The Collection of The End

—Marvel, 2010—

"[Even the gangsters want to make this country a better place?]"

"【certainly.】"

click.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury picked up the remote and paused the recording, looking at Steve Rogers and Rachel Fisk, who seemed to be having a good time on the screen, hesitating, and finally revealed a Toothache expression.

Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Division (StrategicHomelandInterventionEnforcementandLogisticsDivision), because of the abbreviation S.H.I.E.L.D, shield, also known as S.H.I.E.L.D.

It is a military and intelligence agency that takes world security as its own mission. Although it is headquartered in New York, it is not inclined to a certain country. This can be seen from the nationalities of the two people who are talking.

"So, the meeting of Captain America with Jin Bing's daughter is what you call 'normal social interaction'?" He pressed the blindfold on his face, and with one eye, he came to his office to report for work. He was dressed in black leather. A female agent with red, wavy, and distinctly Russian descent.

"According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s spy code of conduct, it is true that Rachel Fisk's 'social alert level' is only 1, unlike her dad who is full of 10," Natasha Romanoff (Natasha Romanoff) leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and replied indifferently: "Of course, I personally very much hope that you can use your director's authority to write 'No Captain America to go out after 8 pm', so that I can Don't worry about dark circles."

"What kind of weird rating is that? Why haven't I heard of it?" Nick Fury frowned.

"It's a rating of 'the degree of influence after communicating with the target'," Natasha took out a book from her leather pocket and flipped two pages at random: "From level 0 to level 10, they are, The nameless traveler, the fallen leaves on the roadside, the grass on the water, the murmur of singing, the shadow of the moon on the ground, the running spring breeze, the wind and clouds in the sky, the swaying Venus, the joyful rain, the sun that contains it, the silence of awe."

"The daughter of the Godfather of the All-American Gangster is just a fallen leaf on the roadside? I think the standard of this rating is very questionable," Nick Fury snorted. "But my question is, why didn't I know this rating existed?"

"Because SHIELD agents don't have to worry about this. If he can be easily influenced by others through words, he can't become an agent. In addition, we have never taken care of a big boy who needs to worry about his mental development before," Natasha took a look Nick Fury's head: "By the way, your rating is 'The Sun of Inclusion'."

"..." Nick Fury touched his bald head: "So, who is following Steve today?"

"Agent Phil Coulson, Level 8," Natasha shrugged, "he was so happy when he heard that he was going to be a backup for Captain America, and spent half an hour picking three identical black suits. "

"…"

——

Hell's Kitchen.

"team leader!"

"Don't be so restrained, you can call me Steve."

"Captain Steve! It's not safe here, let's leave as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry, it's safe here, would you like to try the freshly baked little cake?"

"Okay, okay..."

Phil Coulson shoved the cupcakes into his mouth indiscriminately as he followed closely behind Captain America who strode ahead.

One of them was nervous, as if they were afraid at any time that a gangster would jump out of the street corner, and the other was relaxed, as if they could solve whatever difficulties they encountered.

If passers-by who don't know the truth see it, it may be difficult to tell which bodyguard they are.

"Captain Steve," after eating the small cake, Coulson seemed to finally remember the purpose of his coming to Steve, and then said, "If possible, can you change the night running route in the future?"

"Is that so," Steve replied noncommittally. "Is there a problem with the route environment? Is there a problem with the people living on this route? Or is it the real problem that specific people meet?"

"You know, Captain Steve," Coulson said as he took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, "You are a symbol of freedom and justice, you represent the spirit of America, and your deeds in war have inspired countless people. , is the greatest idol in the hearts of the American people, if you let everyone know that you are in contact with the gang..."

"You mean, by being a gang member, they're no longer the American people?" Steve replied.

"Of course...of course." Coulson blurted out and turned forcibly in the middle.

"I know what you're worrying about, Agent Coulson, but that's not necessary," Steve said unhurriedly, but firmly: "I was Captain America, I am Captain America, I will still be Captain America, I There will be no change in what I do: [When the people need me, I will answer their call].”

"Ah... um..."

Steve's declaration made Coulson's good draft completely useless, and now it's useless to tell the captain what Kim Bing has done, because the captain is in contact with Kim Bing's daughter, although there is a lot of information It was confirmed that Rachel Fisk had de facto control of the Fisk family and succeeded Kim as the Godfather of the All-American Gangster — or should I say Godmother? — But she herself has no record of breaking the law, and her identity is just the owner of a strange restaurant.

According to the records of the agents protecting Captain America, the underworld princess of oriental descent once said to Steve: "If this restaurant doesn't open, I'll have to go home and inherit hundreds of millions of dollars."

After rigorous logical analysis and reasoning, the SHIELD analysts confirmed the Fisk family's plan: they wanted to get on the big ship of Captain America and walk from behind the scenes to the front. This is not "whitewashing", but Use the "illegal" part as a bargaining chip for the "legal" part, and use this to gain a voice in American society and even a seat in Congress.

In fact, S.H.I.E.L.D. is very clear that those politicians who are sanctimonious have contacts with many big corporations and groups, and are even their spokespersons.

Once the Fisks get in, things get hilarious: when a competitor accuses them of an illegal hookup, they don't even have to deny it, pay the fine, send the person in charge to jail, and by the way, the competitor's hacker The material broke out together, and this can’t even be said to be a lose-lose, but that the competitor smashed to death on the Fisk family’s leg hair.

Smearing in the traditional sense is completely useless to the Fisk family, because they are black by nature, and the rhetorical declarations and plans on TV and radio are no different from mosquitoes humming to voters who are actually under the control of the Fisk gang. .

...that girl wouldn't want to run for president, would she?