Chapter 538 This Is Definitely Not My Style, It's Hers

Chapter 538 This is indeed not my style, it is hers...

"Hail hydra."

Following Mr. Pierce's instructions, Sitwell took care of Congressman Stern, and Sitwell watched the idiot leave with half his foot in the coffin.

Cursing a stupid pig in his heart, Sitwell looked at his right hand in disgust.

If it weren't for Mr. Pierce's request, he wouldn't have come here to entertain this stupid Congressman Stern.

The greasy smell on that guy's body made even a man feel sick when he saw him.

However, just as Sitwell was about to return to the restaurant and wash his hands in the bathroom, the cell phone in his arms suddenly rang.

Di Ling Ling~

When Sitwell saw this, he no longer cared about his fetish for cleanliness, and quickly took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID.

It turned out that the person who called was none other than Alexander Pierce, the member of the Security Council.

"I'll take a call and you guys go bring the car over."

Sitwell turned around and said something to the accompanying agent behind him to put him away, and then he picked up the phone with a flattering look on his face.

"Good afternoon, sir."

However, the voice on the other end of the phone was not Pierce, but a completely strange man.

"Agent Sitwell, how was lunch? I heard the crab cakes here are amazing."

Sitwell's mind was racing for a moment, but no matter how much he searched his memory, he couldn't find anyone who could match the voice.

"Who are you?"

"The handsome guy in sunglasses at your 10 o'clock position."

After hearing this, Sitwell turned his gaze to the street corner, and then saw a male black man wearing sunglasses holding a mobile phone and smiling maliciously at him.

At this moment, Sitwell, who saw the latter's appearance clearly, became less nervous and even had a slight smile on his lips.

"What do you want?"

Not understanding the meaning of the fleeting smile on Sitwell's face, Sam frowned, and then continued to act according to the original plan calmly.

"I want you to go to the second parking space on the corner on the right. There is a gray car there. Get in and let's go for a ride together."

"What if I don't?"

"It's okay to refuse, but your tie looks quite expensive and I don't want to ruin it."

As Sam finished speaking, Sitwell subconsciously looked down at his tie, only to find that there was an eye-catching red spot printed on it.

Red laser pointer!

Sitwell's eyes immediately widened when he saw this, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart, those two guys actually dared to threaten him with such a dangerous thing!

Quickly scanning all the possible locations where snipers might be hiding on the other side of the street, Sitwell had already accumulated hundreds of M**R F**K sentences in his heart at this moment.

However, no matter how reluctant he was at this moment, he could only follow the guy's instructions and walk towards the gray car honestly.

…

Going back two hours in time, S.H.I.E.L.D.—

Dong dong dong~

There was a sudden knock on the door of the director's office, and then Sharon walked in hurriedly.

"Leni, there was an attack on the military's Fort Meade. It is judged to be the work of Captain Rogers. Agent Romanoff is also here!"

"Huh? Fort Meade? What are they doing there?"

Leni, who was sitting behind the desk, was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then stood up and took the holographic tablet handed over by Sharon.

At this moment, a surveillance video from the time of the attack was displayed.

Although the attacker's face cannot be seen due to the camera's viewing angle, anyone can guess that this person is Captain America Steve based on his tall figure and the vibranium buckler with a five-pointed star on it. Jeff Rogers himself.

"Because of the Falcon, Falcon Sam Wilson's flight equipment is kept at Fort Meade."

Hearing Ryan's explanation in her mind, Leni raised her eyebrows and was about to say something.

As a result, the cell phone on the table that she had just put down suddenly started ringing.

The caller ID turned out to be General Ross, an old acquaintance.

Giving Sharon a look to silence her, Leni picked up the phone.

However, before she could speak first, the angry voice of General Ross came from the other end of the phone.

"What the hell are you Avengers doing! Those guys from the Air Force called me! What did they say about the Fort Meade base that Captain America attacked! Are you crazy?"

Leni suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she heard this, and couldn't help raising her hand to scratch her cheek.

"Ah, General Ross, I'm really sorry. I just got the news about Fort Meade, right? I was just thinking about asking. Please call me now..."

"Fart! Stop playing tricks on me here. What did Rogers do there? Don't you, the leader of the Avengers, know? Tell me! What's going on!"

General Ross didn't believe that Leni would not know about it. Now the entire United States knew that the leader of the Avengers was Leni Stark. Now that such a big thing had happened, wouldn't Leni know?

"Sigh... General Ross, you also know that Nick Fury was killed just now. SHIELD just got some information about the murderer, and Rogers led people to track down the murderer..."

Using the braised egg head matter as an excuse to chat, Leni waved her hand to Sharon to tell her to go ahead and get busy. Then she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and started to make nonsense to General Ross on the other end of the phone.

"Stop this! Chasing the murderer? Do you need ballistic missiles to chase the murderer? There was such a big commotion in New Jersey last night and it's not over yet? What the hell are you SHIELD and the Security Council doing!"

"Hey, we don't want to either. Last night, news suddenly came from Steve's side that the murderer of Fury had been found. He was in New Jersey, and according to his judgment, that guy was just a rumor. Even he had no chance of capturing the Winter Soldier alive, so we had to resort to cunning tactics."

What Leni said was both true and false. It was indeed the Winter Soldier who sniped and killed Fury, but the actual target of the ballistic missile bombing was Captain America himself.

"Winter Soldier?"

General Ross chanted the name again, and it took him a while to recall the legend about the name from his memory.

"Yes, it's the Winter Soldier. Steve said that the other party has a mechanical arm, and the bullets used are special bullets made by the former Soviet Union. This coincides with the murderer who killed Fury..."

Leni continued to draw General Ross's anger towards the Winter Soldier. It was a lie anyway, so she might as well just lie to the end.

What's more, the Winter Soldier already has enough debts, and it's not less than these one or two.

Therefore, putting the blame on him, Leni felt no guilt at all.

"Then do you just want me to explain it to those guys in the Air Force?"

The two argued for a while, and General Ross finally and tentatively agreed with Leni's statement.

But he is not someone to be dismissed easily. If it weren't for the old boys in the Air Force who couldn't contact Leni, he wouldn't have made this call.

What? Why didn't the Air Force contact Roddy, you ask?

The Rody people are still working as bodyguards for Mr. President and don’t know anything at all.

Ask him? Then you might as well ask General Ross!

No way, President Ellis has identified Rody since he encountered the previous Desperate Virus incident. He has never let Roddy leave him these days. He follows Roddy wherever he goes, for fear that something will happen again. The disaster of roasting suckling pig in public was tied up.

"I won't bother you anymore. I'll call the Air Force later and explain the matter clearly..."

Smiling and hanging up the phone, Leni sat down on the sofa in the office in frustration.

"Gan, this director's job is really not done by humans..."

After complaining, Leni pondered for a moment, edited a message and sent it.

…

Back in time, on the roof of a building in Washington, D.C., Sitwell was pushed out of the stairwell and stood on the rooftop.

"We really don't have to do this, Agent Romanoff..."

"That depends on your attitude, Sitwell."

With a pistol pressed against Sitwell's lower back, Natasha pushed him to the edge of the rooftop.

"Don't say that, we are on the same side..."

Sitwell held up his hands and walked ahead step by step, his eyes turning rapidly, racking his brains to find a way to get rid of these two people.

"Who's on your side, Pierce or Leni?"

Steve interrupted Sitwell and pulled him in front of him.

A pair of sharp eyes stared at Sitwell, making the latter's hair stand on end.

"this……"

Sitwell hesitated again, never expecting that when Steve saw his hesitation, he immediately handed over the arm that was holding his collar tightly.

As a result, half of Sitwell's body, which had been forced to the edge of the rooftop, was hanging outside the rooftop. Sitwell was so frightened that he quickly grabbed Steve's arm, fearing that the other party would let go and throw him down.

"Wait! Wait! If you have something to say, please say it! If you have something to say, please say it!"

Seeing that this guy was still sensible, Steve pulled him back a little, but he didn't mean to let go of his collar.

"Tell me, who do you serve? Why were you on the Lemuria Star that night?"

Sitwell cautiously glanced sideways at the ground dozens of meters above him, and couldn't help but secretly swallow.

"Don't be like this, Captain Rogers, you won't throw me out of here, right? This is not your style."

Hearing this, Steve narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded and let go of the hand holding the other person's collar.

"You're right, this is really not my style..."

Sitwell breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and was about to speak, but unexpectedly Steve had something else to say.

"It's hers."

As soon as the words fell, Natasha, who had been holding a gun next to Steve, suddenly stepped forward and kicked her!

Caught off guard, Sitwell was immediately kicked in the chest and flew out of the rooftop uncontrollably!

"Ahhhhh!"

A strong sense of weightlessness and falling instantly hit Sitwell's body, and then he plummeted toward the ground with a horrified roar.

At this moment, Sitwell truly felt what it means to be beyond the fear of death, and in his heart he regretted why he had said so many words just now.

However, the expected death did not come, and Sitwell felt a black shadow suddenly flash in front of his eyes.

Then he felt his body become lighter, and the momentum of his fall disappeared at this moment. Instead, he was replaced by a sudden pull from behind, and the roof of the building getting closer and closer above his head.

With a bang, the frightened Sitwell was thrown onto the rooftop. Sam closed the falcon flying wings behind him and landed steadily in front of the three of them.

"Shit! You don't have martial ethics!"

Having personally experienced what it was like to jump off a building, Sitwell almost cursed as he lay limply on the ground.

However, when Steve and the two saw this guy talking back, they immediately wanted to take this guy to play again.

When Sitwell saw that it was okay, he quickly admitted:

"Pierce! It's Alexander Pierce!"

Seeing this, Steve nodded with satisfaction and reached out to help the guy up from the ground.

"Very good, then answer my second question, why are you on that ship? Stop playing tricks. After all, I can't guarantee that my friend can catch you accurately every time."

Steve calmly smoothed the wrinkles on Sitwell's collar and continued to ask his question.

Sitwell swallowed and subconsciously glanced at Sam who was watching the show.

Then after noticing the flying device behind the other party, I felt even more discouraged.

What do you mean this is all about...

"I'm here. I'm supervising the smooth implementation of the Insight Plan for Mr. Pierce on the ship..."

Steve secretly thought that it was true, but then he couldn't help but wonder, what exactly is the Insight Plan?

"What exactly is the Insight Project? What does it have to do with Dr. Zola? What does Pierce want to do? Also, is Leni a Hydra?"

Several questions were raised in succession. Steve was eager to know the truth about the Insight Project. At the same time, he also wanted to know whether Leni was one of the many Nine Heads lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. One of the snakes.

"Dong, the insight plan is actually an algorithm program. It was written by Dr. Zola and is used to select the target of insight..."

"What goal?"

Steve frowned. These contents were indeed a bit out of line for him, an old man who had been frozen for nearly 70 years.

Even though I had crammed in a lot of knowledge about modern technology, I was still a little confused as to what algorithm program Sitwell was talking about.

Sitwell was hesitant when he saw this, but after noticing Steve's displeased expression, he immediately told everything.

"You, you, the Avengers, the Deputy Secretary of Defense, Doctor Strange, the two middle school students from Queens...anyone who will threaten Hydra will be the object of insight, whether now or in the future. …”

Steve and the two couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this, and for a moment they were not sure whether what this guy said was true or false.

However, the latter at least admitted one thing, that is, the whole thing was a conspiracy laid out by Hydra for many years.

"The future? How is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? People in the 21st century have no secrets at all. Data can measure everything about people.

Bank accounts, call records, shopping orders, and even test scores from childhood to adulthood, any information recorded on the Internet will become the data calculated by the Zola algorithm!

To understand their past and predict their future. "