[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

"No way..." It was as if a stone was tied to my stomach, dragging it down bit by bit.

"However~" Tony changed his tone, "No matter how rare and strange stones are, they are still not as good as pure sapphires, so our precious energy blocks are already in transit. They will be delivered in a few hours, God SHIELD agents monitor the whole process.”

Tony held up the energy block in one hand, and raised his chin a few degrees: "Everyone, you're welcome."

──I really want to give him a high-altitude assassination, please don't be polite.

"Sorry to interrupt, Sir, but here is a message addressed to Mr. Miles." Jarvis' voice was the main reason why Tony escaped, temporarily.

"Should I wake Mr. Miles?"

"No." I stopped Tony's "YES" that was about to be exported, "We need him to find the key to the temple as soon as possible, and staying there to sleepwalk is the greatest contribution he can make to this plan. And this..."

I pointed to the new message on the screen titled "To Desmond Miles".

"If it's good news, we can celebrate later. If it's bad news, the old guy is still here, there's no need for the young man to carry it."

Tony raised his eyebrows with a thoughtful expression, but still let Jarvis play the news directly.

It was a video, a middle-aged man with gray hair was in the center of the screen, with his hands cut behind his back, sitting on a folding chair that looked far from comfortable.As far as the camera can record, there are at least four men with guns standing around the middle-aged man.

Behind the middle-aged man stood a white coat—Warren Vidic.

I haven't met Vidic in person, but I've read about him, and Agent 13 has a lot of files about him.Basically, this guy is the person in charge of the entire Animus project, and it was he who took the eldest nephew away in the first place.

"Good day, Mr. Miles, I hope you are well after leaving Abstergo."

In the video, Vidic began to greet falsely.

Now I'm a million times glad I didn't get Desmond up.The man in the film, I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't even think I will see him again in my lifetime.

──William Myers.

In other words, my real nephew.

"If you want your father to be well, bring me the Apple of Eden—alone. If you refuse, I'll still give him back to you, considering our previous... pleasant cooperation, but I can't guarantee that he will be... as good as he is now. I believe that neither of us wants to face such an outcome, do we?"

The video ends with a close-up of William's bloodless face, with an address for an appointed meeting written in bold letters.

Tony already pursed his lips, and put on an expression of "I'll just take a look, don't speak."

"Hey, I thought they were all investigated with their tails between their legs? It seems that our country's judicial department needs to step up their search efforts."

And I'm not surprised he couldn't be quiet for more than a minute and a half.

"So, Apple?" Tony pointed to the black box that had been sitting beside him for a long time. The special material of the box could ensure that the Apple of Eden inside would not be easily found by tools such as detectors or scanners.

"Apple." I nodded and picked up the box, pulled on the white hood, nodded to Bucky who was next to me with a dark face who was struggling with the bottom of the pot, and rushed out of the Great Temple before he had a chance to stop me.

***

Tony ended the video and refocused on Desmond's memory synchronization, and the calendar in the young man's mind moved forward a few years to American Independence Day.

Bucky didn't move, even his breathing rate didn't change, the whole person stood there like a statue.

On the first day of entering the Great Temple, Tony brought a whole set of pantry equipment to ensure that there would be fresh coffee every day. Before that, Steve always felt that Tony’s behavior was a bit of a fuss, but now At this moment, he was extremely grateful to have this set of equipment, which gave him a ready-made excuse to talk to Bucky.

"Hey, Buck." Handed a glass of water to Bucky, "It's okay, we can inform other people, Enzo will be fine..."

"I'm not worried about that, come on, just the Templars?" Bucky twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a mocking smile, "One hundred more will be food for Enzo."

"Then what are you?" Steve was even more confused now.

Originally, he wasn't worried that Enzo would be subdued, but he was afraid that Bucky would be confused if he cared about it, but now he doesn't seem to be worried about this... What is it?

Bucky turned his head to look at Steve with a dark face, and there seemed to be black clouds rolling in his eyes.

"Do you think Enzo looked very nervous just now?"

"Yeah." Steve nodded.

"At the beginning, he wasn't so nervous. As soon as he saw the kidnapped man and saw the guy's face, he became ill."

Steve recalled the process of Enzo watching the video just now, and nodded affirmatively, "I remember that, that's right."

"Who is that old man!" Bucky's two eyebrows frowned and squeezed out a small peak, "Why is Enzo so nervous about him! Why have I never heard Enzo mention this person before!"

"..." Steve thought he understood everything.

"No, I have to go for a walk." Bucky walked towards the exit of the Great Temple with a murderous look, and turned back after two steps before going out. He ran to Tony's tea room and directly removed the bucket stuck upside down from the water dispenser and took it away.

"Where did my bucket offend him!" Tony looked at the water dispenser that lost the bucket, and then at the exit of the Great Temple. Bucky's back had disappeared in the halo.

"Uh... I think it's probably a cover." Steve scratched the back of his head, "Didn't the threatening video just say that you have to go alone?"

"Hmm, but what does this have to do with buckets!"

"It's relevant." Steve made a pose with a bucket on his shoulders, and knocked on the door with the other hand, "Hello, open the door, I'll bring water."

Tony felt that he didn't quite understand the logic of old man + super killer in the [-]s.

You country people really know how to play.

Job Change No.90 Six Steps

This is the trading place designated by Vidic.

From the outside, it looks like one of those startup hangouts—you know, the ones that are so popular these days, where three or five young people get together to rent an office, write programs, develop software, and sell it. For a big company like Stark Industries.

The security guard at the door didn't even bother to lift his head when I opened the door and came in. I guess he didn't have the time to register how many people were stuffed in the pigeon cages of this building one by one, and how many people came in and out. .

And of course he would not know that this pigeon cage was just an illusion, behind the narrow and crowded house numbers XX A, XX B, and XX C there was a whole floor of Abstergo's research center .

Or should I say a whole building?

No matter, anyway, I took the elevator to the floor where the movie ended. When the door opened, it was like Alice falling into the rabbit hole, and I saw a completely different world-it was like someone forced the Apple store into it. into this building.

White is the first impression.

It is not the white that is full of the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, but a more indifferent and blunt color.The white at the Apple Store at least makes me want to buy something, the white here almost makes me think of...  

Oh my goodness.

It's like a Hydra's single-family refrigerated warehouse.

"Welcome, Mr. Miles. I should say so, but..."

Vidic's voice surrounds me, and the effect is as good as Dolby surround sound in the theater.But the others seemed not to have heard the broadcast. No matter whether they looked up or down, stood or sat down, no one paid any attention to me.

It was as if I was doomed to never get out the moment I stepped in, so don't worry about it.

Vidic's broadcast continued.

"You don't seem to be Mr. Miles. I think it can be understood that...Mr. Miles doesn't care about his father's life anymore?"

I carried the box of apples and continued on, and there was another elevator at the end of the corridor.

It wasn't until this moment that someone—except Vidic—was willing to give me a little attention.

Two of Abstergo's security guards, as strong as bears, held their batons in the palm of the other hand and tapped them.

"Ah..." I sighed, and glanced up at the ceiling without seeing the camera, "Is this really necessary? I mean, this standard 'I'm a bad guy' debut pose."

I pointed to Bear A and Bear B in front of me. What is gratifying is that from the expressions of their eyes widening angrily, it can be seen that their IQs have surpassed the level of bears and come to the category of humans.

"Okay." There was an unnatural pause in Vidic's voice, "some things don't happen overnight, we can take it one step at a time, first the apple, then... I believe father plus a A relative or friend should be enough chips for Mr. Miles to come and catch up with me."

The two bears waved their batons, one aimed at my head, and the other aimed at my stomach.

"Oh please."

The apple box first hit Bear A (or Bear B? I'm actually not sure the difference between them.) on the bridge of the nose, causing him to stagger a few steps back, and then on his partner's wrist, and the baton dropped out of his hand.

"Has no one told