[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

In addition to this wall clock that can signal hostility, in the following time, the mages of Emperor Weishan also successively made some other magic costumes and sent them here - all for a fee.

Including the lawn that will continue to repair over time if it is damaged, and the surrounding street trees that have a much higher growth rate and self-repair efficiency than other places.Many children here have not yet learned "how to control their own power freely", and it is inevitable that they will cause harm to the surrounding environment when they are active on weekdays. Playing basketball in the garden.

"If the main building is damaged, we will repair it for a fee."

Casillas was expressionless, obviously not understanding why the Supreme Venerable asked him to be in charge of contacting this group of people who had nothing to do with spells again and again: "If there is no objection, this is a supplement Agreement - between Xavier's School for Gifted Boys, and the Supreme Sorcerer."

"Of course, my pleasure."

Charles stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party, and Casillas' fingertips were just a touch away, and the young man in the robe turned around and disappeared into a golden circle of fire.

"I think he looks down on us a little bit."

Ruiwen, who watched the whole process from the sidelines, said: "That guy's eyes are almost growing to the top of his head. Do you want to read his heart to confirm how sincere these mages are?"

"I did have such thoughts... But unfortunately, these mages have protected their minds very well."

Charles shrugged: "But this is also for the reason of not revealing the mystery. Each of them should have a lot of secrets in their minds that cannot be known to other people in this world."

"There is no need to pursue consistency of thought."

In the end, he left the courtyard: "The power of the magic oath is mandatory, and those who break the oath will be forced to destroy their own internal magic circuits. This is an unacceptable price for any human magician, so this is a higher price than the law." stricter rules on validity, contracts and terms of association."

"As long as the rules of behavior are confirmed, what the other party thinks is not so important."

Charles has a lot of work. In addition to taking care of such a group of mutant children, he also has to consider various things and mediate with many rights parties, so it seems a bit hasty.Before he left, he said that if Lindell was interested, he could stay here for a few more days. The blond goblin didn't make a clear statement, but watched him leave thoughtfully.

After the person in charge of this house left, what was left was a large group of unruly brats—at least in Lindell's eyes.As a result, before they even started to let themselves go, Eric walked down the stairs and showed his iconic shark-like smile at the group of half-sized ghosts. Soon all the minors here dispersed, leaving only He and Ruiwen got off.

"Why, do you have something to say?"

Lindell looked sideways at Eric. He never expected that this guy would be so intimidating more than ten years later—the mood swings that many students felt towards him can be collectively referred to as "staying at arm's length."

"I have always thought of what you said to me more than ten years ago."

Eric stared at him, and a nail flew from nowhere, flying up and down between his fingers: "Look, now I also have the power to easily kill a certain human... During these years It is true that many Nazi officers were killed, but prejudice against mutants is still emerging, or in other words, this kind of discrimination has never disappeared.”

He folded his arms, and he was no longer the skinny look he was more than ten years ago. This kind of growth of human beings seemed to happen in an instant.

"You said that in this world, if only you are abnormal, that's okay."

Eric's voice was calm: "My original understanding was that it was because only you were different from others, and these comrades around you obviously accepted you-but in retrospect, you want to express more than that ,right?"

"At that time, you wanted to tell me that it is human nature to exclude others."

Lindell didn't answer. The man in front of him was stronger and sharper than when he was a boy, as if the metal had undergone quenching and finally changed its inner mechanical properties.The other party didn't care about Lindell's silence, and just continued talking on his own——

According to the existing archaeological findings, in addition to Homo sapiens who evolved into our modern humans, there should be Neanderthals, Denisovans, Flores, Thoreaus, etc. in the long history There are several human subspecies, and the range of activities and bone fossils of these ancient creatures can also be found in history, but why have they all disappeared in modern society?

Do you think it was God's Flood that precisely killed the few remaining species?Or is it the creation disaster in many myths, or the Yujia rotation in Hinduism?Eric spoke faster and faster: "No, he was killed - the evidence is that archaeologists discovered that Homo sapiens tooth marks were found on Neanderthal skull fossils."

Rui Wen stood behind him calmly, apparently having heard this theory more than once.

There are many early human races, and now only one of them remains. This species itself standing on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood has an exclusive meaning in its nature, and now humans have differentiated into new species. Subspecies, he didn't expect mutants to hold hands with ordinary humans and live in peace from the beginning.If the mutant is only himself—or less than ten, each with special abilities, then maybe they have a chance to live in peace with humans at the cost of being overly concerned; but if the mutant becomes an unknown When will it appear, the per capita moral quality is unknown, a huge group that may be born anywhere in the world...

That would create a tsunami-like wave, like what he himself experienced in Poland.

——As long as you have experienced the exclusion of Jews and various dangerous situations during World War II, it is difficult to have high expectations for human nature.

Lindell was a little curious: "Then since you don't agree with Charles' point of view at all, why do you stay here?"

"Even if there is a little hope, I think his vision can be realized."

The latter shrugged: "And it's impossible—then at least let me witness the shattering of his ideals before leaving."

Complicated words, Lindell thought, the easy-to-understand young man has quickly become difficult to understand in more than ten years.He turned his head to look at Ruiwen, who had been keeping quiet all the time. Unlike the appearance in front of Charles, this girl's appearance outside most people was unexpectedly silent.

After being called, she looked at Lindell, first her pupils turned orange, and then her whole body changed color. When the cobalt blue skin was exposed, the other party finally asked: "Eric's memory?" In it, he said that all human beings look alike to you."

"I did say that."

"—Then what do you think of me?"

The other party used a relatively strong, pressing tone.

"Riwen, you know Lindell is not human at all."

Eric frowned.

"Of course, it's because of this that I want to know his opinion. I've heard too many opinions from human beings—then, in your eyes, do all human beings still maintain the same appearance?"

Fairies are notoriously difficult to tell lies—or maybe they weren't programmed to do so in the first place.Lindell stared at Ruiwen, looked at it for a while, and put forward what he thought was pertinent: "I think it looks a bit like a frost giant in terms of color, but you are much shorter than a frost giant."

Eric: "..."

He covered his face with a painful expression: "Although I thought you were a little lacking in conversational skills more than ten years ago... But I really didn't expect that your skills have been the same for so many years."

"...Do you mean that I am a monster even in your eyes, who treat all human beings equally?"

"Actually, I never said that."

Lindell retorted without hesitation: "It's you who insisted on thinking so, including Medusa's name of 'Gorgon' and the notoriety of nixies as water monsters. To us, it's just the intellectual differences of races. Creatures, you humans call them monsters as you like."

He took a step forward, the ears protruded from the hair on the sideburns, and continued to extend, his pupils were drawn into a thin line and the nictitating membrane was formed on the eyelids, and finally, starting from the back of the neck, thin and dense transparent scales covered the entire neck and shoulders.

"—Is this a monster to you?"

Lindell smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled: "Because I am the relatively 'abnormal' one, I want to force the recognition of others. If you insist on thinking this way, you might as well spend your life wearing the appearance of a normal human being. "

"What are you kidding!"

Ruiwen raised her voice: "Anyone can say grandiose words, but don't you still pretend to be an ordinary person? How could someone accept an abnormal appearance like you and me—"

"some."

Lindell said softly.

"You should all know that person's name, or most of the humans in the world should have heard of his name—"

At that moment, the young goblin, who Charles said "the thinking mode and underlying operating system are completely different from human beings", showed an expression called nostalgia.

"As long as there have been such human beings in this world, there have been people who accepted me unconditionally, stood by my side, and did not hesitate to fight dangerous creatures that they could not defeat at all... I He can always fight for the world he wants to reach."

That was the fleeting bit of starlight that he first encountered when he came to this world. The meteor fell on the earth and burned an inextinguishable raging flame. Perhaps the original fire had already disappeared, but the flame But it was still burning, and beeping for a long time.

After the goblin with long blond hair left, Rui Wen came to her senses and asked in a low voice, "What did that guy just say, do you mean..."

"It's the one you thought of."

Eric makes a shield-waving gesture, and it's the hottest movie of late, and the kids here are clamoring to see it, so Charles organizes a group outing after school: "The creator of Roaring Commandos , Captain America. Lindell made outstanding contributions in World War II as a member of the Roaring Commando, which is why the high-level human beings can accept a goblin as a CIA agent."

That was the reason he was willing to fight for mankind, and it was also a vote of honor to join the human world.

"..."

After a long time, the woman with cobalt blue skin considered and said, "But we all know that Captain America is dead."

"Yeah, that's the problem."

Eric repeated: "He's dead."

No. 15 years after the end of World War II, Peggy Carter suddenly came to her door.

Lindell was well prepared for this moment and submitted a resignation application to cia in an orderly manner.His superiors had also heard that Carter was planning to start a new business, so they were very happy to let him go. It's just that his old colleagues had different expressions and attitudes, and in the end they pushed out representatives and said that they would treat him to a breakup meal. .

Those faces that were still very young in those days now have fine lines around the eyes. There is no trace on Lindell's face for more than ten years, but it is enough to carve a considerable degree of ruts on human beings.In the beginning, they were full of awe and resistance to the goblin who could see through lies and was also unpredictable in strength, but after more than ten years of getting along with them, the coordination of countless missions, and even unilateral protection, they had already recognized this fairy who lived in human society. special life among them.

"I was not married when I first met you."

Someone had red eyes from drinking at the dinner table: "Now my daughter is in elementary school!"

"Ha, you are still slow, my son is already in junior high school, and he skips classes all day long!"

Another person held a glass of wine: "I have already retired from the front-line field staff. You suddenly came here today. I thought something big happened!"

"Senior Lindell's resignation is probably not a big deal!"

Another young man with a flushed face was holding a wine glass and wanted to clink glasses. Obviously, the alcohol had invaded the brain and made them live much more than they used to behave: "Many of us were saved by him during the mission!"

"It's not like we won't see each other forever. The new department seems to be similar in nature to CIA. We will meet each other anyway."

Lindell felt that they were making a lot of fuss: "We didn't always run into SSR agents."

"How can it be the same? When the time comes, you should blame us for overstepping our authority and meddling, and accuse each other of not being clear enough in the work interface!"

"Speaking of... where are you going to change jobs?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D., Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, referred to as Sheld."

Lindell held up a glass of mango smoothie and clinked with his colleagues' wine glasses: "They know some weird names."

The internal referral before resignation successfully sent Charles and his mutant teammates into the CIA. The military high-level officials were also very interested in this kind of superpower that could be used for themselves. human species.Lindell felt a little dissatisfied with this ending—after all, Charles is a human being, and the body and soul of human beings are more vulnerable—but the other party just smiled and said that he doesn’t need to worry too much, and the rest of the work will be done by They went to develop by themselves, so Lindell put this matter aside and began to reconsider the issue of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Peggy gave him a new badge in a decent way, Howard donated a sum of money to build a new building, Lindell walked in the empty hall of SHIELD headquarters, shook the brand new metal nameplate on his clothes, felt Some are not used to it.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. agent of level seven, Lyndell Carter, level eight and above need to lead a team to conduct on-site command, I guess you are not interested in doing this."

Howard patted him on the shoulder: "You don't look very happy... Do you care about this level? You must know that my actual rank is not high. Don't worry about this kind of false name. The quality of life will be much higher."

Of course he knew that Lindell didn't care about these things—but there had to be some reason to start the topic, and the latter was obviously used to Stark's oblique way of caring, and shook his head slightly: "It's nothing, I just think there's something here. people……"

"—Not very friendly. Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with it when I first came here."

The author has something to say: I reflected on it when I wrote this chapter.

If there is a person who can easily kill me anytime and anywhere, I have to ask myself, I really don't want to have such a neighbor... because superheroes at least have a character endorsement, but the mutant population is too big, there is no way to guarantee it What is the character and self-control ability of the person who randomly came to me.

As long as there is a strong anti-social personality in this group of people (anti-social personality is born), then the glass tower built before will be completely shattered.

So it is legitimate for mutants to fight for their rights, and it is understandable for ordinary cowardly humans to feel scared...at least I can understand...