With the landing of Kun fighters, Lyon and Clint Barton returned to the hub again.

"Say hello to Laura for me."

"I will."

After saying goodbye to Clint Barton in the tactical hall, Lyon just wanted to take the elevator to the intelligence department to hand in the report of the mission.

Who knows, as soon as he turned around, he saw Colson coming in his direction.

Judging from his straight walking route, Leon is sure that he came to find himself.

Sure enough...

"Leon, come with me."

Colson, who passed Lyon, did not stop, but continued to walk somewhere.

Lyon followed in a fog.

What\'s the matter with the plane? So mysterious...

Lyon followed his uncle to an empty conference room of the Divine Shield Bureau.

After the two entered, Colson closed the door.

Seeing Colson\'s behavior, Leon\'s expression suddenly became serious, "what happened?"

Colson noticed his face, immediately smiled, waved his hand and said, "don\'t be so nervous, just have a small task. I want to tell you."

"Well, you say," Lyon asked, with a slightly slower expression.

"Did you receive a party invitation from Norman Osborne?"

During his two months in the s.h.i.e.l.d., the more Lyon understood this intelligence organization, the more he lamented its immeasurability and immeasurability.

What he saw may be just the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious and huge organization...

In particular, director Frey gradually changed the first impression he got from the film in his previous life.

This one eyed egg is definitely not as soy sauce as in the movie!

His intelligence ability alone is enough to make him one of the people who know the most secrets on earth!

Therefore, Leon was not surprised to hear Coulson talk about the party invitation, but just nodded.

"Well, remember your first mission?"

"Of course!"

"According to our previous investigation and the task report you handed in at that time, we are convinced that this hijacking incident is not simple."

"Oh?" Leon looked at Colson with interest. "What do you say?"

Although I felt a lot of doubts at that time, because there was too little information, all the terrorists were wiped out.

So Lyon wanted to know more about the idea, and finally let it go.

After listening to Colson, Lyon also recalled all kinds of things at that time.

"According to our investigation, what these terrorists want is a research project being developed by Osborne group, called cross ethnic genetics. Only two people have all the research data planned by this project."

"One of them is Dr. Curtis Connors, who is the director of R & D. he escaped this attack because he happened to go to Zurich to attend a medical meeting when the hostage incident occurred."

"The remaining person is Norman Osborne, Osborne\'s group president!"

"Therefore, we have reason to believe that behind these terrorists, someone must be playing tricks."

After listening to Coulson\'s explanation, Lyon probably understood the situation, touched his smooth chin and said, "well, do you want me to go to the party to collect intelligence and see if I can find out the behind the scenes?"

"Yes! Take this opportunity to contact Osborne and see if he knows who wants the research." Colson patted Lyon on the shoulder and said with a smile: "it\'s up to you."

"OK, I\'ll pay attention and try not to play so high..."

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A few days later...

Dressed in a decent suit, Leon combed his messy brown hair with an oily head and drove the black Chevrolet suburban equipped by the Divine Shield bureau all the way to the Long Island District of New York.

As one of the rich areas in New York, long island has a beautiful environment and pleasant climate. It is considered to be one of the most livable areas in the world. Therefore, many rich people like to buy real estate here.

The Osborne family\'s mansion is also located here.

Driving to a huge manor in Suffolk County, long island, Lyon took out the invitation and soon passed the external security inspection and entered the manor.

Driving through a straight road, Lyon finally came to the Osborne family mansion... Parking lot.

After stopping and stalling, Lyon directly ignored the countless high-end sports cars and high-end cars parked around, sorted out his tie and looked at the big mansion close at hand.

"Typical capitalist style, but I like..." whispered, and Lyon immediately stepped forward to the mansion.

When he came to the gate, a middle-aged man who seemed to know that he was the housekeeper had sharp eyes. Before Lyon came to the stairs, he left the guests being greeted and greeted him: "Oh, Mr. Coulson, it\'s a great honor for you to come. Please come in!"

"Oh, thank you."

After politely returning a smile, Lyon stepped into the Osborne family villa.

Viewed from the outside, this is a typical French retro villa. Fresh and bright, there is a sense of order, atmospheric and elegant without losing romance.

The decoration style inside is closer to the European style: gorgeous decoration, strong colors and exquisite modeling have achieved the effect of grace and splendor in the whole space.

The hall was already crowded with people from all walks of life. Rich businessmen, Wall Street elites and ZF officials can be found here.

Among these people, Lyon, with the least bank deposits, is perfectly integrated into these people.

Maybe it\'s the change through time, or the benefits brought by the favor system, which makes Leon, a young man who didn\'t like communication in his previous life, a good hand in actively integrating into social activities...

After arriving at the bar and taking a martini, Lyon appreciated the structure of the whole house and walked through the large hall to the second floor.

According to his observation, the second floor is the best view position to observe the whole space.

He took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the light spicy immediately occupied his taste buds.

However, the mellow taste after spicy is memorable.

While Lyon was quietly enjoying his leisure time, suddenly his ears moved slightly and heard a slight sound of footsteps.

His keen perception told him that someone behind him seemed to be approaching him.

Guess from the strength of the steps, the amplitude of the steps, and the frequency of breathing, this is a boy between children and teenagers.

Before Lyon turned around, a young voice came from behind him:

"Are you the one who saved my father?"