Super God Marvel

"Is there anything else?" Ronan paused, quickly turned his head, and looked at Coulson with confusion.

"I think there's something I need to inform you about."

As he was speaking, Coulson suddenly looked at Nick Fury, stood up, walked to Ronan, and continued in a low voice: "Recently, several powerful and extremely dangerous unknown organizations have emerged in the United States. One of the organizations is actively recruiting well-known scientists in various fields, and since you are the most famous in the field of biotechnology, I think you are likely to be targeted by them."

"Similar to a terrorist organization" Ronan asked in a low voice.

Colson nodded, then quickly shook his head, and explained aloud: "We still don't know the nature of some organizations, but although their actions cannot be called terrorist organizations, there is already a trend. ”

"Only the organization that is recruiting scientists is relatively safe, and what we want you to do is, when they find you, show them the identity of our special adviser, and they will naturally understand what it means. .”

"Um"

Ronan seemed to smell an unusual meaning in Colson's words. He frowned slightly and asked uncertainly: "Did you get that potion from them?"

"Yes."

Coulson nodded hesitantly, and then quickly said: "These things are the maximum scope that the director allows me to disclose. You don't need to ask about other things, and even if you ask, no one will tell you."

"But what benefits can I get from helping you?"

"It just so happens that the bureau is planning to purchase large quantities of expensive wines during this period. Originally we were considering Chateau Latour, but now"

"Ok, I see."

Ronan quickly interrupted Coulson, nodded, glanced deeply at Nick Fury, who was chatting with Dr. Wilson not far away, and then turned and walked out of the laboratory door.

As soon as the sports car he drove left the control range of SHIELD, Ronan reached out and pressed a button on the side of the main driver and said softly:

"Zero, virtualized car window image."

"Okay, sir."

Zero's electronic sound sounded, and then the sports car window suddenly became blurry, and then suddenly turned into an ultra-thin display screen playing a video. Outside the car, only Ronan could be seen driving the car attentively.

"Switch to autopilot mode, and page Jazz, Blade, Prisoner, and Dr. Zimmerman for me through Skynet."

"Follow your orders, sir."

As soon as Zero's voice fell, four rays of light were scattered from a metal dot behind the steering wheel, and four virtual light curtains appeared in front of Ronan.

Ronan put down the steering wheel with both hands and leaned back on the car seat. The light screen gradually turned from blurry to clear, and the heads of four people, three men and one woman, appeared.

"Chief, why are you calling us urgently?" the four people asked in unison.

Ronan's eyes passed by one after another on the four virtual light screens, and then he stared at Jazz, and said in a deep voice: "I just came out of the Logistics Support Bureau, and they invited me to analyze the ingredients of that potion."

"Nick Fury is preparing to bypass us and directly create human enhancement potions."

Ronan nodded and replied: "Yes, but they are destined not to succeed, so when I told them that it could not be analyzed, they chose another strategy and prepared to let me show the logistics when you find me. The identity of the Special Advisor to the Security Bureau.”

"They are preparing to trade with us." Jazz looked a little unsure.

"No, they can't trust an organization that doesn't know its roots so easily, so"

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The only woman in the room, that is, Dr. Zimmerman, who was wearing a white sterile suit on the last side light curtain, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Chief, they are already doubting your identity."

"Yes."

Ronan nodded and responded in a deep voice: "The Logistics Support Bureau cannot compromise so easily. Although I have only met Jazz a few times, it is definitely not unusual for the Logistics Support Bureau's intelligence network to be able to detect it. "

Coulson's elegant gentleman appearance is extremely deceptive. This kind of person can easily make people relax their vigilance. It is precisely based on this that Nick Fury chose to let Coulson come to Luo Nan said what he just said.

But as a senior agent of a violent agency like the Logistics Support Bureau, how could Coulson only be what he saw on the surface, and Ronan was not that stupid to be easily deceived by his appearance.

"How are you going to deal with that?" Jazz asked.

"Except for the two of us and Blade, the identities of the prisoner and Dr. Zimmerman have never been revealed. It is inappropriate for me to use the identity of the prisoner, so, Dr. Zimmerman"

Just as he was talking, Ronan suddenly turned his head and looked at the virtual light curtain where Dr. Zimmerman was, and said, "Let's switch identities. You will participate in this meeting remotely."

Seeing Zimmerman nodding, Ronan glanced around at the others and continued: "In addition, the meeting schedule has been advanced. It is scheduled for seven o'clock the day after tomorrow at the Preparatory Area No. [-] in Queens, New York."

Just as Ronan finished speaking, the prisoner with a hood covering his head suddenly asked: "But isn't it true that our meeting at this time is playing into their hands, and we are being monitored by them?"

"Yes, I just want their surveillance."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Ronan's face, and he whispered: "It's what's hidden in the dark that makes people fearful. Once it surfaces, it's not so scary. What we have to do is to make them fearful." , but I won’t be too vigilant.”

"Okay, I'll be there on time the day after tomorrow."

Before Jazz and the others could ask again, Ronan had just finished speaking and whispered to Zero: "Cancel the virtual light curtain and the car window image."

"Okay, sir." As soon as Zero's voice sounded, the four virtual light curtains quickly retracted.

Immediately, the image played on the car window flashed away, revealing Ronan driving the car normally inside.

At this time, the vehicle driven by Ronan was about to leave Washington city.

At the same time, in a stealth fighter in the sky, a white man wearing a tight-fitting black uniform immediately put down the telescope in his hand and reached for the communicator on his waist.

"Sir, there is nothing abnormal while the target vehicle has left the city. Do you still need to keep an eye on it?"

"Not for now."

A familiar voice from Ronan came from the communicator, "You guys should withdraw first."

"Okay, sir."

After responding quickly, the man put the communicator back on his waist.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted to the pilot of the plane in front: "Okay, we can go back."

But just as he said this, he lightly touched the watch on his left wrist with an inadvertent movement.

In the car, Ronan, who was driving the vehicle, saw the watch on his left hand suddenly flash a few times.

The corners of Ronan's mouth raised slightly unconsciously, revealing an inexplicable smile, and murmured in a low voice: "Logistics Support Bureau, Nick Fury, Coulson"

After reciting these three nouns and names in a low voice, Ronan's expression quickly returned to normal, his eyes turned to the road in the distance, and he stretched out his foot and gently stepped on the accelerator.