Chapter 2161:

"Find Frank?" After hearing Skye's speech, Coulson's face suddenly collapsed, and a bitter smile immediately appeared difficult to restrain. "It's not that simple. I'm afraid that child now hates us."
"What you need to consider at this time should not be his personal emotions. You should even consider the safety of ordinary people. Don't forget that only you can help them at this time. If even you are doing nothing at this time If so, they can only wait to die! "
Skye, as always, has confidence in Coulson, but unfortunately, in the face of such a situation, even Coulson himself did not know where to get that confidence.
He is already powerless, because with their betrayal of past careers and the death of Nick Fury, even the people under their hands have shown a tendency to fall apart.
At this moment, he can be said to be a bare commander. Except for a few old subordinates, he has no other manpower to move. And expecting two or three kittens and puppies to solve this potential national crisis, this is a bit too high on him.
Of course, he was not prepared to let Skye know about these difficulties, because in his opinion, this was not something that Skye needed to worry about. Not to mention Skye's ability to provide the necessary help in this, whether she should appear in it or not is an issue that Coulson needs to consider.
Although he has always been a good person, this does not mean that Coulson does not have his own opinion. In his opinion, all that happened today is actually the bitter fruit of all of them after they blame themselves.
It was their compromise of capital that led to a complete breakdown with the Stark family. It is also because those stupid civilians randomly spread their grievances on them, so that those who are under the banner of restoration can be given an opportunity.
Everything is for a reason. In this series of causes and effects, everyone must pay for their mistakes. And the price is everything they are facing now, but they have turned a blind eye.
It can be imagined that when all this surfaced, it must be a landslide-like tsunami scene. But even then, what can they do? No one wants to hear them tell, and no one is willing to help them except Skye. Everyone, almost everyone, is so immersed in the illusion of Guotai and Min'an. And since they are so content with the status quo, it is naturally a matter of course to drown in the flood when it comes.
Coulson wasn't going to do more. He just wanted to do his part, to do everything to listen to his destiny. This can be said to be a disheartened expression. Indeed, with the death of Stark, the collapse of their career, and the fact that his old boss had brought them into a dead end, he was already confused about the way forward and completely lost his fighting spirit.
He didn't care that he accompanied the decaying government at the moment, because it was within the scope of what he thought was his own blame. He just didn't want Skye to get involved, and let this person who had never done anything wrong follow them to pay for it. So he shook his head decisively, and said to Skye.
"I understand, Skye. But this is not something you should care about. Your identity is not suitable to intervene in, Osborne should not be in this place. So leave the rest to me and I will fix it All this. "
"Phil, what are you going to do?"
Almost instinctively felt wrong, but in the end did not know what was wrong. Skye could only open his mouth and questioned him with a suspicious expression. In this regard, Coulson just shook his head.
"Trust me, I will handle it well. I have always been good at dealing with such problems, haven't I?"
He is good at dealing with such problems, and this past experience has indeed given Skye the wrong signal. She no longer pursues it, only if this is Coulson's own thoughts. And still uneasy, at this time, she could only say so to him.
"Okay, Coulson. But don't forget, I will support you as always. No matter what trouble you have, contact me as soon as possible?"
"Of course, I'm not a pedantic guy. Where there is a need for Osborne's help, naturally I wouldn't be so polite, Daisy. Thank you for your support, I should move on!
He unilaterally hung up the communication, and then fell into a sigh with a sigh, sitting on his office chair. The figures in front of them are a startling number. In the face of such an almost desperate answer, he really felt powerless.
Hundreds of thousands have suddenly increased the number of patients, although the possibility of flu is not ruled out. But according to the mathematical models designed by the two smartest brains under his hands, the true infected person is most likely close to the number of 17%.
Seventeen percent in just two days. It is impossible to imagine what kind of nightmare it would be when this virus that has evolved its incubation period really broke out. What even made him unable to imagine is that when faced with such a horrible situation, the top of the government is still obsessed with their game of power, and they still cannot find a way to deal with it, what will happen? A scene.
America's doomsday? It sounds like a great irony. In the aliens, the invasion of Hell, and the United States, which persisted in the face of the shadow of the destruction of the world, will be destroyed in its own hands. This is really the biggest irony to it, to everyone who has fought and worked for this country.
But even so, what can he do? At best, it is only when the country is destroyed that one more person is willing to bury it.
My heart had already made a choice for his own destiny. After Coulson hadtily signed a few documents already prepared, he had already stood up and walked to a floor mirror that looked very elegant.
Compared to that year, he looks old in the mirror. Whether it is the hairline that has receded to the edge of the Mediterranean Sea, or the deeper corners of the eyes, it has been proved how much he bears in these difficult years.
At some point, he could indeed claim to be proud, and he was ashamed.
At that time, he was involved in what he considered to be the greatest cause in the world, and this cause was completely commendable and even remembered by history. At that time, he could raise his head, face up to anyone with the greatest confidence, declare his name to others, and even tirelessly praise his career.
But now he can only straighten his body as much as possible, raise his head, and make himself look less timid and humble.
"This is really a wrong choice"
He muttered to himself, the bitter smile on his face seemed to have been engraved there. However, he still struck up his strength and reached out his palm, pressing firmly on the mirror surface of the floor-standing mirror.
A pupil scan followed by a palm print scan followed by contrast sound. After a series of complicated procedures, the entire mirror surface is completely renewed, and it looks like it has become a huge electronic screen.
Countless documents, materials and hidden secrets are hidden in it, and this is the back-up of all intelligence data from the time of the SHIELD to the present day.
Nick Fury, after all, was a habitually cunning rabbit. Even if it is said that he did not expect that he would be so killed in a foreign country, in the hands of a group of ancient people. However, he himself is guarding against those capital forces, and at the same time he wants to do everything to increase his authority in the restoration of the government, it is impossible not to make arrangements and preparations for his later events.
In the same way, it is because he has few people to trust in this situation. So, putting everything in Coulson's hands became his only choice.
His original idea was that if something happened that prevented him from returning, then Coulson, who has such a large amount of information and intelligence, would not be able to use it to eradicate dissidents, and thus take the lead of the restoration government . Well, at the very least, using this as a bargaining chip to get enough capital from those capital politicians, so that SHIELD reappears in another name, then it is also acceptable.
They need to keep a reserved place in the current government, not only because they need a place to gasp and lick wounds in the old age, but more so, they need such a place to cultivate their own Power to hope for resurgence in the future.
Compromising with capital has never been their wish. If it wasn't for the fact that the situation was too bad at that time, and almost everything was bad for them, they would never be able to compromise the capital forces. And even if they compromised, they were essentially unwilling to give up their efforts over the years.
For people like them, they clearly know what is right, but in the end they can only give up and be in harmony with the errors. This is undoubtedly an internal torture. Of course, they did not give up at that time because they felt there was hope. Just looking back now, would this be promising?
With a wry smile, he shook his head, and Coulson forced himself to stop thinking about it. He hesitated a moment later, and decisively issued instructions to delete the files in front of him.
Admittedly, this behavior is very wasteful. You know, this is the common result of several generations of American agents since the information age. Once upon a time, in order to obtain this information and intelligence, countless people instilled hard work and even paid the price of blood and life. And the value of this is huge, even if it is just a leak of one tenth out, it is enough to easily subvert a small country.
Coulson knew too much about the value, but because he knew the value, he was even more worried that these things would fall into the hands of those despicable guys, and then they would be used to splurge.
This is not impossible, on the contrary, it will almost become an inevitable fact. When the national power of the United States cannot guarantee the interests of these capitalists, they will take it for granted that they will betray their country to obtain greater benefits for themselves, just like the original Soviet Union.
He couldn't allow this to happen, but he couldn't stop it at all. Alone and alone, and already fallen into such a field, the only thing he can do is to destroy these treasures so that their long-term efforts will not be used by those people, even if it turns into flying Ash will never become a weapon to divide this country.
Of course, there may be a better way, but he is unwilling to think more. He's tired, the kind of heart strained. He just wanted to finish what he could do, and then quietly arrange a home for himself.
This was the only idea he had now, and it was also urged by this idea that he straightened his clothes and then made a noise in front of the mirror in front of him.
"Jarvis, I think I need to talk to you!"
No one responded for a long time, making him look like a fool. But he stood there straight, facing the mirror with his usual smile. And just after a long silence, Jarvis's voice came from the mirror.
"I don't understand, Mr. Coulson, how did you guess?"
"It's not a guess. It's just because I know Mr. Stark so well. Don't forget, he has the old problem of stealing information. As a product of his design, I can hardly believe that he didn't stay in this mirror. What to do next. Obviously easy to see, I was hit again, didn't I? "
"You have always been wise, Mr. Coulson." After a brief compliment, Jarvis said to Coulson in a plain and alienated tone. "So, I can simply ask, is there anything you want to do to me?"
"I need your help, Jarvis. I need you to book an appointment with Frank for me!"
There was another awkward silence, and after a little anxious waiting, Coulson heard Jarvis's taunting words.
"What makes you think that I would agree with your unreasonable request? Do you still think that we still have the same relationship as before?"
"No, of course I know. I don't want to forgive."
Coulson was naturally embarrassed to be asked such an acute question by an intelligent life. But he still had a hard time keeping his smile, and at the same time he replied to Jarvis.
"But you should know what it is for me to find him. It is not for me or the government of this country to think about it, but for those truly innocent people, billions of ordinary people. I Please, Jarvis, help me. This is my only request! "