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

Philip can be said to be happy now. Since meeting Gibson and his son for the first time, his income has increased, which makes him start to do his best to complete every job Wesley has given him.

Finally, he waited until the peak of his career and became the head of the legal department of the alliance game company, responsible for forming a team of lawyers. Small companies like lawyers can’t afford to support them. Lawyers belong to high-income professions, and they are also very prestigious professions. Basically everyone here in the United States can’t do without lawyers, because there are so many laws in the United States that you can’t remember. To the point where you can't stop, especially each state has its own set of laws, you don't understand if you are not a professional researcher.

Today the boss called him again. He was very happy, just to show the results of his labor, so he first sent the three lawyers stationed in New York to the 56th Bureau. This fully shows his carefulness and where the boss’s home is. He knew very clearly, and he was very clear about investigating where it belonged to.

Afterwards, Philip led the team and dozens of lawyers took a direct flight to New York, which took less than a few hours. There were a lot of flights between California and New York, and Hollywood stars were often seen.

Wesley asked Carlos to take Minty away, and then he took the three lawyers who had been waiting early in the morning into the 56th Bureau. The sheriff looked at the lawyer behind Wesley a little frustrated. The police hate lawyers the most. The rich are not scary. The scary thing is that there are three lawyers behind them, and it seems that this is not all of them. They are just stationed in New York, and the lawyers behind are rushing over.

There is a special room for recording confessions. Wesley and his lawyer sat in a row, and there were only two people opposite, the sheriff and a recorder. There was obviously a difference in momentum.

"Mr. Wesley, can we start now? We need to ask for your information first." The sheriff asked directly.

The lawyer next to Wesley began to communicate with him in a low voice. Wesley felt that there was no need to conceal it. His apparent identity was not arranged by S.H.I. Yes, and he is part of the Avengers project, unlike other agents.

"Yes, let's start!" Wesley nodded.

"Name!"

"Wesley Gibson!"

"age!"

"26 years old!"

"profession!"

"Chairman of Alliance Games, shareholder of Stark Industries!" Wesley said. However, after the sheriff listened, the cold sweat on his forehead fell. A shareholder of Stark Industries alone is not a good deal. Stark Industries also has a team of lawyers, and they used to sell arms, although they are not sold anymore. , But their stocks are rising every day.

He also knows that the alliance game company has just started to cooperate with the world recently. A signing party has been reported by major media in the United States. The chairman is called Wesley. Now it seems to be a person. The market value is estimated to exceed 500. 100 million U.S. dollars will dominate the existence of the US online instant messaging market.

"Then Mr. Wesley Gibson, can you talk about what happened today?" The sheriff calmed down, then asked.

"Of course, many people have seen it, there is nothing that can't be said..." Wesley directly described what happened today, and then asked: "Can I ask you why the police arrived so long?"

"Well... the traffic problem, it's New York after all."

"Hehe..." Wesley's response was hehe. Although traffic is a big problem in New York, there are always patrols. There are police officers on patrol in every block. Why are patrol officers not here?

The sheriff knew that this kind of thing was totally unreasonable, so he immediately changed his strategy, "Mr. Wesley Gibson, at that time your sister fired three shots. I don't know who owns the gun. Do you have a gun license?"

Wesley smiled. He is not afraid of this, because his two guns are registered and registered with SHIELD. "The gun is mine. It is not suitable for shooting at the school gate, so I throw it away. In the car, it can be regarded as a guarantee for my sister. She can protect herself with a gun if necessary. Do I need to see the documents?"

"Of course it's best to be able to see it." The sheriff now needs to delay for a while, taking the documents provided by Wesley to go out for an investigation, but he first called the General Administration.

"I got into a big trouble to help you. Do you know who that person is? The chairman of the alliance game company. His lawyers are rushing. What should I do?" The sheriff was in his office and spoke to the phone. Complained.

"Don't worry, even if you are unemployed, I will give you a lot of money. You can retire directly without worrying about anything. Didn't he shoot anymore? Check his gun certificate, you will have Surprised." Then the other side put down the phone.

The sheriff was stunned. Wesley Gibson didn’t look like a lie just now. Did the person who wanted to deal with him erased the information on the certificate? He hurriedly started to check on the computer, and sure enough, there were no two guns. He laughed. The crime of illegally holding a gun was not small, and some of the lawsuits were fought.

The refreshed sheriff came back directly, pushed the door and walked in. Wesley felt that something was wrong. Does the other person's look seem very happy?

"Mr. Wesley Gibson, your two guns have not been registered. You are holding a gun illegally." The sheriff said with a smile.

"Hehe, then you mean my ID is fake, right?" Wesley didn't panic. His ID was absolutely true. If there is no record, then it has been deleted, but you can delete it. Record, but you can’t destroy the certificate, so this matter has to be said.

"This...I need to investigate this. It may take a little longer." The sheriff was taken aback for a moment, then said.

"You don't need to take that long, because this matter is no longer yours. I'm leaving now, and your police station is waiting for my lawyer's letter." Wesley got up directly, looking at Hydra. Acting, it's not easy to say what their purpose is, so Wesley doesn't want to wrestle with the police now.

The three lawyers were taken aback, but what the boss said was an order, and they got up and prepared to leave. If the police stopped, then it was time for them to dispatch.

"Mr. Wesley, you can't leave like this. We still need you to be clear about the gun." The sheriff wanted to stop. If the two sides can reach a settlement, then they don't need to be prosecuted. The three lawyers were ready to show their existence, but Wesley waved his hand and then said to himself: "Look at this." Another certificate was thrown out.