Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

Alexander Pierce opened the door to Nick Fury's office and walked in with a smile on his face.

"Oh, here you are."

Nick Fury put down the documents in his hand, took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the wine cabinet on the side, and poured a glass for Alexander Pierce.

"Try the new wine I just got from France."

"Is this how you use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s funds?" Pierce glared at Fury in a mocking manner, then pulled out a chair and sat across from Fury, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "It tastes good. , wait and give me two bottles to take away."

Putting down his wine glass, Pierce pretended to point to the documents on the table casually and asked, "Is SHIELD understaffed recently? You, the director, are actually required to handle the documents personally?"

"Ha! This," Nick Fury shook his head and smiled, throwing the file to Pierce, "This is an investigation report that I just got from the FBI. I think it's quite interesting, so I took it to read and pass the time. "

"Can I see?"

Pierce caught the file but didn't open it in a hurry.

"Of course, it's not important information."

Nick Fury shrugged his shoulders and made a self-help gesture to Pierce.

"Craft Lee?" Pierce tapped his forehead with his index finger to recall, "The one with the mechanical war pet?"

"Humph, those people on the Security Council have indeed had his thoughts."

From the focus of Pierce's recollection, Nick Fury can surmise why he knew Kraft.

Pierce did not deny it, "You know Nick, as long as it is something that can reduce military expenditures, it is impossible for those guys not to be interested."

As he spoke, he continued to flip through the documents in his hand.

"Let me see, what did this kid do? He was actually targeted by the FBI."

Nick Fury did not disturb him again. He drank the wine in his glass and quietly waited for the old boss to read the document.

"This portable pacemaker is somewhat interesting, but it's a pity that it has too many flaws, and we don't lack such first-aid methods. If it solves the explosion problem, it can be used as a standing first-aid item for ordinary people."

Closing the document in his hand, Alexander Pierce shook his head. Except for the Goblin Pacemaker XL, he didn't like even the solar skateboard.

As early as when the solar skateboard series was released, these forces actually estimated that this thing should be able to increase the output. Even if Kraft's skateboard performance exceeded their expectations, they did not expect similar or even better equipment. No.

The core value of a skateboard lies in the solar device, and Martin Lee's solar energy company has already established many cooperations with the government, so there is no need to go to Kraft to develop skateboard technology.

As for micro-eavesdropping devices, these special agent organizations are not lacking, so the equipment displayed by Kraft looks amazing, but whether it is for agents such as SHIELD, Hydra, or the FBI, From an organizational point of view, they are all tasteless chicken ribs that are not worth throwing away.

"That's true," Nick Fury nodded in agreement, "So the FBI didn't do anything with the intelligence and directly handed over this investigation report, because in their opinion, this little guy's invention was harmful to them. It’s of no use at all.”

Speaking of this, Nick Fury showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and Alexander Pierce had the same expression on his face.

"The FBI's business level is getting worse and worse." Pierce shook his head and sighed: "Although these inventions are of little use, this little guy..."

"The potential is huge."

The two said in unison, then looked at each other and smiled, raising their glasses and clinking them for mutual understanding.

"So you're going to recruit him into SHIELD?"

Pierce asked after swallowing the red wine in his mouth.

"I have the idea, but I'm not in a hurry," Nick Fury nodded, and replied somewhat helplessly: "This little guy is not friendly to American officials and non-Asian people."

"racism?"

Alexander Pierce raised his eyebrows. The reason he paid attention to Kraft was only because of the mechanical war pet, and he didn't know anything else. Hydra had cooperated with a racist during World War II. That was not a What a wonderful experience.

"Not really." Nick Fury chuckled and shook his head, briefly mentioning the identities and experiences of Kraft and Martin Lee. "It's not so much racial discrimination as it is - because You discriminate against me, so I will discriminate against you for revenge."

"Hahaha... What a childish idea."

Pierce laughed twice and raised his glass to cover the expression on his face.

The Maggia Gang?Eight years ago?Could it be Straker?

Although both are Hydra, Alexander Pierce and Baron Strucker are responsible for different things, so he only roughly knows that Baron Strucker used gangs to conduct large-scale human experiments many years ago.

Nick Fury didn't know Pierce's psychological activities, and he laughed, "He is still a child, so I don't plan to contact him prematurely."

"Okay, enough of the small talk."

Pierce nodded and agreed with Fury's idea. Before Kraft failed to realize his potential, there was no need for Hydra to rush to absorb him. It could wait for Nick Fury to take action and then slowly take advantage of it.

"About your Avengers plan, it was rejected by the Security Council."

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Alexander Pierce brought Nick Fury the reply from the Security Council.

"Most of them believe that their country's military can handle everything, and those 'freaks' themselves are unstable factors and cannot be controlled by others."

"I didn't intend to control them."

Nick Fury rolled his one eye.

"That's what I told the Security Council," Pierce shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face, "but they don't like the appearance of another team that is not under their control. Your S.H.I.E.L.D. is already enough of a headache for them. That’s it.”

At this point, Pierce laughed out loud with schadenfreude.

"So I think you won't obediently follow the Security Council's wishes and give up your Avengers plan, right?"

"Of course," Nick Fury crossed his arms, leaned back, and acted like a rogue, "As long as I form the Avengers without telling them, what will happen if they object? You You won’t tell anyone, right?”

"Have you forgotten? Nick," Alexander Pierce raised his glass and touched it with Nick Fury again, "We are in the same group."

"Of course," Nick Fury drank the wine in his glass and gave a scary smile, "Old man."