[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

There will always be various crises in this world, and besides the Avengers, there are countless organizations working hard to "save and destroy the world."

For example, some alchemists in the Atlas Academy, and the mages of Weishandi.

Aziraphale and Crowley's mediation with heaven and hell respectively is one of them.

There are countless alien races in the universe, such as the Nine Realms connected by the World Tree Ygudra Hill, and the Dark Quadrant that the Ancient One and the others have always resisted.

Different crises will be resolved by different people. In short, even if you have the heart to meddle in many troublesome things, it is impossible to have the power to meddle in your own business.

Except for Fury - as the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., he can't help but want to understand the whole picture of all problems, such as Hydra, the mutant problem, the mage dispute, aliens, all kinds of things, Lindell's own The opinion is that this is why he went bald so early.

Because of this, at the moment when the surface of the world and the dark quadrant gradually came into contact, Lindell... was getting an apple pie for himself from the food shelf.

Steve's operation went well, and he was not allowed to eat too hard for a period of time according to the doctor's advice, and he was on standby to rest in the Avengers' building; Lindell went to the party of the detectives on a regular basis, and searched around in the private cafeteria Food.

Hong Kong and New York are almost at the two poles of the earth, but the threat of the dark quadrant is still enough for the goblins who are already keen on the leylines and magic to notice. Dim Sum's hand froze slightly, but quickly resumed its original movement without a trace.

"Senior Lindell?"

Agent Cowes stood behind him, a little puzzled: "Is the apple pie not to your taste?"

I hope you don't do anything to help me in this matter, Gu Yi's last entreaty is still on my ears.

"No."

Lindell put the fan-shaped apple pie on the plate: "This store has very good quality control, and the taste is almost the same as it was 30 years ago."

"Every time I hear you say that, I realize that you, senior, have lived for a long time."

The little detective sighed with some melancholy: "From the perspective of personality, I can't feel that he is an elderly person at all."

"Sol is fifteen hundred years old, and I haven't seen how old he looks like."

Lindell retorted: "There is no way to calculate our mental age like this."

Knowledge is gradually accumulating, but the heart will not be broken by the years because of the passage of time.Halfway through the meal, some people began to meet in twos and threes to take pictures. Not many people dared to invite Lindell, but there were always a few brave ones among the field agents. After someone set a precedent, he started a round of confrontation The condition of the flash.

"After the photos are developed, they will be sent to the mailbox of the Avengers Alliance!"

The agents promised: "Know that you are the type who prefers to store photos in albums rather than electronic storage."

"Colour printing is amazing to me now."

Lindell sighed: "Most of the photos back then were black and white."

This world belonging to humans has really moved forward a lot.

The incident in the dark dimension ended without any risk. When I went to the New York Temple again, the person in charge here had already become the newcomer mage who had met once.Looking at the Eye of Agamotto on the other side's chest, he tried to put on a serious expression, but when he saw Lindell, he was still subconsciously stunned.

Instead, the red cloak wrapped around his back waved a corner of himself very kindly at Lindell.

"I know you."

He said.

"Of course, I saw you in Karma Taj. What happened in such a short period of time, I think human memory should be able to preserve it."

Lindell replied.

"I didn't say that."

Stephen Strange shook his head: "It was in that hospital. For a moment, I saw you standing at the door of the dental waiting room."

What he concealed was that the other party stood there blankly and watched him being beaten. It was almost the most embarrassing day in his entire life, and the degree of chaos was gradually accumulating. Descend to the top.

"It's not that I won't help you this time."

Lindell quickly cleared himself up: "It was Gu Yi who asked me not to interfere in your affairs until you became the supreme mage."

And because of this reason, he hasn't been to the New York Temple in recent months, obviously he bought the land of this land.

"..."

Strange was silent for a while, of course he can already guess the reason why the Ancient One did this: "I understand."

"Actually, things at the level of the dark dimension... Even if I want to intervene, I can't help it."

Lindell added a little explanation: "To avoid that level of disaster, probably no one can do it if it is not the Supreme Mage."

"I know."

Strange sighed. He had read a lot of occult classics these days: "And even if the surface of the world is eroded by Dormammu, you can go back to live on the inside... There are many choices for goblins, and they themselves As long as it has a long lifespan, the threat of Dormammu is of no importance to you."

Probably the difference is like someone pouring poison into a lake, the fish in the lake will be poisoned to death, but the animals living on the shore may be a little anxious, but it will not touch the root cause - after the drinking water is polluted, they can go to other places. The place.

The defensive circle of the New York Temple is running slowly. It is relatively close to the hotel where Lindell had dinner before. His original plan was to take a shortcut to get here and use the space jumping technique here to return directly to the Avengers base. It can save a period of traveling by car.

"Anyway, congratulations on becoming the supreme mage."

Lindell said: "Probably you will become one of the human beings I have known for a long time, although it is not something worthy of congratulations."

"That's really not something to congratulate."

Strange agreed, "What else did Ancient One tell you?"

"She asked me to help heal your hand after you became the supreme mage."

Lindell replied: "The magic potions from Fairy Township and our blessings can achieve such a delicate level of nerve repair, but the process is a bit complicated, and I need to prepare for a while in advance-I think you should be free recently?"

No one would procrastinate in healing themselves, Lindell thought, especially if the man in front of him had lost everything to a hand injury.Today, he doesn't care much about mages most of the time, such as why Casillas disappeared here, why all he saw that day were familiar faces he had dealt with before, and why Karl Modu didn't Guarding the New York Temple again - the changes in human beings always make people feel caught off guard, and he has begun to learn to ignore these small contradictions.

But Strange shook his head slightly.

"Not needed yet."

He said: "I know you can live a long time, so there will always be a day when I come to you to heal my hand."

The expression of this young mage was extremely solemn. He wore a treasure that had been passed down for an unknown number of years, and held the "Book of Emperor Weishandi" under his elbow, which is said to have recorded all the white magic. His eyes with different irises watched calmly. with Lindell.

"Let me think about this matter after I become a real supreme mage."

Lindell glanced at the other party in surprise, noncommittal to this suggestion, stretched out his hand to fish out a bottle of red wine from the imaginary space of the New York Temple, and pushed it in front of Strange: "Although everyone thinks this is not something to be happy about. Work, can be, and is, overwhelming for you...but celebrate with a drink."

"what is this?"

The neurosurgeon catches the bottle—the flow of time in imaginary space is almost stagnant, so the bottle in his hand looks new.Stephen Strange recognized the logo on the red wine bottle, with a surprised expression on his face: "This is..."

"In [-], Gu Yi entrusted me to buy a lot, probably enough to fill an indoor small swimming pool."

Lindell said: "But I can't drink good or bad wine, so you can drink this bottle and see what you want."

He will bid farewell to this talented young mage one day. Of course, it is also possible that the other party will bid farewell to him in his long life.Death will come to everyone equally one day, no matter whether it is a human being or a goblin.

Just go see Charles and them sometime, he thought.

New York City, Avengers base.

Steve clutches his phone, caught up in a new worry.

[Original: Since everyone in the building suggested that I re-open a reward post, then I will post it again<Picture>]

[1#: Oh oh oh oh!This is the certified bounty content!If you can't hand over Captain America's signature by then lz you will have no way to end! ]

[2#: Although I thought this was a boring post with no confession at the end of the world, but since it has the signature of the US team, it is still worth visiting. ]

[3#: Help me to post the summary <link>]

[4#: This is a big investment]

[5#: Today's field agents went out to have dinner, didn't the host come?Has the person you wanted to chase gone? ]

[主数>>5#: I was injured a little earlier, and recently I was recuperating, so he went. ]

[6#: Oh oh, it was really embarrassing before, many people were indeed injured, the field brothers have worked hard]

[7#: I am engaged in earthquake monitoring, my biological clock is completely out of order, and I only made up for it when I fell asleep recently, Hydra I#@<■]

[8#: Isn't the group photo of the dinner party full of forums outside? Which one is the host wanting to chase after? ]

[9#: Maybe people don't want to expose **]

[10#: If you know Agent Coulson, you should be a very capable person]

[11#: Speaking of which, the host has always used "he" to describe, shouldn't he first confirm the orientation of the person he likes...]

[12#: Ah, indeed]

[13#: Although there are all kinds of monsters in your altar, it is true]

[Old Landlord: It shouldn’t matter what he says... Ordinary people’s men and women may not make any difference to him...]

[14#:? ?What is this technical geek speech]

[15#>>14#: I'm from the slingshot base, and the technical nerd said that we are not like this, so don't suddenly label us]

[16#: Rather let it go...]

[17#: So does the field agent have this number?If the landlord doesn't mind, please tell us the name secretly, and see if there is any kind-hearted person to ask for you? (For the sake of Captain America's signature)]

[18#: It's too real, for the sake of the US team's signature]

[19#: Speaking of which, does the host know how to send a private message? ]

[The original poster>>17#: It's Lindell. ]

[20#:! ! ! ! ]

[21#: Grass, I took a screenshot]

[22#: It turns out that the original poster wanted to entertain us with an autograph of the US team]

[23#: Does the field agent have a second person with this name? ]

[24#: Shocked my whole family for a whole year]

[25#: No more, the host is playing with me? ]

[26#: If it’s that youknowwho, then I’d think it’s normal if I told Coulson that I don’t like the host]

[27#: I think so too, and it’s lucky not to be beaten]

[28#: So the landlord really likes it?In the sense of a lover? ? ]

[主数>>28#: Yes, I like him very much.Seriously want to pursue him. ]

[29#: ...Although everyone's orientation is free, I still suggest you to see a doctor. ]