Chapter 706: The benefits of having an organization, skilled money collection actions (1/2)

Chapter 706: The benefits of having an organization and skilled money collection actions

After watching Jessica and the three leave, Aaron casually picked up his phone and found Colson's number in the address book.

"Hey, Coulson?"

"Aaron?" Cole asked excitedly, "Have this month's orders been completed ahead of schedule?"

"What good things are you thinking about?" Aaron rolled his eyes angrily, "Pharming medicine also takes time, and SHIELD has a lot of orders. I almost counted the samples in the store."

"Who made your medicine work so well!" Colson said with a hint of relief in his voice, "If agents in the field are unlucky, they will get injured, and even lose arms and legs.

Your Boneslinger can regenerate bones, in a sense saving an agent's career.

There are also a considerable number of agents who will suffer psychological trauma during missions. Tranquilizers, palliatives, and euphorias are very helpful to them. Continuous use of them can help them get out of their psychological shadow.

As soon as these three drugs are delivered, SHIELD's psychiatrists will rush to grab them, and even the scientific research department will not be able to grab them.

Thanks to these drugs, 10% of agents with psychological problems were cured and returned to frontline positions from civilian jobs.

The most outrageous thing is the all-purpose potion, which can enhance vitality, remove toxins, and heal wounds. The success rate of field missions has been directly increased by 20%, and the casualty rate has also been reduced by 10%.

The importance of these drugs to SHIELD is self-evident, but they are a bit expensive. "

"I am very conscientious in not raising prices. Compared with surgery and hospitalization, my medicines are much more cost-effective.

Besides, the raw materials for those medicines are very expensive, plus labor costs, I also have to eat. "

"Uh... the R\u0026D department has tested it many times. Most of the raw materials for these drugs can be purchased on the market, and they are not expensive. Only a few of them..."

"The most expensive part is the very small part." Aaron said confidently.

Coulson was choked and speechless.

That is to say, the very small part of the R\u0026D department has never been able to figure out what Aaron said.

"If you are short of money, you can sell the formula to SHIELD." Coulson suggested, "One formula costs $100 million."

"Agent Coulson, do you think I'm stupid?" Aaron scolded angrily, "I still understand the principle of rare things being more valuable, and I know how to choose between a full meal and a full meal.

Don’t think I’m easy to deceive because I’m young, 100 million? What about sending beggars away?

If I sell it directly to Tony, he will pay ten times or even a hundred times the price. "

Colson smiled sheepishly and said, "As long as you are willing to sell, the price is negotiable."

"Put it down!" Aaron joked, "I'm afraid if I sell the formula, SHIELD will have a department selling special medicines.

Nick Fury would most likely sell these drugs to other government departments at ten times the price, to collect funds on the one hand, and to sell them favors on the other. "

"You really know the director well." Coulson sneered, "But the understanding is not comprehensive. It will be sold to other parts for sure, but the price will be relatively low. I estimate that three to five times is about the same.

However, he will also sell drugs to politicians. Rich and powerful executives also lack these drugs. Their friendship is more important to SHIELD than money.

No, it should be said that as important as money, Director Fury is actually quite dismissive of these people. "

“I should really consider raising the price.”

“What a shame, you already signed the contract.

But you can work harder and complete more orders. "

"That's a nice thought. I'm not a medicine seller."

"I think you should consider this suggestion carefully." Colson said seriously, "Because of the drugs you provided, the director has raised your licensing authority to level seven.

In less than half a year, he was promoted to one level, and he had not participated in any field service, and there were few in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

As long as you can ensure that the order is completed on time, you can even upgrade to another level within a year, which is considered unique. "

"Tch! Don't talk about how amazing the eighth-level agent is. I don't care."

Colson: ...

I am an eighth-level agent, and it really hurts my heart to say this.

"I want to say that the director still values ​​you very much."

"Haha! How funny.

Agent Coulson, if I'm not mistaken, you are well regarded by the Director.

But...the four words "the capable work hard" are most vividly reflected in you.

Others are getting promotions and salary increases, but what about you? Get promoted and work overtime? "

Hearing this, Coulson's mouth twitched slightly, wanting to refute, but was speechless.

If others don't know why his hairline is higher than others, can he still not know it?

A brick of S.H.I.E.L.D. can be moved wherever it is needed, and that's him.

"Stop talking about this, why did you call me?"

"I might kill someone in the next few days..."

"What?" Colson interrupted hurriedly, "You said killing? What kind of person?"

"Haha, I thought you would stop me immediately?"

"To be honest, you are calmer than anyone else and more disciplined than anyone else." Colson smiled. "I believe you will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. 80% of what can make you murderous is not a good thing."

"He really is a scumbag."

"But SHIELD generally doesn't care about this kind of thing, we have our own tasks.

Whether that person is a scumbag or not should be decided by the police or the FBI. The trial is also the job of the court, so there is no need for you to meddle. "

"I don't want to care, but the problem is that he is not an ordinary person."

"Now that you tell me, I'm interested. Can super powers commit crimes?"

"This man's name is Kilgrave, and his ability is to control the will of others at will.

As long as he speaks, others must act according to his will, even if it means committing suicide without hesitation. Aaron said in a solemn tone, "I wonder if SHIELD has any file records of this person." "

"It seems not." Coulson frowned, "Don't be surprised. SHIELD has the largest database in the world, but it doesn't mean that everything can be found. It's normal for some things to slip through the net."

"I'm not surprised." Aaron chuckled, "Kilgrave is a madman, but he is very sane.

He uses his ability to control others, which is nothing more than bullying men and dominating women and enjoying life.

There must be murders, but he will deal with the aftermath. Compared to those conspicuous guys, he is much more low-key. "

"Very cautious." Coulson commented, "He is afraid that his abilities will be exposed, which means that his abilities must have huge limitations."

"As expected of an elite agent!" Aaron smiled, "The time, number of people, and distance controlled are all his weaknesses. Some special people can also be immune to his control ability.

He knew who he could and couldn't mess with, so he got away with it for so long. "

"It seems like he messed with the wrong person this time, right?" Coulson said gloatingly. Controlling others sounds terrible, but as long as he knows his weaknesses, Kilgrave won't be a problem.

SHIELD's intelligence network can easily find him, and then send a random sniper to kill him with one shot from several kilometers away, and everything will be over.

"You called me because you wanted me to help you find him?"

"No, I can handle this myself.

What I'm worried about is the aftermath. After all, murder... I don't want to go to court, let alone go to jail. Aaron said sheepishly, "If the police come to find me, will my certificate as a level 7 SHIELD agent be useful?" "

Hearing this, Coulson couldn't help but laugh out loud, "It must be useful if it is useful. SHIELD has more power than the FBI. You have level seven permission, which is enough to talk to the police chief on an equal footing."

I can apply for a work report on your behalf, but this is not a formal action. You must bear all losses yourself. After all, your status in SHIELD is only as a consultant.

Try not to make things too big, otherwise the agents in the logistics department will be unhappy. Next time something like this happens, you'd better tell me in advance.

Under normal circumstances, when we go out to perform tasks, we use the identity of the FBI. There are not many people like you who work directly with the FBI. "

"I can't help it. Who made that guy hate me?" Aaron said helplessly, "But I think it's better for you to directly apply for an FBI ID for me, or at least give me a job or something."

"I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"Agent Coulson, I am currently developing a new drug. This drug is not included in the contract I signed."

"Okay! I will apply to the director, but it depends on your performance.

What I'm more curious about now is, how did you offend Kilgrave? "

"Does it count that I'm not under his control?"

Colson was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds of silence he said, "Why don't you come to the headquarters for a physical examination?"

"This... let's talk about it later!" Aaron laughed sarcastically and then hung up the phone.

What's the difference between going to the headquarters for a physical examination and rushing to be a guinea pig?

However, SHIELD's ID was more useful than he thought, and it could avoid a lot of trouble.

...

The next day, Delaney Theatre.

Aaron parked outside the theater on his motorcycle, and Jessica and Luke arrived a few minutes before him.

"Are you sure this is here?" Aaron asked suspiciously, "I think he should be in a private villa and have at least hundreds of bodyguards."

"Honestly, I'm not sure." Jessica said bluntly, "Kilgrave tested his abilities in this theater today.

Not surprisingly, his abilities have increased, but to what extent is unknown. "

"So...what are we doing here?"

"Check the surveillance. If you're lucky, you might be able to see the license plate number of the car he took when he left."

Aaron rolled his eyes, "Is it necessary to call me over?"

"I don't know if Kilgrave's current ability can control me. If he is inside, I have to add a layer of insurance to myself!"

"Haha!" Aaron clapped his hands, "You are so thoughtful, but you still missed a little bit.

If he was in there and had you and Luke under control, do you think I could beat you? "

"You don't have to fight." Luke took out a small bottle of transparent spray from his pocket and handed it to Aaron, "Just control us.

This is the only antidote, just in time to try the effect.

If it doesn't work, you shoot, shoot us. "

"What did you say?" Aaron looked at him in astonishment, "I may have been hallucinating, please tell me again."

"Shoot us," Jessica insisted, "knock us out of action, and then you kill Kilgrave.

Your bullets are very special, and only you can do this job. "

"Ah...okay! I reluctantly agreed."

"The door isn't closed yet." Luke looked at the neon lights flashing in the night, "Will you come back later?"

"No need, I've dealt with this scene many times." Jessica smiled, and then pushed open the locked theater door.

"A habitual gangster must be a habitual gangster." Aaron murmured.

"Thank you for the compliment, but this is nothing compared to your plans to kill people and find scapegoats."

The three of them entered the theater together, and the auditorium, which could accommodate hundreds of people, was empty.

The stage was rendered with purple lights, and the spotlights flickered from time to time, adding some visibility.

"Hey! We're closed, get out." A middle-aged man's voice came from the second floor.

"We are from the New York State Liquor Control Bureau, plainclothes." Jessica said, then took out her ID card from her pocket, let the other party take a look at it from a distance of several meters, and then put it away again.

In the dim environment, the other party could barely see Jessica's ID photo, but he didn't have much doubt. Firstly, Jessica was very calm, and secondly, there was nothing in this theater worthy of the police's visit.

"We have received reports of underage people drinking alcohol here."

"We will check everyone's ID at the door."

"Are those high school girls who were drinking Jagermeister at the front desk last night checked too?"

"You got the wrong information."

"Then you have nothing to hide," Luke said. "We need to see the tape of the performance."

"Do you want this store to be searched?" Jessica said meaningfully.

"Okay! Up the back stairs is my office."

The three of them looked at each other and followed each other to a small office.

"Nowadays, twenty-year-olds look like thirty-year-olds, and ten-year-olds look like twenty-year-olds." The middle-aged man said, taking out an envelope from the drawer and handing it to plainclothes policeman Jessica.

"Are ten-year-olds here too?" Luke asked.

"I'm just saying it."

"Impossible." Jessica skillfully opened the envelope, simply counted the cash inside and stuffed it into her pocket.

Seeing this, Aaron's face twitched unconsciously.

I am still too young, and the actions I do quietly are so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

"What? Don't tell me the price has increased."

"There's no price increase, but we still have to watch the video."

"I have more important things to be busy with." The boss said reluctantly. The police this time were a little unreasonable. They had to watch the surveillance even after collecting the money.

"But we didn't," Luke said, a hint of warning in his voice.

The boss looked at Luke's well-developed muscles and was silent for a while. Then he turned around and turned on the computer, but the surveillance video was blank.

"What's going on?" The boss said a little confused, "Not to mention the video, even the audio file is gone."

"It's all been deleted," Jessica turned to Luke and Aaron and said.

"It really wasn't me. All the cameras are still working."