Marvel: Superman Survival Guide

Chapter 17: Side Detour
"Mr. Fisk?" Link looked surprised. "How could I not remember? That card game changed my life."

After the two shook hands, Link asked, "Mr. Fisk, are you here to buy paintings as well?"

"I bought one before. The works here are really good, and I totally agree with Mr. Lin's point of view." Wilson Fisk spoke slowly, "The value of art lies in the people."

"Mr. Lin is no longer a policeman?"

Link nodded and said, "Yes, that trip to Las Vegas made me a multi-millionaire. Why would I become a police officer, especially the West Midtown Police Station?"

"That experience also made me realize the advantages of psychology, so I resigned after returning."

"I just sold my old house and bought a new apartment. With the salary of a police officer, it would be difficult for me to decorate it. I might as well change my career."

Link took out a business card and handed it to the other party. "I am now a professional gambler. I have recently participated in some poker games in New York. I am quite famous for my skills."

"I admire Mr. Lin's attainments in psychology." Fisk said, "I hope to learn from him again when I have the chance."

"I didn't have this idea at the time, and I didn't leave the contact information of several people, especially Lady Alexandra. If I were to do it again, I might not be able to beat her." Link said with a regretful tone.

Fix said, "That lady doesn't like public places. She only appears when she has business to discuss. Next time I see her, I will mention you to her."

"This is still my business card. I admire Mr. Lin's talent very much."

"Gentlemen, why don't you let me talk about business first?" Vanessa said from the side.

She did not interrupt the two people before, but joined in at the right time after they had basically finished their conversation.

"Of course!" Fisk immediately took a step back.

And Link also said: "I like this painting very much, can you deliver it?"

"Of course, please come with me to register your address and delivery time." Vanessa made an inviting gesture.

Link walked over with Jessica on his arm, and Tracy followed. Fisk no longer had any suspicions at this point.

This man was not coming for him. He looked at Link's business card, which only had a name and phone number. This man had indeed become a multi-millionaire, but it was undeniable that there was no need for him to be a front-line police officer again.

Link took out a check and signed a check, asking for thirty thousand U.S. dollars for the painting.

Link left the address and then said, "Just deliver it at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"No problem, I'll deliver it on time." Vanessa didn't show her expression just because she sold a painting. "Is there anything else you need, Mr. Lin?"

"I haven't finished my tour yet, but it looks like Mr. Fix is ​​waiting for you, so let's come back next time." Link said with a smile, "Remember to notify me if there are any new works. I just bought one."

"Also, please recommend some artworks, especially the artworks."

"No problem, here's my business card." Vanessa exchanged business cards with Link and then saw them off from the gallery.

Vanessa turned around and came to Wilson Fisk and asked, "He didn't buy it for your sake, did he?"

"No, Mr. Lin is an excellent psychologist. If it weren't for me, he might have continued to browse other works." Fisk said, "It's me who disturbed your business."

"It doesn't matter. He left his business card and asked me to recommend some colleagues." Vanessa smiled and said, "This is the first time I've seen someone choose art from a psychological perspective."

Fisk has his own understanding, saying: "Just like the one I bought, a truly good work will be deeply rooted in people's hearts."

...Link didn't have a deep conversation today. Intelligence work requires caution, patience, and especially not impatience. Besides, it's very interesting.

After coming out, Link walked Jessica to Tracy's car, leaned over the passenger window and said, "Come back as soon as possible. I will miss you."

Jessica blushed and said, “I will.”

The two kissed lightly, and then Link took a step back, waved goodbye to them, then returned to his car, started the car and left.

When he got home, he took out his secure cell phone and called Coulson to report the situation.

"I met Wilson Fisk today. He is pursuing the female art dealer in the gallery." Link said.

"Good, that's a good start, what are you going to do next?" Coulson asked.

"I bought an oil painting. The woman has good taste in art. I told her today that the house needs more artworks for decoration." Link said his plan, "I also asked her to recommend other art dealers to me."

"I plan to start with her. After all, I am a multi-millionaire now."

"But my artistic accomplishment is not that good. Is there any expert in this field in the bureau? Let them go to the gallery first and then give me some professional advice."

"No problem. After all, you paid for it yourself, and I won't let you suffer any loss. I'll send someone to take a look first." Coulson understood the situation quite well. After all, Link spent real money.

If it is not worth the money after buying it, then Link is really just paying for work. Link joined SHIELD purely out of personal hobby or curiosity.

However, his personal abilities are still very outstanding, and he is one of the most suitable candidates for this mission.

We had considered letting Natasha go before, but Wilson Fisk doesn't really look at beautiful women differently, and his private life is extremely monotonous.

Originally, SHIELD would not care about people like him as it was not within their business scope, but his power suddenly expanded, and this matter made SHIELD pay some attention.

At the same time, it is also a test for Link. After all, ordinary intelligence gathering cannot clearly see Link's potential.

……

Jessica and Tracy returned to Tracy's house, where Jessica had a room and they had been living together.

"Jessica, are you really going to move there?" Tracy asked, "Is Lin a playboy?"

"No, I haven't lost my mind." Jessica shook her head and said, "It seems that what he said is true. He turned out to be a policeman. I saw some photos in his home."

"There are some photos of him in police uniform, including his graduation from the police academy. And the big guy I met tonight also confirmed what he said."

“He wasn’t bragging.”

"At the same time, there is no trace of women in his family. I am very talented in this aspect."

"But now I'm thinking about finding my own business. Do you know how much he spent on me today?"

"Almost one million US dollars!"

"He asked you to come out to work?" Tracy asked in surprise.

(End of this chapter)