[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

"It's a little weird."

Lindell moved his arm, looking up and down with some novelty.

"It's very strange."

Strange looked at him with a headache on his face, and slapped several investigative spells on the opponent, but unfortunately, the results still did not show.

"Could it be that you made a mistake again?"

Clint looked at him suspiciously: "It was you who caused Steve to shrink inexplicably last time."

"I swear in the name of Emperor Weishan, this is impossible!"

Strange said firmly: "I definitely didn't do it this time."

I don't know why, but in short, Lindell's current body is indeed a human body.

When he woke up in the morning, he felt that something was wrong.

Steve had already gone out for morning exercises early, and they never woke up at the same time, and when he got up from the feather pillow, the first problem Lindell found was that his body compared to It used to be a lot heavier.

It's like being given a clumsy gravity superposition spell.

The next discovery was even worse. He couldn't feel the flow of magic power. The pads of his fingers were no longer filled with real ether, but real ones—muscles and blood flow.

This is the human body, and all information points to this answer.

You can see light blue blood vessels on the inside of the arm. Lindell blinked desperately at the mirror. No matter how he adjusted, he couldn't show the color of the fairy eyes and the nictitating membrane inside the eyelids.His auricles have also become the same as humans, and there is no way to swing back and forth to adjust the angle due to the different directions of the sound source, and even the hearing range has been compressed to below about [-] to [-] Hz.

The world suddenly became chaotic, like a person with normal vision suddenly got severe cataracts after waking up.

Smell is the same, and sight is the same.The focus range of his field of vision is only a very narrow angle in front of his eyes, instead of being clearly visible 180 degrees ahead; if he wants to clearly recognize a line of writing on a book, the content beyond the front and back three lines can no longer be seen clearly.

"I'm probably under a curse, Steve."

During breakfast, Lindell cut the fried sausage on the plate and said solemnly.

Steve was obviously overreacting when he heard the words, almost raised his hand and knocked over the orange juice in front of him.He widened his eyes and checked Lindell from head to toe. The conclusion he reached was the same as the other party's initial judgment. Except that the whole body was replaced with a human version, so far no abnormalities have been found.

Even his appearance remained the same as that of a human mimic. From the outside, he couldn't even see any difference for a while.

"But it's true, now this body has no magic power at all."

Lindell spread his hands: "I can't even use an engineering technique."

After he finished speaking, he tried to snap his fingers, but nothing changed around him—the plates didn't get cleaned, and the windows didn't actively open for ventilation with his movements.

It would be fine if it was just an inconvenience, Steve thought wistfully, but it would be bad if anything else happened.

For various reasons, he still insisted on taking the other party to the Avengers base for a full-body examination, and the results of the examination showed that he was really a young human being.Lindell's current physical health is maintained at the upper-middle level of human beings, his vision chart is 5.0 in both eyes, his height and weight bim parameters are all normal, his grip strength and reaction speed are equal to those of ordinary adult men, and he does not need a battle suit like Tony Stark The stats are similar, lower than those of Clint, who has undergone combat training.

"Does that mean I finally have a chance to beat Lindell in an arm wrestling?"

Clint had a strange expression: "To be honest, we are all weird characters here, and ordinary humans like me are rare species."

"The average human being who always makes a hole-in-one golf ball."

Banner complained while pouring himself coffee: "In a sense, you are more or less abnormal."

"Thank you for the compliment, I'll take it as a compliment for me."

Clint replied.

But the small talk didn't help Lindell.He walked down from the chest X-ray machine and looked at his own X-ray film. The left and right sides were drawn symmetrically, and the rows of bones were similar to the scene described in the human biology book.

"I have to say this feels a bit inconsistent."

"I'm looking at my own chops," he said.

"... Generally speaking, when it grows on a human body, it is called a rib."

Strange asked: "Have you not been in contact with any strange people recently?"

"In a way I meet weird people every day."

"You all count," Lindell said.

"I don't mean that, I mean, the kind of person who can actively curse you."

Strange could only add: "And my occult attainments are so high that I can't easily lift this curse."

"It's not that you can't easily remove it, you can't do it at all, pay attention to your words, mage."

Tony Stark gleefully ran on him.

"Don't say that. If you really want to study it carefully, the problem is still quite serious. The most important point is that you may only have less than 70 years of life left in the future. Ordinary humans can only live for so long, and the second half will suffer from the effects of bodily functions. Declining."

Strange emphasized.

"But 70 years sounds like a long time to me."

Banner said quietly.

Everyone brushed aside the recent activities repeatedly. Last week, Asgard’s god brother came to Earth to help a little. Although the little Mr. Odinson was not happy with it, he still followed the whole process with a frown. , ate a lot of snacks in the Avengers inventory.If you want to talk about the degree of suspiciousness, this is probably the most suspicious part.

"I found that my thoughts began to gradually move closer to Sol, which is not a good sign."

Clint concluded: "When there is a problem, first think about whether Loki did it. If so, ask him to solve it. If not, entrust him to solve it."

"They haven't always been like this, and you haven't gotten used to it yet."

Natasha glanced at him: "It seems that I need to contact Asgard."

Under the influence of spells and Tony Stark's wonderful technology tree, they were finally able to send a telegram to Asgard, but before waiting for the receipt of the message, Lindell still had to keep looking at the appearance of this human being.

In this regard, although he obviously showed discomfort, he was not too disgusted.

There are 70 billion human beings living in this world. Since there are 70 billion of them living well on the earth with reference to precedents, it is really not a big deal if there are so many of them. Every creature has its own form of existence. No big deal, Lindell thought confidently.

Naturally, the work of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents had to be temporarily terminated, and everyone else was very busy. Steve apologized with all sorts of guilty expressions for not being able to be by his side at the critical moment, and was eventually dismissed by Lindell and others. Everyone drove away with a concerted effort-Tony's attitude was the sharpest.

"I've been a human being for half my life, so what's wrong with him adapting to this day? You are racist against the human group!"

"Of course it's not discrimination, Tony, but it's the first time he's living as a human being, and everyone deserves due care during their first attempt..."

"You are taking too much care, captain, why don't you just ask Lindell what he thinks?"

Natasha shrugged. It seems that even the moral standard of the whole United States cannot escape the iron law of caring and chaos.

So everyone's eyes were focused on Lindell again.

"I think it's very quiet."

Lindell pondered the words: "It's like walking in the wilderness with no one after it snows."

In order to make common people understand the feelings of goblins, Lindell occasionally resorts to some fantastic metaphors, but they are often difficult to work.Tony held his chin: "Do you feel that your hearing is impaired? If so, we can consider wearing a hearing aid for you."

"Don't come up with bad ideas Tony, Lindell's hearing test results are similar to ordinary humans, and wearing hearing aids will have a negative impact on the auditory system."

Strange vetoed the proposal.

"I think I can probably understand what he's talking about."

At this moment, Bucky slowly raised his hand.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, yes, this person has been both a human and a fairy. Although he is a half-elf, it is still better than nothing, and he can combine the perceptions of both human and fairy.

"...It's impossible to hear other people's emotions."

Bucky said: "There is no way to communicate with your heart, you can only rely on words, the sharp reduction in the amount of information should be to him... It's like the whole world has suddenly become quiet."

"Is that right?"

Steve asked.

"I don't know, maybe."

Lindell frowned: "This feeling is not included in the human vocabulary, so I can't describe it more accurately."

But this is not important, he quickly raised his head: "But I judge that this will not affect the short-term normal life, there is really no need for you to stay here to affect your work."

Since the parties said so, everyone can only obey.Steve picked up his shield and planned to go out. Tony Stark also put on his battle suit and walked away after telling his artificial intelligence to supervise Lindell all the way and provide help as much as possible. Soon, among the Avengers Only Dr. Banner, who is usually not active, was left.

"Uh, I'm going to do some yoga next."

Banner asked kindly, "Are you going to try it out?"

"The kind that puts your legs over your head?"

Lindell thought for a while, stretched his arms and tried a yoga pose, and finally had to give up because of muscle pain: "I'll forget it."

"Novices really can't do that, after all, they are human beings."

As Banner spoke, he slowly twisted his limbs into a twisted movement in Lindell's opinion.

After all, he is a human being, Lindell thought for a while, and it would be too worthless if the rare day or two of human life was used to make things difficult for him.

"I'm going to go out for a walk."

he announced.

"Aren't you going to stay here? Read books and the like, I remember you really like... and movies, Stark bought a lot of good classic movies."

Banner asked.

"The field of view is too narrow, and it always feels a little strange to see things."

Lindell shook his head. The focus range of his eyes can only be maintained at [-] to [-] degrees. It is hard to imagine that with such a narrow field of vision, Natasha can see and hear all directions like a goblin with tactical goggles.

Maybe there is a huge gap between humans and humans, he thought, this is a new discovery today.

He usually took the bus to the cake shop he used to go to, and bought himself two large peach cream puffs. The taste of these snacks is exactly the same, whether it is in the mouth of a fairy or a human. .

Considering that his love for sweets is still the same, Lindell silently gave up his plan to take the opportunity to try wine.

In addition to puffs, he also bought a paper bag of snacks, large and small.Lindell carried the bag and walked towards the park one after another. When there is no destination, it is indeed a good place to spend time.He had been there once 30 years ago, and the pigeons in the park were fed by tourists to make them fit. Even the chatter of the plants was more lively than those around the road.

Thirty years is enough time for several generations of pigeons, but it doesn't matter, anyway, he can neither hear plants nor understand animals.Before going out, Lindell even watered some Strelitzia orchids on his window sill, realizing for the first time the benefits of plants being quiet—these guys have been spoiled for two years With his ability to understand plants and Steve's good temper, fertilization and changing of nutrient soil are never timely.

Let alone plants, he can't even hear people's hearts. Although the salesperson in the bakery always kept a smile for business purposes, his heart was always full of exhaustion.Lindell once helped him treat nervous tinnitus, and hoped to see him live longer, after all, his cake-making skills are really good, but now he looks at that ironed smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze, but he can't do it anymore. Determine whether such an expression comes from the heart.

"Hello, how are you feeling today?"

Lindell asked.

"Of course, have a nice day too."

Although the other party was a little surprised, Lindell was a regular customer of this store, and the clerk responded to his question immediately.

Is it... the truth or a lie?

Lindell felt that it was pointless to ask further questions, so he nodded and left the cake shop with the paper bag in his hand.

The world to human ears is silent.

New York has never been short of people. Tourists from all over the world, white-collar workers in high-rise buildings, employees of Stark Industries, countless agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and students from various schools, countless human beings gather in this place. In the city, now it is extremely quiet, the original noisy noises and emotions have all disappeared, only the sound of the wind blowing past the ears, and the occasional horn of the car driving across the road.

No wonder they don't understand the noise in the goblin's feelings. After all, this level of background sound may be just right for them...

Lindell was thinking this way, when he just turned the intersection, the jewelry store next to him exploded.

...is this a robbery?

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