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After thinking for a moment, Black Egg said in a deep voice: "Whether Carl is Hydra or not, it doesn't make much difference to us.

Agent Sharon, you can try to investigate the connection between Umbrella and Hydra, but even if you find something, you can't act rashly, understand?"

It means that you can investigate, but you can't alert the enemy.

Sharon Carter already understood what the director meant, "I understand, once the investigation finds something, I will report to you immediately."

Nick Fury waved his hand, indicating that the other party had nothing else to do and could leave.

Sharon Carter nodded slightly, with a hint of urgency, and quickly turned around and left the meeting room.

She couldn't wait to dig out Carl's dirty tricks to avenge the shame of being under house arrest for three months.

When Black Egg Nick Fury was the only one left in the meeting room.

In the silent conference room, Hei Lu Dan frowned and muttered to himself:

"If Umbrella is really supported by Hydra, with Hydra's unscrupulous character and nuclear weapons, it probably means..."

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The next day.

8:30 a.m. Eastern Time.

It was snowing in New York, with the temperature as low as minus 13℃, and snowflakes flying all over the sky fell on the busy city streets.

The whole metropolis seemed to come alive, and countless pedestrians wearing thick down jackets hurried to work.

The wealthy area of ​​Manhattan, the manor at 7 Brown Street.

Several servants were holding shovels to clear the snow in front of the manor gate.

Since Carl moved in, this Brown Street has often been visited by unidentified vehicles for a long time.

At this moment, there were 1234 Chevrolet Cyber ​​​​Class SUVs parked on the street road diagonally opposite the manor gate.

The windows of these vehicles were all covered with a one-way anti-peep film, and the inside of the car could not be seen from the outside.

At this moment, another Chevrolet slowly drove into Brown Street.

The Chevrolet made a "hissing" sound as it drove over the snowy ground, leaving two particularly conspicuous tire tracks.

The car drove to the side of the road and stopped next to the five Chevrolets parked on the roadside.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray jacket and a pair of suit pants got out.

The cold wind whistled past, and Coulson shrank his neck in the cold, quickened his pace, and walked to the side of the road next to a Chevrolet of the same model.

After seeing Coulson, the window of the Chevrolet parked on the roadside automatically lowered, revealing the puzzled face of Hawkeye Clint.

"Why are you here?"

"The director asked me to talk to the terrorist. He hasn't left the manor in the past two days, right?"

"The front and back doors of the manor are under surveillance. Drones are monitoring the sky 24 hours a day, and space detectors are also used to monitor underground.

Unless he can fly. Uh, I almost forgot, that guy can fly, it should be said that unless he can be invisible

Anyway, you can understand what I mean, right?"

Coulson nodded, then rubbed his frozen hands to warm them up, and said solemnly:

"Clint, can you promise me one thing?"

Hawkeye Clint was a little confused.

Coulson said with a look of fearlessness: "In case, I mean in case I can't come out alive, please give my suicide note to Audrey and tell her for me."

Hawkeye interrupted his long-time colleague and friend directly.

"You should keep these words to her. If you don't come out, I will rush in and kill Carl, that son of a bitch, to avenge you!"

Hearing Clint's statement, Coulson was moved and regretful. The consequences of this negotiation were unpredictable, and not being able to express his feelings to Audrey might become his lifelong regret.

After all, the main purpose of this visit was to threaten the other party. How could an ordinary person like me threaten a superpower?

Just think about it and you will know whether you can come out alive, I am afraid it depends on other people's mood.

"Hey" Coulson sighed and exhaled a breath of white air.

Now Coulson's mind was confused, and he even forgot to say goodbye to Hawkeye.

He only knew to obey his body instincts, take firm steps, and walk towards the gate of the manor step by step.

Hawkeye Clint looked at the bleak back of his friend Coulson, and his face became solemn.

Ten minutes later, in the luxurious bedroom on the second floor of the manor.

At this time when it was best to sleep in, Carl was awakened by the servant.

"The scumbags from SHIELD disturbed my sleep so early in the morning, damn it!" Carl cursed and turned over to get out of bed.

On the soft big bed, Wanda seemed to be awakened by Carl's movement. She opened her beautiful eyes in a daze and saw that Carl had got up early in the morning.

She stretched out her white and flawless jade hand to pull the bed quilt up and cover her pretty face. She didn't bother to care what Carl was going to do.

Wanda was a female knight last night, and now she was so sleepy that she just wanted to continue sleeping in.

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Carl, wearing pink bunny couple pajamas, just walked out of the bedroom and didn't even bother to change into formal clothes. Anyway, the person he was going to meet was not an important person.

He walked into the elevator with a belly full of resentment, intending to see which idiot disturbed his sleep so early in the morning.

The living room on the first floor of the main building of the manor.

Carl walked quickly into the living room. When he saw Coulson, the fake-smiling boy, his anger rose up.

He is very angry when he wakes up now!

"S.H.I.E.L.D. sent you here so early in the morning, hoping that I would die suddenly from lack of sleep?

If you don't give me a reasonable reason, believe it or not, I will not let you leave the gate of this manor!"

Coulson put away his smile and quickly took out the check, lest he be killed by the impatient Carl before he could explain his intentions.

"Mr. Carl, this is 1 billion US dollars! I came with sincerity, and I want to discuss cooperation with you on behalf of SHIELD."

Carl took the check, which was a JP Morgan Chase Bank check. He looked at the string of zeros on it and was a little surprised.

He had asked for 1 billion US dollars before, but he didn't expect SHIELD to really honor it.

That black-brined egg doesn't look like someone who is willing to suffer a loss.

It seems that SHIELD came to ask for help this time!

For the sake of the 1 billion US dollars, Carl is willing to patiently see what SHIELD is going to do.

Carl put on a very 'kind' smile, gently patted Coulson on the shoulder and said:

"Since you are very 'sufficient' in sincerity, tell me how you want to cooperate?"

Seeing that Carl's face changed instantly after receiving the money, Coulson wanted to punch this hypocritical bastard to death.

In his eyes, this billion US dollars is an insult to his idol Captain America.

Therefore, Coulson's face was very cold, and he decisively gave up his previous idea of ​​being more tactful, and directly told the black-salted egg's suppression strategy.

"Mr. Carl, you may not like what I am going to say next, but it is related to the life and death of Umbrella.

I need you to accept the control of SHIELD from today, including but not limited to personal freedom, etc.

If you don't agree?

Then SHIELD will take some measures that you don't want to see, such as suppressing Umbrella's arms business.

Believe me, SHIELD definitely has the strength to shut down an international arms company!"

Coulson wanted to tell Carl directly that SHIELD has already got hold of your handle, so you can do whatever you want!