New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Wesley drove the yacht to the sea, Carlos began to prepare fishing gear, Hannah was in the kitchen to pack the ingredients, and Mindy ran to Wesley and watched him drive the yacht. She should have rarely come out to play in the past. Seeing everything is fresh.

"Want to try it?" Wesley asked, looking at her yearning.

"Can you?" Mindy asked excitedly.

"Of course, come to the chair, I'll teach you, learn simple driving now, and then teach you how to perform specific operations." Wesley patiently taught her the simplest driving, as for how to look at the chart or something. It is omitted directly, Mindy is still too young.

The siblings were having fun. They ran around at sea until Carlos called them to go fishing. Wesley stopped the yacht at this time, and then took Mindy to the stern and taught her to fish. .

They had a lot of fun this day, but it's not too late to go home. Mindy is going to school tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Wesley went to Hannah to pick up Mindy, and then drove her directly to the school, "Mindy, if you have any questions, remember to call me. You will start decorating your room today. I believe You will have your own room soon."

"Got it." Mindy walked into the school with a new schoolbag on one shoulder. Wesley watched her enter the school before leaving, but he turned around and returned to the school gate, looking at the gate from a distance. , He didn't know if his little sister would skip class and return to his home to train.

Without waiting long, Mindy appeared at the school gate again, a taxi stopped in front of her, and then left, Wesley started the car to follow.

"Call the headquarters and help me monitor a taxi. The license plate number is XXXX." Wesley did not follow him directly. His sports car is easy to recognize, so he simply called the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. and used traffic monitoring to track it. Cars.

"Received from the headquarters. Now we will start tracking. Agent Wesley Gibson is asked to use his mobile phone to receive the target location."

"Understood." Wesley took out his mobile phone. There was a taxi mark on it. He hung far behind. After walking less than ten blocks, the taxi stopped. Wesley stepped on the accelerator to speed up. Di was talking to the taxi driver, and then walked directly into the apartment next to him.

Wesley followed. He couldn't enter the electronic door here. He checked that there was a security guard inside, and then started knocking on the door.

"Mr. Are you looking for someone?" the security guard walked over and asked directly.

Wesley didn't talk nonsense, and directly showed his credentials, "The Bureau of National Land Strategic Defense Attacks and Logistics Guarantee, did the little girl live here just now? What floor is her home on?"

"Don't want to fool me. I won't open the door for you or tell you the little girl's information. Please leave now, or I will call the police. How could a little girl have a relationship with your homeland security agency? Relationship, think clearly when you lie, leave quickly, or I will call the police." The security guard looked at Wesley with a vigilant look.

Wesley wanted to give him a compliment for his wit, but he was a little uncomfortable using it on himself, "You can call the police now to see if my credentials are genuine, or I will call a team of people to support you. It's okay to come here, what do you think?"

"Your credentials are real?" the security guard asked suspiciously.

"Such as fake replacement, that girl really has nothing to do with homeland security, but she has something to do with me. My father has just adopted her recently, but this little guy ran out of school. As her new brother, I need to know her. Some of my thoughts, can you understand what I said?"

"Oh, of course, come in, I'll take you up." The security guard opened the door directly, Wesley walked in, and the two took the elevator directly upstairs. "This is her home. Not long after his father passed away, I didn't expect you to have adopted her. She is a lovely child."

"Thank you, is it okay to give us a little separate space? Children will inevitably want some face."

"Of course, but I need to wait outside. If you are really her brother, then I think I will leave." It's really responsible, Wesley knocked directly on the door.

The door opened, and Mindy looked scared. She didn't expect to be caught directly. What should she say?

"Mindy, tell the security guard, am I your brother? He still has a job."

"Yes, thank you, he is my brother."

"That's good, then I'm going down, you guys talk slowly."

Wesley thanked the security guard and sent away. Then he looked at Mindy and said, "Don't you invite me in?" Mindy hesitated, then let the door open, and Wesley walked in. The house is not big, and the living room is used. For combat training, there is a code lock at the door of one room, and the other rooms are normal.

"Homesick?" Wesley found a seat and sat down, then asked.

"Uh...yes, I'm a little homesick." Mindy's big eyes rolled, and then said. Wesley laughed. This little girl is not honest, but it is understandable that it is difficult for a person to change his life habits at once, especially a child.

"Mindy, we are a family now, we should get to know each other, don't you mind showing me a tour?" Wesley asked.

"No...nothing to see, basically nothing in our house?" Mindy stood in front of Wesley, ravaged the corners of her clothes with her little hands.

"Is there really nothing? The living room is like a training ground, and there is a room with this code lock. Do I need to open it?"

"That's my dad's room. Only he knows the password. He didn't tell me before he died." Minty blinked and said casually. Wesley was amused, and then he took out a cellphone-sized instrument. When he came to the code lock, a green light shone out. This is a fingerprint decoder, which he used once.

Judging the sequence of using the password based on the fingerprint on the password lock, Wesley directly entered the password and the door opened. Little Lori Mindy was dumbfounded. Her new brother had such a thing, but the big father did not.

"Oh, the weapons here are good. They have a complete range, especially pistols." Wesley had already walked in. Mindy reacted and hurriedly followed, but her new brother didn't seem to be scared. Look like.

Mindy looked at Wesley and asked, "Aren't you afraid? My original home is like an arsenal."

Wesley laughed, then pulled off his suit jacket and showed his two guns. Today he was carrying his own pistol, a Beretta 92F with a wood-carved handle and a silver hand. M1911 with engraving and ivory handle. "How about my two guns?"