American comics: Becoming the god of technology from Osborn

Chapter 13: The New Village Chief Arrives Late

"You know S.H.I.E.L.D."

Poppy asked in disbelief, and the moment she blurted out the question, she realized that this was a disguised move.

But compared to the exposure of her identity, she was more concerned about how Harry knew about the existence of S.H.I.E.L.D. Even his father Norman only knew a little about them when he was alive. At most, he knew that there was such a mysterious organization, but he might not be able to call out the name of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"How did you hear about us?"

Poppy asked with a serious look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm interrogating you now. You don't have the right to ask questions."

Harry was too lazy to make up an excuse that seemed reasonable but needed constant patching to explain why he knew things he shouldn't know. If I knew it, I knew it. What did it matter to me how I knew it?

Besides, what's so great about being an agent of SHIELD? Why should she have to answer any question? She can imagine whatever she wants.

"I heard that SHIELD agents all have their own numbers and code names. Which agent are you?"

Harry asked casually.

"You even know this!"

In just a few words, Bobby, a veteran agent, was shocked twice.

It would be fine if Harry knew about S.H.I.E.L.D., after all, people in the upper class have many channels, so getting a name is acceptable. But he actually has a certain degree of understanding of the agent system within S.H.I.E.L.D., which is a big problem.

Her first thought was that someone inside SHIELD was leaking information.

"Yeah, I even know this..."

Harry's face turned cold. "So if you don't want everyone in the world to know these secrets, then watch your mouth and know what to say and what not to say. You don't need me to teach you."

At this point in time when SHIELD has not yet been exposed, it is surprisingly easy to control them, because "keeping it secret from the world" is the absolute priority of all their actions, and everything else has to come after it.

Friendly reminder: the prerequisite for controlling the situation is that your own strength and status must be strong enough, and you should not be afraid of SHIELD's shady assassination, otherwise you will easily get into trouble.

Sure enough, when Poppy heard Harry threaten to expose S.H.I.E.L.D., his expression suddenly changed.

"My real name is Barbara Morse, Agent 19 of S.H.I.E.L.D., codename Mockingbird."

Hearing her answer, Harry's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that this person was a celebrity.

Barbara Morse, the Mockingbird, is a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and is regarded by Nick Fury as an elite right-hand man.

She was once sent undercover as an agent inside Hydra and collected a lot of intelligence, but she was discovered by Hydra not long after and was forced to escape. She returned to S.H.I.E.L.D. and served as a field agent again. She also had a relationship with Hawkeye, and the two even got married later.

"Why did SHIELD send you to Osborn Corporation? For the formula of the Green Goblin Serum?"

Harry then asked.

"Why else would I come here? To investigate whether the Osborn Group has evaded taxes? That is not within the scope of SHIELD's business."

"We found out that the real identity of the super criminal Green Goblin who suddenly appeared not long ago is most likely Norman Osborn, so we decided to infiltrate the Osborn Group. One is to confirm how dangerous Norman is, and the other is to find the formula of the Green Goblin serum and destroy it."

"Destroy?" Harry showed a sneer on his face, "First copy and then destroy."

Mockingbird was speechless.

"I'm very curious. As far as I know, you have been sneaking into the Osborn Group as a secretary for almost a month. You should have many opportunities to find the Green Goblin Laboratory before I return to the company. But why did you take action until now?"

"Because of Donald Mencken." At this point, Mockingbird's face showed a hint of anger.

"After Norman passed away, Donald tried to occupy his office, but because he did not have the highest authority, he triggered the office's protection system. Even my access rights as the chairman's secretary were temporarily revoked. Only after you, who have the Osborne family genes, came back did my rights return."

"I see."

Harry nodded understandingly.

"This is all the information I know. If you want to ask anything else, I don't know."

Mockingbird slumped in her chair, feeling deflated, as if telling Harry all this had taken all the energy out of her.

"An agent is an agent after all. Even at this point, he still doesn't forget to act. There's one thing you didn't tell me."

Harry snorted and raised her hand to flash it in front of her. It was the hacking device Leo had given her.

"Who helped you make this thing? Don't tell me you made it yourself. No one with any brains would believe that."

"Yes, I have a partner, but he is not a field agent. He is only responsible for providing me with technical support. I have been in your hands for such a long time. If he has not been caught by you, he must have escaped."

Mockingbird nodded helplessly and said, "I didn't say that because I don't think this information is necessary for you."

"Not necessary? That's absolutely necessary."

Harry smiled mysteriously, "Because I am sure that someone will come to visit you soon, and I need to think carefully about how to 'entertain' these guests..."

After a few hours, night fell.

Most of the employees in Osborne Building clocked out one after another, and the ups and downs happening at the top seemed to have little to do with them.

In the chairman's office, Harry put on the Green Goblin armor and sat at the desk, waiting for someone to come.

dong dong!dong dong!
I don’t know how much time had passed, but there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Harry said so.

The office door was pushed open, and several cold-faced men in suits and sunglasses walked in. In front of them was a slightly plump middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle.

Just by looking at this physical feature, Harry knew who this person was.

The famous SHIELD Level 7 Agent and top hardworking Phil Coulson.

"Mr. Osborne, you look as if you knew we were coming."

Coulson walked forward and spoke with a smile in a very gentle manner.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Phil Coulson. I'm here to retrieve one of my colleagues. Some of her actions may have offended you. Believe me, these are all misunderstandings."

"Your colleagues have told me everything, Agent Coulson. I know who you are and what you are trying to do."

Harry got straight to the point.

"I have no grudge against you, but you want to steal my company's secrets. Now I have caught one of your spies who broke in illegally, and you are telling me this is a misunderstanding and want to take him away without paying any price?"

(End of this chapter)