Phil Coulson looked at the treadmill that looked like a torture device and scratched his forehead in confusion. He found that he seemed to be unable to keep up with the times.
Will anyone really buy this design
He stopped Cade Eagle, who was talking about the prospects of treadmills, and said, "Sorry, Mr. Eagle, we have limited time. Let's get to the point as soon as possible."
Cade was still a little reluctant to leave, but he had no choice but to take the two agents into the living room of the villa.
Phil Coulson sat on the sofa, put the portable recorder aside, and looked at the furnishings in the villa. Somewhat unexpectedly, the decoration of the villa was unusually simple, with simple wooden furniture and only a layer of wallpaper on the wall, without any trace of luxury.
Tessa placed a plate of cut fruit on the coffee table and sat aside. She was skeptical about whether Cade could handle these agents and was ready to check for any omissions.
"Ahem," Phil Coulson cleared his throat. "First, we want to know the identities of the two Mexican assassins you hired earlier, Mr. Eagle."
"They were contacted by my boss Clark Kent. He has some special connections in Bolivia and contacted his friends in Mexico."
Cade explained.
"I didn't know their identities. After we returned to the farm, we separated."
On the way back to the farm from New York City, Eclipse judged that he might encounter an investigation from SHIELD. He and Professor Connors contacted Alejandro in Bolivia, repeatedly deduced, and discussed a relatively flawless response plan.
Phil Coulson observed Cade's expression, which revealed no information.
"According to the agent's eyewitness report, Mr. Cade left with the mysterious orc that appeared in New York. May I ask what happened after you left the agent?"
"We parted ways not long after we left. To be honest, the three of us were scared to death. We were afraid that they would suddenly attack us. Do you know the origin of those... uh... orcs?"
Cade asked back.
"We are investigating and believe that we will gain some results soon."
Phil Coulson's face showed no emotion, as if this was just a simple routine investigation.
He then asked Cade many more details about his trip to New York. Because of the advance guidance from interrogation expert Alejandro, Cade's answers were clear and logical, and even when Phil Coulson inadvertently repeated the questions, there were no omissions.
He also asked Tessa a few questions, and there was no conflict between their descriptions.
Phil Coulson couldn't help but suspect that Natasha's intuition was wrong, and perhaps Cade was just unlucky enough to be caught up in the storm.
The sound of smacking lips beside him interrupted his thoughts. Coulson turned around and found that the agent he brought was holding a cut orange and eating it with relish, his mouth full of juice.
He had already eaten most of the plate of sliced oranges and grapes.
Feeling the somewhat cold gaze of his boss, the agent put down the orange peel in his hand somewhat angrily and took a tissue to wipe his mouth and hands.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Eagle. I wonder if Mr. Clark Kent is on the farm?"
Phil Coulson asked the last question. SHIELD had already sent agents to Bolivia to investigate Clark Kent's background.
It’s just that the chairman of the mining company has passed away, and the children who inherited his estate only know that their father had more than a dozen illegitimate children outside and that they took away a large sum of property, but they have never met all of them.
The identity that Alejandro arranged for Broly is perfect. The boss has been handling affairs in Bolivia during this period. "
Phil Coulson stood up.
"Then I hope Clark Kent will inform us after he arrives in the United States, Mr. Iger. We have some information that we need to learn from him."
Cade shook his hand.
"I need to get the boss's consent first."
Phil Coulson forced a harmless smile on his face:
"Of course, no problem at all."
He took the big bag of oranges that Tessa handed over and held it in his hand.
Cade led the two out of the villa and prepared to send them to the farm gate. Phil Coulson put the orange in his hand into the car and was about to get in when he suddenly saw a tiger lying in the grass, staring at them with a pair of wild eyes.
Although he couldn't see the tiger's entire body, Cade was very sure that he had never seen a tiger bigger than it. Its fur was smooth, its muscles were layered, and its two strong forearms could almost kill a person with one palm.
He was so frightened that he fumbled and pulled the pistol out of the holster under his armpit.
“Ouch!”
The tiger sensed his hostility and leaped out of the grass, pouncing towards Phil Coulson like a yellow phantom.
A wild and murderous aura from the wilderness hit him in the face, and even the battle-hardened Phil Coulson's heart trembled.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"
Cade hurriedly stopped two agents who tried to shoot, and then stood in front of the approaching tiger.
"boom!"
The tiger pounced on him to the ground, opened its bloody mouth and licked Cade's face fiercely.
"Okay, okay, Katie, they mean no harm."
Cade struggled to break free from the tiger's arms with some difficulty. He had clearly driven all the beasts into the woods in the corner of the farm.
Fortunately, he was responsible for raising almost all the wild animals, and Katie was already familiar with his smell, otherwise the situation would have been bad.
Katie and Gulu often accompany Kakarot in training, and their strength has exceeded the limit of their kind. Cade doesn't think that it can be stopped with just two pistols.
If the two SHIELD agents were bitten to death by Katie on the farm, he would never be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
At a close distance, Phil Coulson discovered that the tiger was even bigger than he expected, and not much smaller than a full-grown bull. Its extremely smooth body contained explosive power.
"This is the boss's pet on the farm. It's a bit naughty."
Cade rubbed Katie's fuzzy head.
Phil Coulson put the pistol back into the holster, but his heartbeat had not yet calmed down.
"Then your boss's hobbies are really special."
In the United States, it is legal to privately keep tigers, and the number of captive tigers even exceeds the total number of wild tigers in the world. However, these captive tigers are usually not in good condition due to their narrow range of activities, and there is also a very serious problem of inbreeding.
This tiger is in surprisingly good condition, and is even wilder than its wild counterparts.