The next day, Grant. Ward drove to Stan Industries as usual, punched his card, and entered his place of work.

Because of the relationship of specialization, Grant. Ward's position at Stan Industries is in the security sector, so his job is relatively quiet. After all, in a modern society, too many of the jobs that used to require a lot of manpower have been replaced and simplified by machines, and so is his work.

The monitoring probes in all corners of the group are his eyes, and the access control in each area also saves too much time in their department.

Of course, being relatively easy does not mean that their money is easy to earn, and several of the group's black technology products have stopped too much attention. The spies in the hands of various countries spread to the Stan Industries group as if they didn't want money, and many underground organizations continued to send people to infiltrate the group. Turned the entire Stan Industries Group into a place like the Tiger's Den in Longtan.

Not to mention anything else, just in the period of time he joined, he directly arrested two peers. Naturally, the spies wouldn't let him be caught obediently, and he almost capsized one of them, let alone the others.

Of course, the reason why he was injured was also because he was a little careless and wanted to expose himself too much. However, with a peek at the leopard, it is enough to see that this money is not simple.

I said hello to my colleague, and Grant. Ward went straight to work, ready to see if he could find a clue in the security department.

I remember that the goal of the mission was the special cargo that the group shipped out today, that is, the transportation time and route of the suitcase that Anthony and others brought into the underground laboratory yesterday, and then report the news to S.H.I.E.L.D. as received.

Although Grant. Ward didn't quite understand why the Hydra higher-ups had to go to great lengths to relay his news to S.H.I.E.L.D. for free, but a mission was a mission, and he just had to think about how to accomplish it.

After working for a moment, Grant. Ward looked at the time, said hello to the people around him, and got up to go to the bathroom.

Just as he walked outside the security director's office, he noticed that no one seemed to be paying attention to him, and was about to sneak into the security director's office, who had just gone out for a meeting, to see if he could use the other party's authority to find out what was coming. Suddenly, the internal phone on the table of several members of the security team rang, and among them was his phone. Then the colleague who was helping him to keep an eye next to him picked it up and turned to stop him.

"Ward, the director told you to go to Lab 3, right away," the colleague said.

"Got it," Grant said, in the face of the call of his current boss. Ward could only reluctantly give up this good opportunity, returned to his seat and got all the equipment, and trotted all the way to Lab 3 with the other few others who were also ordered.

After a check outside the laboratory door, several members of the security team were taken down into the laboratory one after another. At this time, the director of the environmental protection department was quietly waiting for them, and when he saw that several people had come in, he didn't talk nonsense, so he went straight to the point: "Today, the group has a batch of things to be transferred to the No. 0 Biochemical Research Institute, and they will leave in 45 minutes. ”

"No problem," said Grant. Ward and the others hurriedly responded.

"Hmm," the head of security nodded, and then continued, "Now go to the equipment department and get a set of power armor and pulse ray guns, and gather here in 15 minutes, okay, let's go get ready now." ”

"Yes," Grant. Ward agreed while thoughts flew to Grant. Ward wasn't surprised, as that in itself was in the scope of their work.

But having them take care of the security of the perimeter is worth considering, which means that their level of secrecy is simply not enough to transport this batch of things alone. And the most important thing is to let each of them get a set of power armor and the group's newly developed pulse ray gun, which means that what they are going to transport this time must be extraordinary, and they must be fully prepared.

Referring to shipping something extraordinary, to Grant. Ward's top agent's sense of smell quickly reminded him of the task given by the Hydra higher-ups yesterday, and Stan Industries had a shipment to take away today. So could it be that what he and others are going to escort on the periphery is the goal of his mission?

Right in Grant. Ward's thoughts were racing, and he was about to turn around and leave to go to the equipment department, when suddenly the group's chief military expert, who was also the target of the one-eyed director's attention, Dr. Fashion, surrounded by several of the group's top security personnel, staggered with himself and others, and entered Laboratory 3.

If that's the case, the most important thing is that Dr. Fashion's hand is the same box that Grant Ward saw in Anthony's hands yesterday!

Special Cargo ...... Shipped away today...... Grant. Ward's eyes couldn't help but flash a gleam.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Director One-Eyed was working on the papers in his hand, and just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Hill walked in and said that he had something to report.

"What's the matter?" The one-eyed director put down the document in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"There's a special piece of information from Ward through the emergency contact channel," Hill said lightly as he placed the document in his hand in front of the One-Eyed Director.

"Oh? Emergency contact channels? The one-eyed director couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, and then directly opened the document in front of him. At the first glance, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the one-eyed director, and after a while, the one-eyed director once again regained the face of the ancient well.

Closing the information in his hand, the One-Eyed Director turned to Hill and asked, "Hill, what do you see?" ”

"I think Grant. Agent Ward was right," Hill began to state her point, "We sent someone to infiltrate Biochemical Research Institute 0 when it was built. Although we don't have many people involved, we can analyze this isolated research institute through known information to isolate dangerous viruses and dangerous creatures.

Now that the No. 0 Biochemical Research Institute has been fully put into use, it is likely that Anthony will transfer some of his group's virus samples that are not easy to control, and some experiments that are prone to accidents, to this overseas experimental base across the country. ”

"Well," in fact, the one-eyed director also thought so, so he muttered for a moment and then ordered directly to the new leader who lived in the city of New York: "George, you can take a look at the information I sent you just now, and you can arrange some people to find a random terrorist organization and intercept this batch of things to be transported to overseas islands for me in their name." ”

"Understood, Director!"

On the other side, on the roof of the Stan Industries Building, Anthony and the others were smiling at Grant. Ward's every move, of course, also includes the small actions of him and a cleaning staff.

"Security needs to be strengthened, Bullock," Anthony said lightly, "Don't let our group be like a sieve, anything can get out." ”

"Understood," Bullock hurriedly replied, ready to fill the loophole when he returned, so that no one could find any trouble.

"Fashion, there's nothing wrong with your stuff, right?" Anthony asked as he turned his head to Dr. Fashion to the side.

"Don't worry, boss, I've already done live experiments, and I definitely didn't ask," Dr. Fashion lifted his glasses and said jokingly, "When the time comes, boss, you just wait to watch a good show." ”

"Good show, isn't it? Then I'll see. ”