Nick Fury hung up the phone, his dark face pensive. He'd originally wanted to call Luke to task; after all, their security team had been causing quite a stir in the underground world lately. Especially today, there had even been an explosion suspected to be from a high-powered weapon, causing extensive damage to buildings.
But he didn't expect the other party to be so sharp-tongued that he was speechless. Nick Fury had to help find excuses and clean up the battlefield to finish the job.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that Nick Fury had no real intention of getting into trouble with Luke from the beginning and was just giving him a routine warning. What he didn't expect was the message the other party provided him before hanging up the call, as well as the incomprehensible digital code.
bite!
Nick Fury's private email notification chimed. He picked up his phone and opened his mailbox. A huge compressed file appeared before him. He entered the digital code Luke had given him as the decompression password and soon saw the large amount of information Luke had given him.
It contains various pictures of human experiments, as well as the capital flows, official identities, and incomplete information on human enhancement technology of many illegal organizations.
Nick Fury watched all this with a calm expression. The images of the human subjects in their plight were truly unbearable to witness, looking utterly miserable and pitiful, evoking pity. But such emotions would never enter Nick Fury's mind. He had seen far more brutal and horrific scenes, and everything he had experienced had instilled in him a constant wariness of all people, a habit of holding back on everything.
He lacks the kind of moral values defined by the general public; he only weighs the pros and cons while maintaining a certain so-called bottom line. This so-called bottom line is the world security he pursues.
Then, a few words suddenly appeared in Nick Fury's intact eye. Those words seemed to possess a mysterious power, instantly changing the expression of the previously calm and composed Nick Fury. His expression was no longer as nonchalant as before, but now he carefully read through the intelligence document that Luke had passed on to him.
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"Sir, you called me?" Agent Hill pushed the door open and asked Nick Fury, who was sitting in his office chair with his eyes closed.
Nick Fury opened his eyes and stared at Hill for a long time. Finally, under the other party's calm face, he said, "Agent Hill, do you know Ophelia Sarkissian?"
"Ophelia Sarkissian?" Agent Hill muttered the name softly, pondering, "S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have much detailed information on her. She's an underground figure with her own organization, but the intelligence suggests it's not large. There's nothing noteworthy about her personally, except that she seems to be a master at mixing toxins."
"I need more detailed intelligence on her. Can you get it?" Nick Fury looked at Agent Hill seriously. The information Luke had handed over was clearly more extensive and detailed than what Agent Hill possessed, but Nick Fury's nature dictated that he wouldn't easily trust anyone or anything. Before trusting anyone or anything, he would at least conduct extensive research and comparisons.
Agent Hill nodded.
"What I mean is, try not to use the internal power of S.H.I.E.L.D." Nick Fury stared at Hill's face with his one eye and said seriously.
Nick Fury's words made Hill raise an eyebrow in surprise. She subconsciously analyzed and deduced from her superior's words, and soon, she deduced the answer in her heart: her superior couldn't trust the internal intelligence system, or rather, some of the people within it. Was there something wrong with Ophelia Sarkissian's intelligence that made her superior begin to doubt the internal situation?
Hill slowly nodded again, indicating that he understood what Nick Fury meant.
Watching Hill disappear out the door, Nick Fury clenched his hands tightly. He had never expected to see the name of that organization again today, on intelligence handed over by an outsider.
Hydra!
Ophelia Sarkissian is a high-ranking member of Hydra!
If this intelligence is confirmed, then Nick Fury will have to suspect that the Hydra he thought he had completely eliminated was actually just hiding! This organization, which should have disappeared, is still active in the underground world! Even more terrifying is that it seems that they have a network that can filter their information, allowing them to hide themselves from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence system.
What does this mean?
This means that within S.H.I.E.L.D., or within the official intelligence community, there are people with sufficient status who are helping to filter and cover up their information.
"We need to speed up the plan."
Nick Fury muttered thoughtfully.
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A young, beautiful, and charming girl greeted Ben Parker, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, and Aunt May, who was tidying up the room. Then, she pushed open Peter Parker's door and rushed in amid the exclamation of a boy in the room. Facing the familiar girl, Ben Parker and Aunt May acted very normally, as if they were already used to it.
"Look what I brought you?"
Gwen Stacy sat on Peter Parker's somewhat messy bed, waving two long strips of paper back and forth with her slender white fingers under Peter Parker's eyes.
"Tickets to the Stark Industries Expo?"
Peter Parker reached out and took the paper from Gwen Stacy's hand. After taking a look at it, his eyes were filled with bright surprise. He raised his head and looked at the girl excitedly.
"You've said many times that you wanted these tickets. My dad happened to know someone at Heberlen, so I asked him to use his connections to get two tickets for you. They're not VIP seats, but they're good seats, too." Gwen Stacy tried to be as nonchalant as possible in front of the excited teenager.
"You're awesome, Gwen!" Peter Parker walked around his small room with a face full of joy, muttering to himself while dancing and gesturing. Gwen Stacy, standing beside him, didn't bother him in his excitement. She simply crossed her legs, resting her elbow on her raised thigh, her palm supporting her chin, and looked at Peter with a smile, listening to his mumbling.
Peter Parker, in high spirits, suddenly remembered the existence of Gwen. He quickly stopped walking and muttering, and looked in the direction of Gwen. However, he was fluttered by Gwen's gentle expression at the moment.
"I heard that you received an invitation for extracurricular practice in Heberlen?" Peter Parker turned his head away, not daring to meet Gwen's eyes, and asked hesitantly.