Shadow of the Beautiful World

Chapter 835: 40. Visitors at midnight

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"Fery wakes up, I've seen him."

Pierce returned to his office and called Merlin in Europe:

"He just woke up, his brain is still a bit unclear..."

"this is normal."

Merlin on the other side of the phone, while waiting for the next meeting to start, answered:

"Fery suffered too much injury. In order to reduce the pressure on the body, the spirit will take the initiative to enter deep sleep. In a state similar to death, the disorder of memory is normal. It will be fine after a while."

"Well, that young doctor Ziegler told me the same."

Pierce's voice was light and joyful, and he said to Merlin in a relaxed tone:

"Either way, he is still alive."

"However, during the period of Fury's recovery, you have to temporarily assume the duties of the Director of the SHIELD Bureau. In fact, I think it is also a good choice for you to take over as the Director."

"Just talk about it."

Merlin did not respond positively to this question, he had his own concerns.

And there are always things you can't tell Pierce.

Regarding his own chaotic fate in the future, about the ending that he may disappear in the future.

Merlin did not want to tell his friends about these things or his relatives. He didn't want to worry them.

"Also, Merlin, I asked something from Fury."

Pierce's voice on the phone became deep and solemn, and he said to Merlin:

"You can never guess who attacked him..."

"Ok?"

Merlin asked in surprise:

"He still has memories of the attack? Did he recognize the attacker?"

"Correct."

Pierce said:

"He recognized it, and he was the one who had intersects with you... Do you remember in Oakland more than ten years ago? The Winter Soldier..."

"Winter Soldier!?"

Merlin's tone increased a few degrees, and he stood up from the sofa in the lounge of a UN agency on the European side.

He pushed his glasses, he asked:

"Can he confirm?"

"can."

Pierce breathed a sigh of relief. He said:

"Fery said he can be sure that the attacker is the Winter Soldier."

"That doesn't mean...Hydra..."

There was a hint of killing in Merlin's tone. If the attacker was really a Winter Soldier, then his and Freina's worst guess would come true.

"No, not necessarily."

Pierce analyzed with a rational voice:

"Although the Winter Soldier has been serving the Hydra when he was active, it has been a while since the Hydra was destroyed."

"Although this possibility cannot be ruled out, we must also consider other aspects."

"As far as I know, the Hydra did not use the Winter Soldier even when it was destroyed, and I read your mission report that year... Maybe he recovered in these few years."

"I mean, maybe other organizations have enabled the Winter Soldier to deliberately shift our attention to the Hydra!"

Pierce said:

"Maybe they are covering up even more evil purposes."

"Ok..."

Merlin pondered for a moment, he said:

"This argument also makes sense, but since he has already appeared, he can't just sit back and ignore it. We have to follow this line to check."

"Correct!"

Pierce agreed:

"And the most trustworthy person must be sent, and judging by the destructive power the Winter Soldier is currently showing, it is best to send an avenger in the past..."

"I mean, Captain America, Steve Rogers, or our two best secret agents."

"I will arrange it."

Merlin looked at the time and the meeting was about to start.

He told Pierce:

"I'm going back to New York as soon as possible, and I must protect Fury. I worry that there will be a second assassination."

"Ok."

Pierce nodded, he said:

"You are busy first. After you come back, we will discuss these things in detail."

After finishing, Pierce hung up the phone.

He took a sigh of relief and leaned on the office chair. He looked up and looked at the ceiling.

Things have changed.

Nick Fury in the hospital is a counterfeit, which makes Pierce see a new possibility.

Maybe he didn't need to take the risk to get rid of Fury to stop SHIELD from continuing to search for the umbrella. Maybe, this thing could quietly end without alarming anyone.

They will have more preparation time, they can prepare more fully.

The most important thing is that since the Winter Soldier line has been activated, he can do both!

"Mellin's attention must be drawn away..."

Piersmore held his chin, and dark schemes came to mind, and he was rejected because of various shortcomings.

He tried to find a perfect plan, but when the idea template was put on Merlin, it always seemed so uncomfortable.

Until the afternoon, when the time to get off work, Pierce did not think of a highly enforceable idea, but because of constant thinking, he was very tired.

Conspirators are not good.

This is a real mental task, and it is a combination of several things, trying to make everything advance according to their own ideas. This workload is too much.

"It's really nerve-wracking."

Pierce left the office building. He sat in his car, closing his eyes and recuperating, while asking the driver to send him back to his home.

Before Merlin returned to New York, he had some time.

And about Merlin, Pierce has always had a very tangled idea in his heart.

It was more difficult for him to decide than to decide to kill Fury.

With this troubled thinking, Pierce had dinner at home.

After the housekeeping staff left, in the evening at night, although the manor had other security staff, the large manor was quiet as if only Pierce was left.

He was sitting alone in the living room, and under the not-so-bright light, he picked up a book, the classic "Faust".

Then he took on reading glasses and leaned on the sofa to watch.

This is his habit when thinking about important issues. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ itself just makes his thinking clearer. He doesn’t care about the content of the book. Although his eyes slide on those beautiful words, Pierce’s heart is thinking. With more important things.

About the insight plan.

About the umbrella.

About the new order.

About Fake Fury.

About how to arrange Merlin.

Pierce is a man of faith, he is very old, and he has very little life left.

Fortunately, the ideal he insisted on in his life was only one step away from the final realization.

Everything will be ready soon, a new order with no crime, no discrimination, no conflict, a perfect world he imagines is coming.

But the more you are at this time, the more you have to be careful.

The stories in history that failed at the last minute have given Pierce enough warnings not to make the same stupid mistakes as his predecessors.

"Ding Dong"

The sound of the doorbell suddenly sounded, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the living room and waking Pierce from his thoughts.

He raised his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

The time immersed in thought always passes quite quickly, and it is already midnight unconsciously, and the hand of the clock has just crossed 12 o'clock at night.

at this time...

Who will visit him?

Pierce put down the book with some doubt. He raised his cane and walked to the door of the room.

The responsible security personnel did not issue a warning, which means that the visitor should not be malicious and should be a person familiar with Pierce.

The old man approached the door and reached out to twist the door lock.

At the next moment, a person familiar with Pierce appeared in front of him under the light above the threshold.

Gideon Malik!

A dead person.

But now he stood in front of Pierce like a living man, with a weird smile on his face, scaring the old man back a few steps.

Pierce looked at the deceased in front of him. His face was full of consternation. The shock was so violent that the old heart of Pierce could not bear it.

To be honest, he experienced a lot of ups and downs in the past two days.

He clutched his heart in pain and fell to the ground.

In front of him, standing at the door, a strange smile flashed on Gideon Malik's face with a strange smile.

This guy took a step forward, supported Pierce with a heart attack, and then pointed his finger at his mouth.

A dark red current ran into Pierce's chest with his fingers, beating a few times on the sudden cardiac arrest, pulling Pierce back from the sudden death.

"Oops, by the standards of a conspirator, your body is really weak."

A weird, murmured laughter came out of Gideon Malik's mouth, and in Pierce's blank gaze, the guy's appearance changed rapidly.

Dark red skin, two perfect devil horns, black hair, black, cool beards, glowing eyes, a trench coat with a stand collar, and quirky robes.

The comer...

It's a devil.

And it was Merlin's "old friend."

"How can an aging body withstand a great ideal and those heavy conspiracies? Friends."

Mephisto waved his tail and closed the door.

The old devil picked up Pierce and kindly picked up the falling cane from the ground and put it into Pierce's hand.

"It was just a joke just now, don't care."

He straightened his body, waved his hand, and said to Pierce:

"Mr. Gideon Malik asked me to say hello to you so that you do not worry about him."

"Your old friend is living well in my hell, enjoying the fire bath three times a day, and taking care of his life with the cruelest soul demon, and occasionally experiencing thousands of happy hours..."

"He seems to be getting used to it recently, but he seems a little bit reluctant anyway."

The devil, who spoke another sneer, held his arms and looked at Pierce in front of him with his gaze.

It twitched its nose, as if it was sniffing a certain taste, it said:

"Another soul with a conspiracy atmosphere... It is a very pure soul, Gee, there is not much desire to invade, it is restrained, but it has great ambitions."

The old devil flicked his sharp fingers, and it showed a creepy smile to Pierce. It said:

"A soul like you is a sought-after in every hell."

"Maybe I should thank Merlin, the people around him are so unique... they are not ordinary people."

Pierce looked at the red-skinned devil in front of him. He looked at Mephisto's wagging tail, which had an inverted triangle at the top.

Well, this fits the image of the legendary devil.

As a mortal, Pierce should feel panic and fear at this moment, after all, a terrifying devil is right in front of his eyes.

But he didn't.

His soul was surprisingly calm at this moment.

Maybe the devil did some tricks, but Pierce did not have any fear in his heart. He thought about the matter in front of him calmly.

But before waiting for him to speak, the old devil in front of him was like a trick. He took a golden scroll from the back. With an exaggerated smile on his face, he said to Pierce:

"I feel a strong desire, you are planning something important, and you want everything to go smoothly... you have expectations, so I brought a response."

"You can think of me as Santa Claus who arrived early to fulfill people's inner wishes, and if you need it, I can even be like him..."

Mephisto reached out and snapped his fingers, and it quickly became the image of Santa Claus in a red dress, a red hat, and a big white beard.

He sternly waved his scroll to Pierce, saying:

"Come on, Alexander Pierce, the most powerful person in the world, sign a contract with Old Mephistopheles."

"Is the devil's contract?"

Pierce looked at the golden scroll that was shaking in front of him. He didn't reach out to pick it up. Even in the most funny stories, it was not a good idea to deal with the devil.

"Don't be misled by those stupid stories, Lord Pierce."

The great devil has changed back to his traditional image, and he softly persuades:

"Maybe the other demons are a bunch of conspiracy, but old Mephistopheles is not..."

"Old Mephistopheles has a reputation in this respect that will rule out the entire hell, and even in heaven you will not find someone who is more abiding than me."

"As long as the contract is signed, everything will be done according to the rules!"

The great devil said meaningfully:

"You, you will use the power of the old Mephistopheles to achieve everything you want, what a new order, what a perfect world, etc."

"And Old Mephistopheles can join your game because of this, and I will get everything I want."

Pierce blinked. He looked at the great devil. He said:

"Then what do you want?"

"Me... I want to be trivial."

Mephistopheles stretched out **** and made a gesture of twisting something. There was fire in his eyes, and he said to Pierce:

"Not long ago, a group of misbehaving children made me suffer a big loss. I thought about it and thought I couldn't swallow it."

"I want to give him back the original shame of failure! If I can, I want to invite him to be a guest in my hell, I will definitely prepare the best reception for him..."

Pierce pursed his lips. After a few seconds, he looked at the great devil. He said:

"Yes, Merlin?"

"Yes! You are so smart, friend!"

Mephistopheles patted Pierce's shoulder quite naturally, and said softly:

"So, we have a common topic to talk about now, right? The enemy of the enemy is a friend."

"And look, I'm here..."

"Don't invite me to sit in?"

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