I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

When it comes to the words "Bushido" and "Justice", Leon immediately felt that this was not a girl's whim.

It seems that last night, she also thought a lot...

Looking at Colleen's immature face, Leon reconfirmed: "Do you really think so?"

"Yeah!" Colleen nodded fiercely, her face full of determination: "I grew up with my grandpa since I was a child."

"From my grandfather, I learned not only martial arts, but also the purpose of learning martial arts."

"Purpose?"

"Yes, learning martial arts is not for physical fitness, nor for bullying, but for being able to protect everything you cherish and implement the justice in your heart at a certain important moment!"

Speaking of this, Colleen's face suddenly showed a strong look of longing.

"Mr. Lyon, I heard Officer Erin say that everything last night was planned and notified to the New York police, and that evil organization was destroyed."

"Although you don't look like a very powerful person. However, your behavior is just like a real samurai!"

The color in Colleen's eyes made Leon sigh in the bottom of his heart: He was so conscious at a young age...

Leon felt that if Colleen was handed over to Coulson to teach her personally, with those hot-blooded words, and then flickering, this girl with a strong sense of justice might become the heir to the "guardian" spirit of S.H.I.E.L.D.

When a person has a firm belief, he can always have light in his heart when darkness occupies the entire sky!

Colleen Wing is clearly not at the level of Captain America.

However, as long as she has faith in her heart, she will not be easily shaken, and will not be overwhelmed by the current setbacks and difficulties!

Such a person, no matter when and where, is a trustworthy and dependable existence!

Leon knows that if he wants to survive in this dangerous Marvel world and protect everything he cherishes, then the power of one person is far from enough...

Perhaps, Colleen, who has grown up, will be a very important help.

Since this is what she wants, Leon will not stop her, but will help her as much as possible.

Who made her eyes look like her own sister...

Sitting up straight, Leon stared at Colleen with those blue eyes, and said softly, "Only you know what you want in your life."

"If that's what you want, then, as you want!"

Before Colleen could show a smile because of his words, Leon's next words made her involuntarily cheer up:

"but!"

"If you want to become an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., you have to go through a series of tests and training. This road is not so easy. I hope you will be enlightened."

Colleen raised her eyebrows, and her weak face showed a hint of firmness: "I will do my best!"

I originally wanted to discuss with Colleen about the future arrangements, but I didn't expect that as they talked, it would become the current situation.

Once again verified the sentence: the plan can't keep up with the changes!

Said to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent,

However, Colleen, who is only 16 years old, still has a long way to go to achieve this goal.

Although her martial arts and kendo level is not bad. Several big men can't get close.

However, this does not mean that she can immediately go on a mission to fight crime.

At the very least, he had to study at SHIELD Academy for a few years before he could cope with the dangerous tasks of various agents.

At this time, Leon thought of a person who could help him handle the complicated procedures for Colleen to enter S.H.I.E.L.D.

That person, of course, is his uncle - Phil Coulson!

During lunch time, Leon called Comrade Lao Ke directly, explained to him Colleen Wen's situation in detail, and hoped that he could settle the matter of Colleen's admission to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Facing his nephew's request, Coulson did not reply immediately, but felt that he had to meet Colleen Wen first and then make plans.

After all, recruiting new recruits is not his job.

Even if it is Coulson, the old man of SHIELD, if he wants to introduce outsiders to enter the SHIELD Academy, he has to go through a period of investigation and evaluation before he can really enter the academy and study.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s academy, unlike ordinary schools, can be so convenient, you can enter if you want...

Leaving Colleen in the apartment, waiting for Coulson to arrive, while Lyon drove to the NYPD headquarters on Crowe Street in Manhattan.

After parking the car, Leon closed his khaki trench coat and walked straight into the New York Police Department.

When I came to the front desk of the police station, a blond female police officer in uniform looked at Leon's face that I had just seen a few days ago and was particularly impressed. She couldn't help opening her eyes and exclaimed suddenly: "Ah! You are Leon. Detective?!"

"Hello, Amya, I want to find Director George, is he there?"

"Uh... He just went out for a meeting with the mayor and is not at the police station now."

Hearing this news, Leon raised his brows and asked, "So, Senior Superintendent Owen, are you there?"

"Superintendent Owen? He should be there...please wait."

As soon as the voice fell, the blonde policewoman pressed the internal line of the police station and called to the office of Superintendent Owen:

"Sir, someone is looking for you..."

"It's the Leon Detective last time..."

"Yeah, okay, I see..."

The blonde policewoman named "Amya" put down the microphone and said to Leon with a smile: "Superintendent Owen is waiting for you in the office, just east of the fourth floor."

"Do you need me to show you the way?"

In the face of the blond girl's hospitality, Leon smiled slightly and rejected her kindness: "No need, I can, thank you very much."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the elevator.

In the office on the fourth floor, Lyon met with the "old acquaintance" Superintendent Owen, and after a few chats, he walked to the interrogation room on the basement floor, led by a black police detective.

Five minutes later...

A black-haired man detained in a single-person detention room on the basement floor was taken to the interrogation room by two police officers before he could react.

As soon as he was pushed into the interrogation room, the man saw the brown-haired man sitting across the table.

Suddenly, anger, fear, anxiety and other emotions appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but exclaimed:

"It's you!"

Looking at the handcuffed blogger who looked a little sluggish, the corner of Leon's mouth couldn't help showing a slight smile.

I saw him get up slowly, propped up the table with both palms, leaned forward like a tiger descending the mountain, stared closely at Bo Tu, and said solemnly:

"Hey! How are you doing?"

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