"Not entirely, but there's no particularly complicated reason either." Nick Fury was perfectly frank. He pointed at the completely empty table and asked, "Could I have a cup of coffee?"
Duncan gave him a smug, obnoxious grin. "No."
"..."
Nick Fury stared at the grinning Duncan with his one good eye and fell silent for a moment. "All right... Anyone would be curious about another world, just as cats are always curious about things they don't understand."
He'd spent the time since then recovering from his injuries and dealing with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mess. Although he knew a fair amount about Duncan, the visitor from another world, after assessing the risks, he'd decided the matter could wait a little longer.
Compared to a harmless visitor from another world, Hydra-S.H.I.E.L.D. had truly stabbed Nick Fury through the heart, leaving him paranoid.
As S.H.I.E.L.D.'s last director, he knew how much the organization had kept hidden. Anything the public wasn't supposed to know about was recorded in paper files.
For a while, Nick Fury had been constantly on the move, traveling between S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret bases and research facilities around the world. He took everything of value that could be carried and destroyed what couldn't.
After nearly a year of dealing with it, Nick Fury had finally been able to relax. At last, he had time to meet and talk with Duncan, who flickered like an old lightbulb.
He knew all too well that Hydra couldn't be eradicated. He also knew that most of the world's leaders couldn't be trusted.
So he was extremely interested in the wealth of the other world behind Duncan. According to Agent Hill's brief description, the other world wasn't beset by as many disasters as Marvel's. If possible, he wanted to turn the Resident Evil world into a rear base.
But