[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

Through the high-definition screen projected by the system, Ian saw that Steve, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and combing his hair part-back, was leading a group of bodyguards into the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, and went straight into Fury's office.Through the screen, Ian can feel the cold and full sense of distance from Steve's whole body, which is worthy of the nickname given by him - the old popsicle!

"Captain..." Fury, who was concentrating on reading the information, was startled at first, and his face softened slightly when he saw the visitor, and his eyes fell on Steve's different attire.A high-end suit, diamond cufflinks, and two diamond brooches connected by a thin gold chain on the tie, making it look extraordinarily indifferent and luxurious, while the group of people behind them all have a faint sense of oppression, looking malicious .Fury's pupils shrank, and he opened the drawer with the hand under the table, holding a small pistol/gun, and his tone was still calm and powerful.

"What does it mean?"

"Nick Fury cannot continue to serve as the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. due to physical reasons, and will be replaced by Captain America Steve Rogers from today." said the long-faced bearded man half a step behind Steve.

Fury relaxed and leaned on the large leather boss chair, but his eyes were sharp and compelling, "I thought Captain America was not interested in power."

"I'm just here to retrieve something that belongs to me." Steve said indifferently, as if he was really just taking back a small object.

"Your stuff?" Fury was confused for a moment, he thought of a possibility in the flash of calcium carbide, and leaned forward involuntarily, "Are you the real mastermind of that behind-the-scenes force?"

"The behind-the-scenes forces?" Steve said with an indescribable sense of sarcasm, playfulness, and disappointment, "I've given you so many chances, haven't you found out yet?"

"Who would have thought that Captain America, once the representative of the American spirit, the hero of the people of the world, and still the national icon, would secretly control a powerful and mysterious organization." Polite sarcasm shot back.

"That man died 70 years ago."

"Why?" Fury's tone was confused, he really couldn't figure out why all this was?Is there any reason for Captain America to get to where he is now step by step?He could not be mistaken, Steve Rogers had never liked power and fighting, not someone who took the initiative to stir up trouble.

Steve remained silent. He walked to the window and stared intently at the ants-like vehicles and pedestrians on the ground for a while, then made a gesture and sat down on the couch by the window.Soon a bodyguard stepped forward, opened an exquisite cigar case, took out a cigar, cut off the cigar head, bent over and presented it with both hands respectfully.Steve took out a slender cigar match, rubbed it lightly, waited for a few seconds, slowly roasted the body of the cigarette with flames, and lit the cigarette end for another few seconds.

He leaned against the sofa and took a small sip. The smoke was slowly enjoyed in his mouth for a while, and then he exhaled lightly. The tall figure was soon surrounded by a cloud of smoke, which made people unable to see the expression on his face clearly. He noticed that his fingertips were trembling slightly as he held the cigar.

Ian stared dumbfounded at the noble and indifferent man in the smoke, his demeanor was perfect, and he asked tremblingly: "Tongtong, do you think Captain America was impaled?"

"Don't worry, it will be replaced if it is fake."

"Then tell me how he can play this kind of pretentious operation so smoothly?" No wonder the kiss in the morning had a unique taste that was faintly discernible. The guy who was emotional did not know when he learned to smoke, and he smoked so much. So pretentious.It's just that from the screen, he can feel Fury's sour mood next to him. This is probably the feeling of witnessing the image of an idol collapsed a little bit. What should I do if I feel a little sympathetic to the bald bastard?

Wait, how can I have the right to sympathize with others now, obviously I am the worst, okay?Ian had a strong premonition of a dark future.

"Who told you he smoked cigars to show off?"

Ian said weakly: "Isn't it?"

"Did you notice that his face was suddenly pale?"

Ian took a closer look, and saw that the smog was overwhelming. He could only see that the lines between his brows seemed to be more obvious. His gaze moved down a little bit, and finally he realized something was wrong. "Is...his hands trembling...for...why?"

"A person with more than 100 shrapnel remaining in his body, the pain occurs regardless of the occasion."

"What?" Ian almost jumped up from the bed, and retorted in disbelief, "He obviously doesn't have any scars on his body."

"You forgot that he has been injected with serum. The skin/flesh grows easily, and the shrapnel will not disappear automatically. After so many years, it has already grown into a part of the body."

This fact hit Ian's head like a thunderbolt, his face was hot, he couldn't lie down anymore, he just turned over and walked back and forth in the bedroom with bare feet, when he saw the chair outside, he just pushed open the glass door Go to the viewing platform and sit down, the warm and humid sea breeze blows, the head seems to be a little more awake.

"Exactly... how did it happen?" Ian sat there as if admiring the sea view, only he knew how much courage it took him to ask this question.

"If you want to sit in the current position, the enemies in the open and in the dark, the struggle of internal forces, even if he carefully hides his identity, but the assassination from time to time is not always lucky to escape. In one assassination, his back was scattered. The shotgun hit caused an infiltrating injury, the bullet spread in the body, and multiple tissues, including nerves, blood vessels, and bones, were injured at the same time. His physique was fatal, but most of the shrapnel penetrated into important organs. According to the medical technology at the time, there was no Take them all out."

"When did it happen?"

"It's been more than 60 years."

Ian's heart was tensed in an instant, as if being ravaged/ravaged wantonly by a big ruthless hand, and he asked anxiously, "Is life in danger?"

"Blackened is also the protagonist. There are many blackened superheroes in the parallel world. The hard-fated setting will not be eliminated. Apart from being more painful, there are no other problems."

"That is to say, in the timeline influenced by the Flash, Captain America was not frozen for 70 years, but hid behind the scenes for 70 years, and endured 60 years of pain."

"Why?" Ian's voice was filled with deep confusion, as if he had fallen into a state of nothingness, his whole body was as light as a feather, and would be blown away by the wind.

"You guessed more than half of it right. On the surface, he is still frozen. It's not the glacier in the Arctic Ocean, but the glacier under the valley. But this is his way to return to his identity."

Ian was even more confused, "Valley?"

"When you left the valley of the world."

"How could it be? At that point in time, there was still some time before the final battle with the Red Skull. How could he fall off the cliff?"

"What if he jumped down on his own initiative?"

"What?" Ian asked urgently, "Why did he take the initiative to jump down? Isn't he committed to catching the Red Skull, destroying Hydra, protecting the people and saving the world? And...and..."

"Probably completely desperate."

"Despair? What kind of despair would make a person choose to jump off a cliff?" Or a person with a strong will that cannot be defeated... Ian sat with his knees bent, involuntarily buried his face in his knees, his shoulders trembled slightly, faintly During the appointment, he seemed to have touched the most critical point, but he couldn't believe that it was the truth.

"A drowning man suddenly grabbed a piece of driftwood just before he was about to die. He thought it was his hope of living, and later found that the driftwood was vulnerable, but it was just a huge joke made by God. .”

"Where is his sense of justice, his sense of responsibility? And the freedom he has always pursued? Where have they all gone?"

"For a person who has experienced it once and knows that the war will be won and the future will be bright, he probably doesn't care if he is there or not."

"System, what happened, tell me." Ian seemed to have calmed down, and the excitement just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"That day he failed to confess, and just before he fell asleep, he had a thought - 'If everything can start over...', just in time for The Flash to change the timeline, maybe his desire is too strong, as the protagonist, as long as he wants, The rules may satisfy his wish at some point, there are too many factors, it is hard to say how it happened, in short, he went back to the past with his memory."

"No, there is a big problem. My current identity is that of my nephew. He may not have confessed his love to me just a moment ago, but then wants to start all over again with that me... This... this

It's a bit too..." "Scumbag" Ian couldn't say it, so the most likely explanation is that the guy took the current me as my substitute?

"Do you think your vest is well covered?" the system said quietly.

Ian was startled at first, and then said with a guilty conscience: "No... isn't it good?"

"Ha ha……"

"He... how did he find out?"

Now it's the system's turn to feel guilty, it pretends to be calm, and directly beats back: "Some little habits that you don't even realize have been exposed long ago, okay?" By the way, the former host didn't know anyway.

"When did he start to doubt, and when did he know for sure?" Ian scratched at the memory of the reunion, his eyebrows frowning into a faint word.

"Doubts have never stopped, okay? Think about when he deliberately made some intimate moves, anyway, it was about that time." The system deliberately blurred, trying to divert Ian's attention. "Are you happy knowing that he loves you from the beginning to the end?"

"Not at all!" After a long time, that guy had already seen through everything and acted decently. Seeing him foolishly acting as a nephew by himself, he must be very happy.Ian wished he could throw the pain and guilt that had arisen just now into the trash can.

I'm stupid, I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid!Steve, you scheming dog, you actually asked me to teach you how to pursue myself?Thinking about it carefully, that guy is actually very obvious, why didn't I notice it?The point is that I was so active in that guy's major life events, and now thinking about it, I almost feel regretful to the point of doubting life.Ian felt ashamed and annoyed at the moment, not knowing which one was more, he gritted his teeth and asked:

"What about going back to the past?"

"A past without you."

I didn't expect this to be the case at all. The embarrassment on Ian's face froze, and he gasped for breath, "Is... another parallel world?"

"No, we are the outsiders. He just returned to the past that belonged to him. Unfortunately, he has all the memories with him." The system paused and said, "Do you still remember the first time you met him?" ?”

"The school toilet."

"That's right, he went back to that time. He thought that God was merciful and gave him a chance to start over and start over with you when nothing happened."

Ian was silent for a while before saying: "He probably waited for my appearance with great anticipation..." All the emotions just now turned into a wry smile, and Ian felt that guy was a bit pitiful again.Needless to say the system, he can probably imagine what will happen next.

"That day he waited for you all night in the toilet cubicle, drenched all over, thinking that you were just late. When he was found in the morning, he had a high fever and passed out. He lay in the hospital for five days before being rescued."

"Then?"

"At first, he was full of hope. First, the place you liked before, and then he walked through every street in Brooklyn, asking door to door if there was a black-haired Asian boy named Ian."

"Can't find anyone, that's why he wants to become stronger, wants power, even at the expense of taking Hydra, which he once hated the most, just to find me?" Fury didn't expect that Hydra would revive , Ian immediately thought of the connection. No wonder the butler said that his property is all over the world. Before, he wondered how much property he had.

"Yes or no, what you guessed is what happened after he jumped off the cliff and survived. Before that, he was careful not to make any changes, probably because he was afraid that if he made a small change, he would completely lose the possibility of finding you .According to the time of that life, he enlisted in the army, injected serum, and became Captain America. He was familiar with the enemy's strategic plan, combat methods, including the location of military reserves. Under his leadership, he avoided many tragic casualties and sacrifices, and achieved great success. The unprecedented victory almost slowed down the entire plan and progress of the Nazis on his own. In the eyes of the people of the world, he always anticipated the enemy's opportunity and always counted on every possible strategy. He achieved impossible victories one after another and won the Acclaimed all over the world, people call him a natural strategist, military strategist, conductor, and has a great reputation."

"He probably doesn't care about fame and praise these false names, he just did what he should do

matter. "

"The army is his last hope. As long as he has time, he will try every means to find you. He uses his privileges to search all the information he can find on the name of Ian. As long as the photos are a little similar, he will run away in person. Confirmed in the past..."

"Fool, what a fool, if you can't find it, don't look for it!" Ian shook his head, with a look of crying and laughter, and whispered lightly like the wind as if drifting in the distance.His heart was torn apart by the truths that came one after another. At first, he felt a dull pain, and soon, it seemed as if a blunt knife was cutting again and again, gouging out, stabbing bloody bloody pull/out again and again, over and over again...

The system waited for Ian to calm down a little bit before continuing: "Until the timeline reached the day you fell off the cliff. In the few months before that, his state began to turn obviously wrong, anxiety, insomnia, no fate He lost his temper for no reason, disappeared suddenly for a few days and couldn't find anyone. When he came back, he was weak like a serious illness, and even collapsed and cried in public... The military once thought it was an adverse reaction of the serum injection, and urgently stopped the follow-up research. "

"Is there no one to help him?" After Ian asked, he felt that this question was stupid, and he needed medicine for his heart disease. The most tormenting thing in this world is probably the hopeless waiting. To that extent, if you want to get rid of the pain completely, probably There is only one way left.

"His abnormality is only known to a few high-level military personnel and a few senior personnel involved in the experiment. They have tried everything they can think of to know that he is looking for someone, and they will not hesitate to use their privileges to help him search in the Asian battlefield. It’s not that some of them were lucky enough to see the portrait he painted, and they probably thought he was suffering from paranoia, and fabricated a person out of thin air. In the end, they really had no choice but to find someone who was three or four points like him according to the portrait. Someone came over, but it made him furious. After that, he seemed to give up completely, and turned into a sophisticated and cold war machine until the day he fell off the cliff."

Ian twitched at the corner of his mouth and laughed at himself: "What's so good about me, it's worth his obsession."

"The emotional world of human beings is very complicated. Once you encounter someone with calm emotions, you may lose your mind and even become paranoid. However, there are still many people rushing forward like moths to a flame. It is difficult for a system to understand this kind of emotion."

"So on that day, he completely gave up, lost all hope and motivation to live, and wanted to die." Ian's auto-completion system will say next, "He... how did he survive? "

"The protagonist's mission was not completed, so he couldn't die naturally. The Hydra people picked him up."

"Has he been brainwashed by Hydra?" Gu Yi said that he has some memory loss, thinking of Hydra's consistent operations, Ian's heart is cold, what good would it be if he fell into the hands of Hydra?Thinking of those possible encounters and the inhuman torture day after day, Ian felt like a heavy boulder was pressing on his heart, making him almost out of breath.

Pain and self-blame hit like a hurricane. Ian was like a helpless child, with his arms tightly wrapped around his legs, sitting on his knees, his five fingers grasping his upper arm and tightening his fingernails almost digging into his flesh. It is a red lip with a pronounced healthy color that gradually turns white.He maintained this sitting posture, tilted his head slightly, trying to stop the tears from falling from his eyes, and there was dense pain in his heart.At this moment, Ian seemed to be wrapped in a spider web that was getting denser and denser. The spider web was wrapped around and around until it formed a thick cocoon. The air inside was getting less and less, and his breathing became more and more difficult. more difficult.