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On the other side, after Ronan drove away from St. Missy Manor, he drove for more than an hour before arriving at the place he planned to go.

Ronan parked his car on a relatively unbusy street in Patterson and walked into a nearby coffee shop called "Dutch Brothers".At ten o'clock in the morning, there were only a few people in the coffee shop, and Ronan noticed a bald man sitting on a booth next to the window as soon as he walked into the coffee shop.

Just when Ronan walked over and sat down, the bald man who was looking sideways out of the window slowly turned to look at him.

"Mr. Collins"

The bald man is of Indian origin. He wears glasses and always has a faint smile. But after seeing Ronan, the smile suddenly became a little stronger.

"Sitville"

Ronan had no expression on his face. He rested his head on the table with his elbows and looked at the bald man without paying much attention.

After calling him, Ronan asked casually: "Although the agents sent by the Logistics Strategy Bureau to monitor me have been replaced by your people, aren't you afraid of being discovered by some interested people when you have such frequent contact with me?"

"Mr. Collins, you have nothing to worry about."

Sitwell smiled, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, and responded: "We have made comprehensive arrangements before meeting you to ensure that there will be no leaks, and"

"I came here with a mission from Director Fury."

"Task"

Ronan frowned inadvertently, put down his arms and straightened his body, smacking his tongue and asked: "Nick Fury's mission"

"Yes."

Sitwell nodded and responded: "A few days ago, Professor The key target is only because of the protection of Professor

"At this juncture, Aaron Kipling and you, two key surveillance targets, collided. We can't help but think about it. After all, in your previous information, you have never met Aaron Kipling and x The professor has a record of contact.”

"I see."

Ronan nodded suddenly and then asked: "But it was always Coulson who was sent by Nick Fury to contact me before. Why is it you this time?"

"Colson should still be focusing on a few people at this time."

Sitwell thought for a while and added: "And one of them is relatively familiar to you, Mr. Collins."

Ronan knew who it was without even thinking about it, but he still tentatively named a person: "Tony Stark"

"Yes." Sitwell nodded.

"Then what did Nick Fury send you here to ask me, and what are you going to do on behalf of Pierce?" Ronan followed up and asked.

"The director sent me here just to consult with you about Aaron Kipling's current mental state and danger. As for the other directors, they didn't say much. It's possible that he felt that asking too many questions would be of no use."

"Sitville"

Ronan suddenly called him when he finished speaking, and then asked with a smile: "You seem to think you know Nick Fury very well."

"Do you know him?"

Sitwell thought what Ronan said was a joke, shook his head and responded: "I don't know him at all, I just made a guess based on my own opinion."

"Besides, if Nick Fury's subordinates can guess his true thoughts, I'm afraid his position as the top executive of the Logistics Strategy Bureau will be over."

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Ronan smiled and did not continue the topic. Instead, he responded to the question that Hitvedt had just said.

"Okay, let's stop this question. Let me tell you about Aaron's current situation first."

When Ronan opened his mouth, Sitwell immediately closed his mouth and listened quietly.

But just as Ronan was speaking, he suddenly paused, frowned slightly and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I thought about it for a while, but it seems there is nothing worth saying, so be it, Sitwell."

"When you go back, tell Nick Fury that Aaron's current mental state is not optimistic."

"That's all" Sitwell asked slightly surprised.

"That's all." Ronan spread his hands.

"OK then"

Sitwell didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had no choice but to respond.

"correct"

Seeing that he was silent, Ronan seemed to remember something and suddenly asked: "You haven't said why Pierce asked you to come to me."

"Pierce"

Hearing Ronan mention it, Sitwell suddenly remembered what he had forgotten to say. He quickly concealed his surprise and embarrassment. After thinking about the words for a while, he immediately opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Collins, Minister Pierce asked me to come this time." I’m not looking for you for anything else, just for you to help us connect with Randy Houston, the Black Jazz in your Garden of Eden.”

"Jazz"

Ronan raised the corner of his mouth and asked: "Do you want to buy human enhancement potion from Sir?"

"Yes."

Sitwell hesitated for less than two seconds and nodded.After all, as long as he said that he wanted to find "Blackadder" Randy Houston, the purpose was already extremely obvious, and Ronan in front of him was another senior executive of the mysterious organization Human Eden, so these did not matter to him. There was no secret at all, and Sitwell thought it would be better to be more straightforward on this matter.

"After all, we are not a logistics strategist. They may still look forward and backward and consider various impacts, but we don't have to worry about many. As long as it is beneficial to us, they are good partners."

"indeed."

Ronan nodded, and said with either ridicule or appreciation: "Your bottom line is indeed much lower than that of the Logistics Strategy Bureau."

Sitwell smiled and did not respond.

"The Logistics Strategy Bureau already knows about Jazz's transfer to Chicago's new base. You should also know it very well, so I won't say more. You can go to Chicago to find him after a while."

"I'll let him know in advance."

After saying that, Ronan immediately stood up and walked out of the coffee shop quickly.

After Sitwell drank all the coffee in the cup, he walked out immediately.

A few hours later, the headquarters of the Logistics Strategy Bureau on the island in the center of Lake Washington was on the top floor of the World Security Council building next to the Tri-wing Building.

Alexander Pierce, the current Minister of the Americas Division of the World Security Council, is sitting in the office chair. He has short, slightly grayish light blond hair. Although he looks old, his eyes are extremely bright, with a lot of emotion in them. Full of wisdom.

At this time, he was watching a short black and white video played on his desktop computer. As the video progress bar passed by seconds, a strange expression gradually appeared on his old face.

By the time the less than 5-minute video finished playing, the weird look on his face couldn't help but become more obvious.

"Bang bang" "Bang bang"

But just as he was putting on a strange expression and thinking carefully about the contents of the video just now, a sudden and rapid knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.