Chapter 143: 11th Day Since Lainie's Absence, I Miss Her

Sitwell hung up the phone with a mocking expression on his face and snorted softly.

"You're just a pawn, how dare you talk to me like that."

Just now, Sitwell, who had just finished paying the bill at the Chinese restaurant recommended by Leni, suddenly received an encrypted message.

After Sitwell's decryption, the translated message turned out to be:

"Don't reveal Leni Stark's identity to Atef Morgan."

Sitwell was a little surprised. This sentence revealed too much information, and he was confused for a moment.

Wasn't that guy Atef Morgan sent by the higher authorities to search for that adult's whereabouts?

It is said that he has been operating in the Arctic Circle for the past two years. How could he be related to that girl Leni?

Or...Colson and his team's field mission this time is to go to the North Pole?

Doesn't this mean...

Before Sitwell could figure out the key, the cell phone in his arms rang. When he took it out, he saw that it was Atef Morgan.

Sitwell's pupils shrank slightly, and he strengthened his guess, which led to the previous part of the conversation.

Through simple communication, Sitwell had already guessed everything.

What makes Coulson so interested in her is that she needs to take Leni with her on a mission to the North Pole.

I'm afraid it can only be SHIELD's Snowman plan to find Captain America.

It's just that Sitwell doesn't think that the restarted Snowman Project will be successful this time. It is estimated that the result will be the same as last year, with no success.

If I think about it, Leni will just provide some convenience. She is not a clairvoyant and can see the plane through the vast sea.

With just one of their planes, trying to find Captain America in the vast Arctic Ocean would be like finding a needle in a haystack, right?

And to take a step back, even if they find the fighter plane, what will happen?

In the end, it will not be turned into something owned by the superiors.

What belongs to Hydra will eventually belong to Hydra.

As for this Atef Morgan?

Who cares?

What does it have to do with us whether he dies or not?

He said he said he was Hydra, so that was Hydra?

Chess pieces are chess pieces after all, and they can never jump out of the chessboard.

Thinking of this, Sitwell's face rose again with a hint of ridicule, and then he put away his phone.

"Let's go back to the bureau. I have to work overtime again today. Ah~ It's so uncomfortable~ I've already started to miss Leni. Without the alchemy potions she provided for free, working overtime will be too hard!"

Stretching, Sitwell sighed.

"On the 11th day of Leni's absence, I miss her~"

…

Listening to the busy tone coming from the other end of the phone, Colonel Atef Morgan looked a little gloomy.

Of course he could hear the sarcasm in Sitwell's mouth, and he could even imagine the guy's expression laughing at him.

Isn't it just because he is a popular person around that gentleman? What's so great about it!

He is obviously the same generation as him, so why can he get away with both Nick Fury and that gentleman!

Is it because I joined Hydra later than you Sitwell?

Colonel Morgan was very aggrieved. He had nowhere to vent his jealousy and resentment, so he had no choice but to vent his anger on the sandbags in the captain's room.

He is obviously equally good, equally skilled in both civil and military skills, so why can Sitwell dominate the bureau?

But I have to stay in this barren Arctic Circle for several years!

Why should he?

Atef Morgan's inner depression became deeper and deeper, and his dissatisfaction with Hydra became more and more obvious.

"captain?"

Jason's confused voice came from outside the door.

"It's okay! I'll practice boxing, you go and rest!"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Captain Morgan straightened the sandbag and shouted toward the door.

Jason didn't think much about it. He had been with the captain for a while and knew what the sandbags in his training room were for.

"Damn Sitwell, sooner or later, I'm going to make you look good!"

…

"Miss Leni, you mean the crew member named Jason..."

Simmons was a little scared and couldn't help but put his arms around Skye beside him.

"I'm just saying this. All in all, just be careful with that guy. I always feel that the way he looks at us is not right."

Leni was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding the P30L firearm parts in one hand and a gun cleaning cloth in the other, doing maintenance on the gun.

Skye, who was watching the movements in Leni's hands, also wiped the Glock 19 in her hands with the same attention.

"I haven't seen a woman for more than half a year. Is this normal?"

After being involved in society for so long and still being safe and sound, Skye also has a lot of tricks up her sleeve.

She didn't think there was anything strange about the way Jason looked at her. Anyway, the other crew members were similar to him.

"That man is different. There is more than just desire in his eyes."

Melinda held a thick French book in her arms. Judging from the speed and thickness of the pages she turned, she had been reading the book for a while.

"I also feel that the way he looked at me today made me very uncomfortable."

Sitting on the upper bunk, Mester put away the sunglasses Leni gave him, with a hint of chill in his eyes.

"Look, I'm obviously not the only one who thinks something's wrong with him."

Leni shrugged, and then looked at Simmons who was close to Skye strangely.

"Has your research team never conducted shooting training? Why did Fitz say no when I asked him if he could use a gun today?"

Simmons shook his head and explained:

"We normally don't have this training. Only those researchers who often work in the field are required to undergo shooting training."

Simmons sighed as he spoke.

"In theory, Fitz and I should have been tested and trained first, but Agent Coulson was in a hurry, so he gave us the green light."

So that's it, Lainie nodded to show her understanding.

"In that case, you and Skye should protect Fitz together, and make sure you have someone around you, and don't act alone."

Laini reassembled the P30L, loaded it, and checked the chamber.

"I always feel that this icebreaker is not as simple as it looks on the surface."

Melinda paused flipping through the book, looked up at Lainie, and there was no expression on her face.

"Laini, you know the identity of Captain Atef Morgan. If you don't handle this matter well, you may be punished when you go back."

However, there was no fear on Laini's face.

"Heh, it's okay. The boiled egg head can't do anything to me."

The girls were stunned when they heard this name and looked at each other.

"The boiled egg head you are talking about... can't it be Director Fury?"

Melinda obviously knew what boiled eggs were, and her expression was a little subtle.

Thinking about it, Nick Fury does look a bit like...

Shaking her head, throwing away some impolite thoughts in her mind, Melinda forced herself to pretend that she didn't hear it.

"Who else can it be except that one-eyed boiled egg head?"

Laini didn't care. Anyway, he didn't do anything to her when she said it to her face, and she was even less afraid of what he said behind her back.

The girls could only silently give her a thumbs up.

"It has to be you..."