Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Phil Coulson was nervous.

It stands to reason that such an intern agent who has not graduated from the College of Special Agents is not qualified to hold a gun. But due to the mandatory request of Kohler's director, Phil and other agents who were training at the Nevada base were given permission to match the gun this time.

The rookies were told that the strategic crisis intervention and espionage logistics level 3 civilian agent Nick Fury betrayed the organization and entered a secret base with a woman suspected of being a spy of other forces.

In fact, the rookies should be more familiar with Fury, because their training has been coordinated by Fury recently.

But Kohler is the nominal director after all, even the old agents know who is the real boss of the organization. But with his current status, Kohler still easily bluffs these rookies who have not yet joined the job.

They were almost forced into the helicopter, and followed the chief to "catch the traitor".

Many rookie agents performed tasks for the first time and were somewhat excited.

But Phil was not excited. He instinctively felt that Chief Fury had not done anything wrong. As for the real attempt of Director Kohler, he did not understand or care.

"Don't move! Otherwise I will shoot!"

In the underground passage of the Pajasowski Land, Phil held his gun in both hands and aimed at the guy in black combat uniform and hood.

In the past ten minutes or so, the agent's contact channel was silent one by one, and Phil also heard the screams and calls for help from the agents, indicating that someone or something was attacking the agents.

Phil also saw the comatose companion in the elevator. Perhaps, that's what the guy in front of him did.

"Phil Coulson..."

The guy pointed at by the gun turned around, he looked at Phil, and Phil saw his eyes.

It was weird, with eyes like the embers after the flame went out.

It is absolutely impossible for normal people to have such pupils! This guy in front of me is not normal!

Moreover, how could he know his name?

"Don't move! Last warning!"

Agent Coulson issued a warning again, but the man didn't care. He raised his finger and pointed at Coulson. He said one by one:

"How will you be here!"

The black soldier crossed the unconscious alien under his feet and took a step towards Agent Coulson, watching him start to move. A slight gleam flashed in Colson's eyes, his finger resting on the trigger.

"do not come!"

He finally issued a warning, but Merlin didn't care, and he moved on, as if he didn't see the pistol in Coulson's hand at all.

"Damn!"

Agent Colson gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

But just the same second the trigger pulled, he saw Merlin disappear strangely, and then appeared to himself next second, and the pistol in his hand was lifted to the sky by a force.

"boom"

There was a gunshot.

Strangely appearing in front of Coulson's eyes, Merlin held the newly fired pistol frame in his left hand, and waved his right hand with five fingers together.

Seeing that his weapon was under control, Agent Coulson released the pistol extremely quickly, but as soon as he took a fighting posture, Merlin's right hand was accurately hit on his neck.

Colson felt violent pain, and at the next moment, his eyes turned violently and fell to the ground weakly.

His last point of view was Merlin's movement of bending down to stretch his hand towards him, and his eyes shining with ashes.

My first mission...

It was a shameful failure.

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Merlin carried Coulson, and the other hand dragged the unconscious Scoru, as if dragging a heavy object.

The entire Pagasorskiy land was chaotic due to the raids by the agents brought by Kohler, but the guards everywhere guarded against the raiders like Merlin, and had no time to react.

Relying on the dark perception and the black raid, Merlin returned to the parking lot ten minutes later.

He threw Coulson into the back seat, tied the alien with a chain, and threw it into the trunk. Then he sat in the driver's seat, drove the car, and relied on a "borrowed" ID card. In the chaotic situation at the base, he left Pagazoski unblocked all the way.

Merlin raised his arm while driving, and there was an unread message on the watch with BP function.

That was sent by Fury more than ten minutes ago.

"Out of danger, I'm heading to Louisiana, keep in touch!"

After learning that Frye and Firth were out of danger, Merlin was relieved. He raised his head and turned his rearview mirror to aim at the unconscious Coulson in the back seat.

He looked at the familiar face, he looked at his former brother, Merlin's mood was a little complicated for a while.

He didn't know how to face him, and most importantly, he didn't even know that Fury actually recruited Phil into the Strategic Crisis Intervention and Logistics Intelligence Service.

Now I think of it in a trance. A few months ago, when he called Fury, Fury said... he was on a business trip in Wisconsin.

"Ah, it's too slow."

Merlin reached out and patted his forehead. He looked at the trance road in front of him. He said:

"I should have noticed it."

But now that things have happened, since he has not been able to stop the situation before Phil was caught in the mess, he can only accept the matter in front of him. Merlin stared at the steering wheel and looked at the unconscious Coulson in the rearview mirror. He said:

"So..."

"What should I do with you? Phil... my brother."

A few hours later, Merlin returned to the little bar when he and Fry and Firth set off.

Pancho’s bar was empty, and the bartender and boss who had been scared away by Firth had not returned. Merlin opened the lock, carried the aliens and Coulson into the bar, threw them on the chair, then walked behind the bar, poured himself a glass of wine, and added ice cubes.

He picked up the glass, took off his hood and took a drink from the glass. He turned his head to look out the window, and the light at dusk shone through the window, illuminating the dim bar.

After a few minutes, Merlin said slowly:

"When are you going to pretend to sleep?"

No one answered him, the whole bar was quiet.

Merlin carried the glass and walked out of the bar. He was sitting on the chair, opposite him, it was Phil Coulson pretending to be unconscious.

The rookie thought he was disguised very well, but in Merlin's diffused sense of darkness, his every move was like a torch in the night and could not be hidden at all.

"boom"

Something hit the desk in front of Agent Colson. The sudden sound made Agent Colson's eyes jump, but he still kept his eyes closed, pretending to be unconscious.

"Strategic Crisis Intervention and Logistics Intelligence Service Level 2 Field Agent Merlin Riley!"

Merlin leaned back in his chair and reported himself to the rookie in front of him. He took a drink and said softly:

"You should call me sir now! Rookie."

"Ok?"

Hearing Merlin's unexpected identity, Coulson opened his eyes. He looked at Merlin suspiciously, and the more he saw the more familiar Merlin, he seemed to have seen him before.

But Coulson said nothing, instead, he looked down at the documents on the table.

He picked up the ID and looked at several hidden details repeatedly. After more than ten seconds, Coulson confirmed the identity card in front of him. That is to say, this guy whom he considered to be a bad guy is actually his own?

"Why are you attacking us?"

Coulson put the black wallet back on the table and pushed it to Merlin. He looked at Merlin and said:

"If you are really an old agent in the organization, why should you attack yourself?"

"Because the order you executed was wrong, rookie!"

Merlin said to Coulson:

"Kohler is an incompetent, and it's not Kohler who leads you at all! I can guarantee that the guy is still locked somewhere in the Nevada base. Identifying the enemy and the enemy is a basic skill that Agents should have. Agent Agent Colson, very Regrettably, in this matter, you all made a wrong judgment."

"Your agent training has failed... It is estimated that Fury, who has high hopes for you, will be disappointed."

"what do you mean..."

Coulson rubbed his neck and stared at Merlin, he said:

"Is Officer Fury doing the right thing?"

"Well, I can't judge now."

Drinking cold wine, Merlin said:

"Nothing can be judged right or wrong before the result appears. But I can at least tell you that Fury is more trustworthy than Kohler...well, not to mention these, your level of confidentiality is not enough To know more news. I am more interested in you!"

Merlin put down the glass, he knocked on the table and said to Coulson:

"Tell your story, Agent Coulson. How did you get recruited, and why did you promise Fury to join this intelligence organization?"

Merlin’s request is strange. Although Coulson is a rookie, he also realizes a bit of weirdness. He looked at Merlin. After a while, he said:

"Sir, I am puzzled. Does my story have anything to do with this matter?"

"Of course!"

Merlin said solemnly:

"Master Fury is performing dangerous missions and he needs enough support. I must know if you are trustworthy before I can decide whether to take you deeper into this matter... before I take you to the battlefield, I must Know you first. Do you understand what I mean? Agent Colson."

"Uh, it makes sense."

Rookie Coulson was confused by Merlin's serious expression and tone. He thought Merlin made sense and he really wanted to do the right thing.

So in Merlin's gaze, Coulson whispered:

"I'm from Wisconsin. Last year, when I had just graduated from high school, I was going to college on my own farm..."

"and many more!"

Merlin interrupted Coleson's narrative. He said:

"Coldson Farm bought it back?"

"You...how do you know we used to sell farms?"

Merlin's question surprised Coulson. He asked:

"At that time, only people in our family knew!"

"Because I have seen you before! Coulson."

Merlin shrugged and said frankly to Coulson:

"5 years ago, at Madison Hospital in Wisconsin, we had a relationship. You may have forgotten that I claimed to be your father's friend. At that time, although I was not an agent of the organization, I had Fury had contact, and I know that he has been following you since very early. Do you understand what I mean?"

Merlin rubbed his forehead. He said half-truth:

"I'm really clear about your past. But I need you to show your sincerity... Keep going, let me really trust you."

"Uh, okay."

Coulson did have a vague impression of this memory in his mind. He always felt that Merlin's face was familiar. When his father was hospitalized 5 years ago, he did have such an experience.

Now, he finally knew where that familiarity came from.

So Coleson continued with doubt:

"Fery found me on the farm and he told me that he had observed me for a long time and thought that I had the qualification to become an agent. Since I was a child, I like to watch various superhero comics. I want to do something good, which is good for the country and the people. Helping things, so I didn’t think about it for too long, I joined the organization and then trained in Nevada."

"anything else?"

Merlin lowered his head and asked softly:

"Anyone, in making any decision, is looking for something. Coulson, did you find it while joining the organization as an agent?"

"I can't understand it, sir."

There was a flash of nervousness in Colson's eyes, and he said:

"I just want to do something good, Chief Fury told me that after joining the organization, I can do a lot..."

"I mean..."

Merlin raised his head and pushed his glasses. He stared at Coulson. He said:

"You have the private purpose of being an agent! Is it to satisfy your inner desire to become a hero? Or to...find something that may have been lost?"

Under Merlin’s gaze, Agent Coulson was uncomfortably moving his body, and the two remained silent until nearly a minute later, Agent Coleson raised his head again and he looked at Merlin, saying:

"Have."

"My father suffered a disaster 5 years ago. After the car accident, he was comatose for a full 2 ​​years. I thought my father would never wake up again. But in the third year of spring, his father miraculously opened Eyes closed...Although you can only use a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

"But his awakening made me and my mother very happy. We used to think it was a refuge from faith, but...but my father told us, no!"

Agent Coleson’s fingers were on the table. He looked at Merlin with a different emotion in his eyes. He said:

"My father told me that he was supposed to die, but someone saved him. He couldn’t remember any information about that person, but he knew that that person was important to us and to the Coulson family, and he told me that The man paid a very heavy price before pulling him back from hell."

"He asked me to find him! My father told me to use every method, but also to find that person... This sounds weird, right? Sir, but I can feel that what my father said is true. No Wrong, you are right, I do have a private purpose to join the organization."

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Merlin calmly. He said:

"I want to find the person who helped us."

Coleson's narration made Merlin's emotions a little tumultuous.

But he was still expressionless on the surface. After ten seconds, he nodded to Coulson, he said:

"Very good, you passed! Rookie, from now on, you follow me."

"Let's save Fury!"

"We... go do good!"

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