i think my neighbor is gay

When I woke up, I was already lying on a soft bed. I looked around. Beside me were several instruments that I didn’t recognize. They looked very high-end. Outside the glass were busy figures in white coats. , This doesn't look like a hospital or something, but a laboratory.

I moved my legs. The previous gunshot wound seemed to have been treated. Although it still hurt a little, it was much better than when I was in the bridal shop.

My stomach doesn't hurt either. It seems that nothing strange happened during my drowsiness, but I don't know how they treated me.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. logo is painted on the side of the instrument, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo is also printed on the head of the bed. Obviously, this should be the S.H.I.E.L.D. territory. Although I have joined S.H.I.E.L.D. I have worked in S.H.I.E.L.D., but I didn't expect this to happen in S.H.I.E.L.D.

I sat on the bed and waited for a while, but I didn't see any white coats outside paying attention to me, so I could only press the red button on the bedside by myself.

The button flashed, and soon someone came in, wearing the same white coat as the people outside, holding wooden boards and paper in their hands, pressed some button at the door, and the red light beside my bed went out, and she didn’t Look at me, just look at the equipment next to me, and ask me while making records: "The body temperature is normal, the heartbeat is normal, and the blood pressure is normal. Is there anything wrong with you?"

She turned her head to look at me at the end of the question, with a blank face, looking very cold, I shook my head and asked her: "Do you know where rreid is? He should have come in around the same time as me."

The corner of her mouth moved slightly, showing a perfunctory smile: "Our observation room here only accepts supernatural beings. I don't know the person you mentioned. It may be in an ordinary observation room."

Observatory?

I thought it was a ward or something!It's actually an observation room? !what are they watching

She completely ignored me, went to the instrument next to me and pressed a few times, recorded some values, and then turned to me and said: "You have nothing to do, you can go out."

"Can I ask what the observation room is for?" I asked with a frown, and she told me indifferently: "The observation room here is for observing supernatural beings, and all the people outside are studying these things." , but the target is not for people like you, I heard that you are also a member of SHIELD, so you should also know what SHIELD's job is."

"...Maintain world peace." I got out of bed, tentatively put the injured leg on the ground, exerted a little strength, but it didn't hurt very much. I don't know how S.H.I.E.L.D. It worked so fast.

She nodded: "Yes, so what we study are those criminals with super powers. In order to deal with those people with super powers, the glass here is specially made, and when necessary, we will adjust the glass according to those people's powers. Observation room—if you don't kill the bomber, he should be here by now."

Having said that, I even regretted my impulsiveness at the time. Although beating people to death with bare hands was very relieved at the time, but now that I think about it, I feel very bad. What about torture?

"You go out by yourself, I have to go back to do the experiment, and now I have wasted three minutes and 23 seconds for you." She pointed to the door, didn't even say goodbye to me, turned around and walked towards the group of white coats.

I looked at her back in disbelief, those white coats were all focused on what they were doing, and no one even glanced at her from the beginning to the end, as if the basic curiosity had been lost.

I had no choice but to put my face close to the machine at the entrance, and it quickly made a sound: "Identity verification, temporary pass, approved."

The door swung open by itself, and as soon as I walked out, the door shut itself quickly again.

Really advanced.

I sighed, and turned my head to look at the corridor, not knowing where to go. I only had an empty hospital gown with underwear inside, and no communication tools. Those people inside probably wouldn’t come. Helped me, I just chose a direction at random and walked over.

After walking for about 5 minutes, I came to a hall. There were still few people, but they looked like clerks, not scientists. Finally, someone paid attention to me, and he came over: "?'s office is here ,follow me."

I looked at the identity on his badge, it was a third-level agent, he took me upstairs, and after walking for a while, I finally saw his office.

He knocked on the door and quickly said, "Come in."

He opened the door and motioned for me to go in, but he stood at the door and saw me standing up, showing his usual smile: "Maggie, you're awake, are you going to see Reid? He's not awake yet, but he's not hurt. Nothing serious."

I nodded quickly and looked like I wasn't very busy. I walked out from behind the desk, waved to the man who led me, and smiled at me: "I'll take you there."

He took me to another floor in the elevator. After walking along the corridor for a while, I arrived at a room that was very similar to the place I just came out of. Inside the glass door, a group of white coats were walking around.

He swiped his face against the reader, and soon the door opened. He turned around and smiled at me, and stood at the door to let me in first. The door closed behind him.

The observation rooms inside are no different from the place where I woke up just now, but I only saw one room just now, but there are several here, but except for the room where Reid is, the rest are empty and explain to me: " This is to observe ordinary people who have been given supernatural powers by supernatural beings. Both Reid and you have been healed by supernatural beings here, so they were sent here."

He led me to the door of the observation room. At this moment, someone finally paid attention to us. A white coat reluctantly came over and asked with a frown, "What are you doing? Don't come here carelessly."

Facing him head-on, showing his badge, this didn't make the attitude of the white coat much better, but at least he was willing to listen to our questions and looked at the observation room: "How is he?"

The white coat glanced at the instrument, frowned and said impatiently: "The brain waves fluctuate violently, he may wake up at any time."

I looked at the instruments through the door, but couldn't understand anything, and finally I could only say to him, "I'll stay."

As soon as I finished saying this, Reid slowly opened his eyes and met my gaze.

There was still a blank look in his eyes, but he soon showed me a soft smile.