A light lingered in the darkness. Lucy stepped forward, and the light was so bright that it almost blinded her eyes. She squinted her eyes and found that the light was a surgical lamp, and doctors wearing masks gathered around her.

"Experiment No. 22, anesthesia."

Lucy looked around unconsciously, but only heard this sentence clearly, she struggled violently, was she being treated as a test object?What are you kidding?

Her hand got out of the restraints, knocked over the scissors on the operating table, and fell off the bed. She grabbed a scalpel and let out a roar like a beast. Lucy could hardly believe that the sound came from her own mouth. When they came out, several security guards in black uniforms broke in from the outside with stun guns. Lucy stared at them, and the scalpel twirled at her fingertips, and flew towards the throat of a security guard. Splashing out, Lucy's hand broke free from the other restraint belt, supported it with one hand, crossed the operating bed, pulled out the scalpel, and inserted it into another person's heart, while the rest of the security guards ignored it. The life and death of the two companions, surrounded, two electric bullets popped out of the electric gun and wrapped around Lucy's body, her movements froze, and was finally suppressed by the surrounding security guards, she rushed towards a glass, as if that was At the exit, her beautiful head slammed into the glass hard, leaving a bloodstain. She slapped the glass frantically, shouting something.

The glass gradually became transparent, and the vision slowly blurred. Lucy vaguely saw a man with brown-red half-length curly hair and a black woman with a good figure looking at her coldly from behind. Lucy felt a strong anger Devouring her, she didn't understand why she was angry when she saw these two people. She saw the brown-red haired man bent down and said something. She couldn't hear anything because of the glass barrier, but her vision was clear for a moment. She saw the man's mouth clearly: "Lucy, my doll."

The eyeballs under Lucy's eyelids moved violently, and her breathing became short of breath.

"She's about to wake up." Matthew's voice.

"How do you know? Don't try to shirk responsibility, you took her out, and it turned out like this." Tony's voice.

"As I said, she fainted after seeing Mr. Kent." Matthew retorted angrily.

"I'm sorry I didn't know that would happen," Kent mumbled.

"Gentlemen, let's be more mature, don't make noise here, there is still a patient inside." Captain America's voice.

Lucy suddenly woke up with her face covered in cold sweat, and the numbness and pain in her whole body were still there, making her involuntarily groan.

The sound outside suddenly stopped, and four men ran in together.

Lucy felt dazzled for a moment, and just wanted to hide under the covers.

Four superheroes side by side, this is going to heaven!

Lucy locked on Kent in black-rimmed glasses and plaid shirt.

You, Superman, the spy sent by DC, why did nothing good happen when you came!

As if sensing Lucy's resentful gaze, Clark Kent touched his nose: "Lucy, don't you really know me?"

Lucy looked at Clark's affirmative and aggrieved look, and searched her memory carefully. She did not have any memory about Clark.

"I don't remember you, why do you look familiar to me?" Lucy looked at Clark suspiciously.

Clark was a little embarrassed: "I...you...you should remember Lana, we had dinner together in the store where she worked, and some strange things happened in the town at that time, you and Lana were very interested Just come and investigate, we wrote the school magazine together."

Lucy shrugged her eyebrows, and the room fell into an awkward silence. It was obvious that Lucy hadn't thought of anything.

Clark Kent frantically flipped through his old cowhide briefcase, took out a few business cards from it, and handed each of them one: "I am a reporter from the Metropolitan Planet Daily, Clark Kent."

Tony rolled his eyes and threw the business card on the bed. Matthew put the invisible business card in his pocket very gracefully. Only Bucky smiled at Clark and said hello.

"So... girl, what happened yesterday? How did you get kidnapped by this blind Romeo, and finally fainted in a fast-food restaurant where the floor was not clean because of hypoglycemia?" Tony said angrily, glancing at the horse. build.

"Me, hypoglycemia?" Lucy pointed to herself.

Tony spread his hands: "The doctor said so, but considering that you ate a whole beef burger, a basket of French fries and half a cherry pie, this reason is too unbelievable."

Yes, even Lucy herself couldn't believe it.

Lucy's puzzled eyes lingered on Clark. She still vaguely remembered the bizarre dream she had just had. In the dream, she was as vigorous as a secret agent, and she was sure it was just her imagination. She didn't have any information about secret agents. And what memories of surgery, like she didn't know Clark Kent at all, she was referring to in this world, in reality.

Of course she knew that the rustic-dressed little reporter in front of her had another identity, Superman, the savior of the world.

Clark pushed his glasses, not knowing why Lucy stared at him with that weird look.Bucky's gaze wandered between the two of them a few times, breaking their eye contact.

"Lucy, do you need something to eat?"

Lucy cheered for a while, and sure enough, no matter which world it is, Captain America is always the most considerate one, and others can't keep up.

Captain America brought maple biscuits and a cup of evaporated coffee prepared by the hotel, Lucy’s favorite, after only getting along a few times, Captain America has already grasped her food preferences, this kind of observation makes Lucy very happy surprise.Lucy looked at the time and said to Matthew: "I have nothing to do, Matthew, you should go to the office."

"Lucy, are you sure?" Matthew wanted to say something more.

Lucy nodded affirmatively: "Last night's date was very pleasant, I will contact you later." Lucy said firmly, and Matthew had no way to refute, so he left the suite under Tony's unfriendly watch.

Lucy turned to Clark: "Are you a reporter from the Daily Planet?"

Clark nodded quickly, and Lucy pretended to remember something: "Louis Lane is your colleague?"

"Ah, she was the one who went into the fast food restaurant with me, but she still has a manuscript to write today, so she can only go back first. Lucy..." Clark hurriedly explained, and felt that the other party denied him life and death. It's really impolite to call someone's name, "No, I mean Miss Lang, you really don't look very well."

"I'm fine, maybe the root cause is not hypoglycemia, but that I have experienced too many things in a day and received too much information, just like the computer inputting too many instructions may cause the CPU to overheat and then crash. After drinking a cup of coffee, Lucy finally felt alive. She looked at Tony and Bucky meaningfully. The two pretended not to know anything and looked at the ceiling together.

Lucy gave Clark a good-natured smile: "I know your colleague, the famous Miss Lane, I really like her report on exposing the local church and terrorism to attract young believers who are confused on social networks. I remember correctly, she won a Pulitzer for that story."

Hearing that someone praised his colleague so well and was so familiar with Louis's report made Clark look at Lucy with admiration.

And Lucy would never say that she actually checked it a few days ago, and she actually pays more attention to the journalists.

"So, you see, I'm fine now." Lucy got off the ground, her bare feet stepped on the thick blanket, "Don't blame yourself too much. I really don't know you, and I don't know Lana, Maybe you got the wrong person."

What he said was full of loopholes, but Clark saw that Lucy had no intention of befriending him at all, so he quickly followed through with Lucy's words.

"I wish you good health, I will visit you later, and today I have to help Louis prepare a speech." Clark said casually, facing Tony Stark, "If you don't mind, Mr. Stark, I can help my Colleagues to book an interview?"

Tony wanted Clark to leave quickly, so he agreed without even thinking about it. Anyway, when the time came for the interview, he could push it to Pepo.

They heard Clark close the door on tiptoe, Lucy put down her coffee cup, turned around with a sigh of relief, and bumped directly into Bucky's hand, Bucky's metal fingers touched her forehead, there was a trace of coolness, Lucy hid For a moment, Bucky didn't want to relax. He asked Tony, "Does she have a fever?"

Tony took out his phone, and the value on it was beating: "No."

Lucy was dumbfounded: "Your arm sensor is connected to Tony's cell phone?"

Bucky let go of Lucy.I found a sofa and sat down, took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator: "Accept technology, enjoy the future~"

"What's going on?" Tony asked Lucy seriously. "You fainted when you saw that little reporter. He knew you and called you by name, but you didn't know him. It doesn't make sense."

Lucy bit her lower lip: "I really don't know him, my memory is blank, I remember my parents, the little bully with freckles on the street corner when I was in elementary school, by the way, he robbed Gone my favorite little bunny doll, but I don't remember Clark Kent, or what he said about Lana."

"Lana!" Bucky said suddenly.

"What?" Lucy froze for a moment.

"Maybe we can start with this name." Bucky said, "He knows you, and you don't know him. It's a dead end to get entangled. Maybe we should start with this strange name and see if you two have anything in common. Point... maybe we should start with Clark Kent."

What is this unfolding?

Lucy swallowed hard.

Fine, look it up, but if you guys find out he has a private arctic castle that's none of my business.

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