[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

[28#: Xavier doesn’t have this kind of mind-reading ability turned on all day, it’s an active skill that can be turned off]

[29#: And youknowwho can’t read minds, he just feels noisy, like noise from a radio]

[30#: Maybe it’s not just noisy, it might even be unpalatable (funny)]

[31#: Let’s think about it differently, if you love him, this guy might just find it delicious]

[32#: Fast forward to capturing each other with food? ]

[33#: This is too scary, and speaking of it, didn’t Lindell’s seniors hang out with the US team recently? The reporter photographed it several times, and now they don’t even bother to report the news.If the original poster wanted to get close to the opponent, did he have to break through a series of harsh defenses including the US team and Barnes? ]

[34#: The American team also began to change their style of painting. I remember seeing these two on the news last time because they were chased by a group of reporters on the street]

[35#: I have been working for so many years and I have never seen a day when you are such a friendly shadow agent. Another time it was on the news that you helped Sol catch his brother in a movie theater]

[36#: I suspect that your interpretation of the word close to the people is not the same as mine. When I was in the movie theater, I was an advance team member and helped evacuate the crowd. I saw Lindell chasing Rocky on the wall. While yelling at the bottom to get Steve's autograph trouble line up in an orderly]

[37#: ...I'm dumbfounded]

[38#: However, they seem to be more likely to hang out together recently. Is it because the Avengers have been relatively idle recently? The video of the American team playing basketball that was released before, the highlight is their one-on-one confrontation with each other. Watching it makes me think Every bone in my body hurts. ]

[39#: Mutants can't play this magic basketball. ]

[40#: If the opponent is not the US team, half life will be gone]

[41#: I feel like that youknowwho is already used to fighting, so in this kind of confrontational games, he habitually greets the opponent's joints and the like, and several movements suddenly reacted to something wrong and then stopped ]

[42#: Thanks to the quick response of the American team, if I played with him like this every day, the hospital might become my second home...]

[43#: Thinking about it this way, it will be very difficult for the original poster brother to be competitive, so light up the wax in advance]

[44#: After all, they have been living with people with extraordinary abilities. If you think about it this way, Captain America and Agent Barnes can be regarded as... natal family? ]

[45#: That's over, that landlord has no play]

[46#: Make it a bit more exaggerated, maybe they can solve it within the reunion]

Lindell himself was unaware of the discussions sparked in the forum.He is now standing with Steve in the courtyard of Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys, accepting the students' onlookers, and watching Steve shake hands with this group of minors of different ages one by one, as if it was the scene of a celebrity meeting.

Of course, here, there are just as many mutant children who show favor to him—compared with Captain America, Lindell’s separated identity from humans is easier for these mutant children to be recognized. It is an "abnormality" that is rejected by the mainstream society, and it is understandable to hold together as a small group to keep warm.

In a sense, Lindell’s identity carries their ideal state—the wish that even as an “abnormal” self, they can live in such a world with their heads held high and their chests upright.

Charles has already retired from the team of front-line teachers. His age is considered to be among ordinary people, and he should have retired long ago. It is just because the physical fitness of mutants is generally a notch better than that of ordinary humans, and their spirits are not bad. He has continued to serve as the honorary principal of Xavier School for Gifted Boys.

Eric's situation is not much different. The helmet used to block telepathy has long since become a thing of the past, and now it is placed in his room as a room decoration similar to a lampshade.

The two old men lived a relaxed and happy life in their later years. Two pairs of scissors flew up and down in the garden, replacing the original gardener's work.After Lindell pushed through the bushes and walked in, he saw the two of them occupying a reclining chair, with a thin blanket covering their knees, sitting unsteadily in the courtyard basking in the sun.

"...It's summer now, isn't it hot like this?"

Lindell complained.

It was a bitter summer, and his own body temperature regulation center needed extra mana to cool down.

"Old people have many things to pay attention to."

Eric said, "You're still the same, you haven't changed at all."

"The students haven't had their summer vacation yet, and there are many children who decided to stay in school this year. After a while, I have to write letters of recommendation for students who are going to apply for university."

Charles pointed to the tops of the two of them, and explained clearly why blankets were needed to keep them warm: "A student helped us put a cloud of cold air here. In fact, the temperature here is not high."

When Lindell heard this, he immediately squeezed over to rub against the natural air conditioner, making Eric look at him with disgust.

When we first met, the other party was a teenager who forced himself to calm down in a concentration camp.But now, the imprint of the concentration camp on their arms has long since become faint and blurred, and they have experienced enough ups and downs in anyone's eyes. Lindell stretched out his hand and lightly brushed the lymph nodes under Eric's shoulders. position, reached out and patted Charles' knee, and made some inconspicuous "little movements" as he did when he was with Howard: "Haven't you thought about traveling somewhere?"

"As we are, no matter where we go, it will be too eye-catching. Occasionally, we want to go to Eric's island, but this is the limit."

Charles laughed. "It's been a rowdy whole life, and it's fine now."

"...I am very satisfied."

Lindell looked at them for a while, and suddenly sighed: "It feels like seeing Crowley and Aziraphale."

His adoptive fathers are also inseparable like this. Although they have different positions and backgrounds, they still get along quite well. I don't know where they are on the earth now.

Charles also heard from Eric about these two angels and demons who are constantly traveling in the human world, and he couldn't help laughing: "It sounds true, and the two of us have been on opposite sides for most of our lives. Woolen cloth."

"It just looks that way."

Eric Lanshel couldn't help but add: "For all kinds of reasons, like most stupid humans in this world feel that powerful forces need to check each other."

"Even this way of speaking is very similar."

Lindell emphasized.

Not far away, Steve was laughing and laughing with the students on the volleyball court, waiting for a friendly match to be held in a while, while the blond-haired goblin in front of Charles still seemed to have not left the slightest trace of time on his face.

"It was thanks to you that earthquakes happened all over the world before."

He said: "I am ready to restart the brainwave enhancement machine again."

"Come on, an old bone is not afraid of a cerebral thrombosis with that kind of thing."

Eric rolled his eyes, "Then died suddenly due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage."

"How could it be? Human blood also contains iron elements. Even if you really have a cerebral thrombosis, you can find a way to help dredge it."

Charles frowned and laughed.

"...Just trust me like that?"

Eric said in a muffled voice: "That's the brain, a little inattention can mess up the human brain into a mess, you have to thank me that I haven't got Parkinson's until now, and it's safe to use the mutant's ability. "

"That's you, Eric, that's you."

The honorary principal of Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys smiled as a matter of course: "Of course I will believe you, this is as obvious an axiom as the laws of physics in this world."

"...But the laws of physics will also peel off with the drawing of the holy gun. I have read the report provided by the Avengers last time."

"Then I will always believe in you until the world is destroyed."

Charles replied.

On the other side, Steve was surrounded by a large group of students, everyone's eyes were shining, and no one would let go of the opportunity to get in touch with Captain America at close range.

"What type do you like?"

A bold girl asked, "Do you have a girlfriend now?"

Steve's waking age is not much different from the age of this group of high school students. He blushes immediately when he is asked such a question. This reaction has greatly strengthened the curiosity of the students, and they are relentless around him. Ask east and west.

"No girlfriend."

Steve waved his hands again and again, even the tips of his ears were red: "How could such a thing..."

"What about the boyfriend?"

Someone rushed to ask again, and the mutant students surrounded him three layers in and out. Steve doubted that the answer he answered now would make the headlines of the newspaper the next day.

"At least talk about your ideal type."

"No boyfriend either."

The blond World War II veteran pushed through the crowd and wanted to escape, but was blocked by enthusiastic students flying in the air, so he could only carefully choose his words: "...the ideal type...hope to be able to fight side by side with me type."

"Ooh!"

The part of the mutant students who aspired to join the X-Men erupted in cheers, while the rest continued to ask: "This is too broad, what about the appearance? What about the personality?"

"Looks don't matter."

Anyway, Lindell's appearance is also random, and he can modify it freely if he wants to modify it. It is only because he finds it troublesome that he has been fixed in the same state: "In terms of personality... I hope I am an honest person who does not lie .”

Everyone understands this very well, because the US team is an honest and enthusiastic person, possessing all the beautiful qualities described in textbooks, and the ideal partner of such a person must be the same!

But the answers so far have made people very unimpressed-it is too politically correct to make people unable to find a topic.

The students still do not intend to let him go.

The girl who spoke first asked again, among the people you know, Captain America, is there anyone you like?

The blond young man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said yes.

Everyone started booing, really, this is big news!

Honest and courageous, with an unwavering character, he was one of our most reliable companions and the nicest person I've ever known in the world.

Of course he is willing to pile up all the compliments on that person, his blue eyes are full of smiles, this kind of emotion is pure and sincere, no matter whether he can get a response or not, as long as he thinks of that person, he can't help but want to laugh.

"Secretly tell me who that person is! I promise not to tell anyone else!"

someone said.

Are you a member of the Avengers? "

There are also people chasing and continuing to narrow the scope.

However, Steve didn't have time to answer these questions. Now he feels the blood rushing to the top of his head, because another protagonist who has never mentioned the name of the topic is standing not far away holding a volleyball, using a beautiful green Eyes fixed on him - I don't know how long I have been standing in this place.

It's all true, Lindell thought.

Because that person will not lie.

Of course he knows what humans like, because almost everyone present can say that they like Captain America, and among the human army that "likes Captain America", he already knows Coulson and some fanatical fans of S.H.I.E.L.D. Elson would also babble about Captain America in front of Lindell.

Goblins are different from humans, he can't understand the feeling of chasing a person like those humans forever - from the data of the Internet, "like" Iron Man, Thor, Clint and Natasha There are also a lot of fans. This kind of emotion can be one-to-one or one-to-many. It generates some light and ethereal emotions like magenta bubbles. It tastes like soft candy, but often you can't even taste the taste. It just disappeared, even at the scene of Iron Man's meeting, this kind of escaping emotion can only make him barely addicted.

If one were to provide magic power capable of fighting, the light emotion of "like" was not even one percent of the despair and fear that arose when one was dying.

But at this moment, he was inexplicably envious of that other person who could be mentioned by that human being with such a smile.

The author has something to say: At this moment, Charles, who really #canread mind, showed a smile that knows everything.