evacuated in all directions under the command of patrol police officers.

Looking at the number of people around him who were at least ten times his own, and at least twenty times the firepower, Coulson immediately stopped his men from breaking out and resisting.

In a fight on the open street with well-trained police who have set up an ambush circle in advance, the winner or loser is almost clear. And the mysterious silence of the two technical team members is probably more dangerous than the other.

"Are you asking us to raise our hands and surrender?" Agent Mei was quite grumpy.

Colson said, half to comfort and half to remind: "No, didn't you find out? No one advised us to surrender at all."

Antoine, a black man, said nervously: "If you were in Iraq or Afghanistan and the enemy surrounded you but did not ask for surrender, then the situation would be terrible."

"So you can rest assured, this is Hong Kong Island." Colson looked at the policemen who had remained silent and gradually felt confident; "Maybe, someone wants to talk to us."

"Your observation and insight are amazing, Agent Phil Coulson... No, SHIELD has been disbanded, you are no longer an agent." After a burst of electricity, the music on the car radio suddenly stopped.

Interrupted, replaced by a voice that was very familiar to Coulson.

The new director of SHIELD asked tentatively: "Mr. Zion?"

Unexpectedly, the other party actually heard and responded.

"It's me." The voice of the car radio carried a rustling noise. "I originally wanted to wait until you arrived at the stadium to formally carry out the kidnapping before arresting you; but then I thought about it, there might be more than 10,000 people gathering there.

The place caused chaos, so we took action in advance.”

Coulson listened carefully to Xiang Xiang's words, and at the same time silently signaled Antoine to search in the car; the car radio did not have a call function, and Xiang Xiang could talk to him directly, which meant that there must be the other party's radio equipment in the car.

"Do you have a misunderstanding about us, Mr. Zion?" Colson tried to stay calm and his brain was working rapidly; this James Zion was the person who gave the old chief Fury a headache, and Colson had to

Be very careful when mentioning it.

"Misunderstanding? Isn't the purpose of your coming to Hong Kong Island to kidnap Ms. Reina? Or is it that the information I got is wrong?"

"I don't know what you are talking about..."

Before Colson finished speaking, the voice on the radio changed again.

"Fitz, have you located Lena's location?" "Lena is only one in fifteen thousand." "As long as Lena appears in the surveillance camera, I can find her within two seconds." "Once discovered.

Lena, report immediately..."

One sentence after another, the conversation between Coulson and his men came from the radio.

Colson's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Antoine silently. The black agent helplessly spread his hands towards the officer, indicating that he had found nothing.

"Tell your man to stop looking, he won't find anything; the method of installing bugs has long been outdated." A forward voice came from the radio again.

"Mr. Zion, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want you to get out of the car, hand over your weapons, and then come to me and talk to me face to face; it's too inconvenient to talk through the radio like this." Xiang Xiang said, "Remember to remove all weapons from the car window before getting out of the car.

Throw it out to avoid misunderstanding."

Coulson didn't speak, and several of his subordinates quietly waited for their commander's decision; these were all field agents who had been fighting on the front lines for many years, and were always ready to give it a go.

The forward voice did not interrupt: "In order to prevent you from misjudgment and making any wrong moves, I have to warn you in advance; the order received by the police surrounding you is to intercept a group of people who are ostensibly fighting.

In the name of S.H.I.E.L.D., they are actually extremely vicious terrorists. You have to know that law enforcement agencies in most countries in the world never show mercy to terrorists. At this moment, there are at least eight anti-material sniper rifles aimed at them in the dark.

you."

In one sentence, the SHIELD agents were instantly devastated.

He urged forward: "Don't try to delay time. If you don't get out of the car within a minute, they will shoot. The snipers targeting you are the best special police in Hong Kong Island. It is stupid to doubt or even challenge their shooting skills."

Behavior."

"What do you want to do, Mr. Zion?"

He stepped forward and patted his chest to confirm: "Get off the car, come to me, and have a talk face to face. If the result of the talk satisfies me, I can ask the police to let you go."

Colson was in disbelief: "I know you have extraordinary wealth and status, but I don't believe you can command law enforcement agencies at will."

"You still have thirty seconds; do you want to hear my explanation and judge my influence on law enforcement agencies before getting out of the car?"

"..." Colson was suddenly speechless. Even for himself, three subordinates, and two technical team members whose lives were unknown, the pressure of six lives was instantly on his shoulders.

"OK, let's talk." Colson quickly made a decision.

The pistols were thrown out one after another, and the four people got out of the car one after another, raising their hands in the air as if French soldiers and civilians were warmly welcoming the Germans. After they followed the police's orders and walked to the side of the road, another police officer came forward to open the trunk of the vehicle.

, and took out several spare submachine guns.

The four of them were escorted to a nearby French-style outdoor cafe, where Qianqian was waiting for them while drinking coffee and playing with a small ball that emitted dim light.

Sitting next to her was Lena, the target of Colson's trip, still wearing a colorful dress.

When they met, Colson made the first move: "Mr. Zion, long time no see. Are you cooperating with Ms. Reina now?"

"There is indeed such an intention."

"I must remind you that this Ms. Reina is very scheming. What she is best at is lies, deception, and deceiving people."

Xiang Xiang burst into laughter: "You mean, she is a person specially trained by the CIA to lie, cheat, and steal?"

Coulson didn't even blink: "Judging from my experience in dealing with her, she is much more powerful than those CIA students."

"That's why I want to talk to you." Qiang Xiang said unconcernedly, "Confirm what you two said to each other, and then decide on the intention of this cooperation."

"I think your intention has been made very clear; by dispatching so many police officers, are you planning to throw us into prison on Hong Kong Island after the negotiation, regardless of the outcome?"

"Of course not. Agent Coulson, you have overestimated my influence." Xiang Xiang smiled, "The police officers present today are all from the West Kowloon Police Department. This is an action I privately asked a senior police officer to take. If we talk

The result satisfies me, and tomorrow the police officer will admit on the news that this was a temporary anti-terrorism security exercise; of course, if I am not satisfied with the outcome of the conversation, the content of the press release will change accordingly."

"You're not going to turn us over to law enforcement?"

"Have I not made it clear enough? Then let me reiterate: as long as you can answer my questions, you will not be investigated by any law enforcement agency on Hong Kong Island, and they will not even know that the new director of SHIELD has come today.

"

Coulson said: "Okay, what do you want to ask?" As he said this, he looked around; not only observing the movements of the police, but also looking for the locations of the eight unidentified snipers.

Xiang Xiang seemed not to notice the other party's intention, and said flatly: "First of all, I would like to ask you to introduce SHIELD's knowledge of Miss Reina. I want to verify the authenticity of the information she provided."

Coulson glanced at Lena and saw that she had a calm expression on her face; he naturally knew the meaning behind this expression.

"You can tell by the look on Miss Reina's face that what she told you must be the truth."

"Who knows? Maybe her expression is deliberately misleading you and giving you an illusion? I want to know a lot, including the results of your investigation into the person behind Reina."

"If she doesn't know who is behind her, how can we find out?" Colson asked.

"That's not necessarily true. You may know more about some things. For example, who is the 'clairvoyant' who deceived Miss Reina? The information you obtained from the 'clairvoyant' must have been obtained by Reina.

I don’t know.”

Coulson thought for a moment: "Garrett, an eighth-level SHIELD agent."

"This is a good start; please sit down and say, your friends can sit down and order a cup of coffee, as long as they don't leave or interrupt our conversation." Show kindness forward, "Tell me where you are from Canada."

What was found on Luter?"

"That's a S.H.I.E.L.D. secret."

"Aren't all SHIELD's secrets made public on the Internet? Moreover, SHIELD itself no longer exists." Xiang Xiang joked with a smile, "Well, I'll use the clues about the laboratory provided by Rena.

In exchange."

"How do we know whether the information you provided is true or false?" Agent May next to her couldn't help but interject; she seemed to think Coulson compromised too quickly and too much.

"First of all, it is difficult for me to confirm the authenticity of your information. This can only depend on the judgment of both parties. Secondly, I have a stronger reason to persuade you to accept the deal."

"What reason?"

"Bang!" Before Agent Mei could finish her words, a cloud of debris suddenly exploded from the ground at her feet; after the dust cleared, a shocking crater as big as a bowl was revealed.

"You see, although the law enforcement operation is fake, the snipers are real."

There was a moment of silence on the coffee table.

"Gideon Malik." Coulson broke the deadlock, "Garrett has a special connection with this person. This is the only clue we have found."

Xiang Xiang is very familiar with this name: "Are you talking about the person who proposed dropping a nuclear bomb on Manhattan during the New York War - the former U.S. representative to the World Security Council?"

"That's him."

My forward-thinking mind was running at high speed, and many problems that had once been puzzling became clear.

"Your news is surprising, Director Coulson."

"What about our deal?"

"Ah, by the way." He handed a document bag forward, "The information provided by Reina is all in it."

Coulson didn't even look at it. What he was most anxious about right now was to get out as soon as possible.

"Can we go?"

"I'm sorry, I can't!" Qianqian turned away with a smile.

"You promised..."

"I promised not to hand you over to law enforcement agencies on Hong Kong Island, but I didn't say I wouldn't hand you over to law enforcement agencies elsewhere." Xiang Xiang smiled sincerely, "Have you forgotten what one country, two systems means?"