The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

　　 I just wanted to be a black firefly that shines in the dark.

but…

　　 You don’t give a chance.

　　 If that's the case, it's good, don't pretend, I'm going to showdown.

　　 As expected, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it didn't suit me at all. I couldn't hold it back before I slapped my face. If I slapped my face, Lake was afraid that he couldn't help but reunite the Coulson family.

　　 soon.

Secretary Kelly, who had finished speaking with the Attorney General on the other end of the phone, said: "The New York Undersea Tunnel bombing may indeed involve a terrorist attack. The Attorney General and I spoke on the phone. We are led by the Department of Homeland Security in dealing with terrorist actions. This is the first big case since our establishment, and it’s done better, Director Edwin."

　　 "Understood, thank you Minister!"

　　 Lake responded, and after the call was hung up, he looked at Coleson: "Bring all the people, evidence, and files you detained."

　　 Coleson opened his mouth: "I...need to make a call."

　　Lake sneered, but he didn't stop it.

Ridiculous.

　　 The suspect that I got caught after a hard death, you just take it away. In the end, if you are not self-sufficient, you have to sign a non-disclosure agreement. How many faces did Ma Wangye give you to make you so inflated?

　　 Even if Aegis picked people away quietly, Lake won't have any thoughts.

　　 But Temeow slapped his face directly.

　　 Who can bear this?

　　Although the starting point of birth in this life was not very good, but since Lake was able to run, he has not been succumbed to grudges on the spot, and at most it will be delayed until the next day.

　　 Lao Tzu is here to play invincible stream, not to play like a pig and eat a tiger stream.

　　Lake looked at Coleson who turned around to make a call. He was not idle, and directly called the doorman downstairs in front of Coleson again.

　　 A word.

　　 Don't give SHIELD a chance to go out, whoever dares to take the Winter Soldier through the door, shoot on the spot, death or injury.

　　 Colson's side.

"what?"

　　Ms. Victoria Hand, who was at the Aegis New York Operations Center, listened to Coleson’s report, and she couldn’t believe it: “How could he suddenly become the Department of Homeland Security?”

　　 Coleson shook his head: "Commander, what do you do now?"

How to do?

　　 Ghost knows what to do.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a local federal agency, but a global secret agency established by the Security Council. Because of its secrecy, they have at most greeted the heads of several major law enforcement agencies so that S.H.I.E.L.D. can legally use fake certificates from these agencies in the country. .

　　 But the Department of Homeland Security was just established this year.

　　 S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau is about to retire and the deputy director is demoted, but it has not yet contacted the newly appointed Minister John Kelly to greet him.

　　 But...

　　 People must not be handed over to the Department of Homeland Security.

the reason?

Eleven years ago, the Howard Stark car accident was actually investigated by their S.H.I.E.L.D. Agency. At that time, they also saw that the scene was carefully disguised. This was an accurate assassination. Just in case, Aegis chose to report the car accident, and then kept investigating the matter secretly. The person responsible for tracking and investigating this matter was the then head of operations, now the director of Aegis, Alexander Pierce.

　　 Now that Bucky Barnes appeared, Aegis felt that he could find out the truth through Bucky Barnes’s line.

Moreover, how Bucky Barnes lived until now is something that Aegis is interested in. What's more, Bucky is still a good friend of Steve. After knowing this news, Director Alexander Pierce Instructed that Bucky Barnes must be transferred to S.H.I.E.L.D. for testing and interrogation.

　　 just...

　　 Victoria Hand pursed her lips: "Give him the phone."

"Yes."

　　 Coleson nodded, turned to face Lake again, and handed out the phone.

　　Lake glanced at him, sneered, and took the call.

　　 Is this going to suppress him with righteousness or morality?

"Hey!"

　　 "Lieutenant Edwin..."

　　 "Please call me Director Edwin, Department of Homeland Security, New York State, Assistant Director of Operations, who are you."

　　 "Strategic Defense of the Land..."

　　 "Stop talking, I'll just say, people, don’t make friends."

　　 Click!

With a phone in one hand and a pistol loaded in one hand, Lake pointed directly at the surprised Coleson, and said blankly to the phone: "Bucky Barnes is suspected of deliberate murder, pretending to be a terrorist attack on the scene, I am now I very much doubt if you are in the same group, you said, should I catch the guy standing in front of me and ask him."

　　The good-tempered Coleson meets the bad-tempered Lake at the moment and feels bad.

　　 "Edwin..."

　　 "Come, don’t you not pay?"

　　 "...The person is yours."

　　 "Clever, in the future, I want to change the style of the mysterious department. Don't keep staring at me. I have a bad temper. Next time, be careful that I lift out all your panties."

　　"..."

　　Lake finished speaking, and threw the phone directly towards Coulson, and put away his pistol.

　　 ten seconds later.

　　 Coleson hung up the phone, turned and walked outside. The ignorant Aegis agent looked at the back of his boss leaving, glanced at Lake, and then turned to catch up with Coleson.

　　 Lake looked at the back of the two people leaving and sneered. UU reading www.uukānshu.com

　　 smile.

　　Lake looked at George, Beckett and Joe who had just quarreled, smiled, sat in his chair, and tore up the non-disclosure agreement in front of him: "What's the matter?"

　　 Joe came over and looked at the badge on Lake's waist and the badge on the table: "You...DHS?"

　　 Lake smiled and said, "Why, do you want to come?"

　　 Joe waved her hand, if it wasn't for she wanted to catch the man behind her husband's death, Joe should be crying at home instead of at the New York Police Department.

　　 George and Beckett also came over.

　　Lake glanced twice: "Why, are you interested?"

George said, "Are you kidding? The police station just received a donation of 200 million US dollars. I left at this time. I want my bonus that has been delayed for several years. Also, do you want to find a house and recruit newbies with you? , I feel good now."

Ok.

　　 You almost said that you are already a salted fish, don't let me disturb you in the sun.

　　 Lake looked at Beckett.

　　 Beckett shrugged, "I still think the FBI is good."

　　Most local police think so. After all, shouting NYPD or KLPD when breaking the door is far less powerful than shouting FBI.

　　 Lake said: "But DHS has the right to mobilize the FBI and the CIA."

Beckett hammered Lake's shoulder: "You still have to think about how to talk to the police inspector and the director. Good fellow, you're an upright jumping ship. If you come here on another floor, it's probably all I've rolled my eyes, but George and I are fine, as long as you don't **** cases with us in the future."

　　Lake laughed.