[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

After a brief shock and explanation, Pepper's first reaction was another thing.

"You still remember this. The scheduled departure time of the scientific expedition team is next summer, when the North Pole happens to be in extreme daylight."

"Why so slow."

Tony frowned.

"It takes time to gather manpower, contact the media, and build the latest icebreaker, and the schedule has been squeezed very tight."

Pepper thought for a while: "However, we can still make money by being able to promote Stark Industries' new exploration equipment."

"and also……"

Pepper said cautiously: "Should I keep the fact that Mr. Lindell is a mutant?"

"No, he's not a mutant."

Tony said indifferently: "And if he doesn't want to show up, no one can find him."

In fact, Lindell appeared less and less in front of everyone.Cognitive interference doesn't consume much mana, he opened such a magic barrier like maintaining a wifi signal.Howard's death didn't seem to have any apparent impact on the two guys surnamed Stark - Lindell is still a powerful agent, and Tony inherited Stark Industries...

However, it seems that a lot of changes have been brought about.

Lindell, for example, is growing weary of crowds.Originally, people who hold more than a certain percentage of shares should participate in the shareholders' meeting, but Lindell's share has always been counted as an addition to Tony's part. Human beings' emotions with unknown meanings and unpredictable reasons should be part of the goblins—especially The succubus is the representative—spiritual food, but this food is added to him, but the performance is disgusting.

It's as if a raging anorexia has finally delayed the onset, but fortunately he doesn't need to use this primitive method to grab that little power now.

When the anxious new agent opened the door, he was surprised to find that the office was empty.

Coulson's agent level climbed all the way, and at the same time, he also gained the authority to undertake more missions and subordinates. They rarely had the opportunity to work with each other, so S.H.I.E.L.D. arranged for other agents to do related work. chores.

"Lindel...senior?"

A head poked out from behind the door: "I'm the new agent Kevin Cowes...Is anyone here?"

There was no one in the field of vision, but this was also normal. SHIELD had many off-duty agents, including Dugan, and most of them were on various field missions.

He looked around, and when he turned around, he suddenly found someone standing in front of him.The other party looked about the same age as him, with a scrutinizing expression on his face, and the distance between the two of them was so close that they could even clearly see the light eyelashes of the guy in front of him.

Agent: "...!!"

He took two steps back and said in shock, "Do you make no sound when you walk?"

"I've just been here."

"It just didn't want to be seen," Lindell said.

Cowes gasped: "It's too scary..."

He got the job by lottery in the group. Although he thought it might be a bit challenging at the beginning, he didn't expect it to be so thrilling at the beginning.

The nature of this job is a bit like "Captain America's liaison officer" during World War II, but because most of Lindell's work involves mystery, it has a special color.The blond-haired senior detective stared at him for a while, but asked a question unrelated to his work: "Who are your parents?"

"No, it shouldn't be your parents... Did any of your grandparents or great-grandparents have Jewish ancestry and survived World War II?"

"Eh? My word..."

This question really touches the heart, the other party moaned and groaned for a while, and finally said: "My grandmother, she should have had such an experience that she is not very willing to recall."

In fact, his Jewish blood was already very thin, and he couldn't tell from his appearance, but Lindell continued to ask: "May I know her name?"

"—Teresa."

He replied.

This is really a wonderful thing.Decades of time have been compressed into a short and thin moment, but there are still very thin traces of magic power that are almost negligible on the opponent's body-if it is not caused by himself, even the perception of magic power Quite astute Lindell also has a good chance of ignoring it.

It was Christmas in 1944, and everyone in the barracks sang one song after another in short beats.It was his first formal attempt to use Fairy Language. Although the whole process was jerky and restrained, he finally succeeded in stripping the excess magic power from the pregnant woman's body.

Since then, two generations have passed.

That little bit of blessing is destined to be gradually diluted in the inheritance from generation to generation. The strong luck possessed by the person in front of him is more of his own talent, and has nothing to do with his actions at that time. Seeing the heirs of humans he knew in the past again in this era still makes Lindell feel a little strange.

"...Mr. Lindell?"

Before the other party could reply, the rookie detective suddenly became nervous.

"No magical power (od) at all, just a normal person."

Lindell glanced at him: "So, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Banner's transfer. He has been living in our cold storage (thefridge) branch before, but the above said that he cannot stay with a large group of dangerous goods all the time, saying that he is worried about the chain reaction that will occur..."

"So where will he be shipped this time?"

"My level does not allow access to more detailed information. I said that I will notify you after you go."

Lindell nodded to express his understanding, and took the coat that had been hanging on it from the hanger: "Let's go now?"

"Uh, don't you need to prepare anything else?"

"It's not the first time I've seen him."

Lindell shrugged: "There is nothing special to prepare."

Bruce Banner, a Ph.D. in high-energy physics, encountered excessive gamma-ray radiation in an experiment and accidentally changed his body functions, becoming a physical state that would transform into a huge monster once the heartbeat exceeded a certain heart rate-the above is Lindell As for the situation learned and the specific principles, S.H.I.E.L.D. has yet to find out the corresponding results.

In fact, even the critical value of heart rate is the result of wearing a heart rate detector again and again, and the triggers of transformation other than heart rate, such as excited emotions, have not yet been ascertained.

Lindell himself had no clue about this physical change, and the several times they met were just as thugs to help control each other. The two maintained a simple relationship of being beaten unilaterally, and rarely had personal relationships.After causing several innocent casualties, so far, Dr. Banner has accepted a certain degree of supervision by S.H.I.E.L.D., and has been under house arrest in the cold storage branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. among high-rise buildings.

But now it seems that Fury probably can't bear the risk of the collection in the cold storage being smashed...

A helicopter was parked on the improvised apron. The pilot was an unfamiliar face. After seeing him coming, he waved his hand and said hello.Those sitting in the helicopter cabin are all old acquaintances, agent Natasha Romanov who joined S.H.I.E.L.D. by accident after the collapse of the Soviet Union, and Clinton Barton who was a few years earlier than her.

"Hey? Why are there so many people today..."

The man with the bow and arrow on his back spoke first: "I thought you wouldn't encounter this kind of mission. We haven't been together for a few years."

The female agent sitting in another seat stretched out her hand to brush her hair, which was never messy: "That's Hulk, probably because Fury doesn't want us to lose another plane by the way."

Natasha's appearance has no chance of changing. In this ever-changing world, she is one of the few people who have a better relationship with Lindell—they all have a certain distance from the ordinary human world.When he first joined S.H.I.E.L.D., Lindell was surprised at why the other party hadn't aged for so many years, and whether they had used the same bad methods as Duggan, and when they found a chance to explain everything clearly, they politely sighed with each other. The world changes too fast.

After the helicopter landed, there were already many escorts waiting on the island.Surrounded by layers of soldiers in the center, the man wearing glasses looked obviously haggard, with some blue stubble on his jaw.After seeing Lindell get off the helicopter, he showed a relaxed expression, and even his tense back hunched slightly: "It's great that you can come, in every sense."

"Sleeping pills are of no benefit to you, Mr. Banner, sedative drugs are very likely to cause drug dependence, although some drugs formulated with magic plants do not have such side effects, but I guess you are not willing to spend 24 hours a day on your own." Twenty of the hours I fell asleep..."

"That's how I remember koalas."

Clint chimed in quietly.

"In fact, I already feel grateful to have this way of restraining myself."

The man in the plaid shirt thanked him with a forced smile: "As for your last proposal, that is to say, try to actively control the Hulk... Sorry, no matter how I think about it, there is no way for me to do it."

Several people looked at each other, Clint looked at Lindell, and said that as a person who believed in science, he couldn't handle this supernatural phenomenon, Lindell looked at Natasha following the other party's line of sight, and said that human psychological counseling is not in the scope of my profession Inside.

Natasha:  …

Men are big hooves.

So the most professional female agent took a deep breath, stepped forward and patted Banner on the shoulder.

"We all know it's not okay to go on like this, you can't lock yourself up for the rest of your life."

It's the year ... of the end of World War II.

In this year, or in recent years, New York has long since ceased to look like it did in memory.A huge curved screen is hung on the outside of the towering building, and the hottest star of the moment is often played on it, or the face of Tony Stark that he feels very familiar to him.Fury is still the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. If nothing else, this anti-aging potion can support him for a long time, and the appearance of Lindell himself and Tony has gradually widened the age gap. Looking at it now , he himself became the one who looked a little younger.

The vigorous development of the Internet has connected the whole world together. In just over a decade, the mobile phone has changed from a bulky shape to a clamshell and a slider, and then to a smart phone with a whole screen. At that time, even many people in S.H.I.E.L.D. became obsessed with mobile games.

Ms. Carter's niece also worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. and became an agent in a civilian position. Lindell had met her a few times in the cafeteria, but with cognitive interference turned on, the other party had no chance to talk to him. recognize each other.There are dozens of New York dailies on the file rack in the office, and the headlines of the newspapers are the latest news about Tony Stark.

——Nowadays, Howard Stark is rarely mentioned anymore. Human memory seems to be never so reliable, or maybe Tony himself has achieved a better reputation, or...

Ah, more than ten years have passed, the elf youth who was carrying a metal tray in the cafeteria thought belatedly.Ten years is enough for a child with only thigh height to grow into a teenager, and it is also enough for a generation to have new hobbies and goals.More than half a century ago, he was still a goblin with insufficient supply of magic power and struggling to survive. He was brought to New York from London by a pair of meddling angels and demons... and now in New York, the place he is most familiar with is actually The piece of land of the New York Temple that I bought by myself-the efforts of the Templar mages have indeed achieved outstanding results, and the building has not looked old for so many years.

At the end of the last century, Luxembourg donated a statue of a knotted pistol to the United Nations, symbolizing the beautiful vision of stopping the war, but at least from the current point of view, this wish is far from being realized.

Even Charles and Eric, who were once high-spirited in his memory, have become old people.

Lindell originally thought that his life would slowly move forward in these small waves until the end of his last vow with humans (vow), but it was like a movie in the late 90s mentioned - "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what surprises you're going to get.[1]"

The first time I heard this sentence, Lindell took the chocolates sent by Charlie from Northern Europe and threw them into his mouth one by one. He deeply agreed with this description, thinking that human beings occasionally have some commendable whimsy Wonderful idea.But after news broke that Tony Stark had gone missing in Afghanistan, the chocolate-to-life analogy seemed all the more ironic.

This one... This one is probably the zheergen that his Asian mage friend brought back from his hometown under the chocolate coating.

As we all know, although Afghanistan is not particularly large in terms of land area, it is a mountainous plateau country.Four-fifths of the country's land area is covered by plateaus and mountains, while a large area of ​​desert stretches in the southwest, one of which even has the reputation of "Death Desert".

Dashky Margo, as the scientific name of "Death Desert", is a place that even Bear Grylls would not easily explore.As a pampered guy who has never lacked food and clothing since he was a child, Lindell basically has no expectations for Tony's ability to survive in the wild.The blond-haired goblin retrieved Tony's course of action from Pepper, divining while annoyed that he should have put a locator directly on the brat.

——Even if the other party is over 30 years old, how can it not match the word child.

Up to now, Lindell is not completely unaware of the reasons for these "accidents". For example, when he was handling the work of S.H.I.E.L.D. The company has not always been peaceful recently.A series of small and trivial things laid out, leading to a situation that was too bad to recover.

Just like the death of former President Kennedy, like one accident after another that seems to be a coincidence.

Human speech, human heart and human behavior, these are never united.

And often it is only after things happen that all the previous symptoms are remembered.

Gee.

Howard is really good at finding work for him, Lindell thought, he should have guessed that people with the surname Stark would not be easy-going lamps.

"I guess with the habit of the boss, as long as electronic products are placed on him, it will not work."

While watching him busy, Hubby complained in a low voice: "But is divination with a mercury mirror really useful? This looks a bit like a trick of the old gods in the Middle Ages..."

"Other than this, there is only the divination stick method, which is even less accurate and easily disturbed by the earth's veins."

Lindell frowned, rarely becoming irritable.He directly broke into Stanislav's office, and tortured the team's itinerary and his own arrangement with a force capable of crushing his jaw, but more than half a month had passed, and it was hard to say whether everything was still in time.

"You are slander!"

The other party did not expect that in modern society, someone would break through a series of lines of defense and directly use force: "There is no evidence to prove... Pfft!"

"Human laws apply only to humans, I thought it was common sense."

The green eyes of the lake gradually turned golden: "After all, the diplomatic reference plan for non-human intelligent creatures is still being revised."

What kind of oath do you think Howard signed?Lindell asked, he gradually revealed the inhuman appearance of a goblin, and the haw in his eyes swept across his eyeballs: "Humans themselves are within our predation range, do you want me to chew up your soul and swallow it Do you want to find the answer slowly?"

——As long as you can tell at a glance, it is definitely not something bought by money.Stanley's eyes widened. The inhuman monster finally showed its fangs, removed its human-like shell, and tore open the inside that had been hidden for decades in just a moment. This is not even a mutant, but... …

Click.

Fortunately, Howard's only son was not killed in an instant trip, and his vow can still be maintained, but the difficulty is much higher.

When Lindell jumped out of the helicopter, he was still alive—only dehydrated, mentally fatigued, with moderate trauma and a bullet casing stuck in his heart.

"You always lose the chain at the critical moment."

The unshaven middle-aged man was still complaining: "So I made something myself, as expected of me."

"...I thought it was someone in their 20s who specifically emphasized, don't let me be around when you are flirting with girls."

Lindell retorted blankly: "You said that this will easily lead to stress-style sexual. Functional. Obstacles."

Tony: "..."

In this world, there are not many people who can make him feel that he can't quarrel, but due to the good memory of the person in front of him, and the fact that the other party probably knows all his dark history, just repeating this low-end skill can make him feel better. He was speechless.

"all in all."

Tony Stark coughed dryly, and put one of his arms on the other's shoulder, "I'm going to make something that will scare the whole world."

"Let me ask first, will this cause your chances of dying from natural causes to plummet?"

"...Why are you so unconfident in me?"

"Because this sounds a bit too much like a middle-aged person, a kind of belated rebellious period-in fact, I think your rebellious period has never ended since you were 13 years old."

Tony: "..."

Fortunately, Habi and the others don't talk like that, and there are still many normal people around him.

"This is the most important thing I have decided in this month, why can't you support it symbolically?"

"Yes, Mr. Anthony Jr."

Lindell yawned: "I haven't slept for two days in order to find a living person out in the desert... Anyway, you work hard."

Author has something to say: General note:

[1] Life is like a surprise: Quoted from the movie "Forrest Gump".