It’s not that Zhang Yang had thought of getting in touch with the current Wolverine Logan, but he didn’t know which country Logan was in the army. Logan was a Canadian. He had participated in World War I, World War II, and the Vietnam War, and his whereabouts were vague.

Zhang Yang is not Stryker. He has such high authority to collect and investigate Logan's information, so he can only put this idea behind his mind for the time being. As for Professor X and Magneto, he seems to be just a teenager at the moment. Although he is a level 4 mutant, it refers to the fact that the two of them are far from meeting that standard at the peak of their adulthood.

Although he knew that Professor X would live in West Chester, New York in the future, not far from Brooklyn, Zhang Yang remembered that Charles spent a long time in the UK and completed his studies at Oxford University. Of course, he was not bald at that time and was still a very handsome young man. I am afraid that Zhang Yang would follow his previous experience in the X-Men world. It would be useless to find Charles' address in New York.

However, Zhang Yang still didn't give up. He found time to go to West Chester, but found nothing. The door of the big mansion that was converted into a mutant school in the future was locked and empty. The lawn inside grew wildly because no one was trimmed. Zhang Yang spent twenty dollars to get news from his neighbors nearby.

"You said Charles Xavier, I know that little boy, but his fate is really tragic."

Although she was already a little financially struggling, she still wanted to rent a villa next to her... The middle-aged woman in the small attic was tidying up her old skirt while holding the twenty dollar bills in her hand and muttering:

"His biological father was named Brian Xavier, and his mother was Sharon. Brian was a scientist. He seemed to work in a research institute in Nevada and later died in a laboratory accident. His colleague Mark later married Sharon and lived in this house with a child he had with another woman."

Zhang Yang waved his hand to signal the other party to stop some useless words, frowned and asked:

"What's the situation with them? Where have people gone?"

Anyway, if you have money, this woman didn't care so much about Zhang Yang's interruption of her introduction. She then frowned and thought:

"The boy Mark brought was named Kane, and he had a bad relationship with Charles. Maybe God wanted to test the family. A few years later, Mark died in a fire in the laboratory. Sharon, a miserable woman, could only raise two children by herself. Fortunately, Charles was very smart since childhood and had always had high grades. Last year, his mother took him to the UK with him. I heard that he was going to go to the UK to study for college. As for Kane, to be honest, he was useless and could not compare with Charles."

"Wait." Zhang Yang stopped the woman and asked:

"You said Charles went to the UK to study for a university? He seems not to be that age yet?"

The woman said with a hint of superiority:

"That's because you haven't seen him with your own eyes! You have no idea how smart that child is. He skipped grades and finished high school when he was in New York. I heard that because he was young, several universities took the initiative to make exceptions and wanted to recruit him into the school. The money was rejected by him. Later, Sharon took them to the UK, and it seemed that he would not come back within two or three years."

The information provided by this woman was not much different from Zhang Yang's previous speculation. The only thing Zhang Yang knew was that Charles was now studying college courses at Oxford University, so the rest was not clear. Zhang Yang thought about it and turned around and left, but when he walked to this villa group in Queens, he met a cold middle-aged man with a high nose. Zhang Yang had no intention of delaying here, so he was ready to walk sideways. However, at this moment, a boy riding a bicycle happened to come over and saw the white middle-aged man habitually greeted him.

"Hi, Mr. Fury, the newspaper you ordered."

The boy skillfully took out a newspaper from the car basket and handed it to the man. The man took out two coins and turned around and left, looking particularly cold and withdrawn.

Seeing his figure disappearing into a villa, Zhang Yang's thoughts immediately became alive. He followed the position where the newspaper boy left, and caught up with the other party while the boy was throwing newspapers on the lawn of the family.

The boy looked at Zhang Yang strangely:

"Sir, are you going to subscribe to newspapers?"

"No." Zhang Yang took out a $10 bill again and said shaking: "I want to ask for a few questions."

Under the offensive of money, the boy immediately said everything and talked about everything. Zhang Yang asked a few unrelated topics and then asked about the news about the white man just now.

"You said Mr. Fury? I know him."

"What is his full name?"

"Nick Fury!"

A thunder flashed through Zhang Yang's mind, and the appearance of this name was like a dawn. Then Zhang Yang got other information about Nick Fury from the boy's mouth, and turned around again to find the woman who had previously, verified the news obtained from both sides, and came up with a result.

The full name of the white middle-aged man is Nick Fury, also known as Nicholas Fury, who is thirty-four years old and is a native of New York. It is rumored to be the eldest son of a certain family. Obviously, the reputation of this family is not comparable to that of Rockefeller, Morgan and others, otherwise this woman would not be unable to remember the name of this family.

In addition, Zhang Yang also knew that the other party was also a soldier, serving in the US Army, and his subordinate troops were unknown, but it seemed that he was not on the frontline combat force, because this woman often saw the other party appearing at her home in New York, and occasionally some strangers of different faces would come to visit her.

Through these judgments, Zhang Yang felt that 90% of this white man named Nick Fury might be the person he was looking for.

Regarding the formation of four names of S.H.I.E.L.D., Agent Carter, Howard Stark, Colonel Phillips, and Nick Fury (white). If the inference is correct, the four people Zhang Yang is looking for are already all. Moreover, Phillips and Carter have a very good relationship with Zhang Yang. Both sides have related interests and are in the same camp. Zhang Yang believes that it is not too difficult to convince the other party to join S.H.E.L.D.

The more troublesome ones are Howard Stark and Nick Fury. Howard, a scientist, looks like a romantic young man and a scheming young man, but in fact he is a personal talent. Not all people with high iQ eQ will be low. At least, Howard and Tony are not among the romantic father and son.

It is actually very simple to deal with a person like Howard Stark, that is, to take something that the other party can value, treat each other with sincerity, and deception is unforgivable for such a person, and to this kind of person, Nick Fury, because Zhang Yang has no intersection with him. If he rashly comes to the door, he will probably be turned away. Maybe there will be agents from the US government secretly monitoring the other party, if he really participates in a certain experiment with the Super Soldier.

"It's really hard to sort out all kinds of things together."

Zhang Yang sighed, touched his head and left here temporarily. He did not arouse anyone's alert along the way. After returning to the hotel where he was staying, he pushed the door open and saw a tall and strong white man, who seemed to be waiting for him.

"Sir, you're back!"

As soon as the door rang, the strong man immediately noticed it and stood up to salute. Putting aside the body with its muscles all over the body, the other person's face still looked very familiar, it was Steve Rogers.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, something was delayed."

Zhang Yang did not mention what he was doing when he went out. After taking a look at Steve, he said strangely:

"Where are the Colonel and Agent Carter?"

Steve hesitated for a moment and said:

"I went to study that submersible. It seems to be a model I have never seen before. Mr. Howard also went with me. I am not suitable for showing up directly now, so..."

"So you ran to my room and chatted with me, and then waited foolishly until now, right?"

Steve smiled, and Zhang Yang was helpless. He poured himself a cup of hot water and took a sip. After taking a sip of hot water, the heat emitted spread across his body like a fire line. The cold air in his pores seemed to be instantly driven out, making Zhang Yang stretched with satisfaction and comfort. Then he looked at Steve, smiling.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

A trace of struggle flashed across Steve's face, obviously considering whether to speak. Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to hear the answer. Not long after, Steve seemed to have made a decision.

"Sir, in the morning, Senator Brandt took the initiative to talk to me. He wanted me to leave the army and arrange another job for me. I don't know how to answer him, and Instructor Carter and others are not here, so I want to ask you what you should do."

His problem was as expected by Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang looked at Steve calmly and said, "Which choice is actually your own idea, Steve. You are unique now. I think you should understand when you come here that once you succeed, the things that follow will not be controlled by you, and we can't do it either. Dr. Erskine's sacrifice completely disrupted the plans of Congress and the Army, and they cannot let you let it go."
Chapter completed!