[Captain Detective] Captain Detective

[SR: Which one to believe, you have to make a choice. 】

On the way out of Chief Alexander Pierce's office, I noticed that everyone was looking at me with dark and probing eyes.This is not surprising.

But I'm feeling a little depressed now, and I don't have time to take care of these.

I got into the elevator, and once again my bitter and bitter face was reflected on the glass opposite.It's just that this time Barton went abroad to do a mission, so he can't complain about me.

This makes me miss Barton, a guy who can complain anytime, anywhere.

It’s still the same sentence—the only thing that can annoy me so much is all kinds of unscrupulous Ellie, except for the world crisis that makes trouble from time to time.

I returned from a mission in the Indian Ocean only to find that everyone I trusted was lying to me.

I trust Natasha, but she's going on another mission without telling me.

I trusted Fury, but he secretly ordered Natasha to go on another mission, and my current lover was actually arranged by him in the first place.

I trust Ellie, but not only did she hide the fact that she was working for Fury, she also dared to play disappearing casually, and even went to the S.H.I.E.L.D. ship to steal information!

God knows how angry and terrified I was when I saw her trampled underfoot and almost shot on the Star of Moria!

There are still people around me who are worthy of my trust. Is there only tofu left?

I was relieved to have her back, and exasperated at the same time.

look at her!Gaunt and weak!I usually do a good job of being lazy and lazy, and I have to go around to die!

After Ellie was brought back, she was briefly treated and put in an isolation room.The equipment in the isolation room is not bad, there are beds and air-conditioning, and three nutritious meals are provided every day, but she has to be shackled to the bed.

As soon as she woke up, Fury went to see her - or rather, interrogated her.When he was interrogating, I stood outside the isolation room and watched through the one-way mirror.

Ellie sat on the bed with her hands clasped together, and a long chain attached to her anklet.The abdominal wound was carefully treated by medical staff.I asked the medical staff, and they said that her wound was a bullet wound, which was not treated by a professional, and was beaten again viciously. Not only did she become inflamed, but the wound also opened wider.

"I saw scars on her wrists and on her back," sighed the nurse who stitched Ellie up. "She's a poor, traumatized person."

But there was something hateful about this poor thing—she had done all these injuries herself.

Her face was pale, her sitting posture was casual and lazy, only her smile remained exactly the same as before. As soon as Fury sat down, she laughed: "Surprised, braised egg?"

Before Fury could answer, she looked over him and towards me: "Is anyone watching outside? Is sweetheart there?"

I couldn't help but take a step forward. Natasha said sarcastic remarks in the back: "Why, do you feel distressed?"

I can't be bothered to turn around and answer.

Fury didn't answer her question.He just stared at her coldly, and asked coldly: "Does the wind on the Indian Ocean taste good?"

"A smell of Indian spices, pungent, why not go to the Persian Gulf to smell the oil."

"In a week, you can go from under my nose to the Indian Ocean. It's amazing."

"To be honest, I think so too." Ellie put on the expression that usually marked the opening.

Fury continued to talk to her in a good-tempered manner: "It was your good friend who teleported all the way and took you there? This way, you don't need a passport or anything, and there will be no witnesses."

Ellie raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Maybe."

"Rumlow said there was another woman with you at the time, who was that?"

Ellie just laughed, but didn't answer directly: "Guess what."

"..." Fury was silent for a moment before speaking, "I know you lied to me, the file you filled out before was fake. You were actually raised in another child welfare institution, right?"

"So what? Over and over again, it's just an orphanage—the orphanage is as dark as the world, and it's just as sad no matter where you grow up." Ellie shrugged and didn't care.

Fury didn't care about her performance either: "After being reminded by enthusiastic people, I found the names of you and that mysterious Chocolate in the Golden Apple Orphanage for Children... Leon—"

"I don't allow you to say that name!!!" Ellie, who had been indifferent until now, suddenly broke out, slapping her hands heavily on the bed, and the shackles she was wearing made a crisp sound.It's the first time I've seen her face contorted into such an expression.

Natasha behind her said "Ugh", obviously frightened.

Fury didn't finish the name, she just got so annoyed... Doesn't Ellie like her real name?

Perhaps her crazy behavior also surprised Fury, and Fury called her by another name: "...Sallers, don't you like your old name?"

Ellie lowered her head, covered her eyes with her hands, her hair fell down over her face, and didn't respond.

"I not only found out your real name, where you grew up, but also the cause of death of your parents and brother..." Fury said slowly, "He died in a car accident right in front of you, right?"

Ellie curled up her hands on the quilt, clutching the quilt tightly.

"I'm curious. The evidence shows that your eyes can not only predict for a second, but also see the death wherever you see it... Then, before your parents and your brother died, did you foresee their death? ?" Fury asked flatly, "Have you tried to save them?"

After saying this, Ellie raised her head, her face haggard, as if she had just been fished out of the water, her eyes were dark and unfathomable.

She only said one sentence: "Go away." Her voice was cold and hoarse, so dry that there was no trace of moisture.

I froze for a while, only to hear Natasha say: "OMG, it's not just you, I feel bad too."

Fury really hit her sore spot this time, I've never seen Ellie stay expressionless for so long. Fury didn't ask any more questions, and turned around to come out.

Seeing me, Fury frowned. "Do you want to punch me, Rogers?"

I took a deep breath to calm down my excitement.

Natasha answered first: "Sir, it's not only Steve who wants to hit you, but I also feel a bit itchy in my fist - you really don't speak well."

Fury snorted.

"Does your question have something to do with why she wants to steal information?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter, and I don't need to interrogate her for her reasons." Fury said coldly, "I just want to try to see if she has a bottom line, and if so, what it will be."

"And what is your conclusion?"

Fury shrugged: "She can still be saved." After speaking, he turned slightly sideways and looked at me, "Captain, aren't you wondering why I sent Romanoff to perform another mission? Come with me, and I will take you to learn more. "

I frowned, hesitantly.

I'm not going to go into the isolation room to talk to Ellie until I'm out of breath, but that doesn't mean I want to leave.

Natasha patted me on the back: "Go handsome, you have been standing here all day. If you are worried that your little lover will be bullied if you leave your sight, then I will stay."

I turned around, this was the first time I looked at her seriously today.

"It's rare for me to be considerate, you're welcome." Natasha smiled.

Who should thank her!I haven't forgiven Ellie yet, let alone her and Fury!

I turned around and faced the isolation room. Ellie sat on the bed blankly, staring down at the shackles on her hands, wondering what she was thinking.

What on earth was she trying to get herself into such a mess for?

I'm suddenly interested in the information she's trying to steal.I involuntarily pressed my hand on the one-way mirror, stared at her for a while, and then turned around: "Then please, Natasha."

If Fury hadn't taken me there, I wouldn't have known there was such a big mystery under the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

"Welcome to Insight Hangar, Captain, Rogers."

The scene in front of me, I just want to say: very high-end, very spectacular, very... frightening.

According to him, the purpose of the "Insight Project" is to predict and combat terrorist activities and crimes in advance. This plan is indeed very good and can reduce many casualties.Maybe I can just quit my job and stay at home to watch over Ellie while drawing comics or something.

However, this plan makes me lose sight of the respect and protection of human rights: "Shouldn't the crime be punished first?"

Fury scoffed at this: "Can we afford to wait?"

Oh, that's a really good reason. "Pointing guns at people all over the world, and claiming to protect them?" I couldn't help but want to sneer.

Hanging a sharp sword over the heads of people all over the world, and then swearing that this is for everyone's freedom?Where is this freedom!This is intimidation!

This is the S.H.I.E.L.D. established by Peggy and Howard?This is the S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm willing to sweat and sweat?I have to say, I'm disappointed.

There is no one-and-done solution in this world, even when it comes to fighting crime.

Fury babbled some more, but I didn't pay attention.My head was full of thoughts about how to quit my job.

After he finished speaking, I smiled: "If Ellie and that mysterious Chocolate want to stop this crazy plan, I think I will most likely support them unconditionally."

No matter what expression Fury showed, I left here without looking back.

Nothing to say, I'm resigning!Give Fury your resignation tomorrow!I'm seriously thinking about it.

If it wasn't for the sudden accident, I might really resign.

That night, after wandering around and relaxing, I returned home.Once again, I ran into Sharon at the door.

Looking at her, I suddenly had a weird feeling - she looks a bit like Peggy, although her hair color is completely different from Peggy.

Then I realized that perhaps Fury arranged for me to be beside me, not just Ellie.

I didn't have time to check with her, though - Fury picked the lock on my house and came over to listen to music.Poor lock, it's been picked by Natasha and Ellie for a long time since I moved in, and now it's been picked by Fury.

I very much hope to find a time to chat with Fury about what is personal privacy and what is private time, but now is obviously not a good time.

I turned on the light, but what I saw was a marinated egg full of bruises——Fury with bruises all over his body.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance at this time, compared with the time when he was persecuting Ellie in the isolation room in the morning, he is almost two people.

But shortly after I turned on the light and saw Fury covered in injuries, he was shot from a distance.This is probably my fault, maybe he won't be targeted without turning on the lights.

I'm sorry for Fury who got shot, but I still want to say that the shooter has pretty good marksmanship.

At this time, Fury, who was already dying, grabbed me desperately, and stuffed a hot U disk into my hand.

He said: "Don't trust ... anyone!"

I really want to ask him: including you?

With Fury shot and down, the door of my house was roughly kicked open - the lock should have been retired - and it was Sharon who I had just suspected.

She claimed she was sent by Fury to protect me.This made me feel very funny.Am I like the kind of person who needs protection from others?

But the funny thing is, there is one more person I trusted before and now I don't trust.

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with these two people, so I raised my shield and was about to chase the shooter.

I once jumped from one building to another with Ellie in my arms, and the landing was rough.I jumped again today, but this time without Ellie holding me back, so the landing was smooth.

If only Ellie could see it.

The person who shot Fury was running on the floor above me, and I was chasing him on this floor.During this period, not only a window was smashed, but also several doors and several tables were overturned.One wall was dented by me because I didn't brake in time-fortunately, I was carrying my shield, which has a certain degree of shock absorption.

This kind of open and aboveboard destruction of other people's houses, I was chasing and worried that I would be reported afterwards.

The demolition didn't take long, and by the time I broke through the last window to get to the rooftop, the attackers were right in front of me.

Because I was worried that I would not be able to catch up with him for a while, I tried my best to throw the shield out.The man was also very responsive, when the shield was about to hit him, he turned his head and raised his hand, and unexpectedly firmly grasped the shield I threw with all my might!

I started to worry again - I was too reckless just now, what if this guy runs away with the shield?How should I explain to Howard and Tony?

My worry was unfounded, the other party didn't mean to take away the shield, but instead swung the shield back to prevent me from chasing him again.

I followed the shield, and before I could sigh that this man knew how to return the shield, I was startled by his strength—I was actually pushed back several steps by the strength of the shield!

Who is this guy!I looked up again and he was gone.

I rushed over, stood on the edge of the roof, looking at the bustling street, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with that person just now.

...Have I met him before?

There are more and more troubles.I went back to the apartment building, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. people had rushed back, and Sharon and Fury weren't there.I was told by an agent that Fury was taken to the hospital.

Before rushing to the hospital, I went home and found all the sketchbooks I had hidden.

The comics in the sketchbook have accumulated enough that I planned to draw a few more pages and then print them.However, I have an ominous premonition that I may not have time to paint in the future.

I found a new place to store the sketchbook properly.

The real upset happened half an hour later - Fury was confirmed dead.

In addition to Natasha, Commander Hill also arrived, and the three of us watched Fury leave outside the ward.

The doctor who rescued him said that Fury was seriously injured and appeared to have been injured for more than four or five hours.

This man was wounded all over his body, and he didn't say a word for four or five hours!And right here in Washington, right next to us!

I was puzzled why he didn't notify us immediately after the accident, but chose to come to my house quietly by himself, even the undercover agent he sent to me didn't know.

All I can say is that he really trusts me.

The hand stuffed in the pocket, involuntarily clenched the USB flash drive he gave me.The contents inside are exactly the information that Natasha secretly copied back from the Moria Star.

Fury needs this information, and the second party represented by Ellie also wants this information.So can I make a bold guess that there is an unknown third party who also wants it?

What kind of third-party force would let Fury choose to notify me in such a low-key way after being seriously injured?

I can't say anything, I can't notify the people of S.H.I.E.L.D., but I, a person who shows obvious anti-S.H.I.E.L.D. emotions, are worthy of his trust.

Could it be that……

"Captain," Rumlow from Special Forces came calling to me, "Sir Pierce wants you to go back and see him."

My thoughts were a little confused, so I just responded perfunctorily.

But Rumlow's attitude is very tough: "He wants you to go back now!"

Alarm bells rang in my heart.I looked at him warily, then nodded slowly: "I know, but I still want to say, wait a minute."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and walked to the ward where Fury's body was lying, and looked at the medical certificate on the bedside. There were a lot of extra papers clipped on it - enough to see how much Fury suffered before he died. pain.

I thought about it seriously and made up my mind.

I don't know Officer Pierce very well. If it wasn't for the kidnapping, I probably wouldn't know him by now. Natasha and Barton didn't know him well, but Fury thought highly of him and thought he was a pacifist.

But in the brief conversation he had with me, I couldn't see where his peace was at stake.

On the contrary, although he speaks slowly and gloomyly, showing his concern and sympathy for Fury everywhere, I can always feel a hint of threat - he also wants the USB drive Fury gave me.

I can basically conclude that Fury said "don't trust anyone" before he died, referring to this group of weird people in S.H.I.E.L.D.

So it's a pity that I can't trust this good-looking officer.Before leaving his office, I glanced back at him: "Sir, I'd like to see Ellie first."

He didn't object or agree, but I still took the elevator to the floor where Ellie was held.

In the corridor, people coming and going looked more and more strangely.But I don't think it's strange.

Natasha isn't here.She disappeared after Fury's death, and I think she may have gone to investigate the killer.

After explaining a few words to the people in the monitoring and isolation room, I turned to look at the isolation room.

In the isolation room, Ellie looked much better than in the morning. Although her complexion didn't improve, at least she calmed down.She is currently reading a magazine with a flat expression.

She finally regained her peace, and I couldn't bear to break it.

I reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

I know that as soon as I enter this isolation room, someone outside will start watching me and Ellie.

But I have no choice.

When I unscrewed the doorknob, I gently touched my lips at an angle that no one else could see.