Exiting the system interface, Charles laid on the bed, gazing at the ceiling as thoughts of the smiling Temari crossed his mind, followed by the graceful figure of Tsunade.
After a moment of consideration, Charles reaffirmed his choice of Tsunade. After all, Tsunade was about to arrive, and a showdown between Temari and Tsunade would undoubtedly favor Tsunade.
As Charles was lost in thought, the door was suddenly knocked.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Turning over and getting out of bed, Charles opened the door to find Iruka standing outside.
"Is there something you need?"
"Lord Charles, two agents have arrived downstairs for submitting mission."
Upon hearing that agents had arrived, Charles was somewhat surprised. Weren't Coulson and the others just left? Did they come back so soon?
Sensing Charles's confusion, Iruka spoke again, "They brought two briefcases, much like the one Coulson brought earlier."
Upon hearing this, Charles's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "You can have them wait in the reception room. I'll be right down."
After changing clothes, Charles arrived outside the reception room. Before coming over, he had taken a blank mission scroll in his hand. Upon opening the door, Charles saw a bald man and a burly man.
Seeing the bald man, Charles's heart skipped a beat. Anyone bold enough to shave their head wasn't someone to be trifled with, be it Ancient One, Saitama, or Purple head.
After confirming the faces of the two men, Charles felt relieved. He could handle this bald man without any panic.
"What kind of mission do you want to entrust to Charles's Agency?" Charles smiled as he walked over to the sofa in front of the two men.
Looking at the two men in front of him, Charles quickly recognized them as Pierce's assistant and Crossbones. He glanced at the two suitcases beside them and nodded in satisfaction.
Taking a moment to contemplate, Brock Rumlow looked at Charles and said after a moment, "We want to establish a long-term partnership with you. What do you think?"
"I know you need this thing. Both of these cases contain this item and can be used as a down payment."
Seeing how generous Hydra was being, Charles smiled and said, "What's the mission?"
"As long as the mission's price is reasonable, we'll take on any normal task here." Charles continued, "But an exclusive partnership is impossible."
Hearing Charles's response, Brock Rumlow thought to himself, "As expected. As long as we submit a mission, we can get things done. But the hope of subduing him is probably slim."
Brock Rumlow didn't insist and instead placed three photos on the table in front of Charles, saying, "I need to commission a mission to kill these three people within a week. The price is 30 energy stones. Will you take this mission?"
Picking up the three photos from the table, Charles looked at them and realized he had no impression of these three individuals.
So he said, "No problem, at this price, our agency will take on the mission. However, we need you to provide information on these three individuals. Of course, incomplete information is acceptable. We just need the clothes they've worn."
Upon hearing Charles's response, Crossbones glanced at him deeply. Did this mean that the other party possessed the ability to track by scent?
"No problem. I will provide you with the information and items tomorrow, but you only have one week."
"OK, leave it to Charles's Agency. We guarantee that the mission will be completed within a week."
Charles immediately took out the mission scroll and began filling it out. After completing the writing, he handed it over to the other party for signature and confirmation.
Brock Rumlow wasted no time and picked up the scroll, filling it out. He seemed very familiar with the procedures of the agency and had no qualms about it.
After signing, Brock Rumlow opened the two cases, revealing the 30 energy blocks inside. He said, "Here is the commission fee. I'll pay you all at once. I hope to hear good news from you in a week."
Charles made an OK gesture, indicating that he had no problem taking it on.
Subsequently, Brock Rumlow and Crossbones left Charles's agency directly, without any delay, and didn't take the suitcases with them.
As they got in the car, Brock Rumlow asked, "Will the monitoring in the interlayer of the suitcase be discovered by them?"
Crossbones wasn't sure and said, "I'm not sure if it will be discovered. As long as the other party swaps the suitcase to conceal the energy blocks, the tracking in our suitcases will be completely invalidated."
"Sir, Coulson and the others have commissioned some intelligence tasks. Why haven't you commissioned any intelligence tasks here?"
Brock Rumlow smiled and said, "Let Coulson and the others take care of the intelligence."
"We can get it directly from them later. If we ask the same questions again, Nick Fury might find out that someone in the bureau is inquiring about the same thing, and it will only complicate things."
"It's a pity we couldn't tamper with the energy blocks. Otherwise, if we added some tracking devices inside them, we might have been able to find the location of the Hidden Leaf Village."
"Sir, are you saying that Charles will take the energy blocks back to the Hidden Leaf Village for use?"
Brock Rumlow wasn't very certain and said, "It's possible that he'll take them back, but the possibility isn't low."
"After all, that's their headquarters. If he wants to study and use these things, it's more likely to happen there."
Upon hearing Brock Rumlow's words, Crossbones smiled and took out a tablet computer from the seat next to him, logging into the monitoring and positioning system of the suitcase.
However, shortly after the positioning was turned on, it suddenly disappeared from the monitoring screen.
"Damn it, he found it!"
Seeing this result, Brock Rumlow was slightly disappointed but didn't mind it. "This was within our expectations. If he were that easy to track down, I'm afraid he wouldn't have made it this far, let alone have such a big reputation."
Upon hearing Brock Rumlow's words, Crossbones didn't say much and silently put away his tablet computer.
Meanwhile, Charles at the agency submitted the mission scroll to the Mission Assembly Hall after the visitors left.
The Mission Assembly Hall determined it as a C-level mission.
It seemed to be unrelated to superhumans, so Charles didn't pay much attention.
Looking at the two open suitcases on the table, a total of 30 energy blocks, Charles slapped his forehead. He had been careless earlier; he shouldn't have absorbed the previous fifteen directly. He should have left six.
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