Super Detective in the Fictional World

He took Phil's DNA and tested it against him a long time ago, when he suspected.

Comparisons include him, Catherine, and Grandpa Drax.

At the same time, Grandpa Drax, Luke's dad Kevin Coulson, Phil's hairline... are all very high.

That's also why Luke was more concerned about his hairline after questioning Phil's connection to himself.

One more word from Rector's grandfather, and he knew that Phil's father was supposed to be his grandfather's own brother.

That is, Phil is Luke's dad Kevin's cousin.

But Drax never mentioned his own brother, let alone Phil's nephew.

From public records, Grandpa Drax's brother died 15 years ago, shortly after Luke's parents died.

And Luke's uncle (uncle) data shows that he doesn't have any children.

The significance of this is obvious —— because Phil joined S.H.I.E.L.D. at the time.

In order to protect relatives, these files have been modified.

Beginning with Grandpa Drax, there was no longer any paper kinship with Phil.

But Grandpa was not very cautious in front of Luke and occasionally said he had missed his mouth.

Luke's uncle was still alive and would visit his grandfather every other year or two, but nobody knew they were his brothers.

And that's why Luke's attitude toward Phil was unusual.

This is his cousin! Um, alive.

After all, Luke's uncle is theoretically “dead," and his cousin doesn't exist at all.

On the other hand, Phil's protection on Luke's side goes beyond that.

Phil's full name on S.H.I.E.L.D. 's file is Philip-J. Coulson, but an old qualification like Garrett tells us Phil's real name before joining the club was... Philip Colin.

It's also simple, John Garrett's real name is also a secret, except that in S.H.I.E.L.D. he was called John Garrett.

Only an idiot would follow the agent's usual name to find out who they really are, because they're all fake.

Phil's identity is more forged, and he belongs to a multi-layered nest.

Nickfried was the only S.H.I.E.L.D. who knew exactly where Phil came from and who he was.

From this point of view, Luke's family is safer.

Tried Phil, and Luke solved the puzzle he'd been remembering.

He really didn't want Phil and his family to have too much blood, including the TV scene where Phil killed his parents.

Now that we know the approximate circumstances of the death of his parents, even his enemies were swept to death by Phil, what else would Luke think?

In sporadic memory before the age of five, parents really loved Luke.

Their deaths also hit Grandpa Drax and Catherine very hard.

He still has to find out if the enemy has any relatives or friends who are criminals or if they need to keep their family neat.

A family reunion, but a professional virtue.

……

A day later, on the side of a street in New Jersey City, Luke and Phil incarnate into two non-chiefs, slightly ricking their bodies and stomping their feet with a smoke-swallowed cloud and spitting mist.

Luke spit out a string of cigarette rings and mumbled: "God bless, I don't want any more toilet wars. At least learn the art of cartels, nothing is wrong in the wilderness fire and play in the style of western films! ”

Phil rolled his eyes and took a smoke.

He smokes, but he hardly smokes.

As an agent, the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, perfume is easily exposed.

But now it's a necessary performance on the way to the mission, the two unemployed bums who brag about the streets in the afternoon, commonly known as homeless people.

Travellers are a complex group that play the kind of "pure clothing pie" that has no money but maintains a bit of “dignity”.

Hair can be oil-free, but not stinky. Clothes can be old, but don't get dirty.

You can't reach out for money, just hold the “God bless you” in your hand, or play with some broken instruments.

Luke, they also have instruments - their mouths, two bottles of water, and an empty barrel.

Phil used the smoke to cover his white eyes and asked, "Why didn't you do what you did before? Well, we don't have to go to the bathroom at most, and we don't have to follow up this time. ”

Luke: “Sooner or later, doubt it, as long as they don't suspect it's the same caller. Didn't you ever meet someone who was in trouble when you were working? ”

Phil was right.

There are a lot of psychopaths in the world, and some people can even fight because they look at him.

Luke suddenly, um, touched his headset under his hood: “Come on, man, we're almost there. ”

Phil, um, pulled his leg and wanted to go.

Luke: "hey ~ hey ~ hey ~ take it, you want to arouse suspicion? ”

Fairfako shouted and grabbed an empty barrel on the floor.

Luke also picked up two bottles of mineral water at his feet and turned to the alley on the side.

Stools? They don't exist. What stools do homeless people want, they sit on the steps and on the ground.

A few minutes later, Phil in the alley looked at what Luke had in his hand and said, “Are you serious? ”

Luke swallowed the clear sealed plastic bag in his hand carelessly: "It's just weed, give it to the temporary props of the moment. That doesn't make them suspicious. ”

Phil grinned, "Do you think it makes sense that they got knocked out by two homeless guys? ”

Luke shrugged: “Maybe the weeds gave us strength? It's not like there's no one without a defibrillator who can still kill a patrol cop. ”

Phil was right.

Some people who are high and big do have physiological abnormalities, and if they are psychic people who are high and big... seems to be able to say the same? He can only comfort himself like this in his heart.

Two black suits walked into the alley and came straight to the back door of the apartment building where Luke and the two of them were located.

Seeing two homeless people standing next to a bunch of cardboard shacks, they just frowned and didn't really care.

In this part of America, homeless people are everywhere.

They can be found in any corner, and the alleys of every building are even more popular places where they nest.

The black suit slightly adjusted its course and avoided Luke and wanted to walk to the back door of the building.

Habitual vigilance keeps them on the lookout for Luke.

Luke and his wife mumbled together again, so it wasn't until a few meters away that they saw Luke in a black suit with a small bag of weed in each hand and a beautiful knife in each hand.

Two black-suited faces continued without expression.

Luke suddenly found them, and suddenly he put the weed in his pocket: "What are you looking at? ”

Black suits:... psycho, get out of here if you're scared, don't be afraid to yell at me!

While they were impatient, they were closer to Luke.

Luke was suddenly full of laughter: "Are you cops? I can smell that smell on you. ”

Black suits: … are you a fucking dog!