"Agent Coulson, I need you to go talk to Salomon Damonet." Through the Airbus communication system, SHIELD level seven agent Phil Coulson received this message while the plane was cruising. A call from your immediate boss. Just as he was about to say something, Maria Hill continued.
"This order comes from Director Fury." Maria Hill said in her usual calm tone, "It is not on the record. You will receive assistance from SHIELD's internal experts in the field of psychology. They will analyze the target's psychological state and Guide your conversations.”
"Can I ask why?" Agent Coulson didn't object. He knew that an order was an order, and since Nick Fury chose to let Maria Hill inform him, it meant that Nick Fury had more important things to do. And all he could do was obey orders.
"You will receive a confidential document later." Maria Hill operated the computer in front of her. This document included the recording of the conversation between Steve Rogers and Salomon and sent it to the terminal of the Airbus command system. The intelligence analyzed by the intelligence analyst through the dialogue and the analysis of Salomon's psychological state can only be opened with the authority of Agent Coulson. If Agent Coulson looked closely at the mental status report, he would see the names of the psychologists who were to assist him next.
There is no mention of Salomon’s sainthood in that document.
"That little brat is just like me. He doesn't want his identity as the Holy Son to be exposed. He didn't mention it to Rogers at all." Nick Fury's expression showed that he had already eaten Salomon, just like eating as much as he could from the bag. Like Ritos potato chips. He said to Agent Hill in a firm tone, "Salomon has been preaching science to me for a long time. He believes that science is the only development path for mankind, and magic is only the privilege of a few people. If he really published his The identity of the Holy Son means that he recognizes God, the legitimacy of religion, and the existence of magic. This is something he absolutely does not want to see. He is bargaining with me! Otherwise, he would not Lead me and let SHIELD report Asgardians as aliens instead of gods."
"Then what should we do?" Agent Hill asked, "Doesn't he want to get something through this identity that ordinary people can't get?"
"Limit the controversy to a minimum. Since he is unwilling to announce it, then we will not announce it. We will just pretend that this matter does not exist, otherwise in this world situation, we don't know how many people will die in the Middle East." Nick · Fury waved his hand, and then continued to lean on the high-back soft chair in the office, "He doesn't care about those things. Don't think too badly of him, he and I are the same kind of people, and I admire him very much."
The same kind of people? I have never seen a worse adjective, especially for someone in a non-violent institution. Agent Hill thought. Of course, if Nick Fury knew what his lieutenant was thinking, he would laugh until he couldn't breathe.
Nonviolent agency? Karma Taj is the ruler of the magical world, the executioner who kills all extradimensional creatures. The successor of such an organization is not a white rabbit. No one knows why Maria Hill still thinks Salomon is a "non-violent" civilian, when he has obviously participated in two battles against alien invasions. Perhaps because of his age, Salomon was too young, just like the students in SHIELD Academy.
"You should know that I have a mission, sir." Agent Coulson sighed. Salomon's movements greatly affected the progress of his work. "What happened in Havenworth Federal Prison is related to Centipede Warrior, and that mysterious clairvoyant." The seventh-level agent touched the top of his head. His hairline had been receding ever since he joined S.H.I.E.L.D., and since meeting Salomon, he felt like his hairline was receding at an accelerated rate.
He hopes he can maintain a good appearance before retiring. Agent Coulson said, "I don't have the time or energy to check on Salomon Damonette's status. I haven't opened that file yet, sir, you can take it back."
"You can take a look." Agent Maria Hill refused to take back the document. "You are one of the few S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who can be taken seriously by Salomon Damonet. Didn't you solve a ghost attack together before? A case? Maybe Salomon Damonet has information about the 'clairvoyant', the strange prophet, which sounds a lot like magic. Maybe the clairvoyant is a wizard. Salomon Damonet He has also shown prophecy abilities before, so he should be able to help you."
"Sounds reasonable." Agent Coulson nodded, "But I have already found Peterson, and I have clues. I don't think Salomon Damonet's help is needed at the moment."
"It's Salomon Damonette who needs your help, but it seems that his matters can be put aside for now." Agent Maria Hill thought of what Nick Fury said and what Steve Rogers gave. Feedback, she judged based on her own experience that Salomon would not cause any big trouble yet.
"After you catch the clairvoyant who can predict the future, meet Salomon as soon as possible."
"Is this permission from the direct office?"
"Yes."
"I remember that, sir."
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Athena was lying on her back on the sofa, with purple wine stains hanging on the side of the wine glass in her hand, and several empty wine bottles rolling under the sofa. This amount of wine is not enough to make a god drunk, but she just likes to see Salomon busy after she drinks.
It was some kind of family joke. Athena often gave Salomon a sweet kiss after he finished his work.
Perhaps due to cultural reasons, this Cretan goddess, like the witch, does not like to wear tight clothes at home. Her pure white nightgown has faded to her waist, and she is about to go. It fell down, but she had no intention of lifting it up. On the contrary, she didn't mind Salomon's gaze admiring her body. This was the cultural difference. She believed that her body was perfect, and her graceful muscles and plump breasts were her pride. There was nothing shameful about it.
Especially when it comes to Salomon, Athena always thinks that he should take a closer look at his body so that he can develop correct aesthetic concepts. "When men reach middle age, they will accumulate a lot of fat in their abdomen, while for women, it will be on their thighs and buttocks." She pointed to her abdominal muscles, her long blond hair falling lazily on her shoulders. Athena said in a drunken tone, "But you don't have to worry about this. You should feel lucky because you are not a mortal. Since you are not a mortal, then don't have the troubles of a mortal. Let's talk about it, the goddess of wisdom is I’m looking after you.”
"There's more than one trouble, but it's not a big problem." Salomon shook his head and continued to clean up the garbage on the floor with a broom. Root's escape was completely expected by him, but the network has been installed, it is free, the network speed is fast, and the new server array has started running, Salomon also fixed a low temperature spell to help the server Cool down.
It was impossible for that machine to put its executor in Salomon's hands, but another troublesome thing happened after ROOT ran away - Samn Xiao also disappeared. This has to mention another thing.
Recently, a guy called the Punisher appeared in the city. This guy hunts gang members in New York City, especially those Irish immigrants who formed criminal organizations. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Salomon, but Samn Xiao mentioned it when she was drinking with the witches. She said that Reese seemed to have gotten into trouble with this guy, and the two even made friends. hand.
She said that Reese was shot, but he did not complain. He knew that the people killed by the Punisher deserved their crimes, but Reese and Finch did not approve of the Punisher's methods. "I do admire that guy." Samn Xiao's eyes widened and he stared at the bottle in Salomon's hand. "At least I don't hate it. I quite like the straightforward methods of the Punisher. In the past, gangsters After the boss Elijah was imprisoned, the underground world of New York has never been so quiet. Every thug is worried that he will be visited by the punisher. Now, give me the bottle, this is what you promised!"
Salomon didn't know if Samn Shaw's disappearance was related to the Punisher, but there was something wrong with the Witch's best friend and he had to go check it out.
Only after this matter is resolved will he have time to go to the Middle East.
