prince and his shield

"Roy is playing dead again. So, how is today?"

Wanting to stay alone and read a book for a while, Steve, who was sober and clear, received a call from Rose.

"Something went wrong." Steve had to put down the book in his hand, rubbed his brows, and let the bastard who had been driven out of his mind crawl back.

After explaining the cause and effect, Steve refrained from mentioning anything else.

Nothing to do with him.

"So there is no filming today, and there is a follow-up?" Rose's voice sounded very reluctant.

"Yes." Steve coughed.

Don't ask, don't care, he is a broadcaster, a tool man.

The slightly obscene expression of the fat man he saw during the day passed in his mind, and Steve frowned.

"Then they should tell me the changed content, and I'll send it to you at that time." After knowing the situation, Rose was about to hang up the phone.New Bayi first launch

"Miss Rose—" Steve said.

"Ok?"

He hesitated for a while, and in the end he neither said that he didn't want to be a job other than a driver, nor did he mention the director.

Once is also a guard, and twice is also, in case I read it wrong.

"Does Mr. Bowen have any relatives?" Steve changed the question.

He originally planned to ask Royston directly after he became more familiar with it, but now it seems that it will be difficult to realize it.

"In terms of blood relationship, no." Rose said lightly.

"Not one?" Steve repeated.

"Correct."

"Miss Rose, do you know that he has an elder named... Rogers?" Steve tilted his head slightly, his voice lowered.

"Rogers?" Rose repeated, her voice strange.

"……Correct."

"Why do you ask that?" Rose didn't answer his question directly.

Steve's sinking heart rose slowly.

"Uh...just, I saw a photo by accident. There is a person who looks like him on it. There is a name on the back of the photo, curious."

Steve rubbed his forehead, stuttering in explanation.

Fortunately, the person opposite didn't seem to be suspicious because of his poor excuse.

"Don't mention Rogers in front of Roy." Rose reminded.New Bayi first launch

"Why?" Steve sat up straight.

"He was abandoned by Rogers a long time ago." Rose, who was sitting in the blank office, leaned back, brushed her hair, took off her glasses and wiped them.

Her eyes are colder than the lenses, but her voice is normal: "This is what you need to know."

"Abandoned?" Steve frowned, not noticing the abnormality, "He won't...well, I mean, who would abandon Mr. Bowen?"

"It is said that he was abandoned... After he became famous, in order to prevent any unexpected relatives from finding him, I checked." Rose pressed her fingertips against the edge of the table and turned the chair, "In fact, he died. "

Steve's heart went numb, even though he was prepared, he was still attacked by panic: "...Dead?"

"Yes." Rose responded, bending her lips, "You know Captain America is also named Rogers, right?"

"Yes." Steve raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

"That Rogers also died in World War II, Navy." Rose smiled half-smile, "What a coincidence."

Steve's lips trembled: "...on the battlefield?"

"Yes." Rose's expression on the other side of the microphone became strange, with a trace of indescribable weirdness.There was a sneer on his expressionless face all year round, which quickly disappeared.

The sound is stable and undisturbed.

"Thank you for telling me." Steve forced out a thank you.

"It's nothing." Rose's face was expressionless, but her voice was filled with a smile, "I want to train you to be a deputy."

"...Well, thank you."

After hanging up, Steve sat for a while, then stood up abruptly, and a call came to the number Fury had given him.

Natasha was surprised when she saw the number, and picked it up: "Hi, captain."

"I'm going to speak to Fury." Steve circled the room.

Natasha raised her eyebrows and gave him a bunch of keys.

Fury gets the call: "Hi, Captain."

"You tell me there's no record of Roy Rogers in the bureau." Steve kept his voice as low as possible, but a hint of irritability leaked out.

The thoughts that have been churning strangely today have become more and more confused.

"Yes, we really didn't find it." Fury was slightly puzzled by his questioning tone, "You know that era. After the war, many documents were lost. We couldn't take care of every document when we entered it."

"But he's a soldier," Steve raised his voice. "He was a soldier in World War II!"

"What?" Fury was also taken aback, so why didn't he find it?

Among other things, Roy Rogers was the captain's uncle.

Steve couldn't control his emotions a bit: "You can't find out what a model's agent can find out?"

Fury... "Captain, I'll check again. But what about the model's agent?"

"...Royston Bowen is his descendant." Steve said, only to feel worse because of his bad tone.

He took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa.

"The male model you like?" Fred raised his voice.

"...the one at my work." Steve closed his eyes.

"Um... so, she has enough clues. Now, we have it too, and we will find your uncle's information." Fu Rui coughed several times, trying to erase the words he just blurted out, but Captain Lucky didn't seem to care about him if.

"Okay." Steve fell silent.

However, Roy went to the battlefield and died on the battlefield. What a bad joke.

Doesn't that person hate war the most?After he insisted on joining the army, he even had a big fight with himself, saying that he would not collect his body if he died.

Why go to the battlefield?

"Sorry," Steve whispered, "I'm a little out of control."

"I know," Fury reassured him, "I understand what it's like to know that you have loved ones in this world."

Steve smiled bitterly: "Please."

Putting down the phone, Steve covered his face.

After a long time, he let go.

Royston Bowen, who looked to be in his early twenties.

So, is it a great grandson or something?

It was ridiculous for a moment, and Steve also laughed out loud. After laughing, he felt sore in his heart.

His consciousness stopped in 1945, and he should be 96 years old now.He lost more than 70 years, and everything stopped in the third year of his break with Roy.

He thought he had a chance to recover, after all, the war had come to an end.

But when I woke up from my dream, there was nothing left.

If he had known earlier, even if he would be kept away, he would have to confess first.

What about uncle?He hadn't seen his father anyway.

Besides, he doesn't look like an uncle either.

Eating and drinking, clumsy, and always getting himself into trouble.

Steve fell back on the couch, covering his eyes with his hands.

Uncle shit.

He didn't even have the guts to say a perfunctory love for you among his relatives.

After a while, he moved his hand away, his eyes were red.

Stretching his legs, he let out a long breath.

My whole body hurts and I can't hold it down.

He bowed slightly and sat on the spot, his dry palms squeezed and rubbed against each other, barely bringing up a trace of warmth that could be hot or cold.

He sat there until the sunset, without changing his posture.

The phone rang, and he quickly grabbed it, stared at the screen for a while, and picked it up.

"Hey?"

"Captain, we found him." Fury's voice was cautious and cautious.

Because of his tone, Steve doesn't speak, tense.

"He did go to the battlefield, but... he didn't join the army in the United States." Fury explained, "He went to the UK in 43. I don't know how he did it. Maybe it was because it was a mess at the time, and he changed his nationality. He joined the British army at the end of World War II, was wounded in the battle, and died."

Steve processed the information slowly: "UK?"

"Yes. In addition, Royston's nationality is actually British, and he changed his American nationality later." Fury continued to flip, "He came to the United States six years ago."

"We don't know very well about our previous experience in the UK. But, he... well, he is on the UK's refusal list."

Fury hesitated: "This is a matter for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Therefore, we don't know the inside story."

A thread tore through Steve's confused mind.

43 years, is the year I enlisted in the army.

It turned out that he ran to the UK.

Living a solid life, why did you join the army at that time?

"Captain, the time when he joined the army coincides with the time when you disappeared." Fury didn't know how he would react when he told this story.

However, I always feel that I should tell him.

"The fleet he belongs to operates in the Arctic Ocean." That's where Captain America disappeared.

Steve didn't hear his own heartbeat for a moment, and after a long silence, he whispered, "Thank you, I see."

"It's okay." Fury stood in the office that was already filled with various materials, and put down the documents in his hand, "...sadly."

Steve hung up the phone abruptly, the phone clenched in his hands until a crack appeared.

Slowly let go, breathing too loudly in the dim room.