The rising sun pierces the last darkness before dawn, and the golden light covers the earth.
DC District ushered in another good weather in early May.
Whether it was the street shootout yesterday or the sneaky plot at night, the social animals who should go to work still have to go to work today.
In the Tricurved Wing Building, employees of S.H.I.E.L.D. came one after another.
In the entrance hall covered by the glass ceiling, crowds poured in at once, passed through the security check channel, and entered the building.
Unlike ordinary office workers, many of these people are not in a good state of mind.
Some have gloomy faces, some have dark circles under their eyes, some are out of their minds, and some are looking left and right.
Nick Fury is dead, Captain America is wanted, and the bodies of Rumlow's action team were sent back to the S.H.I.E.L.D. morgue last night.
These people don't know all the news, but they know some of it, and the private communication between them was even more frequent last night.
No one knows what's going to happen next, including who started it all.
Pierce stood by the special passage in the hall, which was covered by a screen from the rest of the hall, and there were very few people entering and leaving.
Occasionally, one or two people would come in and greet him politely.
Pierce just nodded casually and dealt with it.
As for the complex look in these people's eyes, he didn't bother to think about it.
Whether the insight plan is successful or not has nothing to do with these small fish.
The remaining four members of the upcoming World Security Council are the focus.
If they are allowed to notice the abnormality, it may have an unknowable impact on the insight plan.
Pierce had no choice but to come in person and control these guys.
In that case, even if the five directors have a provisional vote and can take over all affairs of S.H.I.E.L.D. in an emergency, it is useless.
Only Pierce is left to call the shots, and he can control everything in S.H.I.E.L.D. within a short period of time.
Anyway, apart from these four directors, other people want to interfere with the actions of S.H.I.E.L.D., which requires complicated procedures.
That would take at least a few hours, or even a dozen hours.
Silently calculating, he finally waited for a group of people walking in the passage, and walked forward with a smile.
The three men and one woman who came were the other four members of the World Security Council.
The two sides got together, just a few simple greetings.
Pierce asked the security guard next to him to bring four silver brooches: "Biometric identification is used here, and the four of you have to wear this to move around at will."
The four directors didn't pay much attention, each took one and clamped it to his chest.
These four brooches are the highest-level temporary pass, which can be entered and exited in all places in the headquarters under normal circumstances.
Tens of thousands of people enter and leave the headquarters of various countries every day. It is impossible for people to be tested one by one. Only biological detection is used to monitor all areas 24 hours a day.
For those who come to work temporarily, it is too troublesome to register for biometric identification, so there are various temporary passes.
Anyone who has no authority and no temporary pass and is found by any monitoring system will trigger an alarm.
This is why Luke was reluctant to come in before.
With a little carelessness, this biological monitoring system all over SHIELD headquarters may record his genetic characteristics.
Before the Super Disguise Technique, no matter the deity or the avatar, the genes belonged to him, and he couldn't hide at all.
Next came a top-secret meeting, and the entourage of the four directors stayed in the lobby rest area.
The five of Pierce took the elevator and went straight to the dedicated floor of the World Security Council—that is, Pierce's personal office area.
Entering Pierce's office, there is a spacious living room, just a desk and four virtual projection seats opposite.
Usually, the four directors communicate with Pierce through the projection seats.
Today is also a rare time for them to come in person.
Because just yesterday, they agreed to launch the Insight Project, and they came here to do the final inspection before the launch.
While Pierce was talking with the four directors, Steve watched Maria Hill use the mechanical glove to open an extremely hidden secret door.
Then the two took turns to step forward, verified their identities, and the secret door opened.
Steve asked in a low voice, "Why didn't I know there was such a thing here?"
Hill: "I don't know either. The officer just told me last night."
When Steve heard it, he immediately understood: This is just the basic operation of the braised egg, not worth mentioning.
He was just worried that Hill often entered and exited through this kind of secret door, so this passage may not be safe.
It turned out that it was the backhand left by that hypochondriac braised egg again, so there was no problem.
After all, as a man who has "died" several times, Nick Fury's backhand is not so easy to be discovered.
What's more, Pierce has long listed the two as key suspects, and their authority in S.H.I.E.L.D. was revoked yesterday.
But after verifying their identities at this secret door just now, they regained their biometric permissions.
And this permission is the same as this secret door, no one knows it, it has the highest level, and it can enter any area without triggering an alarm.
Steve and Hill stared at the faces of passers-by attached to the nano armor, and swaggered into the communication room of the headquarters.
At this moment, Pierce was smiling and raised his glass to celebrate with the four directors.
The next five people will go to the basement to build the base and inspect the trial operation of the space carrier in person.
According to Pierce's instructions, this time the mothership is only activated, mainly to check whether the operating data is normal, and will not directly lift off.
At this moment, a sensual male voice sounded in the emergency channel of SHIELD headquarters: "Attention all SHIELD agents, I am Steve Rogers."
Pierce also heard the familiar male voice, and the smile on his face froze.
The emergency channel is dedicated to broadcasting news and can basically cover more than 90% of the headquarters area.
Unless you happen to be in some special place, everyone in the headquarters can hear it.
Steve didn't talk nonsense, and explained the events of the past two days concisely.
It is important to point out that Pierce is Hydra, he killed Nick Fury, planted it on Steve, and that Hydra has infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., let everyone be careful of suspicious people around them.
Listening to Steve's words, Luke shook his head and sighed in his heart: This guy's mouth is really a bit powerful.
The key is his status in S.H.I.E.L.D. and his achievements, which give his words great prestige and appeal.
It probably won't work if it's Luke.
A certain person has self-knowledge, what he is best at is making complaints and cold jokes, and he is very professional in using them to hurt people, so don't even think about things like turning the tables.
Therefore, it is still necessary to give full play to the advantages of strong hands-on ability, which is the "right way" of the road.
Just when Steve burst out the news and listened to the countless people in S.H.I.E.L.D., Luke, wearing a black combat uniform of the action team, entered the command room of the headquarters openly.
In the biometric system, he was now a bona fide Squad member, and a Hydra member as well.
Of course, the body of this action member was thrown into the No. 1 space last night, and he would never hit his face.
Along the way, Luke also activated the primary concealment from Night Devil John, making everyone around him subconsciously ignore him, the only person who was moving.
Then, he chose an inconspicuous corner, glanced across the central control room, and compared it with the half of Elena's painting.