Hearing Nick Fury's words, the man he had just mocked—someone Fury referred to as his "superior"—nearly exploded with rage.
What did he mean by "giving us a surprise"?Did he seriously think it counted as a "surprise" when Zhou Yi tied up all the spies and dumped them at the police station for reporters to swarm over?
And what was that comment about "paying more attention to your family" and "not being able to tell if a woman is acting"? Wasn't that basically saying:
"Be careful. Your wife may have done something behind your back."
If nobody had been holding him back, the man probably would have rushed forward and demanded a one-on-one fight with Fury.
"Director Fury, you may return to your own duties. We'll consider this mission as though it never happened."
The World Security Council hurriedly established the official stance on the incident. Having received approval, Nick Fury turned around and left the conference room without hesitation.
This wasn't the first time he had dealt with these people. Their astonishing stupidity was nothing new to him either. He already knew exactly how to respond and how to leave—it was second nature by now.
After Fury left, the enraged council member was still shouting furiously:
"Let go of me, Pierce! Let go! How dare he speak to me like that? I'm going to fight him one-on-one! I'll show him what I'm capable of!"
Faced with such an unbearable teammate, the man called Alexander Pierce almost wanted to pin him to the floor and beat some sense into him.
Nick Fury was not someone a politician who climbed upward through empty rhetoric could compare to.
Fury was a Level 10 agent—the legendary "King of Spies." The number of people he had killed could fill every room in that politician's house.
If nobody stopped him, the next time anyone tried to find him, they'd probably have to search the entire world like assembling a stamp collection.
Because without question, every piece of him would be scattered across the globe.
Still, despite his contempt for this pig-headed ally, Pierce continued calming him down patiently. That was politics: the people who understood how to behave properly were the ones who rose highest.
And that had always been the life philosophy of former S.H.I.E.L.D. director and current World Security Council chairman Alexander Goodwin Pierce.
After leaving the utterly pointless council meeting, Nick Fury returned directly from the Triskelion headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. to the Helicarrier.
Technically, this place was under Commander Maria Hill's authority. But because the Triskelion was packed with idiots, Fury preferred staying here instead.
Here he had capable assistants who could ease his burdens, as well as countless secrets that only he himself was allowed to know.
Most importantly, here he could completely ignore the idiotic orders issued by the council members.
Honestly, if the incident had not been exposed, he would never have known that behind Umbrella's super-soldier program, the military's experiments, and that lunatic anti-mutant extermination project… the World Security Council had been involved all along.
Sometimes Fury genuinely wondered whether they were the World Security Council or the World Security Destruction Council.
Regardless, Fury had already labeled them as useless teammates. If possible, S.H.I.E.L.D. should keep as much distance from them as it could.
Sooner or later, those idiots would drag everyone into the abyss.
But Fury also understood something clearly: S.H.I.E.L.D. could never truly separate itself from the council. Their relationship was hierarchical by nature.
S.H.I.E.L.D. was merely a tool of the council, and tools could never completely escape their masters.
So the only thing he could do was hide certain secrets within S.H.I.E.L.D.—secrets known only to himself.
Only secrets could guarantee safety. Of that, he was firmly convinced.
Returning to the familiar command platform, Fury immediately entered work mode.
"Has Coulson returned yet?"
"Director, Agent Phil Coulson just left for the research center. You already know what he recovered from the battle in New York, right?"
The pale-faced Maria Hill appeared before him. As always, she was efficient and direct like a machine.
"Of course I know what he found. A giant hand."
"Tell the center to send the report directly to me after they finish the analysis. And seal that hand away somewhere extremely secure."
Waving his hand, Fury settled the matter immediately before looking curiously at Hill.
"I remember you were sick. Why are you still here?"
"I feel much better now. It won't affect my work."
Hill answered cleanly, though her response gave Fury a strange expression.
In truth, every month around this time Hill took leave—her monthly cycle.
Only today did Fury realize that even an icy, iron-willed woman like Maria Hill handled it differently from ordinary women.
Should he praise her recovery ability? Or admire her pain tolerance?
Fury considered it internally before deciding it was wiser to ignore the topic altogether.
"You should actually be resting," he said finally, expressing concern for the assistant he treated almost like a daughter.
"Coulson can't handle the military people alone. Without me arranging things, he won't manage them."
Hill's face remained expressionless, but Fury knew that wasn't the real reason.
The reason she was here was because she was worried about someone involved in the superhero chaos in New York.
And that person definitely wasn't Coulson.
Coulson believed he hid things well, but he never realized that the person who understood Maria Hill best wasn't him—it was Nick Fury, the man who had watched her grow up like a father.
Fury knew exactly what she was thinking.
The only reason he had never pointed it out was because he hoped she would come to her senses on her own.
But now, it seemed impossible.
Maria Hill had already sunk too deep without even noticing it herself.
Fury wanted to advise her, but after remembering the news he had heard earlier that day, he decided it wasn't necessary.
Once that information returned, she would naturally give up.
So he chose instead to maintain his cold, authoritative image. He didn't want his subordinates seeing him as some kind of caring mother figure.
That would be terrible both for authority and internal management.
Switching topics back to work, Fury asked:
"Have we found out who leaked the super-soldier project?"
"At the moment, it appears to be a civilian organization."
Hill flipped through her files and delivered the intelligence department's conclusion.
"A civilian organization?"
Fury looked as though he had heard a joke.
"Since when can civilian organizations infiltrate Department of Defense systems and obtain classified information at this level?"
"If even civilian groups can do this, then what exactly is our intelligence department for?"
"Sometimes I really feel like other people's things are always better. Even their employees."
"They take such high salaries, yet they're useless."
"Otherwise why did outsiders have to expose Umbrella before we realized how many disgusting secrets they were hiding?"
Maria Hill wisely remained silent under Fury's criticism.
Truthfully, she shared his dissatisfaction toward the intelligence division.
If they couldn't even outperform a grassroots civilian organization, their value truly deserved questioning.
Meanwhile, the intelligence agents themselves were furious internally.
They were elite operatives gathered from every department, yet now they were being humiliated by what amounted to a bunch of nobodies.
Nobody could tolerate that.
"So tell me," Fury continued sarcastically, "my excellent intelligence personnel—have you at least discovered anything about this organization?"
After venting, Fury still gave them an opportunity.
He couldn't simply dismiss all of them. Without intelligence agents, S.H.I.E.L.D. would lose both its eyes and ears.
Fortunately, the agents reacted quickly once Fury provided them a way out.
One of them immediately answered:
"The organization is called 'Raging Tide.' We've already obtained partial identities and information regarding several of its leaders. Arrest operations can begin at any time."
"At least this time you haven't disappointed me again."
To the agents' relief, Fury finally stopped mocking them.
"Arrange surveillance on all of them. I want to know what information they still possess and exactly how they obtained it."
"And most importantly—don't alert them."
"Tell Coulson this mission is now under his command."
Hill frowned slightly.
"You've been assigning too many tasks to Coulson lately."
She understood that both she and Coulson were effectively Fury's right and left hands.
But constantly handing everything to Coulson would inevitably make certain people within S.H.I.E.L.D. suspicious.
Even spies fought fiercely for power—especially when competing for influence over an organization as powerful as S.H.I.E.L.D.
"That's because only you two are people I can truly trust."
Fury only spoke of trust.
What he did not say was the real reason: suspicion.
He had already noticed traces of something wrong within S.H.I.E.L.D. itself.
And because he had noticed it, he had become wary of many people.
If secrets could not remain hidden, then they would only lead to disaster.
He feared just how deeply infiltration had already spread—and how many people were secretly searching for his secrets.
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