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Chapter 89 Graduation Internship

Coulson felt that something was wrong with his old colleague.

Others may not know, but he does.

His old colleague was quite different from him. Hawkeye had already bought a farm and was just waiting to retire in a few years and live the life of a farmer.

Logically speaking, he should be taking it easy now, and in fact, that's what he's been doing before.

But now, Coulson was stunned, and his colleague began to work hard.

This change stunned Coulson. After all, he was an expert in S.H.I.E.L.D., and there was no one in S.H.I.E.L.D. he didn't know. Hawkeye's change was beyond his imagination. There didn't seem to be anyone in the agency who was this eccentric.

Reports, participation in high-intensity training, and even volunteering for high-risk missions—it seems that overnight, the Hawkeye who once longed for a peaceful life has disappeared.

"Barton, what's wrong with you?"

During lunch, Coulson finally couldn't help but ask, his eyes full of concern and confusion.

He remembered that not long ago Eagle had looked lazy and pretended to be very serious, but as an old hand, he could tell at a glance that he was slacking off.

How could it have turned out like this in such a short time? Could it have been stimulated by something?

"Coulson, I've been through some things that have made me re-examine my life and pursuits."

Hawkeye put down his cutlery and spoke slowly.

His answer made Coulson's eyelids twitch, and his worries deepened. Could it be that his old colleague had been bewitched by an evil god?

Seeing Hawkeye's serious expression, Coulson's worries grew like wildfire. He almost blurted out his guess about an evil god or mysterious power, but reason told him that he had to stay calm and listen to Hawkeye's explanation first.

"Barton, what exactly happened that caused such a big change in you? If you've encountered any difficulties, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. team will be there for you."

Coulson tried to make his voice sound calm and firm, attempting to give Hawkeye enough support and a sense of security.

"Coulson, the experience I'm referring to isn't an external shock, but an inner awakening. During this time, I came into contact with the wisdom of Buddhism, which made me start to think about the meaning of life, the value of existence, and each of our places in the universe."

Upon hearing this, Coulson frowned. He had never imagined that Hawkeye would suddenly become interested in Buddhism, let alone such a dramatic change.

"Buddhism? Barton, are you sure this isn't just a whim, or some kind of misunderstanding? We're S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, our job is to protect the world from threats, not..."

"It is this responsibility that has allowed me to explore Buddhism more deeply."

Hawkeye interrupted Coulson, his tone firm.

"I began to realize that true power comes not only from weapons and skills, but also from inner peace and wisdom. Buddhism taught me how to remain clear-headed in a chaotic world and how to make the right judgments when facing danger."

However, Hawkeye's words did not alleviate Coulson's worries; on the contrary, they made him even more anxious.

Coulson was certain that his old colleague's brain had completely gone awry.

Coulson tried to keep his expression calm, even though his heart was in turmoil.

At this moment, any overreaction could damage the trust between them and make Hawkeye feel misunderstood.

So he forced himself to suppress his worries and quickly and mechanically finished his lunch.

"Barton, I'm glad you've found a way to calm yourself down, but I have to go back and deal with some urgent matters."

Coulson found a seemingly reasonable excuse to make his voice sound as natural as possible.

He stood up and patted Hawkeye on the shoulder, a complex mix of emotions—concern for his old friend and worry about the unknown.

After leaving the restaurant, Coulson quickened his pace unconsciously; he urgently needed to find the director and report everything.

If the director can handle even that dreadful Banner, Hawkeye's minor ailments shouldn't be a problem, right?

Coulson strode into the director's office, where the director should be as expected.

In his memory, the director always liked to stay in his office and not go out. Although it was as well-equipped as a palace, Coulson still couldn't imagine why Xia Ling was able to stay there for so long.

As he arrived at the director's office, after knocking as usual and receiving permission, he was surprised to find a special employee from his neighborhood standing in the director's office.

Moreover, his opening remarks stunned Coulson.

"Chief, I suggest we immediately dispatch agents to subdue Kingpin, and if necessary, kill him!"

Matt's calm remark startled Coulson, who stared at Matt in disbelief.

This special employee, Coulson, had also reviewed his background and knew that he was a non-killing street hero.

Why is he so cold today? Has he lost his mind?

"Matt, are...are you sure?"

Coulson stammered, trying to find a trace of a joke on Matt's face, but all he saw was determination and seriousness.

Matt didn't answer directly, but turned to Xia Ling as if waiting for his response.

Xia Ling, on the other hand, looked thoughtful, seemingly weighing Matt's suggestion.

Kingpin, that mob boss?

Coulson finally found his voice, and he tried to make his tone sound more rational.

"Weren't you monitoring him all along, looking for the right opportunity to strike? Why did you suddenly take such extreme action?"

Matt shook his head: "The situation has changed. I can't tolerate Kingpin, such a vicious criminal, continuing to live. He needs to be brought to justice."

For such a person, death is his final destination; even if he were to stand before Buddha, He would only praise him for doing the right thing!

It was Buddha again. Coulson trembled slightly. How could S.H.I.E.L.D. have become so unfamiliar to him overnight?

"Matt, you can step back now. I'll allow you to deal with Kingpin in your personal capacity, but SHIELD has more important matters to attend to in the meantime."

Matt's face immediately showed disappointment, but he quickly recovered.

"Director, I am disappointed with your reply, but since it is your decision, I have no choice but to comply."

After Matt finished speaking, he left the office. Watching his retreating figure, Coulson was momentarily at a loss.

"Coulson, don't be surprised, they're just doing their graduation internship."

(End of this chapter)