Chapter 804

"How's the mission going?"

"It can more or less be wrapped up."

Although Evenson had left early, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mission still had to continue. After all, Sorcerers bailing out ahead of schedule was practically commonplace. So Hill called Coulson again to ask about the mission's progress.

Coulson was alone in his office, giving Hill a mission report. But perhaps because the mission was about to bear fruit and he was in a great mood, his posture was remarkably casual.

He had unbuttoned his suit jacket and draped it loosely over himself, slouched in his chair with his feet casually propped on the desk. One hand held the phone as he spoke with Hill, while the other continuously tossed a green apple into the air.

"So, how far has the item-retrieval mission progressed?"

"Evenson has already set out. There should be results soon."

This seemingly casual exchange fully exposed one fact. Coulson, who was supposed to be carrying out a cover mission, had not been ignorant of the core mission at all. He had known about it in detail from the very beginning, merely pretending otherwise. And Hill seemed to know that as well.

"Then I'm relieved." Hill nodded on the other end of the line, but then asked in some confusion, "Honestly, I really don't understand. Since there was such a mission, why didn't you just say so openly from the start? Why go through all these twists and turns and have me assign it to Evenson separately?"

Hill was deeply puzzled. This item-retrieval mission had indeed been personally assigned by that special client, but Coulson had acted as the middleman. Furthermore, this hardworking model agent had, for the first time ever, tried to avoid a task. He had suggested that Hill assign the mission to Evenson alone and had specifically