Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life.

When Sherlock saw the black-rimmed glasses Coulson was holding, he didn't reply, but just silently watched Coulson, who was naturally also observing Sherlock's every move.

When Coulson saw Sherlock's pupils contract the instant he saw the glasses, he knew he hadn't made a mistake.

Sherlock's silence only made Coulson more and more uneasy. Seeing that Sherlock hadn't reacted for a long time and was just staring blankly at the glasses in his hand, Coulson gritted his teeth and prepared to increase his bet.

What Coulson didn't know was that Sherlock's silence wasn't because he wanted to refuse, but because he was reflecting on his own carelessness.

After all, when Sherlock was making the glasses for Zhao Weike, he completely forgot that the glasses could easily be lost during Zhao Weike's fight, and he also underestimated an official organization like S.H.I.E.L.D.

Who would have thought that such an inconspicuous pair of glasses, something that no one would even notice if thrown in the trash, would actually be found by S.H.I.E.L.D. and traced back to them?

Seeing that Sherlock had no reaction, Coulson spoke to Sherlock again.

"Mr. Sherlock, please rest assured that our relationship is purely one of employment, and we have no other intentions towards you! If you are willing to accept this commission, I can guarantee that as long as you do not cause a disturbance like you did two weeks ago, no one will bother you again."

With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s capabilities, I can promise to block most investigations from various factions, making it impossible for them to find you again, including the authorities! You know, compared to us, they're the ones who can't be shaken off!

Despite Coulson's persuasion, Sherlock remained silent, though he showed no outward expression, he was inwardly somewhat speechless.

After all, the Spear of Longinus was given to him by the Ancient One, and he really couldn't resist the temptation to analyze and repair the artifact. This made Sherlock feel inexplicably that he might have been tricked by that old guy, the Ancient One.

Sherlock's silence only made Coulson more anxious. After all, Tony's disappearance could not be investigated by conventional means, otherwise Coulson would not have set his sights on a superhuman like Sherlock.

Among the people with supernatural abilities that S.H.I.E.L.D. has in their grasp, Sherlock is an absolute prime example of lawful good!

Just as Sherlock was pondering whether to agree to S.H.I.E.L.D. in exchange for temporary peace, Coulson's hasty and thoughtless words instantly enraged Sherlock.

"Mr. Sherlock, even if you're not afraid of being harassed by those scoundrels, believe me, the people around you will also be targeted by them."

As Coulson spoke, his gaze skipped over Sherlock and landed on Doro, who was peeking out from a corner behind Sherlock.

The moment Sherlock saw Doro following Coulson's gaze, his volcanic rage erupted and burned directly at Coulson, who stood before him.

Are you threatening me?

As Sherlock's tone suddenly rose, Coulson felt as if he were standing before a volcano about to erupt, and the slightest misstep would likely result in him being burned to ashes by the boundless rage of the man before him.

However, before Coulson could say anything, the next second, an immense killing intent, as if emanating from the deepest abyss, locked onto Coulson.

Sherlock naturally sensed the murderous aura. Following the aura, he saw Zhao Weike standing at his front door, dressed in a well-tailored suit and holding a pistol, his gaze fixed on Coulson.

It was as if Coulson had said the wrong thing, and the next second he would face only death.

Coulson, sandwiched between the two, was undoubtedly the most uncomfortable. The sensation of being caught between ice and fire gave him goosebumps all over his body, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat. The oily sweat made Coulson extremely uncomfortable, but he dared not make the slightest movement.

After a long silence, Coulson, his face pale, forced a smile at Sherlock, struggling to control the fear deep within him, and slowly spoke.

"Mr. Sherlock, you misunderstand. This is not a threat; I prefer to call it cooperation! S.H.I.E.L.D. will help you resolve your concerns and allow you to live a peaceful life. All you need to do is help us find Tony Stark."

As Coulson spoke, he could even feel his teeth chattering, especially under Sherlock's silent gaze. Coulson's despair grew, and he even prepared himself to sacrifice himself.

To Coulson's utter surprise, Sherlock stared at him for a while before actually agreeing to the deal.

"Fine, I agree to the deal. Go back and tell Black Egg to completely wipe my information out of your damn database! And this is the only time, don't bother me again!"

After saying that, Sherlock was about to close the door, but then he seemed to remember something, paused, looked up at Coulson, and continued speaking.

"And don't forget your promises!"

After he finished speaking, the Sherlock family's door slammed shut. This time, Coulson simply didn't have the courage to stop or knock on the Sherlock family's door again.

As the Sherlock mansion's gates closed, the pressure that had been weighing on Coulson like an invisible mountain vanished instantly, leaving him panting heavily at the gates.

At the same time, Sherlock's request kept replaying in his mind.

Black braised eggs?

When Coulson thought of the inexplicable nickname "Sherlock," the image of Nick Fury's dark, bald head immediately came to mind.

This brought a smile back to Coulson's lips. He glanced back in the direction of Sherlock's house, then at Zhao Weike, who had disappeared from the side of the house, before turning and quickly leaving the community.

The moment the car left the community, Coulson pulled out his phone and reported the whole story to Nick Fury at headquarters in Washington.

After listening to Coulson's report, Nick Fury gave Coulson two orders.

First, whatever Sherlock asks, do your best to cooperate with Sherlock.

Second, the title of that black braised egg is classified as top secret!

After saying that, Nick Fury hung up Coulson's call. After thinking for a moment, Nick Fury turned on his computer, printed out Sherlock's information from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database, and then deleted all the backups.

The printed materials were placed in a paper folder by Hei Ludan, and the cover of the folder clearly stated...

The Avengers!