[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

The air conditioner in the ward was a bit low, but she was covered with a quilt, so it didn't matter.Didi thinks that the instrument next to it has a rhythm. It is good to have a rhythm, and a rhythm means that everything is under control.No restraint, perfect, which means that she didn't kick the quilt when she fell asleep.The oxygen tube in the nose, which is not good, makes her nasal cavity very uncomfortable, but luckily she is not allergic to the tube.

There are whispers nearby, and several people are discussing "a lot of blood loss." "A deeper wound may be fatal." "Is this the first time she has done this? Why is it the back of the head? Cut off the ears?" "You said she Ever passed out suddenly? Is there a reason?" "No, Don did the test and he didn't find anything wrong at the time." "She also looked surprised, she was asking me for help, I don't think it was suicide "" "Sometimes depression is..."

So she opened her eyes, feeling the need to excuse herself.

Tony spotted her at the first time, he stood facing her, saw her open her eyes, left the discussion group, came to sit beside her, touched her forehead gently, "You're awake. "

"That's not suicide. I don't have any reason to commit suicide. I'm not depressed." Veronica said to him, her throat was dry as soon as she opened her mouth, and her voice was hoarse like when a coffin that had been placed for 100 years was pushed away.

Tony also heard it, so he took a cup from the bedside with a straw stuck in it, and supported Veronica's head, carefully avoiding the horrible deep wound on the back of her head.Veronica drank some, and the cool liquid moistened her throat and made her feel alive again, and she emphasized again, "I didn't kill myself."

"I know," Tony said, with a reassuring smile but concern in his eyes. "What do you remember?"

"I remember breaking the mirror," Veronica said, pausing. "I don't know what I was doing...maybe, sleepwalking?"

"Sleepwalking." Tony said, but he was not relieved at all. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated. The two people behind him also surrounded him, and Tony said, "This is Pym and Banner, I guess you know."

"Yeah, they are all famous." Veronica said, if she is in good condition, she would like to ask about the relationship between the limit increase of Pym particles and the skeleton, and also want to ask Banner when he transforms into the Hulk. Does the radiation deplete Banner's own energy.

But she is very tired now... probably because of the loss of blood, her eyes can hardly be opened.When she was drowsy, she remembered a more critical thing, "Are we in the hospital now?"

"No." Tony's face turned weird. "You said you didn't want to be there when you were in the hospital, so we came back to my house, remember?"

Veronica doesn't remember saying anything like that, she doesn't even remember going to the hospital, she just thinks it's good, repeats "it's fine if I'm not in the hospital." and falls asleep again.

Later, Veronica woke up again and found that it was already night.She was alone in the room, covered with a thick quilt, and the curtains were tightly closed.

When she jumped out of bed and stepped on the ground, she felt pain in the side of her right foot, looked down and saw the bandaged foot, and she remembered what had happened before.

Tony says he took her home, and Veronica isn't sure if he means Avengers Mansion by home.To verify, she opened the door and looked out.

Outside the door is an oversized living room with floor-to-ceiling windows that can see the whole of New York. There are several doors connected to the living room. Opposite Veronica is the elevator. The whole space is quiet and lifeless. Only the sensor lights in the living room are on her Lights up when the door is opened.So she guessed that this was the headquarters of the Avengers, but not the floor where the Avengers were active.

The elevator reaches this floor at exactly this time.The door opened, and a woman came out. She had red hair that Veronica envied. She wore high heels and a suit to perfectly support her aura, and she saw Wei peeking out from the crack of the door for the first time. ronika.

For a moment Veronica wasn't sure if she should close the door quickly.

"Hi." The red-haired woman smiled politely at her, then walked into the living room, and said apologetically, "Tony said you were asleep."

"I woke up," Veronica replied, unable to close the door again. "You must be Pep Potts."

"Yes." Pep nodded. "Is Miss Violet right? Can I call you Veronica?"

"Up to you." Veronica walked out the door, leaned against the wall and looked at Pep at a distance, and nodded casually.She saw Pep scan her from top to bottom quickly, her eyes lingering on the bandages on her feet and hands for a while, so she had to explain, "This is caused by sleepwalking."

"Sleepwalking." Pep didn't seem very convinced, but she didn't make any judgments, just nodded, raised the bag in her hand and said the purpose of this trip, "Tony said you might need some clothes... I'm not sure if the size he quoted me is exactly right, would you like to try it?"

"Of course." Veronica was taken aback. The plaid pajamas she was wearing were not hers. She suspected they weren't even women's. If you go out to meet people, you will definitely be misunderstood.

She ended up opting for a long-sleeve dress because the collar was turned up to hide the cut behind the ear.

She walked out of the bedroom to find Pep still sitting on the sofa on the phone.Turn to look at her when she appears, and say to the phone, "She's out, do you want to talk to her yourself?"

The person on the other end of the phone is undoubtedly Tony. He said something to Pep. Pep nodded and showed appreciation for Veronica's outfit. After that, he took the phone away and asked her softly. "Tony asked if you wanted to go out to dinner?"

"Of course." Veronica replied without thinking.

Hydra base.

When there was a knock on the office door, John quickly walked over and opened it.

As Veronica's confidant, his current status in Hydra is not comparable to that of the past, and he naturally has his own office.Although John had never been an office material, private offices offered some privacy within the Hydra organization.

The door opened, and there was only a technician with the Hydra logo on his hat standing there with a laptop.The hat was lifted up slightly, revealing a somewhat flustered face wearing glasses, "I heard that there is a problem with the network line here."

John smiled unconsciously, then let the door open to let him in and said, "Big question."

Harold hurriedly took off the hat after John closed the door, turned his head and looked at John with wide eyes, showing a helpless expression, "I know you often sneak behind enemy lines, Mr. Reese, but I believe I also express I have no experience with it myself.”

"Relax, Harold, you have talent." John pushed him to the table and sat down on his shoulder.

Harold took out his notebook from his bag and said, "What are we looking for?"

"Hydra's records on human experiments." John said, "Veronica is an experimental subject, and Hydra must have kept all her past materials. I want to see if there is anything that can help her in the future."

"..." Harold didn't make a sound, his fingers tapped the keyboard to listen, so John still heard the overtones.

He turned his head to look at his friend and asked, "What?"

"It's nothing, it's just...she's a super villain, why not leave her and the Hydra problem to SHIELD to solve?" Harold said, "I believe that with Mr. Barnes, SHIELD is not It will be difficult for her."

"She saved my life, Harold."

"Hydra didn't save you because of kindness, John." Harold shook his head, he completely stopped his hands, looked up at John, "She destroyed your memory, used you as a bait, and sent you To kill someone, that's very unacceptable. Her behavior is erratic and devoid of empathy ... it's very dangerously anti-social."

"Relax, Harold." John leaned on the edge of the table, propped his head on the table with one hand and looked down at Finch, and put his empty hand on Finch's shoulder to comfort him, "You have brought a personal grudge. Speaking of Anti-social, we have all been defined by the mainstream society, this does not mean anything. Veronica is a good child, she just had no choice before, what we should do is to help her, to ensure that she will not be destroyed by myself in the end, just Like the things we've done in the past."

"..." Harold calmed down, he thought about John's words, and finally the old habit of being helpful took over, he nodded and returned to work, turned back to look at the computer screen again "I'll see what I can find .”

Years of work gave Harold a lot of experience in searching for secrets, so it didn't take long for him to find something.Clicking on the encrypted folder, rows of files were listed in front of his eyes. He clicked on the first material sorted by time. He was so shocked by the content of the plan that he couldn't speak, and he could only let out a sigh of emotion " God."

"What?" John just came back with coffee. Hydra's coffee has improved a lot since Veronica took over. He handed one of the cups to Harold, dragged a chair and sat next to him, Lean over and watch what's on the screen together.What was just opened was the complete plan of the whole plan, which roughly explained the cultivation of genetic engineering, the selection of embryos, the instillation of children's knowledge, and a series of brainwashing and strengthening education and mental testing programs. The subsequent file numbers ranged from 001 to three digits, horizontally It spans from the shortly after the end of World War II to the 90s of last century.

Some files occupy a small amount of memory, and only a few pages are clicked. They are gene combinations that failed during the embryonic period, and some have very thick files, indicating that they have been cultivated for a long time, but they still fail.Harold quickly sifted through these files. Around the 70s, there was an insertion report showing that the male subjects were more unstable in terms of mentality, irritable and difficult to control after adulthood, so the direction of the experiment was to completely abandon male subjects.

Harold wrote a search, entered Veronica's name, and after a few seconds of sifting through, a dossier popped up from the bottom of the folder.