Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Chapter 89 Half-Day Tour of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Until he was "kidnapped" by Roland and walked outside the door, Colson, who was completely stiff, was still a little unresponsive. He just answered a call, how could he be reduced to such a situation.

Beside him, Roland had a strange smile on his face and strode forward without any scruples with his hands behind his back. Colson felt inexplicably in a trance. He felt that he might be hallucinating. As long as he exerted his strength now, Banging your head against the wall will bring you back to the real world.

This feeling was so strong, so real, that his forehead turned a little red and gave him a burning pain.

"No, Colson, are you okay?"

Roland's slightly teasing voice came to his ears. This intensified Colson's sadness.

It's over, it's all true. Roland didn't disappear, and he really hit his head against the wall.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay... Oh, you are welcome to join my department temporarily. Let's first... um, going over there is a... mission... let me think about it, let me think about it..."

"You don't seem to be fine. You seem to be in a very bad mental state, otherwise..."

"Otherwise we'll do it another day..."

"Otherwise, let me treat you! I am a very good doctor! Best at..."

"Let's go to the department first to see if there are any newly assigned tasks. If there are no new tasks, we will patrol the previously tracked targets. Come with me."

Colson, who just spoke in a confused manner and whose phrases were broken into sentences, instantly became energetic and full of energy under Roland's magical therapy! He no longer stuttered, his head no longer hurt, and even his legs and feet were running smoothly. In one breath, he took Roland from the top floor where Fury was, up and down countless times, to his office, without even a second in between. Stopped.

This is the power of modern medicine!
"Wow, there are so many people! Hello everyone, I am your friend Roland, nice to meet you~!"

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., regardless of whether they are in the field or in government affairs, are uniformly distinguished by rank.

Except for Fury, the essentially semi-retired king of agents, and his good comrades, the former Frank and now the Punisher are called level ten agents, the highest level agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are only set up to level nine.

There is a ninth level, which is the highest level just below Fury. People at this level are candidates for the next directorship.

There are less than two hands of people at this level.

Coulson is an eighth-level agent, and he is also an eighth-level agent who handles both field and government affairs.

Therefore, he has a big office, a lot of subordinates, and has high authority to read secrets and temporary transfer authority.

So he was captured and put in charge of Roland's affairs.

All-round talents are not very good either and suffer.

……

Roland greeted everyone as soon as he walked in. Unsurprisingly, all the agents had cold faces, and they almost said "You are sick" directly.

When they need to disguise themselves outside, these people can be sunny and cheerful young boys, they can be melancholy women in bars, they can be academics who are unconventional, they can be vendors who can be seen everywhere...

But in SHIELD, they just have a cold face.

It's normal to be unhappy at work, but there's something wrong with being happy. If Roland is smiling and full of energy, he's seriously ill.

"Everyone, let me introduce you."

At this time, Coulson stepped forward, clapped his hands, and introduced everyone: "This is Mr. Roland. He is an external professional talent hired by SHIELD, and he is also a member of SHIELD..."

"Field agent."

"Yes, field agent."

Colson glanced at Roland before continuing: "He is here today just to visit our daily operations, so please try not to disturb him.

What I mean is: whatever he asks you, just say it. But you are not allowed to ask him questions.

Did I make it clear? "

"understand!"

"Ok."

After smiling politely at Roland, Colson excused himself to pick up a file, turned around and left.

Hey, Fury wants to dump the trouble on me. Are you the only one who has subordinates, Fury, and I, Coulson, don’t have any?
joke! Let those low-level agents play with Roland. This is already the case. How could things get any worse?

That time when Roland came and almost killed Fury, not many people saw him. After all, there were no low-level people on Fury's level. Those in the field were at least level four, and those in government were at least level six. level and above.

And for some special reason, Pierce and Fury, the two top bosses of S.H.I.E.L.D., both kept secrets about Roland and chose to hide the news of Roland's existence.

In a department like S.H.I.E.L.D., the extent to which a gag order is enforced is unimaginable to ordinary people. They would really treat this as a valuable secret and remain silent.

Therefore, Roland does have some people within SHIELD who know some information, but these people are very high-level and usually do not have much contact with the lower levels.

It was precisely because of this that Coulson dared to say those words with confidence. Because he knew that even if Roland asked those agents something, those people would only know a limited amount and couldn't ask anything. Even if they did, it would all be worthless information.

The reverse is also true. These people don't understand Roland. Even if others don't ask Roland to introduce himself, they won't believe those crazy words.

This is a perfect closed loop.

However, what Colson didn't expect was that as soon as he went out, Roland sat at his desk and asked him his only question.

"Which of you knows the password for this computer?"

…………

About half an hour later.

Coulson, who was leisurely drinking coffee by the window in the dining area, received another call.

It was a call from one of his subordinates.

After much hesitation, Coulson picked up the call. After all, he couldn't be as cruel as Fury. He was a kind person.

And his kindness saved his life.

"What did you say?!"

After an exclamation, Coulson didn't bother to apologize to the people around him, and ran out like the wind.

When he returned to his office out of breath, he opened the door and saw the helpless expressions on the faces of his subordinates, as well as Roland leaning against the window, holding scissors and helping him trim flowers and plants.

"We tried to stop him, but..."

"Huh...Okay, I understand, it's not your fault."

Taking a deep breath, Colson walked to Roland and smiled again: "Roland, you..."

"I didn't expect that you, an eighth-level agent, would be given ninth-level permission by Fury to see so many confidential documents!"

Colson's expression changed a little: "Did you use my authority to check internal information?"

"correct."

Roland said matter-of-factly: "I tried my own, but I didn't expect that Fury still kept my identity information, but I only have Level 2 field authority. Who can I use if I don't use yours..."

"Okay, okay, I understand, uh..."

Coulson felt the urge to hit the wall again.

"Well, it's too boring to stay here. Let's go out and do a mission and relax.

Do you have any field assignments-! ! Do you have! ! ! "

Colson turned around and shouted loudly.

"...Yes, but it's far away. I just received a message from a branch supervisor, saying..."

"Row!"

Without even having to listen, Coulson nodded directly: "Let's go! Let's go now! Hurry!"

(End of this chapter)