The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The next day, the atmosphere in SHIELD became a little weird. When Nick passed by in the corridor, four or five people were already faster than he could walk and hurried past him.

Nick looked left and right while holding the coffee cup and found that everyone had serious expressions. He stopped a female agent and asked her: Where are you going and why are you in such a hurry?

Director, good morning, I'm going to work. Some of the work of the Special Service Division was not completed last night, so I have to go early today.

Ah, okay, you go ahead.

Then, another male agent bumped into him. The agent paused and said, Oh, sorry, Director, I'm a little anxious. You know, I'm in a hurry to get to work...

Nick's eyes widened and he looked at him in surprise, but he couldn't say anything to stop him. He asked several people one after another, and all he got was this answer.

Damn it, aren't these low-level agents the best at fishing? In addition to going to the gym and tennis courts every day, they gather in the office to discuss when they can get a salary increase. Why are they suddenly working so hard?

While talking to himself, he walked to the door of the psychological consultation room. Nick stretched out his hand and knocked on the door. Schiller's voice came: Please come in.

As Nick walked in, he turned around to look at the people coming and going in the corridor. After he walked in, he closed the door, pointed outside and said, What's going on?

Schiller threw him a document, Nick glanced down and said: ...Safety plan? Transferring important personnel to Arkham Sanitarium?

Nick put down the document, glanced at Schiller, and asked him: Don't tell me that these agents work hard to prove that they are important...

Of course, as long as they can prove that they are irreplaceable in SHIELD, they will be on the security list, so that they can safely escape this purge. You know, Pierce and Garrett have both been dismounted. The preservation plan is the closest way to survival.”

Nick narrowed his eyes and seemed to see through Schiller's thoughts. Schiller spread his hands and said, Don't look at me like that. I am really dealing with Hydra selflessly.

Haha. Nick sneered back.

It didn't take long for many agents on the security list to arrive at Arkham Sanitarium.

In the past, although there were many places for nursing workers here, most of them were fake jobs just to make ends meet. There were very few real people, so there were very few people who could serve.

But now, with so many real nursing workers, it is of course possible to expand the number of patients.

The Immortality Factor has been marketed for such a long time, and the most important thing in New York is wealthy people who are interested in it. There are countless people who want to enter the nursing home. As soon as the available beds are announced, they are immediately filled.

When there are more patients, there is a shortage of nurses, so a group of the most hard-working and willing agents are added to the security list. But when there are more agents, there is a shortage of patients, so we have to add more patients, and then more nurses... …

After some operations of adding more noodles when there was too much water, and adding more water when there was too much noodles, Schiller successfully filled the sanatorium with people.

Moreover, the Hydra agents who can lurk into S.H.I.E.L.D. are all aware and capable. They know that there is a secret stronghold in the great purge, which is equivalent to a small boat in the storm and is important to preserve the strength of the organization. Resources, if they reveal a flaw, then everyone will finish it together, so they work very hard and try their best to pretend to be a real caregiver.

Of course, Schiller did this not so that the business of the sanatorium could prosper. The main reason was that his sense of justice prevented him from sitting back and watching the evil Hydra continue to harm S.H.I.E.L.D.

In the SHIELD base, Coulson and Grant hugged each other and said, I didn't expect you to be deployed so soon. Otherwise, I'll tell the personnel department not to let you go to such a desolate place. I don’t think that’s the case at all…”

Grant shook his head. He opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but in the end he didn't say it. He just turned around silently, but what Colson didn't see was that the moment he turned around, , he showed a very complicated expression, as if some of his beliefs were wavering.

Okay... Colson didn't force it. He walked up, put his arm around Grant's shoulders and said, I know you are a passionate person, but you are not good at words. If you have any difficulties in New Mexico, you must contact me in time. .”

Grant nodded perfunctorily. After Coulson sent him away, he muttered to himself in confusion: ...Are there too many agents dispatched recently? And they always go to those desolate places, like New Mexico. , Montana…”

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and said: Oh, Coulson, you must not let Director Fury hear you say this, otherwise he will question your professionalism again, and he must have some secrets. experiment……

After saying that, he no longer cared about it and left.

When Schiller saw Grant in Arkham Sanatorium, he reached out and handed him a piece of paper. Grant looked at the paper, which was densely written with words and a signature at the bottom, but Grant did not reach out to take it.

Schiller said to him: Everyone who comes here will receive the detailed rules of the security plan. Now is a special period. I have the right to deal with anyone who violates the rules. Don't think you are an exception, Mr. Ward.

Grant kept staring at Schiller, but couldn't find any flaws in him until he saw Schiller's signature on the code. His name was spelled Schiele.

That's not a common spelling in the United States, but comes from Germany and Austria.

Grant took a breath, took the piece of paper, and said, Will you keep all the agents here safe?

I will ensure the safety of all loyal people here.

Grant and Schiller stared at each other for dozens of seconds, until the atmosphere completely solidified, and Schiller said: I hope everyone here has something to do.

Grant stood up from the chair, took a few steps back, then turned around and left. After leaving the room, he squeezed the piece of paper with the rules and cursed in his mind: Damn NAZI...

The next day, Grant smelled a strong smell of blood as soon as he opened the door. He took two quick steps, walked through the corridor, looked down from the patio, and saw two corpses covered in blood.

Schiller was standing by the stairs. When he saw Grant, he put his hand on the banister and said, I was going to ask you to come over here, Mr. Ward.

Grant walked along the wall. He stared into Schiller's face and said, You killed them...

Schiller shook his head and said, What they did killed them.

Aren't you afraid that those patients will find out the clues?!

Have you not noticed that this place is much quieter than before? Schiller turned to look at the corridor and continued: The building of this nursing home has a long history, and the wiring is aging and needs urgent repairs, otherwise something may happen. There is a risk of fire, so the business needs to be temporarily closed for a period of time to rectify.

Grant walked across from Schiller, frowned and said, What on earth do you want to do? Turn this place into a concentration camp?

Then you'd better hope you're not a criminal, are you?

Schiller looked at him and said: I know that you are Garrett's adopted son. He trained you to become a Hydra agent and killer. You have twisted emotions towards him and want to avenge him.

You're not loyal to Hydra, just Garrett, right?

Schiller's very ordinary question made Grant feel a little depressed. He knew that if he gave an affirmative answer, he would definitely get the same result as the two corpses, or in other words, this scene of rivers of blood, It was meant to warn him.

He felt that he had really become a prisoner in a concentration camp, and that the warden was no different from those lunatics. Grant knew that he could only figure it out slowly.

So, he took a step forward, still with a straight face, but made the most common salute gesture among Hydra, and then said loudly: Long live Hydra!

Schiller stared at him for a while, and then said expressionlessly: ...Long live Hydra.

Grant and Garrett are both characters in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. If you are interested, you can check it out.

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