Chapter 292: Hackers
Coulson was led to the top floor by Harpy, in fact, he didn't need Harpy as a guide at all, Coulson, who had been here many times, was already familiar with the route upstairs,
It's just that Harpy, as an assistant, driver and bodyguard, still has a trace of principles and respect for the profession in his heart, and insists on leading Coulson up.
"Go in by yourself."
This insistence only lasted until the elevator reached the top floor, and Harpy beckoned Coulson as he stepped out of the elevator and went straight down.
Coulson didn't care much about this, and after tidying up his clothes, he walked inside, and soon saw a large chaise longue in front of a floor-to-ceiling window.
The recliner was facing away from him, and from the back he could only see one arm on the armrest, and there was a brick-red teacup on the armrest, the tea was hot, and wisps of white smoke slowly rose.
The rich aroma of tea spreads out, which seems to make the whole space quiet and distant, just separated by a glass and dozens of floors, but it is like a world.
The hustle and bustle and quiet shift made Coulson a little stunned, but his professionalism allowed him to quickly adjust his mentality, and said with a smile:
"Long time no see, how is Skye doing?"
The basic skill of an agent is the ability to analyze and grasp intelligence, and Coulson, as the only remaining high-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., naturally knows very well the targets that he needs to contact in his mission.
There's no way Tony drinks tea, he only drinks alcohol or all sorts of weird drinks, and Ryan, a long-time killer in the dark, has a habit of drinking tea in previous S.H.I.E.L.D. records.
"Ask her if it's appropriate as soon as you meet?"
Ryan turned around, and he didn't know what Tony's recliner was constructed of, and it could be adjusted freely almost everywhere so that the seat fit perfectly into the user's body.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. moves so fast?"
Ryan was a little surprised, although S.H.I.E.L.D. moved quickly, but it was not so fast that someone came over not long after a phone call could not be made.
"We're not calling it S.H.I.E.L.D. right now." Coulson walked over and moved his nose, "The leaves that have just been picked are not so fragrant, and only after several complicated processes can the fragrance in the tea be maximized."
It's the same with the organization, although the previous S.H.I.E.L.D. was large in scale and had a lot of resources, but its bloated size made it look like a bulky giant, and it would fall from time to time.
It is only after setbacks and failures that we know how to optimize ourselves, get rid of our own problems, and at the same time make me more efficient. β
"To put it bluntly, that is, the business scope is small?" Ryan ruthlessly exposed that he was not very sensitive to this kind of statement before, and every time he heard someone say a lot of things that seemed to make sense, he would blindly echo them.
It wasn't until he set up an organization of his own and began to fool the members of the group that he realized that this seemingly glorious remark was actually putting on an ideal cloak for the barren reality.
"Ahem...... Coulson coughed twice in embarrassment, and looked at him left and right: "Where's Tony?" β
"I'm studying the future in there."
The reason why Ryan is sitting here savoring life is actually because he can't participate in another world at all, and the technical terms in the mouths of those two people are simply more difficult to understand than alien words.
After all, in the Marvel world, all planets speak English, and there is no barrier to communication at all.
Coulson glanced in the direction of the lab, not choosing to bother Tony at such a time, "There were a lot of reporters down there. He sat down next to Ryan and said.
"Yes." Ryan raised the backrest a bit and went straight to the point, "Who do you think exposed my information?" β
"You think it's a hydra?" Coulson asked rhetorically.
"Or else?" Ryan tapped his finger on the armrest, "Who else is there besides them, your S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secrecy methods shouldn't be so unreliable, right?" β
"Although S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer there, the documents processed before are guaranteed to be untraceable by others." Coulson cupped his chin with one hand, thought for a moment, and then said:
"But Hydra has collapsed, and the first thing we do after rebuilding is to investigate the current situation of Hydra." He spread his palms, "Nothing, they are history." β
"Looks like you thought so decades ago." Ryan glanced at him, the Baron was still hiding outside to study the nature of humanity.
If it weren't for the fact that he knew that even if he killed the baron, he wouldn't have a buf, Ryan would have gone over to trouble the baron.
"This time we can guarantee it."
Coulson was confident, and this seemed to be the conclusion of their internal discussions, otherwise he wouldn't be the only one who came.
"You're the one over there?" Ryan asked suddenly.
Coulson's eyes became gloomy when he heard this, "There aren't many high-level agents of the original S.H.I.E.L.D. in the first place. β
Two went to the Avengers, two went to Ryan's organization, and now there are really not many people under Nick Fury who can really use it.
"What else is possible but Hydra?" Ryan avoided Coulson's gaze and brought the topic back to life.
"We think it's a group of sophisticated hackers." Coulson also became serious, "We are sure that your information will not be leaked from our side, but there is no guarantee that the previous Hydra has not backed up your information."
If the other party starts from Hydra's side, they have a high probability of obtaining your personal information, and the information that Hydra has collected over the years is not as small as that of S.H.I.E.L.D., so it makes sense that your and Banner's identities will be exposed. β
"Andβ" Coulson said, after a pause, glancing at the lights that were gradually turning on, "we don't even know about your presence here, but they were able to find out one step ahead,
And they also directly chose to send this information to the major news outlets. β
"What do they want to do?"
Coulson fell into deep thought, ignoring Ryan's reaction and instead began to talk to himself.
"It's nothing more than bringing in a bunch of media reporters, and even if we don't come, Tony's ability to deal with these things is simple, it's just that it needs to involve some of his energy.
"So ......"
Coulson raised his head and saw that Ryan happened to be looking at him too, and the two of them said in unison:
"So they're trying to pull Tony's energy?"
"Maybe I want to hold you back." Coulson added.