[Zhongyingmei] That snake

The long vacation finally came to an end. On Oliver's first day back at the BAU office, before he had time to hand in his written resignation letter, an unexpected and reasonable person made his resignation letter useless.

Hotch called him into the office, and for the first time the shutters in Hotch's office were closed.

Prentiss reminds Oliver that he saw Strauss go in before, and there is also a black officer who doesn't know which department he came from.

Oliver nodded to reassure her, and walked over to the office door by himself.

The black officer Prentiss mentioned surprised him slightly, and Nick Fury himself came.

Hotch stood behind his desk, with his hands on the table, it was almost a defensive posture, which made Oliver feel a little worried, but Hotch gave him a calm look, and Oliver settled down .

Nick Fury glanced at him, the eye that was not covered by the blindfold had a sharp gaze that seemed to pierce all disguises, although this gaze failed to pierce the disguise of a large number of HYDRA in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Detective Williams, you should be very aware of your administrative violations, right?" Nick Fury didn't ramble a lot, and handed Oliver a sealed paper bag. Strauss, who was sitting by the side, was wearing glasses trying to see the sealed bag The content in it was blocked by Nick Fury without a trace.

Oliver opened the bag, and a stack of photos inside was his actions in Southeast Asia, and the last one was a ruin on the grass in front of Oliver's house in Kolia Town.

"What are you trying to say? Mr. Fury." Oliver's voice was steady.

"Given your administrative violations, you should be fired directly from the FBI, but I would like to ask you to do me a favor and accept the S.H.I.E.L.D. job."

Oliver looked at Fury, with threats and warnings in his eyes, but he blinked his eyes and quickly subdued the emotion. It's one thing to resign by yourself, but it's another to be forced to resign and get a job. It happened, but he also admitted that the leak of these photos in his hand would be a big trouble, and he didn't want to lead that trouble to Hotch.

Going to S.H.I.E.L.D. is also a viable option, and in just a moment, Oliver considered the next step.

"I don't have any special talents, what can I do for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"You can do many things, Agent Williams, and now I just need one answer." Fury didn't reveal Oliver's mutant powers to Strauss.

"I can't say no, can't I?"

Fury didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

As soon as Strauss and Nick Fury left, Oliver walked out of the office. Hotch didn't keep him talking, but the look in his eyes clearly indicated that he wanted to have a good talk after he got home from get off work.

"How's it going? Williams." Prentiss turned his swivel chair to face Oliver's desk.

Oliver knocked on the table, and after seeing the bald head of the marinated egg disappear from the corner, he smiled, "I have to change my job."

"This..." Reid and Morgan also gathered around, "In such a hurry, you have to leave after they just came to talk."

Oliver shrugged his shoulders, "What can I do? The officials are overwhelmed. It seems that I have to go to New York."

"New York...then we'll have a hard time seeing you again," Morgan said.

Reid couldn't help interjecting, "Based on the flight speed and straight-line mileage of most planes, it only takes two hours to fly from Washington to New York. If you want, you can take a plane to New York after eating."

Prentiss and Morgan glanced at him together, "Don't ruin the atmosphere like this, babykid."

Reid flinched back and didn't speak.

"So when are you going to marry Hotch? Since you're not in the FBI anymore."

Prentiss still pays more attention to the ring on Oliver's hand. These guys all have sharp eyes. When Hotch and Oliver walked into the office next to them, they noticed the ring on their hands, okay?

Speaking of this question, Oliver suddenly felt a little melancholy, "I don't know." He originally planned to go to get a license with Hotch after he resigned, but now it seems that it may be indefinitely, and the work of S.H.I.E.L.D. is by no means a safe job , the risk is too high.

Dangerous things are all fake, fake!When Oliver got the task Nick Fury gave him, he thought indifferently.

What is this task?Lurk beside Captain America as a neighbor and protect him.

What are you kidding?How can he be called Captain America if he needs protection?Let’s take a look at the mission record of another agent who has the same mission as Oliver and has been on the job for several months. The past few days were basically observing how the old man of the century used modern electrical appliances to avoid accidents and dangers. By the way, he monitored the captain’s The daily friendship situation, let him not be dazzled by the colorful modern world.

Danger, bloody danger.S.H.I.E.L.D. also assigned him a dessert shop on the streets of New York, which is known as a cover for his identity. Oliver only needs to stay in the dessert shop during the day to guard the shop, and he is not responsible for the profit and loss. Go back to see American Sweetheart at night. Is it safe to get home after the task, is there any kitchen appliance that I can't use, and there is nothing else to do.

Rather than Oliver going to protect Captain America, Fury wants Captain America to watch over him and prevent him from causing irreparable damage.Presumably Nick Fury has some understanding of Oliver's abilities, but not comprehensively. He only knows that this is an invisible bomb, but because of Colin, he cannot directly deal with Oliver.

Seeing Nick Fury throwing the mission notice to himself and striding away in a hurry, I am afraid that the situation inside SHIELD is not ideal. Nick Fury didn't pull Oliver into SHIELD for him, but for the return of Colin. The document he was holding had a hostage in his hand, so it would be more convenient if he had something.

Oliver arrived in New York, but he couldn't meet Lily for the time being. Lily could only ask him to go to X College to take Kitty back and raise him. Kitty was about to be bald by a group of students with excess energy when he stayed in X College. Oliver heard Lily's description. He thought she was exaggerating, but after he brought Kitty back, he found that the fur on Kitty's forehead was really polished and smooth, and even a layer thinner.

"I'm sorry, Kitty." Oliver rubbed its pads and pinched its ears.It was already afternoon, and Oliver went to his own dessert shop to pick out a few beautifully shaped cakes, and planned to go back and shape himself as the owner of the dessert shop.

In view of the fact that SHIELD's salary is several times higher than that of the FBI and CIA, Oliver will take this job seriously.

After returning home, he found some fast food and put it in the microwave to warm it up. Sure enough, after he didn't have a lover who made him want to spend [-]% of his energy on caring, Oliver's requirements for living standards plummeted.After filling his stomach, Oliver changed into a new set of clothes that looked more casual. In addition to suits in his closet, he still had suits, or Hotch suits, or T-shirts and shorts, which were either too formal or It's too homely.After arriving in New York, he bought a bunch of sweaters, hoodies, sweaters and so on.

He's wearing a brick-red mid-neck sweater right now, his blond hair is tied back loosely, with a few strands hanging over his ears, and he's wearing a pair of glasses.

Oliver pressed his fingers against the corner of his mouth, controlled his muscles and changed a few expressions to make himself look a little more harmless. He would not look like a gentle scum after wearing glasses. He made a pure smile in the mirror, That's it.

There are three rooms on this floor. Walking in from the corridor, the home of Captain America is directly opposite. Sharon Carter, Agent No. 13 of S.H.I.E.L.D., lives on the right. Oliver just moved into the room on the left today.

The whole house is not small, but judging from the room division, it should be regarded as a single apartment, with only one bedroom.

Oliver knocked on the opposite door, and after waiting for a while, a blond woman opened the door. Oliver guessed that the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Sharon Carter was petite, a head shorter than Oliver. Oliver lowered his head and showed a friendly but not rich expression, "Hello, Agent No. 13 of S.H.I.E.L.D., I'm the new agent, Oliver Williams."

Sharon shook his hand, "You can call me Sharon, Director Fury notified me of this."

After introducing themselves, there was a strange silence between the two.

Sharon covered her lips with her hands and coughed, "Do you have any questions for me to answer?"

"The director gave me this task, but I don't know what I should do. Would you like to tell me about the captain's daily routine? I can also arrange my own time."

Sharon took out a small book from her pocket. The comparison of the yellowed paper and the brand new paper showed that she had used 3/4 of the book.

"The captain usually wakes up at 6 o'clock in the morning. Morning exercises start at 6:7, and generally speaking, morning exercises can end at 6:[-], and then he will report to S.H.I.E.L.D. The Shield stays until [-]:[-] pm; if there is a mission, then the above time will be disrupted.

But most of the time the captain's schedule is very regular, you may go to the barracks to find a list of soldiers' schedules as a reference.He is going on a mission today." Carter glanced at the time on his watch, "Director Fury informed me that the mission is over, he should be back soon, we need to change the subject.You should know the captain's triple hearing ability, right?If there's something **** that needs to be addressed, lower your voice or speak in a different place so that he doesn't overhear you. "

"Okay, thank you," Oliver replied gratefully, "For a change of subject, well, where do you work now, Sharon?"

"Hospital, I'm a nurse." Sharon brushed her long hair behind her ears, "What about you? Seriously, Oliver, your face doesn't suit this job very well. You're too handsome."

"You too, but we're both standing here. I own a dessert shop in Queens near Manhattan."

Sharon glanced towards the landing and winked at Oliver.

Oliver understood, and the captain came back, "Do you want to try the dessert in the store? It tastes good." Oliver handed a paper box in his hand to Sharon, with a bright smile on his face instantly.

"I've noticed the box in your hand for a long time." Sharon replied with a smile, and took the box, "Can I open it and have a look?"

Sharon now hopes that the captain can walk faster. Oliver came to talk to her because he hoped to meet his mission target today, but the two of them really have nothing to talk about so far, so they can only delay time with some unnutritious words.

"Of course." Oliver helped the lady open the carton, which contained an orange-yellow cheesecake with maple syrup and butterflies on it.

"It looks cute, and I think it will taste delicious," Sharon didn't know what to say, so she could only forcefully praise the cake in front of her, but she also felt that the cake should taste good in her heart.

"Eh, good evening." A voice sounded, saving Sharon who was about to run out of words.

"Good evening, Mr. Rogers." Sharon looked at Steve with bright eyes.

Oliver turned his head and gave Steve a false look. Even in winter, Steve was only wearing a white T-shirt, which outlined his proud chest muscles, and a leather jacket over it.

When his eyes are staring at you seriously, you will feel extraordinarily at ease. If Charles' eyes are like vast stars, then Steve's blue eyes are like a tolerant sea.

"Mr. Steve Rogers?"

"It's me," Steve nodded, "you?"

Hearing Steve's confirmation, Oliver put on a friendly smile that he had practiced in front of the mirror, like a typical silly, white and sweet American boy, but the long curly hair over his shoulders made his temperament lean towards an artist , he walked over to shake hands with Steve, this World War II veteran may not be used to hugs between strangers, "I am a new resident, Miss Sharon told me your name just now, and I will be a neighbor from now on, I Call Oliver Williams, you can ask me for help if you have any questions."

"Okay, Mr. Williams," Steve said.After getting used to the cruel and dark war years, the unreserved kindness of strangers will make Steve a little overwhelmed, and maybe he is also a little relieved, because people in peaceful times can live carefree. In exchange for his comrades in arms, he is still working hard for it.

"Oliver, Please." Oliver looked sincerely through his glasses, "I hope you don't mind me calling you Steve, just like I call Miss Carter Sharon."

"Of course, just call me Steve."

Captain America can be said to be the moral benchmark of the entire United States, but his face is not completely rigid and upright, especially his smile, he looks like a very charming 30-year-old young man, he hopes you cherish Noble character, but it doesn't require you to be rigid, but you can still see his righteousness from his firm eyebrows and eyes.

But I have to say, America's Sweetheart has such a sweet smile.

"Steve, would you like to try some of my desserts?" Oliver handed out another cardboard box for "my two new neighbors."

Sharon had already eaten two bites of the cheesecake and couldn't help telling the captain, "Steve, Oliver's cake is really delicious."

Sharon is not delaying time or looking for topics, but is really admiring the taste of the cake.

Oliver raised his eyebrows. He actually hasn't tasted the pastry chef in the pastry shop that Nick Fury gave him. It seems that he can look forward to breakfast tomorrow.

Steve couldn't bear to refuse the new neighbor's expectant eyes and Sharon's compliment, so he accepted the cardboard box.

"I hope you won't be disappointed." Oliver walked to the stairs with a smile.

"Where are you going?" Steve stopped him, and then he wondered if he was taking too much care, as if it was normal for young people in this era to go out at night and come back in the middle of the night or not come back all night, Especially in a metropolis like New York.

"Buy cat food and cat litter," Oliver replied as he went down the stairs, "My cat likes to run around, I hope you are not allergic to cat hair."

When kitty was in Kolia Town, she was kept free. In addition to eating cat food, she often went to the forest behind the mountain to catch a few snakes or mice to eat.

This habit didn't seem to change even in New York. At around [-] o'clock the next morning, Oliver had to put on a coat over his pajamas, stand under a tree and look up at his cat playing with the birds on the branch.

There is a bird's nest, a sparrow's paw is held down by Kitty, it flutters its wings and wants to fly, and Kitty's other paw pats the sparrow's wing one after another, teasing its prey, but it doesn't stay down mouth.

"Oliver?" Steve saw Oliver standing under the tree, and walked over suspiciously. He was doing morning exercise and jogging. In the winter morning, a thin layer of sweat had formed on his face, and his collar was soaked in sweat. wet.

"Good morning, Steve." Oliver turned his head to see who was coming, and greeted him gently.

"Good morning, do you need me to help you?" Steve stood beside Oliver, looked up and saw the naughty kitty, "I mean, I can go up and help you pick up the cat."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better to forget it, go up now, it will probably chase you down by scratching and biting." Oliver declined Steve's kindness, he can climb the tree himself, but like him As said, Kitty would probably have swung Oliver off the tree with his razor-sharp claws.

He continued, "Maybe the new cat food doesn't suit his taste. Kitty didn't eat anything yesterday, and ran out early in the morning to catch birds."

Steve could see that his neighbor was helpless, but he didn't know anything about cat food and keeping cats, and he couldn't offer any solution.

Seeing that Steve was in a state of disappointment, Oliver didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When it eats up the sparrow or gets tired of playing with it, it will come down by itself. Did I delay your morning exercise?"

"No," Steve shook his head, "I woke up earlier than usual today, and I've already completed my daily ration."

"Meow" kitty lazily called out from the branch, jumped off the branch with the sparrow in its mouth, and landed lightly without making a sound. Its tail hooked Oliver's fingers and rubbed it flatteringly. , kitty did not eat the sparrow, but looked at Oliver with round eyes, as if to offer his prey to the master.

"It's so cute," Steve couldn't help saying, he wanted to touch Kitty's smooth fur, but Oliver had already reported kitty, so Steve was too embarrassed to reach out.

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"Captain, I'm in a good mood today." Natasha saw Steve enter the training room with a smile, "What good happened?"

Steve looked at the sexy female agent, "A new neighbor has moved in."

"Girl?" The black widow looked forward to the day when this 90-year-old innocent boy would be enlightened.

"No," Steve shook his head, "it's a married man."

"So?" Black Widow had some bad premonition.

"His cats are cute, really cute."