168 Unforeseeable Consequences (2/2)

I hope the lovely dark elf misses me.

Allison finally closes her eyes and tries to sleep. It comes surprising easy to her thanks to the rotating contraptions that are sliding along the bed.

It is actually due to those contraptions since one of their functions is to induce sleep in the patient. It is more like rest, but it is the same, nonetheless. Some people do sleep easier than others, however.

Once Allison is dreaming, I head to one of the consoles to have a look at her brain's activity.

Everything is being recorded by the Medical Bay, and it will take about half an hour to finish recording the activity. She is actually dream right now as according to the electroencephalogram (EGG) scan. But to know what she is dreaming about, sadly, my technology is not there yet.

It will be one day.

In any case, the recording process is automated, so aside from monitoring the whole process, making sure everything is in order, there isn't much to do but wait.

I could leave the room and come back when it is done. Or I could just jump ahead into the future. Both options sound like a good idea, but I did promise that I will be here.

While Allison wouldn't know, I don't want to go down that road of technicality.

My promise is priceless.

After 5 minutes of watching the monitor, the doctors become bored. They begin to talk to each other, mostly on what they have been working on currently.

Everyone has their own project, and as long as it viable, they will be given a greenlight. With unlimited fund and resource, most if not all projects are given greenlight.

As for me, I have Shield list all the deceased members on record.

There are quite a lot of people who died since being agents of Shield doesn't mean they discard their normal life. They aren't like agents of Hydra. Therefore, these agents come to work like everyone and go home at the end of the day like everyone else.

Some of them didn't it home due to traffic accidents, so I guess when their time is up, their time is up.

Death can be a bitch, but I wouldn't revive them with my power since doing so would open doors that I do not want to open. I am not responsible for their lives and well beings. They are.

However, if the agents are being assassinated by an unknown party, it is my responsibility. Protecting my assets is always my responsibility, not to mention the principle of it.

I just can't have some idiots going around and killing my men without paying the consequences.

And to my surprise, quite a lot of agents have died over the years, mostly in car accidents on their way home or to work, but there is also other form of accidents, such as boating, skiing, mountain climbing, and so on. Quite a lot die in extreme sports. These guys do live life to the extreme.

One of them actually die from allergy to shrimp. Weird.

But it does feel oddly familiar.

Is Hydra killing Shield members!?

Please tell me they can't be that stupid even if I try to make Hydra and Shield enemies just like in the comics, but it is mostly for laughs on my part.

And it would be funny for like a minute or so.

At my request, Legion begins analyzing all the footages available through Shield, making sure they are all accidents naturally. I don't think they all are since it feels too strange.

It did take a while since there are so many footages to go through.

By a while, I mean a few minutes.

My frown deepens when I find that over 42 members of Shield are assassinated. Why did that number sound familiar? I search my memory immediately.

”James Houston.”

I mutter as the profile of the man moves to the top of the pile within the visual display in front of my eyes.

James Houston is the person who has caused the who media incident a while back, forcing me to drive a cute girl over a cliff to resolve the problem.

Oh. I did have a bunch of people assassinated afterwards just to tie up the loose end. The news didn't report their death since people die every day.

In retrospect, I could have locked Rebecca up in my sex dungeon somewhere outside the United State or maybe even outside the solar system.

Just kidding. I don't have a sex dungeon. Not yet.

Time to build one in a spatial dimension.

Legion notes that there is an 87% probably that James Houston was assassinated.

And how did Legion figure that when I couldn't tell myself?

This is not to mention Shield herself. She is also a virtual intelligence, but granted, she is not designed as a criminal investigator.

A footage of the accident appears in my vision, showing the car containing James Houston getting into an accident with another vehicle.

I have seen it before, but there isn't anything out of ordinary, at least on the surface.

Legion overlays his finding onto my vision.

I notice there is a number displayed next to the car. It measures the speed of the car. While the speed isn't anything out of ordinary, the fact that James didn't step on the brake like a normal person would just open my eyes.

That bit escapes me since the brake still works after the collision, but the fact he couldn't use it during the accident means it was not working. It fails at critical moment?

In fact, most accidents are due to safety mechanisms failing at critical moment.

Legion did not detect any use of advance technology, so it couldn't be Hydra unless Alex and Hans are fucking around with magic.

I doubt it though.

Therefore, that leaves magical or spiritual means, but sadly, Shield is currently incapable of detecting magical energy.

I suppose it is time for the surveillance network to undergo a major upgrade. Detecting magical energy will probably reveal a lot more about the world. I will also add brainwave detector, which allow Shield to detect psionic energy as well.

As for spiritual energy, it might be impossible due to requiring an actual soul, but I will think of a way to do so.

In any case, this is troubling. Unlike Hydra, whose members are monitored constantly, agent of Shield are not, so they can be targeted quite easily. But still, someone capable of assassinating them without leaving any evidence behind tells me this isn't going to be a simple matter.

”Supreme Commander. Maybe we can make this part bigger? This part wider?”

One of the men speaks up, making me arch my brow. What is he talking about, exactly? It takes me a second to realize he is talking about cosmetic augmentation for Allison.

This kind of augmentation is available for Shield, Hydra and quite a lot of wealthy people.

It comes off as advance surgery for the wealthy people since they don't need to know the doctors are modifying their genes to make them beautiful.

”Idiot. Didn't Supreme Commander say she is perfect as she is?”

One of the women speaks up. She glares at the man, who once work as a cosmetic surgeon, meaning that he knows a thing or two about beauties.

”Um. No need to call names. Let's me see what the good doctor has in mind.”

I response after a cough.