Avengers Admissions Officer

Inside, she adjusted the neckline of her coat, picked up the daisy she just bought, breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and ran all the way to the low building with heating, her sneakers creaked and crushed the thin ice on the parking lot. .

"She has a visitor now." The little nurse reminded her when she saw her.

Murphy rubbed his somewhat cold fingers and nodded at the other party. While fiddling with the golden daisies, he walked along the warm corridor to the room where the old man was. There were no extra cars in the parking lot. Anyone who came would who is it?

Opening the door of the familiar ward on the first floor, the woman with short dark brown hair and a capable dark suit who was sitting straight on the chair beside the hospital bed quickly turned her head to look at her with sharp eyes.

Interestingly, Murphy glanced at the softer sofa chair on the other side of the hospital bed. There was no indentation on it. She leaned back, slowly closed the door, and slowly smiled.

"Hope Dine is the daughter of an old friend." The half-lying white-haired old man smiled and gestured, "This is my little friend Murphy, I guess she might be able to help you."

"Good afternoon, Miss Dein." Murphy put the bouquet of flowers in the old man's arms, wondering how Grandma Peggy introduced herself.

"Good afternoon." Hope straightened his body, his back was still some distance away from the back of the chair, his posture was decent, but he also maintained enough aggressiveness. He was also looking at the other party, not quite understanding what the old man meant by calling Murphy here. After all, she looks like a high school student, "Nice to meet you."

Murphy raised the height of his eyebrows indiscriminately, trying to make himself look more like a high school student. Grandma Peggy is not testing herself again: "...Grandma Peggy, you feel better today ?"

"Not very good," the old man closed his eyes slightly, showing a tired expression, "I'm a little sleepy."

"I'll call the nurse to take your temperature." Murphy stood up again before sitting on the chair, and smiled apologetically at Hope, "I'm sorry, she's not very energetic right now , if there is anything else..."

"It's okay!" Huo Pu pulled himself together, showed a decent smile, and lowered his voice slightly for the sake of the old man on the bed, "There's nothing important, I'll be leaving right away."

Of course there is something, otherwise, how could Grandma Peggy let herself come here knowing that she had a mission, but Grandma Peggy didn't say it clearly, and the other party didn't seem to let her know... So, this is a test?Murphy bent down, quite sure that Grandma Peggy gave him a strange look.

People, you must not be deceived by your appearance. Even the [-]-year-old man on the bed and the pocket gun under the pillow are not casual vegetarians. Murphy rolled her eyes in her heart. When she was a child, she naively thought that the other party told her Those torture techniques were fabricated by the old man.

"Then I'll see you off." Murphy pulled up Grandma Peggy's blanket, slightly closed the warm curtains that let in the winter sun, and followed Hope softly out of the ward, "I thought she was looking for What am I doing here?"

"It's nothing." Hope stood at the door and smiled. She originally ran to New York to find Director Carter to ask her for help, but the old man did not seem to have much energy to help. That's right, SHIELD who was at the same time as her father It is impossible for the director of the bureau to be so energetic that he can still work on the front line.As for the high school student in front of her who looked more like a volunteer social worker, she didn't know what qualifications he had to be specially called, but she no longer planned to let anyone related to S.H.I.E.L.D. It's better to do it yourself.

It was already the lunch break time for the old people, and there was no one in the corridor of the ward. Murphy silently accompanied Hope to the hall of the low building. The little girl in the nurse's station glanced at them and quickly shrank back. , showing a gesture of disinterest in them.

When approaching the hall, Murphy stopped, stood under the light that was not so bright compared to the sun, watched Hope walking towards the gate, pondered for a while, and said slowly to her back : "...I've heard of a Miss Dyne."

"?" Hope moved in his heart, and turned his head to look at Murphy again, showing a confused smile as if he was not sure what she knew.

Murphy walked two steps forward with his head down, making sure he was standing in the sun before raising his head, smiled and continued: "...Janet Dane."

The polite smile on Hope's face slowly disappeared, and she stood five or six steps away from Murphy without answering.

"...I've heard a lot of stories about her. Grandma Peggy likes to tell me stories..." Murphy had some ideas in his heart, and put away the polite smile on his face, "However, when I was in junior high school You know it's impossible for a person to be the size of a wasp."

"...Of course." Hope didn't approach Murphy, and there was no expression on his face, or under the condition of backlight, Murphy could only see a silhouette.

"I liked listening to those stories when I was a child." The lighting conditions didn't seem to be good, but Murphy didn't care at all, just took two steps forward again, and said in a tone full of regret, "But I think her daughter Poor, she was 8 at the time, right? When she lost her mother."

"...7 years old." Hope looked at Murphy, who was still innocent, with cold eyes, and slowly corrected him.

"You're lucky, at least you had a mother." Murphy was much shorter than Hope, who was wearing high heels, so she just stood there and raised her head, "...I haven't, I haven't seen it once. "

Hope half-lowered his head, his heart was already a little alert because of Murphy's empathy skills, and his tone was full of politeness: "I'm sorry about that."

Murphy smiled, and suddenly took out the phone, fiddled with it with his head down, looking like a high school girl who didn't care about the content of the conversation but cared more about her Twitter: "She must be very important to you."

"..." Hope didn't answer, his expression was a bit cold.

"Why did you come to find a director of S.H.I.E.L.D. who has retired for many years?" Murphy's fingers were still moving quickly on the phone, his tone was a little cold, as if he didn't know what he said, "I thought Pim The Doctor has parted ways with S.H.I.E.L.D. for good."

"who are you?"

"A girl who is interested." Murphy will not reveal his identity. In front of Pim's family, it is best not to mention the name Stark, "Oh, it turns out that Dr. Kicked out of the company I founded myself."

Murphy waved his phone at Hope, and pointed the screen at him specially, showing a sweet smile: "Guess which director cast the key vote?"

"Who the hell are you?" Hope cheered up, planning to deal with this young girl who was probably an agent. She had just started to underestimate this girl.

"I don't like my dad either." Murphy twitched his lips and answered irrelevantly.

"...Are you from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Murphy shook his head and burst out laughing: "Any American citizen will tell you that S.H.I.E.L.D. was disbanded two years ago."

"That's the Avengers? I thought you guys were busy throwing Sokovia into the ground." Hope looked at her coldly.

Murphy innocently put his hands behind his back, rolled his eyes, and replied reluctantly, "...I don't think so."

"So, Murphy," Hope said, taking two steps forward slowly, his high heels tapping the marble floor crisply, taking advantage of his height to look down on Murphy, and showing a quite controlling smile, "Young revenge Otherwise, I would advise you not to try to meddle in this matter, because it may be more dangerous than you think."

"Why? We can help." Murphy didn't back down, but slowly put away his smile, "I thought you came here to find Grandma Peggy."

Hope stared closely at Murphy's eyes, and after confirming that she gradually showed a somewhat panicked expression, he replied: "...That was my mistake in judgment."

"She can help you." Murphy was a little unconvinced, "You don't even try."

"You say that because you don't know anything about Dr. Pym and S.H.I.E.L.D." Hope lowered his head slightly, and lowered his voice to warn the little agent in Murphy's ear, "So, get out of your way , Young Avenger."

She watched Murphy slowly lower her head with satisfaction. It is true that she is valued by Chief Carter, but she is still too young. It seems that Chief Carter has indeed lost his power, otherwise the agents around him will be more troublesome than this little girl Just one point.She felt sorry for the old man's twilight in her heart, and then slowly turned and left: "Goodbye, Murphy."

Hope's high heels began to tap the ground again, crisp and clean.

"Pym particles." Murphy's voice suddenly sounded behind her, with a brisk tone, "I know."

Hope turned around and looked at Murphy with a relaxed expression in surprise. She didn't say anything, didn't she? How much does that little girl know?No, Director Carter didn't say anything just now, did she know it before?What did she find out when she fiddled with her phone just now?

But Murphy just stood there and gave her a sweet smile: "Goodbye, Miss Hope Dine, I hope you have a pleasant afternoon."

She didn't say anything, how did that girl know!Hope's face changed slightly, look