Marvel middlemen

Chapter 367 367. A Better Plan.

"I'll ask you again, what is your purpose?"

In the empty room, there was nothing except the man whose limbs were chained on the wall, no toilet, no bed.

The only foreign object is the flashlight that Nick Fury brought in, and its purpose is to bring a glimmer of light to the darkly painted and oppressive room.

The light shone on the man's face, and when he was asked again, his expression remained unchanged, and he slowly said: "No matter how many times Director Fury asks, I am always a special agent who has received orders from above to deal with related matters."

Humph.

Nick Fury stopped talking, picked up the flashlight on the ground and walked out. The moment the room door closed, someone next to him suddenly asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's very blunt. If I didn't know that this time was a trap designed by us, I'm afraid this person really almost deceived me."

Hearing what he said, the man with messy hair in cheap clothes nodded: "The other party's spy skills are very good. They are very similar to us in terms of clothing, words and deeds, but they are too similar, so we have to design This game."

Nick Fury agrees very much, he is also an elite agent after all, the one in a million!But in front of this spy, I really can't see what's wrong with people.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. Huaguo branch suspected that one of the spies was sent in by other forces, so the branch contacted Nick Fury and hoped that the two sides could form a bureau to catch this spy in Washington and deal with it.

So there was Incident 23, a task assigned by the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch.

Everything in the Trident base was too tempting, and this agent in Washington probably just waited for this opportunity to enter.

It is impossible for Nick Fury to have an inner ghost here. There is nothing else for all the elite shields, as long as the opponent shows his flaws, he will be caught.

The result was just as they thought, the guy who was personally interrogated by Nick Fury just now has been paid attention to since he stepped into the Trident base.

When they first met, both Nick Fury and the agents sent to New York by the branch felt that this person was a real S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and not a spy.

The two even made a bet on when the spy would be exposed.

There is no doubt that Nick Fury lost to this foreign agent. He did not expect that the spy looked so real, but actually didn't even eat peanuts.

As a member of the Chinese nation at the dinner table, if you don’t eat fried peanuts, is that called eating?In particular, Nick Fury only moved a few chopsticks when he asked people to serve scrambled eggs with leeks.

A table of dishes, fried peanuts, chopped pepper buds, scrambled eggs with leeks, and fried pork with chili.With so many dishes, the other party only ate the meat from the fried pork with chili, a few bites of scrambled eggs with leeks, a few bites of Yabai, and one or two peanuts.

This is normal?This is obviously not normal!

So the perfect spy with information bias was caught.

"It's just a dream to pretend to be us just by looking at the recorded information and secretly photographed materials. They must not have noticed how we usually look at dinner parties."

Talking about this, the New York dispatched agents almost didn't laugh. The perfect spy trained by the other party was caught because of abnormal eating behavior at the dinner.

To say it's funny or not is ridiculous.

"I'll ask for specifics, but I won't be so soft next time. I recently got a brainwashing device from Hydra that makes this fake tell us everything."

If it wasn't for worrying about brainwashing and ruining people, Nick Fury would have installed this device as early as the first time, so why would he waste time asking slowly.

Drop drop drop.
While the two were chatting about the 'perfect spy' in the room, the cell phone carried by Nick Fury rang.

drop!
"Director, we're at the door."

"I see."

drop.
Hanging up the phone, Nick Fury pulled his face down again, and the person next to him noticed it and jokingly said: "Isn't it just aliens, if you are worried, you can let them go to our place, guarantee four days a day." Good food and hospitality."

"It would be great if they were all aliens. At least I don't have to worry about it. That big businessman is very difficult to deal with. I don't know how much I will pay this time."

"At least Mr. Li helped you a lot. If it wasn't for him, you would still be able to stay in SHIELD as the director? I really want to be pestered by such troublesome people."

What the other party said is correct, don't look at Nick Fury's disgusting look now, if he really wants others to ignore him, he might have to go over and flatter him.

As agents, the two walked almost twice as fast as normal people, and it took just over a minute from the lower prison to the gate of the Trident base.

When I arrived at the hall, I happened to meet a group of people from the other party. The appearance of the few people was similar to what Li Mo said, colorful, but with a little more other things.

For example, this clothed raccoon and the vegetable next to it.

Can anyone tell me what's going on here?

Li Mo didn't say that there would be a raccoon and a vegetable in Alien!

The director felt bad, looked around, and sure enough, some agents had noticed, each of them stared blankly at the vegetative state, and even did not react when a few cups filled with water overflowed.

"Mr. Li! Hello, hello, I'm Lin Fei, you can call me Xiao Lin." The man next to Nick Fury ignored the group of weird aliens, stretched out his hand and walked straight to the back of the crowd.

Li Mo stood behind the crowd, holding a bag of fried chicken bought by the boss in his hand. Seeing someone calling his name, he stuffed the fried chicken to Liang Liang behind him, then took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands and greeted him with a smile. Go up: "Hello, hello."

Liang Liang glanced at the fried chicken in his arms, then at Li Mo who was chatting with others, and swallowed half of the fried chicken in the bag in one gulp.

[It tastes really good. ]
"Since we're all here, Kawaii, calculate the probability that Nick Fury will invite us to dinner."

The boss touched his stomach and locked his eyes on the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. who communicated with Yondu and the others. They were caught by the boss before they had time to eat today. They also forgot to buy one for themselves at the roadside stall, so I want to go here Have a meal.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. family has a big business, so there is no shortage of penguin meals, right?

Kawaii immediately took out his laptop and calculated: "Boss, the success rate of plan A is 30.00%, plan B is 70.00%, and plan C is 90.00%."

Bang!Bang!
"Adopt plan D, change someone!" Following the gaze of the boss, several penguins saw Tony and Bruce who had just got off the car.

They are all old acquaintances, and there is nothing wrong with changing friends who are more generous.

　DC is really getting worse every year, and the new injustice animation is as disgusting as participating in hard shit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)