Chapter 142 That Gentleman Will Remember Your Contribution
Slowly landing the fighter plane on the back deck of the Polaris, Coulson and others took the wreckage and transported it into the cabin with a forklift.
"Is this the wreckage from that plane?"
Captain Morgan reached out and touched the metal debris, and the cold texture made his fingertips tremble.
Coulson did not answer, but glanced at the many crew members present.
The investigation team's mission to find the US fighter jets is confidential, and Captain Morgan knows it.
But the other crew members didn't know. They only knew that Coulson and others came to the Arctic to find SHIELD's missing fighters and pilots.
Coulson and the others didn't say what kind of plane it was and who the pilot was, and they didn't even ask.
However, curiosity is inevitable, and everyone wants to see what it is. Is it worth SHIELD's efforts to search across the Arctic?
"Ahem! What are you looking at? There's no work left, right? You have to wait for me to scold you, right? Get out of here, get out of here!"
Captain Morgan roared, and when his captain spoke, the many onlookers immediately dispersed to do what they were doing.
"Mr. Captain, please provide us with a storage room. We will put this on your ship temporarily."
Knowing that it was difficult for Colson to speak, Leni took the first step to tell him.
"To express our gratitude, we will let the bureau continue to provide you and your crew with better and more abundant supplies and medicines."
Upon hearing this, Captain Morgan immediately beamed and laughed.
"If this is where it is, Coulson and I are old friends. What's the trouble? Isn't it just a storage room?"
The captain waved his hand and called out to Jason's crew members who were about to run away when they saw something was wrong.
"It's all trivial. I'll ask someone to arrange it right now! Jason! Go prepare a storage room for the guests! Hurry! Hurry!"
When Jason's name was called, he planned to sneak away. He secretly sighed in his heart that the captain, an inhumane man, would look for him whenever something happened.
I was obviously ready to grease my feet and run away, why couldn't I escape?
"Okay, my dear Mr. Captain~"
Jason agreed angrily, and then Jason hurriedly slipped out without waiting for Captain Morgan to kick him.
Fortunately, the storage room is not the rest room where the girls stay, and there are no requirements, as long as it is big enough to accommodate the piece of metal debris.
This obviously didn't trouble Jason, so he simply tidied up a utility room where they usually used to store sundries. The size was just right.
Fitz put the wreckage on a forklift and tied it up to ensure that the thing would not move back and forth due to the ups and downs of the ship, then closed the door of the utility room and left.
Looking at Fitz's leaving back, Jason, who was standing watching the show, looked back at the door of the utility room.
…
Captain's room——
"Captain, they put that piece of wreckage in and never touched it again."
Jason leaned close to his captain and whispered.
Captain Morgan frowned and put down the logbook he was still recording.
"In other words, they have determined that it is the wreckage of that plane?"
Jason nodded, "I guess so."
"In this case, we don't have much time left..."
Captain Morgan looked at the flight path displayed on the computer and silently determined a rough position in his mind.
"Then shall we..."
Glancing at Jason, Captain Morgan knew exactly what the boy was thinking.
"Don't worry, we don't need to do this kind of bad work, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the bureau."
"What do you mean?"
The captain touched his beard on his chin and thought for a moment.
"Let the Russians get involved!"
Jason's eyes lit up when he heard this. This was actually a good idea. They would just reap the benefits if trouble came to the east and people were killed.
But then Jason remembered something and reminded him softly:
"Captain, why don't you communicate this matter with that gentleman?"
Morgan's expression froze, and then he remembered that he hadn't informed the gentleman yet, and quickly waved Jason out.
Then he took out an encrypted satellite phone from the drawer, made sure that the hatch was closed and the communication signal was normal, and then dialed a certain number.
There was a mechanical sound from the phone, followed by a somewhat electronic male voice.
"Please confirm your identity."
"Atef Morgan"
"Please wait..."
After waiting for a while, there was no movement over there.
Most people might wonder if they made a mistake at this time, but Captain Morgan knew that this was just the other party verifying his identity.
Click!
There was another mechanical sound and the phone was hung up.
However, the captain was not anxious and continued to wait with the phone in hand.
Sure enough, before I could smoke a cigarette, the satellite phone rang.
"What's up?"
As soon as he picked it up, an old voice came from the other side.
"Hello, doctor, this is it..."
Morgan reported to the other party that the SHIELD investigation team had found metal debris recently, and hoped that the other party could contact Russia and send someone to stop them.
But after the other party listened to Morgan's account, he did not immediately give Morgan an answer.
"You said there was a girl in the investigation team named Leni? Leni Testarossa Stark?"
"Ah, yes, that seems to be the name."
Morgan was a little confused. What happened to that woman?
"Okay, I understand. This matter will be handled as you said. You should pay attention to the movements of these people at any time. If there is any situation, report it to me at any time. That gentleman will remember your contribution."
After leaving these words, the old man opposite called Doctor cut off the communication.
"Leni Testarossa..."
Morgan repeated the name repeatedly and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Isn't that girl just a security officer?
Or is it that he hasn't returned to the Bureau in the past two years, and what happened in the Bureau that he doesn't know about?
It seems that I need to inquire about this Leni.
Morgan hesitated for a moment and took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number of another old friend of his in SHIELD.
"Atef Morgan? Aren't you..."
If Leni were here, she would be able to tell who was on the other end of the phone.
"It's me. I'm in the North Pole right now. I'm calling you to ask if you know a woman named Leni Testarossa Stark?"
Hearing this name, the other party was also stunned, with a strange expression on his face.
"Yes, how do you know her?"
Captain Morgan frowned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
"She is currently on my ship. I want to know what she does?"
The person opposite was silent for a while after hearing this, and then replied after a long time:
"The new guy in the bureau is relatively well-known and has good marksmanship, but he's just a little crazy. What's wrong?"
Morgan's eyes narrowed slightly. This introduction was a little perfunctory. He always felt that something was fishy.
"You didn't lie to me, did you?"
The person opposite chuckled, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"Why am I lying to you? She is just a new agent with a certain reputation. Why, is she hindering your actions?"
Captain Morgan's tone paused and he replied nonchalantly:
"No, it's just a little strange..."