The Third Winter Soldier

The next day.

Lilith was carrying a camel-colored backpack on her shoulder. When she came down the stairs, she saw Caesar lying listlessly on the counter. Even the ipad, which he always loved to cling to, was left aside by him in the cold. A low-battery warning beeps.

Lilith walked to the counter, stretched out her hand and knocked on the counter a few times in a leisurely manner. After a while, Caesar slowly raised his head. He looked at the person coming with a haggard face. When he saw that it was Lilith , showing a wry smile, and asked, "You're checking out too, right?"

Lilith didn't speak, just nodded, took out a stack of money from her bag and put it on the table, and slowly pushed it towards him.

Caesar sighed, grabbed the stack of money and said while counting: "All gone, all gone, no one left, I thought at least a few permanent tenants could stay, but... oh well .”

Lilith was silent, watching him count the money.

"Hey, there are too many." Caesar divided out the extra banknotes and handed them to Lilith.

Lilith shook her head and said, "Take it!"

"You don't have to sympathize with me. In fact, I know very well that even without this incident, my hotel would be closed soon." He put the banknotes in front of her, "I'll take your heart."

"I don't sympathize with you!" Lilith looked at Caesar, pushed the money back, and said, "This is the labor fee! Starting today, if you have a letter from me, please tell me!"

Caesar's face froze, and he put away his moved expression in embarrassment, nodded, silently put away the money, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Lilith smiled slightly, but didn't answer him. She stretched out her hand and pulled the shoulder strap of the backpack to her shoulder, and said, "Let's go, goodbye!" After finishing speaking, she turned and walked out of the hotel.

Caesar held two handfuls of banknotes and stared at Lilith going out the door. He sighed and lay down on the counter again until he could no longer see her.

Outside the hotel.

As soon as Lilith walked down the steps with her bag on her back, she heard a loud and cheerful voice in her ears: "Hi! Good morning!" She couldn't help but frowned and looked at the source of the voice, and saw a Lawson, who was dressed in a light gray suit and dressed in a gentlemanly manner, was standing at the door of the hotel, holding a bouquet of big red roses in his hand.

"Hi, Lilith! Did you sleep well last night?" Rosen walked up enthusiastically, pulled his swollen face, and handed over the flowers in his hand with a smile: "Oh, this is for you, As...as a gift for your first day at work!"

Lilith's face twitched violently, staring at the big bunch of blood-red roses that he handed to her under her nose as if she saw a ghost. Are you out of your mind?"

Rosen looked back at her innocently and asked, "What's the matter? It's just a gift."

"First of all, you are my boss, and I have never heard of a boss giving an employee a congratulatory gift at work." Lilith looked at Rosen speechlessly, "Then, even if you give a gift, you don't give roses, right? In addition, I suggest you, if you really want to give me a gift, it would be better to give me money directly! I think that would be better!" After finishing speaking, Lilith avoided the bouquet of roses and walked away from him and Take some distance and say, "Okay, I think I can start working today."

Rosen looked at Lilith's disgusted expression, then looked down at the bouquet of roses in his hand, shrugged, "Well, so you don't like roses! I know!" Throwing flowers under the wall of a house, she walked up to her and said, "I have a business to discuss this morning, and we'll go back to New York in the afternoon."

Lilith nodded and didn't say much.

Rosen looked at Lilith with a smile and said, "Then, from now on, I will entrust my safety to you, Lilith!"

Lilith hummed.

"Okay, let's go!" Rosen clapped his hands, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the alley.

Lilith got a bit of a headache from Rosen's bouquet, and didn't notice that while they were talking, a pair of dark blue eyes were silently speaking in a certain window of an apartment building opposite the Caesar Hotel. stared at her.

When they left the line of sight of these eyes, their owner was the man Lilith called the rude man. He leaned against the wall by the window and struggled to put his right leg flat on the floor. There was an inconspicuous hole in his trousers, and around the hole was a large dark red bloodstain. Those bloodstains had solidified in the black fabric and changed the original hardness of the fabric, making the hardened bloodstain different from the surrounding soft fabric. There is no color that is the same but blended into one, which appears to be distinct.

He lowered his eyes, stared at the large piece of stiff fabric for a long time, took out a tiny plastic blue tube from his waist, opened the small blue tube forcefully, put it into his mouth and sucked a few mouthfuls, After swallowing all the blue liquid in the tube into his stomach, he closed his eyes tightly, with a painful expression on his face, his whole body convulsed for a while, his hands fell powerlessly on the ground on both sides of his body.

The sunlight outside the window changed from weak to brilliant, and slowly turned into a gentle sunset. Time passed between the changes of light.He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the dark space in front of him for a few seconds, he immediately stood up. Sliding down, he frowned, quickly grabbed the waistband of his trousers, and stopped them from sliding down. At the same time, a complex expression appeared on his face.

He took a few steps with his trousers in his hands, picked up his black backpack from the corner of the room, pulled out a pair of black trousers, and then let go of the trousers on his body, whose waist and belt were all cut off by the woman , revealing his lean and solid legs, and there was no wound on his right leg except for a faint red bloodstain.

After putting on new pants, the man in black took out a folded and crumpled piece of paper from his backpack. He walked to a place not far from the window, and looked at the piece of paper with the last light.

This is a piece of paper cut out of a newspaper, with some short text and a colored photo. In the photo, a masked man in a tight blue uniform holds a red and blue round shield in his hand, with a serious expression on his face. Looking somewhere out of the camera, there is some text next to the photo, which mentions: "The American hero of the past is a fugitive today, and his whereabouts are unknown."

He stared deeply at the piece of paper, with doubts in his eyes. After a long time, he slowly folded the piece of paper into a small square and stuffed it back into the backpack.

Outside the window, as the sun sets and the moon rises, the night takes over the day and becomes the ruler of the world. The light in the house is lost, and it is completely plunged into darkness. At the same time, the darkness also surrounds the man.

In the darkness, a deep and long sigh sounded softly, a black figure opened the door and disappeared into the deeper darkness...

The author has something to say: I don’t have a brain burn today, so I’m working hard to update,

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