The Death Knell

At this time, Fury, after a day of busy arrangements, returned to the Tri-Wing headquarters at night. He called Coulson, who had returned from Iraq, and handed him a stack of documents.

He also made it a point for Coulson to wear gloves before touching the folder.

"Help me send this information to the director's office."

"Uh, sir, there was a notice saying that the surveillance video on the director's floor was broken in the afternoon. The floor is now closed and no one is allowed in or out except the director." Coulson said very honestly.

"I know, but he has been pushing for this information for a long time, and he said that he would see it at first glance when he comes to work tomorrow, so you send it now." Fury didn't even raise his head as he worked hard behind the desk. The pen is written quickly.

"What is this?" Coulson looked at the folder in his hand curiously. The kraft paper envelope had the SHIELD eagle emblem painted on it and the words "Top Secret" written on it.

Fury raised his head and dropped the pen in his hand: "Top-secret information is limited to agents above level seven. Coulson, what level are you at?"

"...Level 2, sir." Coulson smiled and scratched his head.

"Yes, level 2 agent, so you can't know what this is." Fury launched his tactics and leaned back on the chair with a blank expression: "I asked you to help me run because I trust you. This will give me more time to complete another report that will be submitted to the United Nations tomorrow morning. Will you peek at the document in your hand?"

"No, sir! I swear!"

Coulson became serious. The commander's trust was good, and he finally put aside the matter of the prosthetic eye.

"Very good, don't take the elevator, go up the stairs. The password for the stairwell door lock is 34K7. The password for the director's office is seafood. The carpet under his desk is lifted. There is a secret safe. The password is 24 for left, 11 for right, and then Turn left on 77. Put this document in, bring back the other document inside, and put everything back to the way it was before. Don't let anyone notice you. Don't leave fingerprints or any evidence. Understand? Because the delivery agency Retrieving top-secret documents is an illegal operation."

Fury picked up the pen and lowered his head to write again, reciting various passwords as if reciting them.

Of course the new director changed the password after taking office, but everything in this building was designed by Howard, and all the locks have an 'administrator' password.

As an old friend from World War II, Howard naturally told Fury, who was in charge of security, the universal password. Although Fury has a black heart, he has a bottom line. He has never made any small moves behind Paige or Howard's backs against the two directors.

Because they are comrades... But this airborne one is not.

"Understood sir, I understand."

Coulson was relieved that Fury knew all the passwords, which meant that the director should have told him this and he had the authorization.

So he carefully took the document and went out. About five minutes later, he returned and handed Fury another top-secret document. He took off his gloves and wiped the sweat from his head, and said with a smile:

"Mission accomplished, sir. Seriously, it feels weird to be sneaking around like this in your own headquarters."

"We are agents, just get used to it." Fury opened his drawer, put away the files, took out the set of Captain America cards from it, and pushed it to Coulson from the table: "This is a reward for you, today Our conversation here never happened, you know?"

"This is it!" Coulson looked at Fury in surprise. He knew what it was when he saw the back of the card: "How do you know that I..."

"Don't ask why I know, because I am the king of agents." Fury saw through Coulson.

"This is Captain America's new card this year! It's a complete set! Oh my God! I've wanted to collect them all for a long time, but my salary can't afford those flash cards!" Coulson happily picked up the card Cheering, and after seeing the card, he was even more ecstatic: "There is actually the captain's signature. Is this true? Sir? Is this really the captain's signature?"

Fury smiled and didn't care about Coulson's rudeness: "Yes, this is a real signature. I saw it signed by Captain America."

"But this is a new card this year. He has been missing for a long time... Is he back? Can I see him? Sir?" Colson picked up a small pile of cards and covered them with his hands. Putting it on his heart: "I know this may not be the rule, but I am his fan."

"Work hard, do some things that are beneficial to mankind, and let Captain America trust you as much as he trusts his comrade me, and he will see you when the time comes."

Fury has made a big pie for young people, associating himself with Captain America, which means that his actions are endorsed by the idol of young people.

After sending Coulson and Sitwell to Iraq a few days ago, Fury took advantage of the two and grasped their weaknesses within a few days.

That is, Coulson is crazy about Captain America, and Sitwell is short of money.

Knowing psychological weaknesses is more beneficial than knowing other people's physical weaknesses. It seems that Coulson doesn't need Fury to say anything. Even if someone tortures Coulson in the future, he will never say a word about tonight.

Captain America and Fury support him, and nothing else matters.

"I understand, sir, thank you for the gift!" Colson smiled and put the cards into the chest pocket of his suit, covering them with his hands: "I will keep them well, my God, I am so happy."

Fury smiled like a zombie: "Dismissed, Agent, go home and rest."

"Thank you again, sir." Colson clutched his chest and left with a smile on his face.

Fury tilted his head and listened to the movement in the corridor, then stood up and took out the stolen document, locked the door, walked into the bathroom, took out an iron bucket and started burning the documents.

Within a few minutes, he was particularly dissatisfied as he watched the paper turn into black ash in the bucket. He poured the ash into the toilet, pressed the flush button, and then washed the bucket clean. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After walking out of the bathroom and putting on his fur coat, he set up traps in the office again before locking the door and leaving.

When he arrived at the underground parking lot, he started his bulletproof car. After rummaging around in the car for a long time and checking it, he picked up a secret mobile phone amidst the roar of the engine and dialed a number.

"Hello? If you don't want to die you better have a valid reason, because I'm already asleep."

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, Fury, and I need you to do me a favor, Black Widow."

"Oh? Then what can you give me? It's so late today, and it sounds like a private matter, so I don't want to go." Natasha replied in a sweet voice, while winking at the sisters around her. recording.

She made an appointment with Spider Web's sisters to exchange information.

"Mar-a-Lago Spa Card in Palm Coast, one year." Fury took out the chips. He still remembered Natasha saying she liked spa treatments last time.

"Is it the resort that President Roosevelt often went to?" Natasha's voice sounded a little more energetic.

"Every president of the United States and his family go there. I've been there with someone before. It's great." Fury described the beauty there without expression. If you see his face, you will definitely feel it. Less than anything nice.

Natasha was silent for a while, and then heard the sound of getting dressed: "It sounds like a big favor, but the deal is done, time and place, let's meet in person."

"In one hour, the Statue of Liberty will be on top." Fury hung up the phone, took a deep breath and drove away.

As long as Natasha is willing to help, some crime will definitely be pinned on the new director.

And Fury didn't really want Black Widow to assassinate Pym, he was just putting on a show that no one else knew about, such as firing two shots at the glass from a distance, or throwing a Molotov cocktail or something.

If there is anyone who can leave safely after performing in front of Captain America and Bucky's eyes without exposing himself, then the only person he can use is Black Widow.

Although the spa membership card made Fury's wallet bleed a lot, but for the greater plan, Fury did not hesitate.

The time now was two o'clock in the night, and the plan needed to be launched before dawn. Fury stepped on the accelerator and left quickly without rushing to keep the appointment. Instead, he walked around the city a few times to make sure no one was following him before he arrived carefully. We changed cars on the side of the road and headed to the agreed upon location.

But when he was changing cars, he suddenly felt a light in the sky. When he looked up, he saw two meteor-like objects falling in different directions, dragging long flame tails in the night sky and disappearing quickly.

Fury frowned, kept this in mind, and continued to do his own thing.