Chapter 392: If you don't want to live, you will die
"What does life mean to you, Salomon? Does playing with life do you any good?"
Agent Coulson asked questions with philosophical and religious implications, but the target of his inquiry did not answer what he meant. On the contrary, Salomon started the car and locked the door. This is a trick for an agent with a mystical style.
It was a bit overwhelming. Most targets wanted the agents to leave as soon as they knew they got into their car. Only Salomon did the opposite. He didn't seem to want Agent Coulson to get out of the car.
The car's Bluetooth player automatically started the moment the car was started, and rough and melodious male harmonies came from the speaker.
This is a barcarolle. Agent Coulson did not expect that Salomon's special taste in music was not recorded by intelligence personnel. This is a very obvious omission of intelligence. Music is the thing that can most directly reflect the target's personality, especially the car player.
in the vessel.
However, he had no intention of reporting this information to SHIELD, because he came alone, and his car was parked at the corner of the street behind.
This contact is completely inconsistent with the requirements of the agent's code of action. Two people must act together to contact the target. When an agent encounters an unexpected situation, the other agent must take corresponding measures. Whether calling for support or fighting, the agents must not
Acting recklessly without a backup plan.
These are normal agents, Agent Coulson's team is not included.
Agent Coulson had no support, which was very rare for a long-time agent. When he faced Salomon, he was mentally prepared to get the truth at all costs. As for Maria Xi
Agent Coulson planned to postpone the conversation about Salomon's mental state that Agent Er said, because those conversations would be recorded. At the moment, he did not want people to know what he and Salomon talked about.
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"You're not a zombie or a skeleton, what do you have to complain about?" Salomon raised his eyebrows and looked at Coulson in the rearview mirror. "Is there anything else?"
"What's wrong?"
"Your Majesty, Emperor Weishan, Coulson!" The mystic mage shook his head. He looked at the agent like a clerk who had just started working, a dull newcomer. The problem was obviously right in front of him, but he just couldn't see it.
This annoyed Salomon. He patted the steering wheel. "I don't think you're getting any use out of getting an answer to this question. You know I'm a private person, and here you are, what do you think I should do?"
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"Are you serious! Do it again?" Agent Coulson raised his eyebrows. He had long known that members of his team had abnormal memories of Salomon. In his opinion, Salomon was a little too sensitive.
This is SHIELD's normal way of communicating, so there's no need to make a fuss.
Of course, he still chose to appease Salomon. Who made Salomon's value too high? As long as Salomon's mood is stable, everything can be solved.
"Don't worry, there are very few people who know this place. The only people in S.H.I.E.L.D. who know your information are the Director, Agent Hill and Agent Romanoff. S.H.I.E.L.D. has always abided by its agreement with you. Regarding you,
The information is physically isolated and cannot be accessed by unrelated parties. If you don’t want to answer this question, we can change it.”
Salomon looked at the agent's face in the rearview mirror. His expression was so cold that he could see through it. "I can bring people back to life, but this is only within one minute of death. Beyond this time, the soul will die."
It's where it's supposed to go, where do you think your soul is going to go, heaven? You can only go to hell, Coulson, what do you think it's going to cost to pull your soul out of hell?"
"So why do we have to pay these prices? Why do you think I can save the world in the future? Can you predict the future?" Agent Coulson hit the nail on the head. Based on his analysis of Salomon's character, he knew this problem Salomon
Luo Meng had to answer.
"Don't sound like a victim, Colson!" Salomon mocked, and he emphasized his tone, as if he was preaching to Colson, "The resurrection from the dead that countless kings dream of has happened to you, you
Living, that's enough, you have nothing to complain about. If you are not satisfied, you can take out the pistol and give yourself a break now? Don't want to? Then don't be so pretentious and have doubts about your resurrection. You are alive because of you
Useful. In this world, living is the greatest reward."
"As for what you said about predicting the future, it's actually not prediction, but seeing."
As expected, after a lesson, Salomon began to explain to Agent Coulson what the so-called prophecy was.
"The so-called prophecy is actually seeing, seeing the future, seeing the past, and seeing the secrets. From the illusions obtained by praying to the gods for oracles in ancient times to the use of various tools and stars for divination, these are all the behaviors of 'seeing'
An extension of Karma Taj saw that you could save the world in the future, so he saved your life. In fact, this causal relationship can be reversed. In the realm of time, the causal relationship is not so clear."
Agent Coulson frowned. He didn't expect that there were so many unknown secrets about his resurrection. Although he didn't know much about Salomon's organization, it seemed right to meet with Salomon now.
, the Mystic Mage does know a lot of things. He has no intention of telling this information to others, including Nick Fury, and he does not want the director to know that his memory has been restored.
"Do you know anyone else who can predict the future?" Agent Coulson had something to say that would irritate Salomon even more, but he didn't intend to say it.
"I don't know." Salomon shook his head, his expression seemed to be mocking Agent Coulson's ignorance, "It's not that simple to predict the future. It is a very, very difficult thing. Even if you use the strongest Kama Taj,
The Cauldron of the Universe, one of the largest magic weapons, can only see fragments of future possibilities. The only person who can see the future and the past is my teacher."
"As far as I know, there is more than one person who can predict the future." Agent Coulson provocatively handed him a document. The kraft paper bag had the black logo of SHIELD and a red confidentiality seal, as if to tell everyone
People warned about the importance of this document. "This is information about someone who can predict the future." Agent Coulson said confidently, "I don't know if this is magic, but I think you should think about it.
You need to understand this clairvoyance."
Salomon did not take the document. He glanced at Agent Coulson's face with cold eyes, and then silently unlocked the car door. He didn't care about clairvoyance at all. Coulson was looking for the wrong person.
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Agent Coulson did not force it. He put the document on the passenger seat, then opened the door and got out of the car. "You know my number." Whether it was out of pride or curiosity, Agent Coulson thought that Salo
Salomon will definitely open that folder, and he also thinks that Salomon will definitely be interested in the person who can see the future.
"I recommend this song to you, Agent Coulson. This is the only advice I give you." Salomon answered the question inappropriately. He pointed to the stereo. At this moment, the crew members were standing on the deck holding wine bottles and singing,
The sea breeze and moonlight flowed out along with the singing, setting off a sea tide in the summer night.
【oh the wind was foul an the sea ran high, leave her, johnny, leave her!】
The storm is coming, the waves are getting higher, sailor boy, leave her arms!
【she shipped it green an none went by, an its time for us to leave her!】
The huge waves are surging, no one can escape, take advantage of this moment to leave her arms!
"I will listen to this song next time I have a beer. Remember to call me."
"It's not necessary. You won't remember this anyway."
"What?"
When Agent Coulson regained consciousness, he was sitting in his car, holding his cell phone and watching cat videos on YouTube and giggling. He couldn't remember why he was here, he only remembered himself.
What the doctor who had visited before performed the resuscitation procedure said, he only remembered seeing a car driving by, he only remembered two lines of the barcarolle, and the horrific images of the Tahiti plan followed.