[Zhongyingmei] After all, I'm not a devil

There were countless words in Peter's heart that he wanted to spit out, but he endured it. He grabbed the man and tied him up with spider silk.

When he entered the library through the window, he glanced at everyone in BAU, dropped the person in his hand, and left quickly.

"Coco." Peter reappeared as if nothing had happened, and no flaws could be seen on him. Compared with him who shot for the first time, the current him has grown to an amazing level.

Ke Ke was being questioned by a BAU agent, when he heard his voice, he turned his head and nodded as a greeting.

"I really can't believe it. You're saying that you shot that guy down with a Starbucks cup." Reid's eyes were full of curiosity. He raised his glasses and looked at Coco without blinking. See what the answer comes to like.

"Yeah." Coco packed up her things and replied.

"How big is that glass?" Rhett asked.

The person next to him who had been listening with his ears up said hurriedly, "It's a big cup."

"It's a medium cup!" Someone retorted, "That cup is so small, how could it be a large cup?"

"Starbucks' big cups are so small!" The person who was refuted replied angrily.

Coco shrugged, "Super large cup."

"Then how did you throw it?" Rhett couldn't believe that a paper cup could be thrown so far and had such a great impact, his eyes were shining with curiosity.

"It's just lost." Coco stuffed the notebook into her backpack, turned around and said to Rhett, "I'm sorry, but I think your top priority should be to send that person to prison as soon as possible, otherwise, his escape is just a way of getting rid of it." Minutes."

Coco pointedly raised her chin at the bound man.

Hozner put one hand in his pocket. He didn't know what to say to the policeman beside him, then walked over and said to Ke Ke, "Thank you for your reminder and help."

"You're welcome." Coco said.

"I..." Rhett wanted to ask another question, but was dragged away by Morgan grabbing the collar at the back of his neck.

"Okay, Rhett, we should go."

The sound of a police car came from outside, and many reporters rushed over after receiving the news.

Many people blocked the entrance of the library.

Ke Ke and Peter looked at each other, squeezed into the crowd tacitly, and slipped away quietly.

By the time the reporter heard the news and came to find someone, Ke Ke and the two had already left.

Three o'clock at night.

Ke Ke sent the finalized thesis topic and outline to the tutor.

She bent her knees, drank milk and waited for the instructor's reply.

Ding--

Email replied.

Coco nervously opened Hannibal's reply, and after seeing the agreement, he clenched his fist, "Yes!"

Ke Ke walked around the room excitedly, she wished she could buy a string of firecrackers to celebrate, but it was not enough to disturb the people in the middle of the night.

By the way, Steve!

Ke Ke remembered that her netizen had come. When she woke up, she was not very familiar with life in this world. She chatted with people on the Internet when she was free. By chance, she met Steve who also had this kind of trouble. People have become netizens.

Steve's schedule has always been disordered, maybe he's still awake.

Coco took out her phone and knocked on Steve.

"Are you there?"

Steve.Rogers wiped the dripping water from his hair, put a towel on his hair, lowered his head and slowly replied with his fingers: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I've passed the thesis topic!" Through the phone, Steve could still feel the excitement of Coco on the other side. He pursed his lips and smiled, "Congratulations."

"Steve, I'm so happy, if I can see you now, I want to give you a hug." Coco said.

"Why not?" Steve replied, "Didn't you say you were in New York too? Then maybe we could meet."

The relationship between Steve and Coco is more like brothers. They have the same experience. They wake up after sleeping for many years. They are both unfamiliar with this vicissitudes of the world. He almost thought that the person opposite was a doctor sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. to give him psychotherapy.

"You're right, why didn't I think of it?" Ke Ke replied.

"So when are you free?" Steve asked thoughtfully.

"This Wednesday afternoon, my tutor will be back around Thursday, I will miss this rare vacation of mine." When Ke Ke thinks of Hannibal, his stomach hurts deeply. yes!

"Okay." Steve thought for a while, he just didn't have a mission that day, "Is it okay to make an appointment in Times Square?"

"No problem." Coco sent an ok picture.

The two of them had never met each other, let alone made a video, but neither of them tacitly guarded against each other.

Firstly, both sides feel that their force is sufficient to deal with everything, and secondly, they already have a deep understanding of each other's character.

"What? Netizens meet." Peter exclaimed, he even ignored what Coco just said about handing over the position of store manager to Mary.

"That's right." Keke tilted his head in confusion, doubts flashed across his black pearl-like eyes, is this so surprising?

"This, this is not safe." Peter frowned and said, "Why don't I go with you."

In the United States, no less than hundreds of people die every year from this kind of network face-to-face, and you never know whether the person sitting on the other side of the network and having a good conversation with you is a human or a dog.

"No need." Coco waved his hand, "I believe in Steve, and even if there is anything, I can handle it by myself."

"But..." Peter knew that Coco's strength was enough to beat all the perverts in New York, but he was still worried, and he also felt a little jealous when he heard that Coco trusted Steve, whom he hadn't met yet.

"That's it, don't worry, Peter." Ke Ke patted Peter on the shoulder, "You have to believe that anyone with bad intentions will not end well if they meet me."

at the same time.

Corson crossed his arms and walked back and forth in front of Steve several times.

Steve raised his head helplessly, "Cosen, what's the matter with you?"

"Ahem." Cosen cleared his throat, "Actually, I'm fine."

There was a smile on Steve's face, it's nothing, you've walked in front of me at least eight times.

After seeing what Steve meant, Cosen put his fist against his lips and opened the suitcase in his hand, "Since you are going to meet netizens, you should bring more self-defense things."

Steve glanced at the box, which contained the best and most advanced equipment of S.H.I.E.L.D., bombs, stink bombs, two Bronte pistols/guns, and several boxes of bullets.

Steve believes that these things are more than enough to fight Hydra.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it." Steve declined.

"You should wear self-defense." Ke Sen hesitated to speak.

"Is there something wrong with Coco?" Steve asked, considerately not questioning S.H.I.E.L.D.'s snooping on his privacy.

Corson nodded with red ears, "We can't find out her identity."

No wonder.

Steve thought to himself, and he smiled, "Okay, I'll remember to take it away, thank you, Corson."

It's one thing to wear it, another thing to wear it, Steve glanced at the box.