In the private room.
Mike sat at the low table and glanced at the person who was waiting for Colson.
He looks about forty years old. He is not tall, less than 1.7 meters tall, but not thin. He has a pair of mustaches hanging on his upper lip and sharp eyes.
Coulson nodded to him, looked at Mike curiously, and explained: "Mr. Yoshida, this is Mike."
Teruo Yoshida nodded to Mike and clapped his hands. The waiter waiting outside opened the door and bent slightly.
"Let's serve."
Yoshida Teruo spoke and said to Coulson: "Sir, is this your first time here?"
Coulson nodded.
Yoshida Teruo said: "We spent a lot of effort to get this thing. You..."
Colson said calmly: "Don't worry, the money will be in your account soon."
Teruo Yoshida smiled and chatted with Colson.
Obviously, he also knew that of the two, Coulson was the one in charge.
Mike didn't care about the other party's neglect, but looked at the furnishings in the room with interest.
His eyes turned around and landed on something wrapped in black cloth next to Teruo Yoshida.
Is this what Coulson came to get
It seemed like an ordinary transaction, and Coulson had said before that this man didn't know he was from SHIELD.
By the way, Coulson is too stingy.
She said she wanted to treat him to a meal, but in the end, she didn't invite him to a meal and brought him here to share the meal...
Soon, the waiter came in with some food.
All are neon specialty dishes.
Various sashimi, sushi, etc...
It tasted good, but a little bland for Mike's taste.
“It’s better to have hot pot…”
Mike whispered in his mind, picked up another piece of sushi and threw it into his mouth.
I'll go out and find something else to eat in a while.
Mike decided secretly.
Colson and the other party were eating, drinking and chatting. Mike would raise his glass in agreement from time to time, and he seemed to be eating at ease.
After three rounds of drinking, Coulson and Teruo Yoshida's faces were stained with drunkenness, and they finally got down to business.
After Yoshida Teruo answered a call and confirmed that the funds had arrived, he smiled and took out the thing wrapped in black cloth and pushed it towards Colson.
Coulson opened the black cloth.
Inside was a black box with some incomprehensible patterns on the body and a strange shape, like a miniature coffin.
Mike was startled.
He was a little interested in what this was.
Colson put his hand on the box and was about to open it when Teruo Yoshida's face changed drastically and said: "Don't open it!"
Colson paused and said, "How can I tell the truth from the falsehood if I don't open it?"
"Distinguish between true and false?" Teruo Yoshida asked anxiously: "By the time you can tell what is true and false, you will be a corpse."
Colson frowned, and Mike looked at the black box, feeling a little curious.
What on earth is this
Yoshida Teruo couldn't help but said: "I advise you, please do not open this thing. It is very evil and dangerous."
Coulson was speechless.
They bought it for research. If you don't open it and take a look, let alone whether it is true or not, how can you study it
Seeing that Colson didn't believe it and was ready to open it at any time, Yoshida Teruo hurriedly stood up and said: "If you really want to open it, wait until I leave before opening it."
While putting on his coat, he handed over the two room cards and said, "These are the hotel room cards, so I won't accompany you."
"Mr. Yoshida!" Colson looked at the other person and said coldly: "If this thing is fake, you should understand that we can easily find you."
"Don't worry, it won't be fake."
Yoshida said as he backed away, then turned around and left in a hurry.
Looking at this scene, Coulson shook his head.
Is it so scary
"What is this?"
Mike asked.
Colson pressed the box and said, "I don't know, but it is said that there are some files inside."
"Archives?" Mike asked doubtfully, "What's so scary about this thing."
Colson shrugged and said, "Who knows, but it is said that everyone who has seen it will die mysteriously."
"so smart!"
"This is just a legend, there is no evidence at all."
Coulson smiled casually, obviously not believing the rumor.
"If you don't believe it, then why did SHIELD buy it?"
"I don't believe it, but people who want to study it do."
Coulson said as he went to open the box.
Mike frowned and reminded: "I don't think the person just looked like he was pretending. This thing might be really dangerous."
Coulson didn't care and said with a smile: "It's just a box and a file, what danger can it have?"
As he spoke, he winked at Mike and said, "I'm an atheist, and this kind of rumor doesn't scare me."
Mike finished the wine in the glass, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go out first, you can take your time and see for yourself."
Regardless of whether the rumors were true or not, he didn't want to see the files inside. This was SHIELD's stuff, so he didn't want to get into trouble if he read it.
It's okay to have personal relationships with people from SHIELD, but if it's business, forget it.
Leaving Colson alone inside, Mike walked out of the private room and came outside the restaurant to get some fresh air.
At this time, night had just fallen, and there were more and more people on the street, which seemed more lively than when Mike came in the afternoon.
Sun, beach, beauties...
Thinking of the beauty of tomorrow, Mike smiled.
This is life.
However, I wonder what happened to the three boys
Worrying thoughts flashed through his mind, and Mike's attention was attracted by the people walking back and forth on the road.
Tsk, the seaside is good.
Mike chuckled and decided to find a place to have a drink and see if there was anyone suitable to spend this lonely night with him.
Meanwhile, Coulson has opened the black box.
The moment he opened it, Coulson suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but shudder.
what's the situation
Colson looked confused, but as a staunch atheist, he didn't care. Instead, he picked up the contents of the box and looked at it.
There was a photo inside, along with several sheets of paper stacked together.
The photo is on top.
Coulson picked up the photo and looked at it. It was a torn and spliced photo. There were three people on it, a man, a woman, and a child.
The children looked cute, but a boy and a girl had their faces torn off.
This is a family
Colson frowned and was about to put the photo down when he saw the child in the photo move, and even the woman whose face was torn off had a pale and cold face.
Colson subconsciously threw away the photo. When he opened his eyes and looked at it again, nothing had changed in the photo.
"Dazzled?"
Coulson whispered, feeling vaguely bad in his heart.
but…
I am atheist.
Coulson muttered silently, and he had already opened the box.
Putting the photo aside, Coulson picked up the file and looked at it.
There was nothing special, just two ordinary files, and there was no way to tell the difference. After all, his knowledge of neon characters was very limited.
"What is this woman's name?"
Colson frowned, stuffed the file into the box, and locked it.
This thing should be left to the people in the bureau to study.