So that's it. It turned out that it was this incident that made S.H.E.Evanson immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because there were too many people doing such venture capital, and he was only concerned about it because he had special power. As for Colson to ask, it should be just a suspicion. There would be no substantial evidence at all, but he was just coming to explore his own words.

Of course, if he finds something wrong during the conversation, things may not be solved in that way. Never underestimate a professionally trained senior agent. A sentence that you accidentally say, an inadvertent action, or even an expression or look, may be captured by their camera-like eyes, thus becoming a reason for being suspected.

"Then let's talk openly, Agent Colson." Thinking about the reason clearly, Evanson immediately turned on the fooling mode, and his expression became very serious. "You, or S.H.I.E.L.D. should be suspicious that I have those abilities that can predict the future, or I use some special forces to dominate or participate in the incident of Tony Stark's disappearance?"

"Yes, we do doubt this way." Since the words were spoken out, Colson had nothing to hide, so he admitted it generously.

"Okay, look at what's there?" Evanson suddenly pointed to the room and said.

Colson looked in the direction of Evanson's finger and saw a trash can full of instant noodles.

"That was my breakfast today and dinner and lunch yesterday." Evanson explained to Colson, and then shouted like Dumen standing in the corner of the wall. "Dome, you forgot to take out the trash, how could I have such lazy subordinates as you?"

"Do you think if I have the ability to predict the future, I will eat those things? If I eat too much, I will get cancer, okay?" Evanson asked. "How much will I get if I resell Stark Industries' stock? 10,000 or 20,000? If I have this ability, how good is it for me to buy a lottery?"

Although Evanson claimed to make a big profit this time, he actually didn't have much money, and he only had more than 10,000 US dollars in the end. But if the American lottery wins the first prize, tens of millions of dollars are also possible.

"Looking over there." Colson was about to speak, but Evanson pointed to the other side of the room again. "What is that?"

Colson had no choice but to look at the past again, "a globe with very poor quality."

"I didn't ask you to evaluate his quality." Colson pointed out casually that the globe's poor quality behavior annoyed Evanson. "Do you think that I would actually be like Chaplin's satirical comedy, and I would always hold it and fantasize about it and conquer the whole world with magic?"

"It's very sharp irony, I admit that this suspicion is a bit far-fetched." Colson was defeated in the face of Evanson's words with a gun and a stick.

"Far from far-fetched? Not far-fetched." Evanson was unreasonable. "Just like thirty years ago, a Porsche convertible road car was speeding on the road. If the driver was a white man, there was nothing wrong with it. If the driver was a black man, he would be stopped by the police and pressed on the front of the car for his body."

"Hey man, we didn't discriminate against you." Colson hurriedly explained, "You know, you have the power that ordinary people cannot understand, and what happened this time is too coincidental. I'm just going to understand the situation on a routine basis. You have to understand me."

"Yes, I understand completely." Evanson turned his head aside. "Just like the policeman at that time, he suspected that the black man had to steal a good car."

"I apologize OK, man, we really didn't discriminate against you, we just..." Colson had to apologize helplessly.

"It's just fear, right?" Evanson interrupted Colson and said directly.

Under Colson's unclear look, Evanson continued, "I understand that humans are always afraid of the power they cannot understand. This is also why humans were crazy about those accused of wizards in the Middle Ages, and that is why Bruno was tied to the stolen rack."

"Listen." Colson took a deep breath and explained seriously, "In the eyes of SHIELD, there is no big difference between you, a warlock or those mutant people. Because you all have supernatural powers that ordinary people cannot understand, you are likely to smash the normal and fragile worldview of ordinary people once you appear. Moreover, you have no meaning to the progress of the entire human civilization, because your power is not replicable, or you have very high learning conditions, and cannot popularize the entire human society. This is why when humans develop and progress, they choose science, not magic or other superpowers. It is our responsibility to conceal the truth that humans should not know. This is this responsibility that forces us to doubt rather than the so-called fear. Do you understand? Mr. Richter."

Colson's words made Evanson silent. Because he knew very well that humans developed to this day were not relying on a few mutant black technology, but the most basic science. Iron Man could not allow all human beings to fly freely like him, and Hulk could not allow others to be invulnerable. Thor, a guy called God, does not wait to bless humans with good weather and double the food.

It is science that allows most humans to eat full and not starve thousands of miles because of a locust plague. It is science that solves plagues such as the Black Death, smallpox, cholera, etc. It is like the end of the world because of an influenza. It is also science that increases the average life expectancy of humans for nearly twenty years.

You can say it without politely that whether it is the mutant who gained powerful power due to mutations, or the wizards who do not know where to lie in the corner, if they did not occasionally jump out to save the world, their contribution to human society was infinitely close to zero. When they saved the world, humans themselves had avoided extinction countless times by relying on universal science.

"Hmph, it seems like I'm sorry." Evanson whispered, "Okay, that's it. I shouldn't mock you, but it's really not good to be suspected for no reason."

"Apologize again, and thank you for your understanding." Seeing the other party so open-minded, Colson was not a stingy person. "Then, our contact will be over. Thank you again for your cooperation."

"Wait a minute, Agent Colson." Even though Colson's mission was over, he was about to get up and say goodbye. But just like the last time, Evanson once again said to fellow Taoist, stay. Due to the last incident, Colson became almost nervous instinctively. This time, the Red Skull would not be resurrected.

"If you don't have Tony Stark's whereabouts and are still looking for it, I can provide some help." Unexpectedly, Evanson said good news this time.
Chapter completed!