Chapter 10 First Contact

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Listening to the prompts in his mind, a series of question marks appeared on Aylin's forehead.

Is this gathering method serious?

If you have the strength described in method one, you don't need to be forced to hide by a group of gangsters like now.

As for the forbidden object ‘Silent Box’ in method two, I have never even heard of it, let alone using it to collect the forbidden object ‘Moonlight DJ’.

Method three seems to be more reliable.

But looking at the current situation in the Morning Star Bar, Aylin guessed that he would have to finish playing before he even reached the taboo object ‘Moonlight DJ’.

Say it again.

Now the Morning Star Bar is surrounded by a lot of police officers, and I have no chance to go in!

Huh.

Isn't the guy giving orders Coulson from SHIELD? With such a high hairline, I shouldn't be mistaken for anyone.

Could it be that the incident at Morning Star Bar attracted SHIELD's attention?

In this way, wouldn't I have no chance to contain the sealed object in the bar?

No!

Aelin shook his head.

If you take a little more risk, you might have a chance.

Forbidden objects are not something that is original to this world. Those people at SHIELD must be having a headache now on how to deal with this matter!

Think of this.

Aylin took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then tried his best to push away the crowd of spectators.

Squeeze towards the patrolman who was maintaining order at the edge of the cordon.

Looking at Aylin who was constantly squeezing in, causing the crowd around him to become confused.

A young patrolman, who looked to be in his early twenties, immediately shouted: "Stop crowding the scene of the serious crime, and get everyone back. Hey, you, that's you, don't you hear me? Stop crowding, do you hear me?" "

Aylin forced his way to the patrolman and said, "Officer, please call Chief Colson for me. He's the one with the walkie-talkie and a high hairline."

Um?

The young patrolman who originally wanted to scold Aylin frowned slightly when he saw Aylin accurately calling Coulson's name.

Is this guy an acquaintance of Chief Colson?

After hesitating for a moment, the young patrolman said: "I can call the chief for you, but I don't know if he sees you."

"Thank you. Of course, you can tell Coulson by the way that I have information about the trouble in the bar?"

As he spoke, Aylin also pointed to the Morning Star Bar.

"That troublesome information in the bar? If what you said is true, I think the commander will be happy to see you."

"certainly."

After the young patrolman saw that Aylin didn't look like he was lying, he trotted towards Coulson.

After a while, he ran up to Colson, pointed at Aylin in the crowd, and said something to Colson.

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"He has information about the trouble in this bar?"

Upon hearing this, Coulson glanced at the Asian boy in the crowd, and then said to the patrolman in front of him: "Bring him here!"

Grant Ward, who was next to Colson, saw this and said suspiciously: "That kid really knows the information here?"

Colson showed a smile and said: "It won't waste much of our time to meet each other. This is better than using our lives to fill it in to get information. Maybe he really knows something?"

soon.

Aylin was brought to Coulson by the young patrolman.

After seeing Aylin, Coulson did not immediately ask about the situation in the Morning Star Bar, but asked: "What do you call it?"

"My name is Aylin."

"So, Aylin, tell me how you know my name. I don't remember knowing you."

While speaking, Colson looked at Aylin without blinking, observing Aylin's micro-expressions.

"Yes, you do not know me now, but you will definitely know me in the future. As you can see, I am a diviner, and your name was obtained by me through divination."

Fortune teller? ? ?

A series of question marks flashed over Coulson's head.

Grant Ward next to him put his hands in a mess, showing an expression that I knew.

Even Coulson had a look of helplessness on his face.

"Okay, my little fortune teller, I don't have the intention to finish the fortune telling game with you now. If you really know what this weird bar is about, you can tell me. If you don't know, you can now left."

"You don't want to be sued by the New York Police Department for obstructing official duties!"

Aylin was not frightened by Colson's implicit threat. He nodded seriously to Colson: "Of course I know that if there is no real material, I will cause trouble for myself? But every time Successful divination is all about spying on destiny, and requires paying a high price, so..."

As he spoke, Aylin stretched out his right hand, rubbed his index finger towards Colson, and made an internationally accepted gesture.

At this time, Grant Ward's face, standing aside, was no longer disdainful, but rather darkened.

OK?

Scammers these days actually deceived their SHIELD.

It's like the old man hanged himself because he thought his life was too long.

Grant Ward clenched his fists and raised his eyebrows at Aylin.

"Hey kid, has anyone ever told you that you're very brave..."

Before Grant Ward could finish speaking, Aylin immediately said: "One hundred thousand dollars. As long as one hundred thousand dollars, I can tell you the information I got from the divination."

"One hundred thousand US dollars, you are not at a disadvantage, at least any federal soldier's pension is more than this."

"This time, I came with sincerity."

One hundred thousand US dollars may not be a big deal for those rich people, but it is definitely not a small number. At least, most families in the federation cannot afford such savings.

In Coulson's opinion, Eileen's mouth is no different from a lion's mouth.

But as Eileen said, from a certain perspective, this is indeed a good deal, at least any federal soldier's pension is several times higher than this.

If what Eileen said is really helpful for their operation this time, then one hundred thousand US dollars is not a bad deal.

But what should be fought for should still be fought for, and Coulson does not want to be treated as a sucker.

"One hundred thousand dollars is not a small amount, I..."

Before Coulson finished speaking, Ayling interrupted directly and said: "Destiny will not be discounted, so divination will not be bargained. If Chief Coulson thinks it is too expensive, I will leave now..."

Colson: "...Okay, I hope the information you give is worth the price, otherwise the consequences of offending a law enforcement agency are definitely not what you want to know."

At this time, Grant Ward on the side showed the assault rifle in his hand and sneered: "Colson, you are too kind. If his wrong intelligence leads to our casualties, he will face jail time."