[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

In New York City, Manhattan, there is a staff apartment for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Holding the key to the room door, Steve stood in the room in a daze for a long time.Each building is divided into five floors, and there are three people living on each floor, and each person has two rooms plus a common kitchen for three people.Although he hasn't visited the next door to say hello yet, it doesn't take much thinking to figure out that the neighborhood must be full of various staff members of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Whether you want to live under another identity incognito, or you want to join S.H.I.E.L.D., we all respect your personal choice—now there is no such large-scale war that can sweep the entire world. Although the manpower is tight, it is not Totally not enough."

Fury said before leaving: "But to be honest, from a personal point of view, we still lack good soldiers here."

"Where does Lindell live now?"

Steve asked.

"He... stays in a place called the Temple most of the time. It is an alliance of human mages. Cognitive interference is open there. Ordinary people can't find the gate. I heard that these magic guys have their own school. a base."

Fury said: "Or Stark's home, of course I'm not talking about Howard, it's his son."

Oh...Tony Stark, he knows this, after all the newspapers are about the most you can find about him.

The World War II veteran put his hands together and looked a bit restrained.

"What? I remember that the relationship between the two of you in the movie should be good, or it should be particularly good."

Fury raised his eyebrows and looked at him with his unblinded eye: "Or am I going to witness some historical miracle? Actually, what's wrong with Captain America and the goblin members of the Roaring Commando?"

"No, no, I mean . . . I don't think so."

Steve replied.

— This sounds even more suspicious.

"Is there really no problem?"

The middle-aged African-American uncle put a tablet phone on his desk, "There are a lot of contact information stored in it, and the notes have been changed for you. You can call if you need it."

"Well, thank you very much."

Steve took the phone, and didn't intend to open it right away, so he buckled it on the table.

Nick Fury is much older than him, so he is obviously not a suitable person to talk to. What's more, the problems he is facing now cannot be solved by just talking to others. More than half a century has passed by. For most humans, this has been their entire life, and even if Lindell is an inhuman goblin, he must have known more people in such a long time.

He will have new fetters, his own friends, a more suitable circle, someone he wants to protect, and a sparkling life that is more adapted to the new era.

...Besides, no matter what, six to seventy years have passed, and it will be difficult for him to hear the answer to that confession again, right?What's worse, with the signal situation at the time, he couldn't be sure whether Lindell could hear it——

After thinking about it for a while, Steve turned to the reference materials provided by S.H.I.E.L.D.—most of which were world history and the like, allowing him to quickly figure out what had happened in these years.The most popular movies of the year have now become classic old movies. Compared with operas and musicals, young people now prefer a new thing called video games.

First came North Korea, then Vietnam, and after Vietnam ended, there was the Iran-Iraq War, and until now the Middle East is still at war. In addition, today’s era even includes disputes between humans and mutants——Eric The name Lanshere sounds familiar to Steve, but obviously people in this era prefer to call him "Magneto".

He is one of the leaders of the mutant affirmative action movement, and now he has established a piece of Eden belonging to mutants on an independent island promised by the US government. He has spent almost half of his life in various mutant movements, and he has also used radical methods At the moment, the wind has mixed reviews.

...It's just that it's really hard to connect the little boy in the impression with the old man in the photo today.

The amount of information for so many years is too complicated, and two hours have passed without paying attention to the clock. Steve was brought back to his attention by a burst of noise. There was another ear-piercing sound of rubbing, and he couldn't resist pushing open the door and poking his head out, only to find a very shocking scene - a strange man stretched out his hand and opened the golden portal in the air, one thing after another Pieces of furniture fell from the portal and were neatly arranged in the room in order.

"Excuse me...you are?"

Steve asked, did S.H.I.E.L.D. still recruit mages...

"Oh hello, I'm here to help."

The young man nodded at him: "This is all the furniture... Okay! I'm done here! You can also cancel the teleportation anchor point."

The volume of the second half of the sentence was obviously raised, and it was directed at the other end of the portal.Immediately afterwards, under Steve's watchful eyes, the adult version of Lindell jumped down from the mid-air portal, holding a small cloth bag in his hand: "Thank you for your hard work, Daniel."

"Where, the Supreme Venerable also asked us to help you as much as possible."

The mage in front of him replied very respectfully: "Then you are busy, I will go back to Karma Taj now."

As soon as the voice fell, the other party disappeared into the portal again.

Now that there were only two people left in the room, Steve suddenly came up with an answer that he couldn't even believe: "Lindell? Are you..."

"Of course I moved here. I have a lot of personal belongings stored in the New York Temple, so I entrusted the mage over there to help."

The other party replied as a matter of course, with long hair thrown behind him, as if apart from his height, so many years had left no more marks on his body: "It's not what you said, we will live together after everything is over. "

"...I did say so."

Steve replied with some hesitation: "But is it okay on your side? I mean, it seems that you have made a lot of mage friends..."

"What does that matter? They will naturally come to me when they need my help."

Lindell said: "Or do you want to live in Brooklyn? The architectural style and street layout over there have changed a bit...but you can also buy a house there."

He said this lightly. Apart from the money entrusted by Howard, Mage Ancient One also has a vicious vision. She has invested a lot of things in the past few years relying on her future vision, and she has gained gratifying achievements in recent years. The harvest, including those red wines stored in the imaginary space, with reasonable sales channels, each bottle is worth a lot of money.

After finishing speaking, Lindell simply sat down, and the distance between the two was extremely close.Steve swallowed nervously. He felt that he should probably say something in this situation, but once he faced Lindell, he was obviously calm and calm when commanding the battlefield, but he couldn't say anything.

——How did you spend the past 70 years?

The population of the earth has changed from 26 billion to more than 60 billion, and the number has more than doubled. With the advancement and change of science and technology, countless people come to this city and leave, just like migratory birds.

The appearance of the other party has also undergone slight changes. Apart from the new habit of growing long hair, the height has also become similar to his own, and even the temperament of the whole person is different. It is obvious that he has adapted to the human world with ease.

"Let's talk about your story over the years."

Steve said, "I want to know what happened to you before the whole world changed."

—It's the truth, Lindell thought, his perception still functioning smoothly.

Obviously human beings are creatures who are good at lying, and this person in front of him didn't keep his oath...but no matter what, he couldn't make people hate him.

Now he is used to judging the authenticity of every human sentence. A psychologist once said that an average human being will lie about 25 times a day on average [1]. part.

Even Bacon once said, "Men love lies . . . because they have a natural but rotten taste for lies themselves."[2]

He once complained about the other party in his heart because of the promise he couldn't keep, so he felt puzzled, and even felt that he might never be able to understand the human mind, but even so, the sum of such and such emotions was still unable to form an opposite party. This person has the slightest resentment.

"At this time, I'm glad I left a photo."

The blond young goblin nodded, and stretched out his hand in the air, and a photo album fell out of a portal that only allowed the palm to pass through.This photo album looks obviously old, even the cover looks old. The first photo in it is a group photo of Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Nick Fury and many other unfamiliar faces.

"This is a photo of S.H.I.E.L.D. when it was established."

The second picture shows him standing in front of a building, surrounded by a woman wearing a cloth robe. It is worth mentioning that the other person has no hair on her head... Steve coughed dryly and asked cautiously: "Who is this woman?" Is it? Are you also a fairy like you?"

"Ah, she is the supreme mage of mankind."

Lindell said: "This is when the New York Temple was just established... I don't know why, she suddenly asked me to take a photo, but this kind of mage can see some fragments of the future, so he asked others to do it There are very few omissions.”

"And this one, um... At that time, some residents at the beach reported to the police that they had found a huge unknown creature. Fury thought it was a sea monster like a siren, so he asked me to go there myself. I didn't expect it to be just a big monster. The cuttlefish, after the squid was decomposed, was used as an extra meal in the cafeteria, and we ate seafood for three days in a row."

"This is a large-scale magic ceremony to repair the huge hole in the ozone layer in Antarctica. The people present are all mages. Originally, the principle of keeping secrets from being leaked is not allowed to take photos... But we found a lot of penguins, and they rushed To take a picture with the penguins."

Lindell himself is not a keen photographer. The collection of so many photos is purely because the time span is too large. When dinner came, the thick photo album was only half finished.

This is probably the day he has talked the most in these years, and last week he was still complaining to Natasha, saying that communicating with most humans is unnecessary, and that cognitive interference is really a necessary skill in life.The blue-eyed World War II veteran sat quietly beside him, nodding his head as he listened, occasionally interjecting to ask trivia questions.

Until the sound of being hungry suddenly sounded.

——Of course, the elves built with etheric bodies will not be hungry, only one of them will be hungry.

Steve laughed a little embarrassedly: "Shall we go out to eat? Or I remember SHIELD has a cafeteria..."

Among the things Fury gave him was enough emergency money. Although it is not known whether the dollar has appreciated or depreciated, it is obviously not a problem to maintain life in a short period of time.

But the detectives upstairs and downstairs obviously have other ideas. Many people here have grown up listening to Captain America's stories. No matter how many times they visit the Holy Land, the impact of seeing real people is not as great.

"They said that to celebrate your move here today, there is a barbecue in the courtyard."

Lindell pointed upstairs and downstairs: "But if you don't want to go, you can. I'll drive them away."

Steve: "...I wouldn't say drive them away."

This speech reminded him of many things from the past. At that time, Lindell’s thinking was similar to that of now, but due to the oath of “not to harm human beings casually” and his uncertain strength, he was almost rejected when he came to the theater several times. Actresses in high-slit dance skirts put on dresses.

At that time, he will show the expression of "I endured very hard". If he doesn't stop it, it will make those actresses burst into love and intensify.

Steve couldn't help but smile, in this future which is completely different from his own cognition, there are still some things that can be closely connected with his past.

By the time they reached the courtyard downstairs, the detectives who had gone downstairs had already set up barbecue grills.Lindell and Steve obviously underestimated the fanaticism of these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. The former suddenly sensed the emotions erupting at the scene, while the latter—well, even he didn't know, what was he doing? How welcome in this future today.

Countless scorching eyes stared at him. Even without the sensitive perception ability of a goblin, Steve felt a little restless. Fortunately, these people still maintained the most basic politeness, and no one flocked to sign or Ask for a group photo.

Coulson was standing not far away, skewering meat on some barbecue sticks, and accidentally stuck the iron sticks on the belly of his fingers; the person next to him was in the same state, and accidentally Letting his hand touch the charcoal fire, he was so hot that he jumped up on the spot, almost kicking over the grill.

"Well, well, gentlemen, I know you're excited, but it's not so exciting that you can't even eat dinner."

Natasha stretched out her bangs, opened the door and walked in: "If you continue like this, you will have to order takeaway at the barbecue party."

The female agent of the former Soviet Union stood still in front of Steve, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of shaking hands and introduced herself: "Natasha Romanov, who worked in the Soviet Union before and also stayed in Keberg for a while, is now S.H.I.E.L.D. agents."

"Steve Rogers."

"I know, I heard Lindell mention you. It was during the Vietnam War. Thanks to him, I didn't get bitten by mosquitoes in the jungle."

So Steve subconsciously turned his head and glanced in Lindell's direction. The other party seemed to be concentrating on fighting against the barbecue grill in front of him, specifically squeezing chocolate sauce on a skewer of barbecue meat, which was obviously dark. The content of the cooking made the surrounding detectives turn pale with fright and dare not step forward.

——Looks like he won't notice this side for a while.

"What did he say about me?"

So Steve lowered his voice and asked.

Natasha: ?

I'm just being polite...why do you take it seriously?Generally speaking, don't most people know Captain America's name because of comics or movies?

Should I tell you that he's actually rarely chatted with us over the years?

"That was three or 40 years ago."

Natasha tried her best to save her respect: "It's not good to live for too long, not all the content can be remembered."

"makes sense."

The other party showed that kind of generous smile, and nodded: "So fortunately, Lindell is a goblin, and his memory is quite good. Otherwise, I am really a little worried about how to get along with him."

Natasha: "..."

Their conversation seemed to have turned in a weird direction, at least she didn't take it very well.The female agent with exquisite makeup regarded this reaction as the other party being frozen for too long and his thinking was a little slow: "In short, you are very welcome to come to this era. If you want, we are also very happy to have you as our colleague——I Zevrey has made this intention clear enough."

"Actually, the agents present have expressed their thoughts clearly enough."

Steve shrugged and looked around. The agents who had been staring at him finally looked away after their eyes met.

Author has something to say: General note:

[1] The data comes from the network.

[2] Quoted from Francis Bacon

Natasha (alert): There's something wrong with you bro.