Master of the Marvel Universe

"When did you get here?"

"We've been here for a little while. I think you were too absorbed to notice." Coulson turned his gaze to the virtual screen. "Children's educational books, a handbook for raising young ladies, teddy bears... Mr. Shen, is this your daughter?"

"Uh, no."

Shen He somewhat embarrassedly closed the shopping site.

After explaining Vellia and Shiki Ryougi's identities, he casually pulled out a napkin. As he wiped cake crumbs from Vellia's mouth and face, he asked Coulson, "S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't come knocking without a reason. Fury sent you here—what does he want to know? But I can't say too much. After all, the future isn't set in stone."

How did this girl get cake on her eyelashes?

"Actually, our director doesn't particularly believe in foreseeing the future. I came this time because there are some matters we'd like to ask Mr. Shen to help with." Coulson watched the warm scene before him with a smile. "There may be problems within S.H.I.E.L.D. We are severely short of trustworthy personnel, and recently, we found a lead concerning Hydra that we cannot ignore... Of course, we have prepared compensation as well."

"Compensation?" Shen He showed a bit of interest. "The price that can move me isn't low."

Coulson took a tablet from his briefcase and handed it to Shen He. On it was a photograph and information about an elderly Chinese man.

"This is a wealthy Chinese businessman living in Chinatown. He has no children of his own, only an adopted stepson. Recently, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness and does not have long to live. Therefore, he wishes to leave all his assets to his grandnephew in China. Mr. Shen, this was originally a concealed identity S.H.I.E.L.D. reserved for internal personnel, so you would need to be registered with S.H.I.E.L.D."

Coulson's meaning was already clear. As long as Shen He helped, he could take over those assets.

Shen He looked through the information. This was a businessman with quite a reputation in the Chinese community, with total assets of roughly three to four hundred million dollars.

What perfect timing.

Just when I was worrying about not having enough money to raise my daughter—ah, no, to support my Servants—S.H.I.E.L.D. sent over such a generous gift.

"Your director is certainly thoughtful." Shen He handed the tablet back. "Tell me, what kind of task is it?"

Can You Kill?

The matter Coulson spoke of was actually very simple.

After further investigation, they suspected that the weapons used by those gangs had most likely come directly from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s armory.

Some of the weapons in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s armory were independently developed by internal scientists, while others were purchased through military channels.

The purchased weapons had always been handled by Level Nine Agent Maria Hill.

"So you suspect that Agent Hill is Hydra?" Shen He finally understood.

"No, we would never suspect Agent Hill." Coulson shook his head. "We believe Agent Hill's subordinates may have been infiltrated, and the military may also be involved. That is why we cannot act rashly."

"I'm not very good at investigations..." Shen He fell silent for a moment.

From what he remembered, although many of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s upper ranks were Hydra, Agent Hill was not.

Furthermore, this matter was not part of the plot, which made him somewhat hesitant.

"We will assign another trustworthy agent to assist you." Coulson tried to ease Shen He's concerns. "And the task is not difficult. You only need to infiltrate the location we have identified and check whether there are weapons inside. If there are, destroy them as thoroughly as possible. I believe that would be very easy for you."

It really would be very easy.

Teleport in, look around, and teleport back out if anything seemed wrong.

With Saiki there, there were not many weapons that could threaten them.

"I need to think it over. If I make up my mind, I'll give you an answer by tomorrow." Shen He ultimately could not agree immediately.