[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

It is said that at the last moment, all three of them had lost consciousness.

Steve was sent directly to the hospital for emergency treatment, while Lindell and James fell into endangered symptoms due to excessive consumption of magic power, and were temporarily injected with a lot of magician's blood as an emergency supplement.

After Lindell barely woke up, he immediately showed a retching expression because of the bloody smell in his mouth.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has an internal treatment center, but most of the treatment facilities are ineffective against goblins. Lindell felt that he was completely awakened by the smell of disinfectant alcohol in the hospital-Bucky lived in the ward next to him, and waited until he could When I went to visit the patient with support, the other party had already eaten the sick meal for almost ten people.

Empty bowls and saucers were placed in a thick pile on the small table next to the hospital bed, the amount that would make ordinary people dumbfounded.

Lindell: "..."

This guy seems to be in good spirits.

Steve is still in the process of treatment, and the other party has no major trauma, but the fine wounds caused by the strong wind all over his body and the congestion of the knuckles caused by excessive force still need to be carefully treated-he is a human being after all, not like Goblins and the like can cure themselves as long as they have magic power.

"I've already visited the sick."

James pointed to the pile of plates on his desk and said, "For some reason, it's easier for me to restore energy than you... Steve's ward is at the corner of the corridor."

The guy who just opened the door turned and left.

James sat on the hospital bed and laughed out loud.Feeling that he was being ridiculed, Lindell turned his head inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?... I remember that you can't read more subtle emotions other than perception of sight and killing intent."

"It's nothing, and this doesn't need to be judged by reading emotions."

"I'm relying on human common sense," Bucky said.

Obviously he was the one who lived 70 years longer, Lindell was still thinking indignantly when he stood at the door of Steve's ward, but everyone knows "human common sense" better than him.

Investigating the origin, it is probably because they have different soul forms and brain structures - next time he should ask Saul Asgard's library if there is a collection of relevant knowledge, so that he can understand the anthropology of the atrium better. Not so subjective anymore.

The various emotions in the ward are as mixed as the S.H.I.E.L.D. cafeteria at lunchtime.Because it is "Captain America" ​​who is being treated now, the doctors here are almost scrambling to get the opportunity for diagnosis and treatment. If it is not to prevent disturbing the patient's rest, the doctors and nurses who "inadvertently" enter and exit the ward There will be too many people.When Lindell pushed open the door, he bumped into Steve and a nurse talking softly, the other party still had the same impeccable expression, and he didn't look impatient.

"...Steve?"

He interrupted the conversation.

"Lindel!"

As expected, the other party's eyes lit up. He first apologized to the nurse beside him, and then waved at Lindell: "You have recovered now?"

That hand was wrapped in a thick bandage, with gauze between each finger, which looked extraordinarily comical.

"Hmm... At that time, I used a little more strength..."

The blond World War II veteran was a little embarrassed when he found Lindell's eyes chasing his hands. When he wanted to scratch the back of his head, he found that his fingers were immobilized and couldn't move: "It's all skin trauma, but you, are you okay? ?”

"Thanks to this operation, it has returned to a state of insufficient magic power."

Lindell shrugged: "Because it's not the first time this happened, so I'm still used to it...Fortunately, compared to before, there are much more ways to recover."

Tony sent a text message, saying that Sol generously brought a golden apple from Eden's apple orchard. Humans may die if they eat it, and there may be some beneficial mutations. Half stuff, but can be summed up as good mana supplement material for goblins.

In the photo on the phone screen, there is a yellow apple all over the body. Stark also thoughtfully accompanied this golden apple with a paragraph of text: "I just knocked the hardness with my hand, this thing may have to be sawed with a saw to get it. Swallow it alive."

Seeing Lindell replying to the text message, Steve also stretched his head over curiously to see what the other party was looking at, so Lindell held up the screen and showed him the photo of the golden apple taken by Tony. I sighed that the plants in the legend really did happen.

"What about you? What were you talking about just now?"

Lindell asked.After they started talking, the other nurses in the ward quietly left in a very timely manner, and at this moment there were only the two of them left in the room.

"I……"

Steve was visibly ashamed, showing a shy expression, and his ears were stained red: "My hands are like this... They say that I can't eat normally, and I can't hold a knife and fork, so, Um……"

"so?"

Lindell asked.

"So...she just came to ask me if I need a nurse to help..."

Steve's entire face flushed, it was obvious that this was a serious matter of medical help, and he himself was talking about it with an impeccable face before, but when facing Lindell, this kind of reappearance The normal topics seemed inappropriate for goblins.

Speaking of which, he has never asked this guy if he has any human beings he cares about for so many years. 70 years is almost the life span of an ordinary human being, and during this "lifetime", he will obviously accept and send off different people. Few people.

Among those people, is there anyone... who has a closer relationship with Lindell than himself?

There was a brief silence in the room, and Steve’s emotions were still so hard to discern. Lindell shook his nose, thinking that it might not be caused by pain—he often feels the emotions brought about by pain on the battlefield Fluctuations, the amount of information is more pure and sharp, far less complicated than it is now.

So he said his deduction: "Steve, are you hungry?"

Steve: "..."

He suddenly felt that these worries might be unnecessary.

Lindell, who can't distinguish between hunger and such emotions, has a high probability of developing a similar relationship with humans... This is a bit too super-classical.

After thinking about it this way, I was really a little hungry.So Steve nodded, intending to elbow the bell.

"It's not necessary."

Lindell imagined the scene where the nurse came to help, opened the window and jumped out, and not long after, he brought back a bag of sick meals for one person.The large pieces of stewed potatoes gave off a steaming aroma, Lindell stretched out a finger, the potato pieces in the lunch box shook, one of them flew out of the box, and came to Steve's mouth with glistening juice :"do you want to eat?"

The guy lying on the hospital bed stretched his neck, caught the potato chunk floating in the air with his mouth, and asked while chewing, "Where did you get it?"

"From Bucky's ward, there's a lot more over there."

Lindell described it: "There are about twenty copies that are exactly the same."

Steve: "..."

Then he might really lack magic.

But this brings up another problem, that is, the guy in front of him who seems to have no skin trauma also lacks magic power.

"Are you okay with this?"

Steve stared at the second piece of potato that had already floated up: "I mean, the magic power is not enough in the first place, and it has to be wasted in this kind of place."

"Why do you think this is a waste!"

Lindell retorted: "Obviously useful."

It is indeed very useful, yes... Steve caught the second potato: "But if you can not waste your strength, it would be better to save a little? Or you can go and eat Sol's golden apple first."

"Then you stay here and let the nurse just now help."

Lindell glanced at the amount of stewed potatoes left in the lunch box: "Eat all of these?"

His voice was flat and straightforward, without any emotion, and therefore did not allow Steve to read any redundant things-Lindell has always paid little attention to details, and he did not pay attention to other human beings, of course Steve would not feel too much After 70 years, the other party can suddenly reverse their personality.

He thought for a while: "There will probably be a press conference after that. None of us are particularly good at this. Maybe Stark will explain it first... As for the stewed potatoes, um."

He said vaguely, "Probably."

Lindell took the lunch box decisively: "Then go there after eating."

This time the incident was characterized as a terrorist conspiracy, and all members of the Avengers were involved, and among them, Captain America Steve Rogers was still slightly injured during the mission.

"But that's a side effect of the shaking of the world. Earthquakes and tsunamis that have occurred all over the world, can this reason be used as a perfunctory excuse?"

Lindell felt a little unbelievable.

In this regard, Fury's attitude is very frank: "Those mages who really know the details will naturally not leak such information to the outside world, but for ordinary people, it is enough to know that human heroes have once again defeated evil. "

Both of Steve's hands were injured, but the appearance of such injuries strengthened his conviction. At least when he was dragged from the hospital bed to be questioned by reporters, Lindell felt that the emotions surrounding him could be used. Long-lost extra meal.

These people, Lindell's eyes swept across the long and short lenses and flash lights-these humans loved him deeply.

Of course, Lindell himself does not accept interviews. There are not many members of the Avengers who are good at facing the camera. Tony Stark is undoubtedly one of them, but he is often not very cooperative during the interview process , and even had a black history of ranting against members of Congress on the spot, and therefore, it is self-evident who will be in charge of the "answering reporters' questions" link.

In fact, this is not a serious question and answer. After all, Steve himself is not good at lying. Regarding the truth of the world, neither Rungomignard nor Hydra's Zola algorithm can be easily made public. Fortunately, these reporters are ignorant of such issues, and most of the questions focus on relatively mild and safe topics such as "whether this kind of incident will happen again" and "when will your injury recover?"

That person has always been easy to be loved by the people around him, Lindell thought, he stood at the end of all the reporters listening to the press conference with cognitive interference, and he could easily feel the kindness of everyone around him towards Steve.Enthusiasm and sincerity are always common to all human beings. No matter whether the language is consistent or not, no matter what era we live in, those shining parts of human nature have never faded from the person in front of us.

The superhero with azure blue eyes and a gentle smile answered several questions earnestly, and when it was inconvenient to speak bluntly, he would show some embarrassment at the right time, saying that these contents need to wait for further official announcements from the Avengers, and even if there are newcomers asking " Can I trouble you to sign your autograph?" Steve could also smile and spread his palm, which was widened by the gauze wrap, and say that he might not be able to show his current appearance to others. signed.

"But you can go to Stark."

Steve blinked: "He likes to do this kind of thing."

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from the field.

The sound of the flash and the shutter came one after another, and considering that the other party was interviewed with injuries, the reporters who originally liked to slap the guns on their faces and kept asking questions showed restraint during this reception.

When he got into the car and was about to go to the Avengers base, Lindell, who was already sitting in the co-pilot seat, couldn't help feeling: "They treat you much better than Stark."

"Have you attended Stark's press conference?"

Steve asked with interest.

"He wanted to cut off all the supply chains of Stark Industries' weapons and equipment."

Lindell said: "And the entire weapons research and development department will be laid off."

Steve: "..."

He coughed dryly in the car: "I guess those employees shouldn't be very happy."

Lindell thought for a while, and nodded: "But at least he paid n+2 compensation to each dismissed employee as required by law."