You really gave me a problem."
In Fury's office, Merlin played with the quaint badge and said to Fury:
"No information, no information, no guide, just know a name and some illusory legends. Then you let me go to another far away place far away from my hometown to fight desperately."
He shook his head:
"I must be crazy, but my heart told me that I shouldn't refuse you."
"This is not just a blow and retaliation against us that Cia puts a detriment, Meilin."
Fury breathed a sigh of relief, he looked back at Merlin, and he said:
"Just regard it as a warrior who sacrificed his life for the country but was blasphemed and was unable to remain peaceful after his death."
"yes."
Merlin put away the badge of the Ten Rings, and he said:
“If we don’t know, it doesn’t matter.”
"But since we know, we can't ignore it."
"I knew you would definitely accept this task."
There was a smile on Fury's dark face and the only one-eyed eyes. He sat back on the chair and said to Merlin:
"There's another thing, after you leave, I need someone to manage sl.d., is there anyone recommended?"
"I think Colson is good."
Merlin glanced at Fury, and when she saw the hesitation in Fury's eyes, Merlin changed her words and said:
"Of course, he is too young and has too little experience to convince the public. So it's good for him to be an adjutant with Melinda. I've divided the affairs of sl.d. Now Colson, Melinda and Sharon are all in their most suitable positions, but they lack a person who has a comprehensive view of the overall situation and knows the wizarding world very well. The most important thing is, you can rest assured."
"Why let Gatler come back."
Merlin said:
"He has fought side by side with the wizards in England for a long time and has some knowledge of magic. The most important thing is that he knows how the wizards act. Let him command my department, at least you don't have to worry about the relationship between him and the Demon France. But the only problem is that Gatler commanded thousands of agents in Europe, and just transferred him back to manage a subordinate department, which is considered a downgrade."
"It doesn't matter."
A light flashed in Fury's eyes, and he said:
"Gatler can serve on the same side."
"The European branch was established since the Cold War. There was a mature system like the S.H.E.L.D. headquarters. Gatler was only responsible for issuing orders and was not responsible for specific matters. It was not a big problem to let him serve as the commander of S.D....... I plan to transfer Victoria out of the Isle Island Prison, where she was too useless."
"so what?"
Merlin asked:
“What is your plan?”
"Agent Phoenix serves as the warden of the island, Victoria goes to the European branch as the second commander, Gatler returns to New York to take charge of your department. Then transfer Patton and Natasha back to headquarters to command two other newly established squads of agents."
Fury bounced his finger:
"That's what it's decided."
“There are so many people coming and going.”
Merlin shook his head and sighed:
"Our organization looks majestic, but in fact there are only a few trusted senior executives inside. This won't work. Fury, you have to promote more newcomers. After a long time, everyone will be very tired."
"You have the nerve to say it."
Fury glared at Merlin:
"Among all the senior commanders, you are the most relaxed. Don't think I don't know. You are pushing Colson and Melinda to do those troublesome things."
"I trust them and exercise their abilities, Fury."
Merlin said disapprovingly:
"You always don't let go. How can children grow up? Bumps and bumps will hurt, but after the scars are healed, it will be a medal of courage."
"What's more, aren't I always busy dealing with the mess for you?"
Merlin shook the documents in his hand, moved his shoulders, stood up and said to Fury:
"Ah, I've been on this continent for a long time. It's really time to go out and wait for my good news, Fury, if things go well, I might be back in a few months."
"Um."
Fury nodded:
"A few months later, the news from the Ministry of Defense passed. Also, be careful, Merlin. Afghanistan is not New York. If something happens there, I may not be able to save you."
"You save me?"
Merlin looked at Fury's belly that had gained weight recently, and his eyes made Fury angry. Before Fury was completely angry, Merlin laughed and walked out of the office with the documents.
After Merlin left, Fury closed the door and subconsciously touched his abdomen. He shook his head.
Well, take time to go to the gym this afternoon.
Recently, I have indeed been a little lazy.
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After coming out of the S.H.I.E.D., Merlin sat in the car and galloped all the way to Queens.
He dialed the steering wheel with one hand, took out his phone with the other, and dialed a strange, 19-digit number. What's even more strange is that this number actually dialed.
“Dou,Dou,Dou”
A few ordinary sounds of waiting for communication sounded, and the next moment, a muffled sound came from Meilin's phone:
"My friend Merlin, have you found information about the Tinder?"
This sound is very recognizable.
It is full of quirky metal sound quality, and most importantly, the sound lacks emotion, just like a straightforward voice.
This is the sound of the Cybertron flying over the mountains.
“Second District 7, at Hoover Dam.”
Merlin briefly replied:
"Do you know that place?"
"I can find it."
Flying over the mountain and answered:
"I will rush over with the bumblebee as fast as possible. If the fire source is really there, we promise to take it out of your world with you as soon as possible."
"Good, it's better to take away the damn Decepticons and the disaster of your mechanical war."
Merlin replied:
"Also, you just want the fire, so don't cause too much trouble. I mean, don't kill too many people, okay?"
"The Rebels have a bottom line, Merlin."
Flying over the mountain said:
"We won't hurt lives unless we need it."
"That's good, stay in touch at any time."
Merlin didn't have much greeting, and he hung up the phone after he said it.
He had no intention of intervening in the internal affairs of the Cybertron, and the Earthlings had created enough troubles.
Merlin drove the car and turned into another street under the afternoon sun. Fury gave him a very fast departure time, so while there was still time, he wanted to go back to the house, pack up his things, and prepare to take a plane to Central Asia tomorrow afternoon.
But just as Merlin's car turned into Hell's Kitchen and was near the dock, Merlin suddenly discovered that on the road in front of her, a group of people were gathering there.
Next to the crowd, there was a large truck that overturned.
Merlin had excellent eyesight. He could see the red jars loaded on the overturned truck and the skeleton marks marked on the jar.
That means that it is a dangerous chemical.
When Merlin opened the car window, he could still smell the pungent smell in the air. Most importantly, in the center of the crowd, Merlin heard the scream of a child's pain.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
He opened the car door and pushed open the onlookers, and saw a boy lying in the green liquid at a glance.
He knew that boy.
That was the son of Matt Murdoch, Jack Murdoch and Sister Maggie.
One night seven years ago, Merlin witnessed the separation of the child's parents with his own eyes, and there were some factors in which he participated.
He crouched down, took out his handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the liquid from Matt. Then he picked him up and rushed towards his car.
The child was in pain, and he struggled in Merlin's arms. That was not his intention, but because it hurt too much, the child subconsciously wanted to get rid of it, but he couldn't get rid of it.
Merlin could understand that pain, that despair, that helplessness.
So he hugged Little Matt tightly, while the child covered his liquid-soaked eyes. He was crying and could not even speak.
"It must be painful."
Merlin glanced at the painful child on the side of the seat and said:
"Child, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away."
After saying that, Merlin stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the nearest hospital as fast as possible. On the way, he pulled out his wand and kept using cleaning and healing techniques to try to help Matt clean his eyes and burned skin, but with little effect.
I don't know what that chemical liquid is. It seems to have some irritating effect, causing Matt to scream in pain.
"Get out of here!"
It took less than 5 minutes for Meilin, who was galloping all the way, to arrive at the hospital.
He rushed into the emergency room with his weak and painful Matt in his arms, and then watched the poor child being pushed into the operating room by the doctor.
A few minutes later, a crazy man rushed into the emergency room. He was like an angry bull, wearing boxers' shirts and even bloodstains on his face. It seemed that he had just finished the game, and maybe he had just learned about the tragedy.
He shouted to the girl at the front desk with sweat.
"Where is my son? Oh my God, tell me, where is my Matt?"
"Stop quarrel!"
Behind him, Merlin said coldly:
"This is the hospital, shut your mouth."
"It's you again!"
Jack, who ran back from the boxing ring, turned around and glared at Merlin. Compared to the Fire Dragon incident a few years ago, the boxer in front of him was a little more mature. There were some scars on his face and he was no longer as handsome as when he was young. It seemed that he had not had a happy life in the past few years.
However, because the Demon France washed away the memories of Matt and his son in the Fire Dragon incident, in Jack's opinion, this was actually his second visit with Merlin.
In the Fire Dragon incident, the memory of turning enemies into friends by Merlin has disappeared because he saved the father and son.
So he is very rude to Merlin now.
"Every time I meet you, there is nothing good! God, are you the embodiment of doom?"
Jack's scolding made Merlin silent for a moment.
He looked at Jack, he sighed, and he said:
"Stop quarrel, I sent your son to the hospital. I heard from others that he was on the roadside to save an old man who was almost hit by a car, but he ended up in danger."
"Although you are not very good, Jack, your son is a hero, and he did a heroic move today."
"Let the heroes go hell!"
Jack obviously didn't appreciate it. He looked at the closed door of the operating room, and he said worriedly and painfully:
"I just want my son to be safe and sound. I really shouldn't have let him go to the streets alone. It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
The boxer who should have been strong murmured to himself.
He seemed to have no strength to quarrel with Merlin.
He just sat in a chair outside the operating room. He held his head with his hands, and his always straight spine bent down at this moment.
This wild man seemed to be defeated by his heavy fate at this moment.
"well"
Merlin looked at the scene in front of him, and he didn't know what to say.
He stood beside Jack, and he reached out and patted Jack on the shoulder. The latter glanced at him, said nothing, and lowered his head silently.
"Don't worry, your child is fine, he is very strong."
Merlin used dark perception to sense life activities in the operating room. Matt was already in a coma under the action of anesthetics, but his vital signs were recovering.
This child should be lucky to have not been harmed by the chemical liquids.
Merlin said to Jack:
"God prefers those brave, your son, and may have inherited your courage."
"It's all my fault."
Jack grabbed his hair and muttered to himself:
"I asked him to read too many superhero comics. I always told him that to be a good person, to study hard, to be a decent person in the future, don't be like me and fight the black boxing with no prospects. I inspired my son to become a person who helps others, but he suffered bad luck. This is all my fault."
"What's wrong with this?"
Merlin shook his head, he sat next to Jack, and had a bad first impression of this, but now the underground boxer who is slowly changing said:
"It is much better to make your son a kind man than to make him a profit-oriented villain. Little Matt will be safe, believe me."
"How do you know?"
Jack looked at the operating room worriedly and said to Merlin:
"Neither of us can predict the future. Are you special?"
"I just know!"
Merlin whispered:
Chapter completed!