Chapter 289 Lucky Agent Unlucky Director

"Agent Coulson, that's how you work? You're so bold as to provide us with a hypothetical answer. Do you think you're some top-selling novelist who can make up a seamless story that makes everyone Does everyone accept your idea?"

A member of the Security Council resident at S.H.I.E.L.D. angrily threw the report in front of Coulson and yelled at him without pretense.

For such a question, Coulson first raised his forehead, and then showed his signature smile. He said to the resident director.

"I don't understand what you mean, sir. You asked us to search for evidence. And this is the closest investigative evidence we can find. Is there something wrong with that? Or, sir. What's wrong with your order? Is there something we misunderstood?"

Coulson's words did more than quench the anger of the resident director. Instead, it added fuel to the fire, making him even more angry.

"Evidence, this is the closest to the truth that you said? The victim died of his own psychological fear, do you know how ridiculous this sentence is? This is the first time I have heard that someone will be killed because of their own fear. Scared to death, and still in the public eye, under the attention of countless people."

"If you want to find a reason, please make up a better reason. Don't you think it's funny to say such a stupid rant?"

"Stupid? Sir, please be blunt!" Coulson obviously had no intention of swallowing the sarcasm of the resident director. He didn't care about the face of this so-called superior at all, and he slapped his face mercilessly. "This survey result is the conclusion reached by more than a dozen medical, biological and psychological experts with doctoral degrees or above in S.H.I.E.L.D. They have provided a lot of evidence and their own professional opinions for this. If that's all ridiculous, I think? Then, sir, what do you think is rigorous and scientific? Or is it. Sir, do you think you are more authoritative than the dozen or so experts above?"

Coulson's words were well-founded, which directly caused the angry resident director to open his mouth. Not a word could be said.

He opened his mouth wide, and his chest kept making a whirring sound like a bellows. It wasn't until after a long while that he slammed the table. yelled at Coulson.

"How dare you talk to me like that!"

This is typical bureaucracy. When they can't suppress you in normal reason, they will use their own identity to force you to submit to him. Of course, the result of what he did was to make others look down on him even more. Even if he succumbed on the surface, he had definitely degraded him to the dust in his heart.

like now,

Although Coulson has closed his mouth, he will not stimulate the incompetent officer any more. But his eyes have clearly revealed the deep contempt for this guy who is completely a bum except for his words.

and. His look didn't mean anything to hide. It can even be clearly and completely in the sight of this resident director.

This made him even more furious than disobeying him and contradicting him in front of him. He gritted his teeth hard, and almost tremblingly pointed his finger at Coulson.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? How dare you look down on me?"

Hearing this, Coulson rolled his eyes. He was utterly desperate for this guy who got into politics by the election and was pushed all the way to this position. This guy is more than gold and jade. The straw bag in it. Just a complete idiot and rubbish.

You just saw this kind of look in other people's eyes, can't you just endure it? In your capacity, you can't embarrass him at any time. It is at this time that this issue should be brought to the fore. Are you satisfied that everyone can't get off the stage?

At this moment, Coulson was really defeated by the innocence and idiocy of this officer. He could only put on an innocent expression, in the name of peace of mind. said in a low voice.

"Sir, my eyes were a little uncomfortable just now. I think you must have read it wrong just now."

"Wrong. I've never missed it. My eyes. I see better than anyone else. Agent Coulson, you dare to despise your superiors. Such an important position in the Shield."

Almost grinning, the resident director gave such an order. And for such an order, Coulson was almost stunned.

He sensed that this guy must be crazy. You must know that he is an eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. The secrets in hand are not necessarily much less than that of the head of a country. And if you want to sit in his current position, you don't have more than ten years of experience working for S.H.I.E.L.D., so you don't even think about it.

How many level 8 agents does S.H.I.E.L.D. To be honest, even if you count those who have retired, I am afraid there is not necessarily the number of two hands. And it is such a cherished talent, you guy just casually said that he was going to be dismissed. This is simply to open SHIELD as if it were one's own home.

In any case, Coulson couldn't believe what he said, so he asked as if he was sure.

"Sir, are you sure you didn't say anything wrong?"

"What do you think? Agent Coulson? As a Security Council-appointed resident director of SHIELD, I have the right and duty to monitor and safeguard all errors within SHIELD. And you, Agent Coulson , I believe that you are incapable of staying in this position. And I have the right to dismiss you immediately here. This is my decision, what, do you have any comments?"

Hearing this, Coulson smiled. He said that he was going to take back the evaluation that this guy was a waste. Although he is an idiot, he does have some tricks in playing tricks. However, this is nothing but tossing himself to death.

Coulson, who has been made a little out of stage by such means, is also really angry. He smiled and took out his ID, and put it in front of the resident director.

"Look, sir. This is my ID, and I'll give it to you now."

Seeing Coulson's rare obedience, the resident director immediately showed a proud smile on his face. He held out his hand. Want to take Coulson's ID. But at this moment, a big black hand slammed his hand on the table.

"Who gave you the power. Dismissed from my staff?"

Nick Fury, who had an icy face, walked in at some point and stopped the absurd things that the resident director did.

"Director Fury? Why are you here?" I saw Nick Fury with an unusually ugly face. The resident director's face also became wonderful. He didn't expect Nick Fury to be here, let alone that he would stop himself at this time. This made him suddenly feel extremely embarrassed and difficult to do.

"If I'm not here, will I still watch you use your stupid means to cause huge losses to my S.H.I.E.L.D.? Answer me, what right do you have to point fingers at my subordinates?"

The resident director felt embarrassed and difficult to do. Isn't it Nick Fury? All along, he has been trying his best to confuse the Security Council. But he did not expect that the Security Council had become so arrogant that it thought of directly bypassing him and dismissing a special agent of high-level management.

It's like a small member of a board of directors. Pointing at the company's regional president to get him out of the way is as outrageous. He really wants to know now, who gave him so much courage to dare to do such a thing.

This is no longer a matter of simply reaching out, but a real and thorough interference in internal affairs. The problem is serious, and enough to make Nick Fury angry.

As for his anger, the resident director was not very afraid. They are people on two systems. Even in terms of status, they are equal. rather than subordinate. So, when he recovered from Chief Fury's initial snarl. He immediately made a face.

"Director Fury, the Security Council has given me the authority to oversee S.H.I.E.L.D. So I have the right to check what's going on within S.H.I.E.L.D. I think Agent Coulson is the problem, he's not suitable for what he's doing now. What, Do you have any opinion?"

"Of course, I have an opinion. Great opinion." Nick Fury scolded as soon as he slapped the table. "I don't think there's anything wrong with my subordinates. I don't think an idiot like you has the right to decide whether or not he goes."

"You... Director Fury. Be careful what you say. I represent the Security Council!"

For Nick Fury. Naturally, this guy can't put on the air of his boss. So he could only hold back his anger and warned Nick Fury word by word.

"You can't represent anyone!" Just when he finished saying this. A voice came from outside the door. This sentence made the resident director look up, and all of a sudden he saw Alexander Goodwin Pierce, who walked in step by step from the wide-open office door, with an equally unattractive face.

"You said you represented the Security Council, how did I not know you had the right to represent us all?"

Pierce strode in, and as soon as he came in, he questioned the resident director directly.

"Mr. Chairman, I..." Hearing Pierce's question, the resident director immediately paled.

After all, the Security Council is an organization made up of a group of politicians who wield enormous power. As an organization, they naturally have different statuses. A powerful and powerful person like Alexander Goodwin Pierce is naturally the top management inside. And like this resident director, in the final analysis, it is nothing but Pierce's little follower, little thug.

In front of outsiders, they can still bully the big in the name of the Security Council. But in front of a big man like Pierce, they could only shiver like a quail. This is, after all, a huge joke.

But he is real.

Pierce ignored the idiot who was shivering in front of him, and took Coulson's ID in person. Return him to Coulson's hands.

"This is the elite of S.H.I.E.L.D., his value is more important than a guy like you who only abuses his power. You have no right to dismiss him. But I have the right to dismiss you. From now on, you No longer a member of the Security Council."

The story has developed here, and it is already full of drama. However, the resident director did not feel that way at all. In his eyes, the world is already dark. The days of his arrogance were completely over. (To be continued ~^~)