Skye was stunned for a moment. Coleson's words had obviously exposed his inner uneasiness and panic.

　　 After looking at Coleson's solemn and serious expression, Skye also replied seriously: "I think you can believe me."

　　 "There are ghosts in SHIELD." Coulson whispered, frowning, glancing at the direction of John Garnett's office without any trace.

　　 Skye opened his mouth and did not make a sound, but Coulson could tell through the shape of the sky that Skye was thinking of the suspect's name.

　　 "He is very suspicious, and the agent named Ward Grant who has died is also suspected. We now need to investigate the cause of his death to see if we can find a clue."

　　 "Do we have permission?"

　　 Skye now has a general understanding of some of the rules and regulations of S.H.I.E.L.D., and S.H.I.E.D.'s division of labor in some aspects is even stricter than the Ministry of Defense.

　　 "No." Coulson took a new step, "but we can apply."

　　He walked quickly, because most agents in SHIELD headquarters would use brisk walking when they walked, and they need to use any small details to improve their work efficiency.

　　 Of course, there are exceptions in any organization,

　　When Coulson hurriedly got out of the elevator on the floor of the office of the director of the halogen egg, he happened to meet Hank who had just come out of the office of the director.

　　 Walking around is like the old man in the park practicing in the morning,

Hank was holding a ring-like thing in one hand and circling it, while the other was arranging his hairstyle. When he saw Coulson coming out of the elevator, a hearty expression appeared on his face. Smile.

　　 "I haven't seen you in a long time, I heard that I was injured recently?"

　　 "Small wound."

　　Colson touched his right arm subconsciously. The advanced medical technology of S.H.I.E.L.D. allowed him to recover his arm in about a week, and his physical recovery speed even exceeded his psychological recovery speed.

　　 "Is there something to do with finding the braised egg?"

　　 This was the name he inadvertently heard while chatting with Ryan. Of course, he dare not say it in front of Braised Egg himself, but in front of other colleagues, he seemed a little taboo.

　　 "Salted egg?"

　　 The smile on Colson's face froze, and then the curvature of the corner of his mouth widened, but he forced it back.

　　 seemed to hesitate,

　　Colson stared at Hank's face for about ten seconds, after all, he gave up the plan to discuss with this colleague.

　　 "I'll go to the director first, and we will get together when we have a chance."

　　 "It's okay, I just want to go out for the mission."

　　Hanke waved his hand and walked into the elevator in a very interesting way.

　　 Not long ago,

　　 Agent Colson's hair line rose year by year with a smile on his face in Nick Fury's office.

　　 "... (the 1w word is omitted below)... so, I want to apply to investigate this matter."

　　Coulson paused for half of what he said, but said the results of his private investigation.

　　 "I have seen the files of some cases. There are many cases similar to this type of incident. We may have been penetrated by the enemy unconsciously long ago, and I think the situation should be more serious than I thought."

　　After all, he is only an 8-level agent. Although he is a senior agent in the agent class, he still has a lot of data and case files that he can't reach.

　　 "Only by some analysis and your speculation, did you come to this ridiculous conclusion?"

　　 Nick Fury's only one-eyed eye makes him look aggressive,

　　He is the controller of SHIELD, and the primary task of the controller is to ensure stability within the organization.

　　Even if the organization is dissolved tomorrow,

　　 But tonight,

　　At least before the sun rises,

　　He will seriously say to other employees: "We will have a better tomorrow!"

　　Colson's face showed a pretense look. Nick Fury was his guide. In front of him, he always seemed to be the little rookie who had just entered the industry. At least he would be weaker in momentum.

　　 But for this matter, Coulson felt that he needed to fight for reason.

　　 "I have a lot of evidence, this matter..."

　　 "This matter does not need you to control."

　　Nick Fury's eyes suddenly sharpened, like a tiger who had been sleeping all day long was picked up by someone.

　　 He got up from his boss chair, walked to Coleson, stared at his eyes and said:

　　 "I know that there have been some abnormalities in the bureau recently, and others may not be able to see them, but you veteran agents must be aware that something is wrong.

　　 However,

　　I need you to continue to work as before. "

　　Nick Fury put his hand on Coulson's shoulder, "Remember the reason I taught you at first? Don't believe anyone, including me."

　　 "But... I think there are many trusted partners around me."

　　Colson blinked. He had just trusted Skye not long ago.

　　He is an excellent agent, but he is completely different from his guide in terms of working style and personal character.

　　 Nick Fury glared at him, slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, bundled his hands around his waist, and watched the window gradually fall to the sunset:

　　 "Any organization cannot always be on the right path~lightnovelpub.net~ Time can corrupt everything, including the mission, goals and beliefs of an organization,

　　When you are still some distance away from the end point, but your car suddenly breaks down, what will you do? "

　　 "Uh... stop to repair the car?"

　　Colson hesitated and answered.

　　 "But we don't have time to stop, the world is facing more and more threats, everyone can stop, but we can't!"

　　Nick Fury turned suddenly, and a black trench coat behind him made a noise in the air,

　　 "So we need to use the quickest way to get ourselves moving again, for example...change a car."

　　 "..." Coulson was silent for a while. Playing dumb puzzles was not his strong point. He cares that things are still his discovery: "I think I can..."

　　 "That case I just handed over to Hank."

　　Nick Fury interrupted Coulson's words again, then walked to his desk and lightly on the table.

　　 "Om."

　　 The wall opposite turned into a huge screen instantly.

　　 "Look at the culprit of this matter, I think he used to be more suitable than you used to."

　　Nick Fury glanced at the two figures in the picture. This is a picture taken by SHIELD using satellites. Through face recognition technology, he discovered the identity of one of the short figures.

　　 It's just that the results passed to him by the system made him a little puzzled. Why can a person in his twenties return to his childhood in less than a month?