"Mr. Freddy, sorry for dropping in unannounced." Coulson was polite, but his tone carried a hint of solemnity.
Accompanied by Victor, Coulson had once again come to Freddy's Fortune-Telling Shop.
They had not brought Yan Shuangying along this time.
Freddy's Fortune-Telling Shop had already been expanded into the Fortune-Telling Hall.
"Back again?" Freddy looked Coulson and Victor over without any surprise.
"What brings you to my shop this time?"
"Mr. Freddy, that building you mentioned last time, the one that could help ordinary people gain extraordinary abilities?" Coulson wasted no time getting to the point.
"Oh, that. I think I discussed it with that director of yours. Didn't we more or less agree?" Freddy said casually.
"Yes. We'd like to go in today," Coulson said firmly.
"Today? How many people?" Freddy put down what he had been working on.
"Seven."
"No problem. My double will take you inside. But are you really ready?" Freddy suddenly asked, without any context.
"Ready for what?" Coulson frowned.
"On the surface, I'm taking you to that building. In reality, I'll summon the building here, and then we'll go inside." Freddy explained with an odd smile.
"What!" Coulson immediately had a bad feeling.
Coulson exchanged a glance with Victor. "I need to consult my superior. Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Freddy, but please wait a moment."
Coulson was clearly a little angry, though it only showed faintly on his face, and he did not voice it.
Coulson quickly called Nick Fury on his communicator. "Director, here's the situation..."
On the other end, Nick Fury listened to the whole account with a frown. "Agree to it, Coulson."
"Sir... all right."
With that, Nick Fury hung up.
Nick Fury had keen political instincts and his own way of interpreting shifts in the situation.
On the surface, S.H.I.E.L.D.