Chapter 35 The Female Agent Under the Bed
Coulson didn't answer immediately this time.
He thought seriously for a few seconds: "I don't think there is any need to suppress Superman."
"What's the reason?" Nick Fury looked at Leon, who was unharmed in the sea of fire in the video, with an expressionless face.
"Although Superman only appeared once, and he was extremely tough in destroying the Eagle's military base and ordering them to withdraw."
Coulson explained according to his own understanding, "But he didn't hurt any innocent people in the process!"
"He has a very clear purpose, and he even takes the initiative to help the vulnerable groups who are being bullied."
"All the local people who came into contact with him had a very good impression of him and were filled with gratitude."
"So, comprehensively speaking, he is more like a benefactor, or a judge, who has relatively positive values and strictly acts accordingly."
"When faced with such people, if we suppress them, it will easily lead to strong resistance from them, creating huge conflicts and making the situation out of control."
Nick Fury nodded in approval. This was also the question he had been thinking about these days.
When facing a superman with a moral bottom line, showing goodwill is the best option.
But what Nick Fury hates most is this feeling of being out of control.
So even though I've figured out the best way to treat Superman.
But he still couldn't help wanting to defeat or subdue the other party and bring him completely under his control.
"What if, I mean, we are strong enough to defeat him easily? Do you have any other suggestions?"
Nick Fury felt that if Captain Marvel took action, he would be able to defeat this so-called Superman with ease.
Coulson fell into deep thought this time. He thought about it carefully and still shook his head: "I still think I shouldn't do it."
"Why?" Nick Fury frowned, and the flesh on his dark face was squeezed together.
"We still haven't figured out Superman's true abilities, Commissioner. If he's really like the Superman in the comics, he can become stronger by basking in the sun."
Coulson took a breath and said, "Once we attack, unless we kill the opponent, we will face an enemy that is getting stronger and whose future is unpredictable."
"You think so?"
Nick Fury stared at Superman on the screen, as if he wanted to get in and see what kind of person the other person was.
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"…I have to admit, you are quite right, Coulson."
"Okay, your mission this time is over. Next, you will coordinate the personnel and continue to keep an eye out for Superman. Once he shows up, try to contact and win him over."
Nick Fury finally spoke.
He put the pager back in the drawer and instructed Coulson.
"Also! Remember to control public opinion on the Internet! Don't let it be one-sided, and don't let too much negative information arouse Superman's malice!"
"Yes! Chief!" Coulson took the documents and tablet and left consciously without showing any dissatisfaction with being assigned tasks continuously.
Perhaps this is the legendary innate working holy body.
Nick Fury waited until Coulson closed the door and left before leaning back in his seat and turning to look out the window.
He pulled out a Superman comic from the side, flipped through it casually, and then threw it back.
"The world...is not peaceful anymore. We need to speed up the plan. As for the agents, there is only one female agent at level 7, Iron Knight. That's not enough..."
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"Di Di!"
Jarvis kindly reminds you that it is time to end another enjoyable sunbath.
Leon pressed the button in the spacecraft listlessly, opened the hatch, and then returned to Earth in boredom.
Recently, the speed of strength growth has been getting faster and faster.
When basking in the sun, every cell in the body feels like it is flying on a rocket, and the refreshing feeling makes Lyon unable to stop.
Unfortunately, experiments to test the body's upper limits require controlled variables.
Therefore, for the past month, the time he spent in space exposed to direct sunlight had to be fixed every day.
Otherwise, he felt that he could even live in the universe and never go back. Wherever there is sunshine, that is home.
It only takes a dozen seconds to get back to the mansion on the Los Angeles coast.
Leon pushed the door open and glanced at the time displayed on the electronic screen on the wall.
"It's only four in the afternoon. Tony probably won't be back until seven or eight."
"After I finish my strength test, I'd better have dinner by myself."
He talked to himself and arranged his next plan.
Then he went back to his room and prepared to change into casual home clothes.
But after two steps he stopped, his right foot still hanging in the air.
"Tony? You're back so early today?"
Leon's ears moved, and he seemed to have heard a second heartbeat in the room just now.
You have to know that he keeps his super hearing suppressed at all times, and normally he can only hear the sounds he wants to hear.
At this moment, the sound of heartbeat suddenly broke into his ears, which meant that the other person was very close to him.
It was so close that even with suppressed super hearing, one could clearly make out the slow and regular rise and fall of a strong heart.
After waiting for a few seconds, as expected, there was no response from Tony.
Although Tony usually didn't pay much attention to people when he was doing experiments, this time was a little different.
Because the heartbeat was right in Tony's room, but it didn't sound as weak as Tony's.
Lyon narrowed his eyes and did not ask Jarvis, but directly turned on the perspective.
The world quickly became transparent, and layers of barriers gradually disappeared.
Leon's perspective seemed to have transformed into a ghost, lurking into Tony's room, passing through the huge and soft warm bed, and saw -
"Natasha?" Leon looked strange, "Why is she here? And lurking under Tony's bed..."
Under Tony's three-meter-wide bed, at a foot less than thirty centimeters high, there was actually a woman with a beautiful figure hiding.
Her burgundy shoulder-length hair was wet and hanging on the ground, her eyes were closed, her hands were hanging at her sides, and she was breathing slowly, like a sleeping beauty.
But combined with the fact that she was lying on her back under the bed, it looked like there was a vegetable growing under Tony's bed.
Lyon was a little uneasy.
As soon as I got home, I saw the famous Black Widow hiding under my brother's bed. It was too suffocating.
Why not hide under his bed? That’s really enviable... No, that’s really disgusting!
Leon couldn't figure it out.
Even if Tony blew up his own truck and told the military and those in the political and business circles that he was Iron Man.
That wouldn't lead to SHIELD directly sending Natasha to hide under Tony's bed.
Is this a kidnapping, or is it about jumping into bed and fighting Tony in the dead of night?
Leon doesn't remember female SHIELD agents engaging in such low-level lurking.
"Jarvis, has anyone come to our house since I left today?" After thinking about it, Leon decided to ask Jarvis first.
“No, Master Leon, I blocked all the entrances after you left.”
