[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

John finally went with Fusco, not just because of the other party's words.

Since he came into contact with Harold, he has frequently flashed back some past memory fragments, most of which contain Harold, Shaw, and some other people, and John is willing to believe that those are real memories rather than What is a false image projected in the subconscious mind due to experience.

He also tried to look up some information himself, but he couldn't find any information about Harold Finch, so he couldn't start. He could only turn to confirm the two pieces of news that were shown to him before.

Fortunately, the earlier news in China is more difficult to verify the details, but the other news in New York can be found a lot. He even managed to call up the files archived by the police station, including the surrounding situation , The time of the incident, the photos and reports of the on-site investigation can be seen at a glance.

And when John came to the street where the incident happened, he looked up at the ruins that had not been repaired after the explosion, and he was even more convinced that the explosion in his memory happened here.

So, according to Veronica, what happened between his departure from the CIA and the explosion?

John wondered what else they didn't know.

Fusco drove him all the way out of town, which made John even more curious, but he didn't ask, and Fusco didn't seem to want to answer.

After nearly an hour's drive, they came to a cemetery in the suburbs. From a distance, they could see rows of neat and clean tombstones. People walked by in twos and threes. Not far away, they could see a small funeral is taking place.

Fusco stopped at a certain position on the road skillfully, and got out of the car without saying a word. John followed him to get out of the car and found that he had prepared a bouquet.

Fusco closed the trunk and handed him one of the flowers.John glanced at him, but didn't take over right away.

"Although I really want to see your regretful expression, it's not here." Fusco responded to his doubts, although it was not very clear, but John finally accepted.

When Fusco stepped into the grass and headed in a certain direction, he saw Elijah walking towards him.

The leader of this New York gangster brought only two men, wearing a solemn black overcoat, holding the ridiculous round hat he was used to wearing in his hand, he paused when he faced them, and nodded to Fusco." Detective." After the latter also nodded in response, Elijah turned his head to John, seemingly surprised and defensive, "John, I haven't seen you for a while, how are you doing?"

It didn't take a high IQ to deduce that Elijah was part of Harold's gang, and John glanced at him, but didn't respond.

Elijah obviously didn't expect any response, he nodded with Fusco again, put on his hat and passed them by.

Fusco finally took him to a stop in front of a tombstone, and he watched as Fusco knelt down, placed a bouquet of white flowers in front of the tombstone, and said to him, "Wonder boy, I don't know what happened to you, we lost The news about you and the four-eyed boy...we thought..." He paused "It's not enough friends, I can understand if you don't want to contact us anymore, but you can't forget her, you can't." He said Standing up and getting out of the way of the tombstone, the photo of the woman who was completely blocked by him before was revealed "She is the best of us, the person who deserves to live to see today, but she didn't, we all owe her, including you, You can't forget."

John seemed to be frozen when he saw the photo. He unconsciously took two steps forward, then knelt down on one knee, looking at the photo at the same level, in order to see her better.

In the photo, a woman with dark brown skin is wearing a police uniform, and she is very heroic. She smiles confidently outside the photo, as if the world has never disappointed her. Love and faith are always behind her, and the stars in her eyes are shining shines on those around you.

That is not a star, the untouchable cold light in the distant universe should never be used to describe her, she is a torch.

John's finger landed on the name engraved under the photo, stroke by stroke.

I didn't go to her funeral, he thought.

He thought of the woman, the pain of Joss Carter dying in his arms, the confusion of finding the clip empty when he pulled the trigger, the adventure they had together, the fully equipped car as she opened the trunk. The weapon pouch...then he remembered how they met, and he remembered what they met for.

He thought of a lot, too many fragments surged up at this moment, he tried to grasp all of them, many fragments slipped away from his fingertips and were lost again, but there were also many left behind, those really important things, can make What he refuses to smash and hide under Hydra's brainwashing machine.

Now, he has found that way.

"Are you okay?" Leonard's voice came not far behind him—he remembered his name now—but he didn't step forward, and John noticed that he was sitting on the ground, curled up in a A group, like a stray dog.

Or maybe he was, he thought, drifting from place to place, cared for by person to person, and finally had to leave.

"I'm a little far from good and bad, Fusco."

"..." This resulted in a huge silence behind him, and after a while, a hand was lightly placed on his shoulder, "Welcome back, buddy."

John let Fusco pull him up from the ground, he is very disorganized now, too many pieces are not put in the right place, past and present are mixed together, he thinks of too many people, too many contradictions and conflicts ...and then it all fell apart with a hard punch to the jaw.

He took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize himself. He touched his chin subconsciously, guarded, and warned the other party, "I won't fight you here."

"I guess so." Fusco didn't catch up again, but shook his hand and said without guilt. After thinking for a while, he proposed, "Want to go to the bar for a round?"

There's still a lot to deal with, but John really just wants a drink and a little confusion right now.

Tony had a good night's sleep, and he opened his eyes feeling refreshed, which he rarely feels before his first cup of starter coffee in the morning.

Then he remembered the reason for that good dream.

The book The End of Eternity was still on the pillow, but the place next to his bed was empty.This made him a little bit lost, and then, he heard the faint sound of running water in the bathroom, and the part of his heart that had stepped down swelled up again.

He jumped out of bed, and the liquid metal ball beside the bed was rolling around his feet, like a puppy chasing his feet.And he went to the bathroom door and knocked on the door, raising his voice to make sure that the people inside could hear clearly: "I'm going to get some breakfast, do you have any special preferences?"

"Wait a minute." Accompanied by these words, the sound of water stopped, and then the door opened, and Veronica poked her head out and asked carefully, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Tony froze for a moment at the question.Because he never takes his female companions to the public rest floor.

He is not afraid of the gossip of his teammates.His teammates still respect personal privacy very much. They may show gossip in private and pester him, but they will not harass or harass his female partner.

Eating breakfast together is a very intimate gesture. He and Lushui Qingyuan would not do this kind of thing. He can't remember the last time he had breakfast with a woman who was not a teammate...

To be honest, he wanted to take her down, introduce her to his friends, and prove that their relationship was above board and not the secret lover that the tabloids portrayed it to be.

So he said "I want you to come with me." Then he immediately added "But if you don't want to, that's okay."

"..." Veronica hesitated for a moment, she wiped the water from her face, and then said, "I'll go with you."

Clint, who was sitting directly opposite the kitchen door and had the best eyesight, saw Tony first. The chopsticks were twirling between his fingers, just as securely as he used to hold his own arrows. When Tony came over, he raised his voice to He said, "We're still guessing when we're going to see you show up. The other people who were recruited have shown their faces, so you are missing." He was talking about the Avengers who were recruited in the gas incident. It sounds like Hank's The medicine is [-] percent working, and everyone's fine now. "You look pretty…" Clint stops mid-sentence, apparently seeing that Tony isn't alone.

Because of Clint's stuck voice, everyone turned to look at Tony, and everyone saw the person Tony brought.Then there was a collective silence.

"Wow, someone is refreshed in the morning." Tony was most worried that Natasha's shocking words would ruin the morning, but the female agent didn't say anything other than this unsalty tease.

Tony pulled Veronica to sit on the two adjacent vacant seats at the dining table, and Janet next to him looked straight at him without even bothering to hide the gossip look on her face, until he was seated and sneaked under the table Kicked him, then cleared his throat, and asked on behalf of everyone, "Tony, who is this?"

"Ask knowingly." Tony replied angrily, and pointed around with the fork he just picked up. "This is Veronica, and these are my group of eight-year-old teammates. You all know them."

Jane kicked him dissatisfiedly under the table again.And Thor, who was sitting next to Veronica, took her hand and gave her a hand kiss in the manner of an old gentleman: "Good morning, beautiful lady."

And Veronica's eyes widened. This is usually an expression of what she thinks. Before Tony had time to stop, she couldn't wait to ask, "It is said that the bone and muscle density of Asgardians is different from that of humans. , Is it true? Will the air oxygen content in Asgard be higher? Will you feel the lack of oxygen when you come to the earth?" She also curiously reached out and poked the rock-hard muscle on Thor's arm .

Fortunately, Thor was not offended.The hearty laughter of the Asgardian sounded in the silence, "Anthony, you are lucky, this beautiful lady seems to have an extraordinary mind."

Tony quickly held down Veronica who was about to attack Thor, and then another blond and blue-eyed muscular man appeared.

The captain came to the table with a plate of scrambled eggs, and politely passed it to the guests present.

Veronica didn't take the plate, but her attention was clearly diverted from Thor.She's staring into Captain America's face, and doesn't look like the adoration you usually see idols.This made Steve a little confused, and he was just about to ask.Tony stepped in between them, took the plate, picked some from his and Veronica's and handed it to Janet.

"Can I stab him?" Veronica whispered together with him, "I promise I will do it professionally and it won't cause too much pain."

"No, it can't be done." Tony gritted his teeth and secretly broke away Veronica's clenched hand and snatched the table knife.