[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

At 45:[-] p.m., the briefing began, and according to the schedule just sent by Agent Hand's secretary, it should end at [-]:[-].Newbella calculated the time. She could stay with Daisy until about ten past nine, and then return to the monitoring center before the briefing ended.

"I have to say, your plan is a stroke of genius." Daisy reached into a drawer that couldn't be broken anymore, found the button accurately and pressed it, and with a "beep", it was covered with dust The locker slowly moved away, revealing the corridor behind.

"My dad always said that Director Fury's secret will give birth to cubs, now it seems—" Newbella walked to the locker and looked at the endless corridor with curious eyes, "It's really nonsense Not rough!"

"This is just the tip of the iceberg." Daisy pursed her lips and smiled, "Come with me, you may need to add a branch line to your plan."

"Huh?" Newbella raised her eyebrows, "What branch?"

They walked one after the other in the tunnel, and Daisy turned her head and explained to Newbella as she walked: "This is a good opportunity to cut off the arm of Agent Hand——Agent Black is already in your hands." , Commando will soon be on the same flight as you, the timing couldn't be more perfect!"

"That being said, you can't let them disappear out of thin air, can you?" Newbera said, "Since they are in the same group, Hand should naturally keep in touch with them, right? Especially Black. If you can fool around, what should you do after a long time? Hande will find the flaw sooner or later."

"So, your plan can be called a stroke of genius, a blessing from God." Daisy turned her head and winked at her secretly, "You know, Blake is the person in charge of the sandbox. So he wrote "Alippy's Notes" "After being escorted to the sandbox, they will not come back immediately, but will stay there until after Christmas Eve."

Christmas Eve is the day when Ares declared that he would be a demon.

"They made two-handed preparations: if Ares is a demon that day, Black will continue to stay in the sandbox to crack the password of the note, and Hand will lurk in the headquarters to wait for the next opportunity. If Ares is not online, Black will I just came back immediately, and then I submitted the "Multi-Spoke Pteroptera Plan" to the council with Hand." Speaking of this, Daisy couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Because Hand has strong supporters in the council... ... Ladies and gentlemen, this plan will most likely be forcibly passed, and if it fails, the director will be dismissed."

"It's impossible with me here!" Newbella yelled angrily, "How can these humans be so stupid? Of course, I don't mean you—"

"I know." Daisy stopped in front of a metal door and raised her hand to enter the code on the code pad on the right side of the door.

After the password is confirmed, the system prompts: "Smile."

Daisy: ":D"

And Newbella was inexplicably poked at the point of laughter, and giggled behind him.She always thought S.H.I.E.L.D. had a cheesy sense of humor that covered everything in the bureau, including passcodes and agent codes—no wonder Hand and Black didn't fit in here, because they weren't humorous !

"It's your turn." Daisy pulled her over helplessly, "Smile."

Newbella: "Hahahahahaha!"

System: "...identity confirmed, authorization successful. Welcome, Newbella Stark."

"This way the recognition can be successful!" Newbera's eyes widened. "I'm curious, what if some agents have facial paralysis?"

"We still have iris recognition devices and blood recognition devices." Daisy dragged her inside, "Welcome to the director's secret underground monitoring center, which monitors every move of all branches and bases of S.H.I.E.L.D.."

Newbella was shocked by the sight in front of her.

She thought that behind that door was a small room not much bigger than a utility room, but she didn't expect it to be wider than the monitoring center on the 48th floor, it could accommodate at least 500 people, and it was fully equipped.

Newbera looked around casually, and saw hundreds of display screens flickering, giving off faint fluorescent lights, columns of codes scrolling rapidly, and countless people walking around in the monitoring screen.

"You are... how did you do it?" Newbella couldn't believe it, she walked down the steps slowly, stood in the aisle between the two rows of monitors, and looked around in shock.

"Muggles can't do it, wizards can do it." Daisy proudly touched the display screen at hand, "Miss Granger helped build this place, the magic is amazing!"

Newbella couldn't help thinking of the days when she and Peter searched for Hugo Danzig in Godric's Hollow.Every night, Peter imitated the Auror, waving his wand smartly and neatly, as if he was fighting Death Eaters-but in fact, he was just to light the fireplace and make her laugh by the way.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic." Daisy sat down next to the computer with "Main Monitoring Console" written on it, "Let me explain the branch plan in detail."

She began to enter the data cracklingly, calling up a set of screens that looked like data monitoring: "Have you heard of cold storage?"

Newbella tried her best to search for the knowledge that Coulson taught in class: "The cold storage...the place where the SHIELD used to detain dangerous people...?"

"Don't use a skeptical tone, you are absolutely right." Daisy opened a map, which was densely marked with data of various colors, "The branch plan is--when escorting the notes, send Blake and the commandos to Go to the cold storage. Without them, Hande will suffer in every way."

Newbella was a little confused: "Ah? Are you going to hack into the system and change the route? You know I can't fly—"

"No, no, we don't need to change the route secretly." Daisy said, "We want Hand to personally order the change of route and fly to the cold storage openly."

"Sounds like an impossible task." Newbella frowned, "How...do it?"

"In Fitz's 'Ultimate Research Project', there is a project called "How to Artificially Simulate the High Energy of the Protoss"-this is the nickname I gave it, the official name of the project is very long, and there are many technical terms , I really can’t remember.” Daisy’s tone was sincere, “In short, after countless failures, our great Agent Fitz finally made a device that can simulate high-energy readings in a small area. "

Her fingers tapped on the keyboard, and a set of experimental data appeared on the display.

"I compared the data he simulated with the S.H.I.E.L.D. database, and it's almost true." Daisy said, "Based on Hande's current state, these data are enough to fool her."

Newbella seemed to understand a little bit.

"The director's plan is this." Daisy looked at the schedule. "After the briefing, at 27:150, Lucifer and the commando went to the vault to check the notes as usual-just check, don't touch. Nine o'clock [-]. Packing is over, and you board the plane as usual. After [-] and two minutes, when you arrive at a location closer to the cold storage than anywhere else, Fitz will remotely activate the high-energy simulation device that has already been placed in the sandbox."

Then, immediately after the monitoring center received the data, Hand thought that Newbella was going to the sandbox to grab notes, so he ordered to change the route.Since the location of the aircraft is closest to the cold storage, and the cold storage has security facilities comparable to the sandbox, it will become the best choice for Hande.

"This is planned by the director himself. What do you think?" Daisy asked anxiously. "Will it be too complicated and too risky?"

"I think...the director's plan is really awesome!" Newbella wanted to cry a little, "If the director participated in the operation of 'deciphering the secret of Alibi's message', we might have already made progress."

"You haven't made any progress yet?" Daisy exclaimed, "It feels like a century has passed."

"It's not like there's no progress at all," Newbera said. "There was no-no-progress before!"

"Now?" Daisy asked.

"There's no progress now." Newbella remained expressionless, "Have you noticed the change in my tone?"

Daisy: "...I see, it's not easy for you."

"I just pray that those grapes can germinate, otherwise it would be a waste of time." Newbella rolled his eyes, "Is there someone in the cold storage to meet us?"

"Yes." Daisy smiled, "The person you know the most, Coulson, he misses you."

Newbella was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Oh my God! Hand will be mad if she finds out? She just proudly stated in the elevator that she sent Coulson away!"

"I know." Daisy couldn't hide her smile, "This kind of slap in the face is so fucking cool!"

"It's so cool, okay?!" Newbella couldn't wait to slap the table, and glanced down at the time, "Oh no, it's almost five minutes past nine! I have to go back."

"Take this." Daisy suddenly pulled out two mops from under the table, "After all...you are here to help the director with administrative affairs, so you can't leave empty-handed."

Newbella went back with two mops on her shoulders. She didn't expect there to be such historical items in S.H.I.E.L.D.—she thought all the cleaning devices here were fully automatic!

Along the way, she received a lot of searching eyes, probably those agents also thought it was a weird thing when the mop appeared at the Trident headquarters...

"Ah, Agent Anderson, you're back." When she handed the mop to Agent Chris, the director just came back from the monitoring center. "Maybe you have to wait a little longer. Your boss and the commando team are going to the vault."

Newbella suddenly remembered that Daisy only asked her to send Blake and all commando members to the cold storage, but did not mention Anderson at all.Considering the director's brilliance and ability to miss any details, she thinks that Anderson is very likely to be an undercover agent sent by the director.

The chief is really thoughtful!

Once again, Newbera was in awe of the director, and decided to use the director as a positive example when he disliked Lucifer in the future, and hit him hard in all aspects.

The author has something to say: New Bella: Look at you, and look at the director!Are you ashamed to declare yourself the king of hell?

Lucifer: Excuse me~ I'm really the king of hell!

Peter: Come on, let's stop talking to the cheeky king.