Marvel, who rescued him? !

What can five hundred dollars do?

In New York, USA, you can’t even afford a cheap basement.

Taylor, who regained his freedom, could only stare at the getting darker sky and feel unprecedented loneliness.

On the first day out of the cage, I thought about it.

Forced to have no choice but to wear a fine suit, Taylor set up a tent and lived in the bridge cave.

Early the next morning, after officially spending his first night in New York, Taylor unzipped his tent and walked out, yawned, nodded to the homeless people around him and sat down, watching the calm river in front of him and scratching his head. He ruffled Lao Qi’s messy hair.

To be honest, am I really a member of S.H.I.E.L.D.?

As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., I don’t even have a dormitory or accommodation subsidy?

Maybe it's because I haven't officially joined the job yet. After all, even the ID that Gilder gave me belongs to the FBI.

Rubbing the fatigue off his face, Taylor sat in front of the tent, picked up a stone, and threw it into the calm river.

Last night he watched Kuroba Kaito's live broadcast, which caused him to sleep very late. Today, he woke up too early because of the hard floor and his mind was not clear.

hum-

The phone vibrated with a call from an unfamiliar number. Taylor raised an eyebrow and pressed the answer button.

Gilder's unpleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Good luck kid~ A mission is coming. Today, I will teach you your first lesson as an agent."

If it weren't for his cell phone, Taylor would have thrown it into the river.

He could only pull the phone away in disgust and turn on the speakerphone. After Gilder finished speaking, Taylor said:

"Gilder, as your colleague and as a member of the organization, I have to remind you that the tone of your speech is really unpleasant, which may give your colleagues a bad impression of you. "

On the other side of the phone, Gilder's even worse laughter came, and then he asked darkly:

"Kid~ are you criticizing the way I speak?"

Taylor adjusted the folds of his suit. In this world, his character is sunny and cheerful, so he said bluntly:

"This is not criticism, but friendly advice. I am using the gentlest voice to express my concern for my colleagues' careers."

"Kid~ take care of yourself!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of brakes came from the phone and the bridge at the same time. Taylor blinked and began to pack his things.

Half an hour later, Taylor carried a backpack and got into Gilder's SUV.

Gilder was not wearing his white coat this time. He was wearing a suit and brown sunglasses, and he looked like a dog.

"Gilder, you don't have any problem with me, do you? I remember that our two weeks together were very pleasant."

"Haha~" Gilder smiled coldly and started the car.

"It's certainly not the right treatment to treat a brat with unknown background and a rookie who is very likely to drag me down."

While driving, Gilder said:

"Don't think that you are safe after leaving the hospital bed. Unfortunately, because of your choice, the disaster of your life has just begun. You are not joining the FBI, but the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. We go to all parts of the world , is a special force that handles strange incidents.”

Looking at Gilder with a sneer on his face, Taylor scratched his head.

Gilder continued:

"Huh~ Strange incident? I have only encountered it once in so many years. More often than not, people with ulterior motives shout crazy slogans and launch suicide attacks on us. Rookie, you are only a trainee agent now, and only those who survive , to be eligible to become a regular employee.”

Looking at Gilder's ugly face, Taylor rolled his eyes, leaned on his seat and said:

"So I am an agent now? An agent without any training? I regret it now. I feel that I have joined a very unreliable organization. Can you stop the car? I saw in the newspaper this morning that a bakery is opening Recruiting apprentices, I think that is more suitable for me."

"Hehehe~"

The speed of the car increased again. Gilder turned his head, looked at Taylor with sharp triangular eyes and said:

"Repent now? It's too late! Did you come and leave when you wanted? Cherish every day you have, kid~ Sooner or later you will die tragically in the mission, and then I will dissect your body and write you a eulogy. .”

Taylor was smiling.

"If that's the case, I hope my tombstone can say in Chinese that Taylor came here."

"Little devil~"

Gilder's lips curled up and he accelerated the car again.

Finally, the car stopped at the entrance of the New York Police Department, and the two people got out of the car together.

Looking up at the sign of the New York Police Department, to be honest, who would have thought that I had just seen it on the system screen yesterday and came here in person today, and I actually had a trance like a dream coming into reality.

"Follow!"

Hearing Gilder's cold voice, he walked towards the police station first.

After showing their IDs, the journey was smooth, and finally the two of them arrived behind George.

This is the first time Taylor has seen the real George. He is really kind and looks much more handsome than in the picture.

After a whole morning, George's condition improved a lot. At this time, he was watching last night's surveillance attentively, looking for flaws in it.

Gilder stepped forward, looked at the picture on the computer screen, and said with a smile:

"Detective George~ We meet again."

Pausing the screen, George turned his seat and turned around.

"It turns out to be you, Agent Gilder of the Unknown Department. What are you looking for for me?"

Observing the two of them, Gilder was still the same as before, looking like a jerk, and Taylor behind him was a little too small, which made George feel that this department was abnormal.

Harry stuck his head out. Compared to George, he slept quite comfortably yesterday, but he had a little stiff neck.

"Hi~Triangle Eyes! I remember you!"

Turning a blind eye to Harry, Gilder took out a document and handed it to George:

"A phantom thief kid came here yesterday to steal something, right? And it's said that he can transform into someone else."

On the computer screen, there was a scene of George and Harry returning to the police station together, but the strange thing was that Harry was looking directly at the camera with a weird smile on his lips.

"Is this why you're here?"

George turned off the screen and replied with a perfunctory fake smile:

"Those are all rumors from reporters. Everything was peaceful here yesterday."

"Oh, really?"

Gilder grinned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned to George, and played the video he had prepared.

In the video, white smoke appeared from Harry's body. When the white smoke dissipated, Kaito Kidd appeared in place.

No matter how many times he saw this scene, Harry's scalp was still numb. He picked up the phone and said:

"Ha~ha~ You guys talk first, I'll go get the Mexican chicken tacos I just ordered."