[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 201 Handling

"Oh, God." Miller walked into the office, startled by the figure sitting by the window, "Oliver? No one told me you were coming, how did you get in?"

"Don't make a fuss, I wasn't caught by Agent Ross." Oliver replied with a smile, "Today's guard just happened to know me," Oliver tapped the visitor's sign hanging on his chest, "so I went directly walked in."

"Okay." Miller shook his head with a smile, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, "What's the matter with you kid? I remember you don't like to come to my office on your own initiative."

"That's right. I still remember that when I came to work on the first day, your office didn't draw the curtains. It made me feel like I was a knight who broke into the dragon's lair."

"What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't see you having such an idea at the time. Are you tired of being a superhero and want to come back?"

"I'm pretty satisfied with my current job, but it's okay to come here occasionally to reminisce about the past."

"I don't believe you'd be that free." Miller knew Oliver, the ex-manager who ran away, very well. If he had free time to reminisce about the past, he might as well stay at home and read a book, and then he needed Tom to go to his house in person on weekdays. Bring this isolated person back to the real world.

Oliver looked at the light through the cracks in the curtains, "I think the past is very important. So, I went through the report and surveillance video data on the airport attack stored in my computer."

Miller sat obliquely on his desk, with one foot in the air and the other propped on the ground, with a calm expression on his face, "What do you want to say next?"

"Miller, I want to know what you thought of me at the time? I heard that you strongly recommended me to work in the CIA."

"Speaking of which." Miller chuckled twice. "If you look at you at that time from now on, you are like a newborn calf. But if it's just you at that time, as a biology student who graduated from Stanford To evaluate what you have done, I can only say that you definitely chose the wrong major in college. You can definitely study psychology, or philosophy and law, which need to rely on your mouth. And your later work performance also proves that You are definitely a genius in this respect, as if no one in the world can escape your mouth."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Miller was keenly aware that Oliver's voice was a bit cold, "What's wrong?"

"I saw that the archived document mentioned psychological intervention afterwards, but it was not written in detail."

"Psychological intervention. Oh, that's just a routine process. When you were recruited, although your psychological evaluation passed, but the score was not high, the psychologist in the bureau suggested psychological intervention before starting work. You behaved I don’t like psychiatrists very much, I don’t know if you are targeting that 60-year-old middle-aged man with a beer belly, or just targeting this profession, in short, I helped you push away most unnecessary psychological evaluations afterwards.”

"It's just like that?" Oliver was surprised, then why the correct memory in his mind was sealed, "The modified data?"

"At that time, the aftermath of 911/[-] was still around, and the reporter did not have any internal information about the airport attack, so they could only report based on the answer given by the government. So the higher authorities tried to minimize the situation as much as possible. What happened to you today? You came suddenly Ask these things?"

"I just want to make sure of something." Oliver didn't explain carefully, and Miller wisely stopped asking.

At this moment, Oliver suddenly had a guess. Whether it was from his understanding of Miller or his instinctive observation of Miller's demeanor, he was sure that Miller didn't have to lie to him, nor did he lie to him.

The loss of that period of memory is not an outside conspiracy theory, it is just because I want to do it. Oliver knew that guilt over death would overwhelm a man.

The instinct of self-protection made him involuntarily choose to forget this matter and bury it deep in his memory.Even though Oliver hadn't learned psychological hypnosis or suggestion before, his mutant ability could easily do this, but because he didn't fully control his own abilities at the time, the memory that happened in the subconscious The change happened quietly, but it was not noticed by the owner of the memory.

It was like a protective mechanism hovering in Oliver's mind at all times, until the attack of the Mind Stone broke the protective mechanism he had worked so hard to build.

Miller waggled his fingers in front of Oliver's eyes in ecstasy.

Oliver shook his head, pulling himself out of his thoughts, "I'm fine."

"I know, but I have something to tell you. Ever heard of the Superhero Registration Act?"

Is it already by this time? Oliver raised an eyebrow.

Although Miller asked this question, he didn't really care much about Oliver's yes or no answer. "The group of politicians on Capitol Hill proposed this plan after the New York War, but it has been under discussion, but I heard that there has been a lot of progress recently, and it may be implemented soon. I would like to ask your What's your opinion?"

"Do you want to use my opinion as a reference?"

"No, it's just asking. Even if this bill is really going to be implemented, I can only act as an implementation assistance party."

"I don't know, until I see the formal content of the bill, I can't just choose my position based on its name and why. Even if I did, would I go to slaughter Capitol Hill because I disagree with them Is it? But thanks anyway."

"No need." Miller took a deep look at Oliver, "But if I were to say it, Secretary of State Ross is currently the host of this bill. According to his attitude, the final result may not be so friendly to superheroes."

"Has he been promoted from general to secretary of state?"

"That's right. According to his habits, he prefers to turn a superhero who was originally independent of the government into an American army."

"It's impossible."

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Oliver drove from Langley, instead of returning to Washington or New York, he drove to Quantico, the FBI Academy.

The BAU office is also here, but Oliver didn't ask the team members if they had finished the case and rushed back to Quantico, but just walked into the FBI Academy alone, and sat down on a bench near the outdoor practice field.

"Williams?" A familiar voice rang in his ear.

"Gideon, why are you here? I thought you were supposed to be…"

"Australia." Gideon smiled, and continued Oliver's words, "Sarah's over there, and the college asked me to come over and give a lecture. I heard from Hotch that they are still working on the case, and I may stay in Quantico for a while, and wait They came back to get together. It's been a long time since Frank's incident, but I still want to say thank you."

"This is my job."

"But not everyone can do a good job. I always made mistakes in the past." Gideon showed some nostalgia and regret on his face, "Spencer told me that you are going to work in the Avengers Building now. Why are you working in the Avengers Building today? Academy bumping into you? Questions or are you waiting for Hotch?"

"I don't know." Oliver looked at the FBI trainees who were running laps or doing obstacle training on the outdoor training ground. Finally, the scene where humans with superpowers are also trained and attacked under the control of the government.

Gideon looked at Oliver in a daze, sat on the end of the bench with a stack of information books in his arms, and looked at Oliver without saying a word.

"Is the expression on my face obvious?" Oliver turned his head and asked silently. Whenever Gideon put on this posture, he just wanted to talk to a certain team member.

"One of the sheep that Sarah and I raised," Gideon picked up a fable-like beginning, "he was always lost and would not come back with the flock. One day there was a heavy rain in the valley, and Sarah's A golden retriever found that the lamb hadn’t come back, and rushed out barking. We didn’t rush into the thundering valley with him, but fortunately he came back soon, with the lost lamb in his mouth.”

"You want to say that my expression just now looks like that sheep." Oliver couldn't help laughing himself.

"No," Gideon suddenly withdrew his smile, and said seriously, "You look like that drenched golden retriever." He watched Oliver open his eyes in surprise, although the wet eyeballs were blue-green, but It was strikingly similar to the black eyes of the golden retriever, and suddenly he couldn't maintain his serious expression, and put on his usual smile again.

"Ah..." Oliver sighed, "Gideon, what do you think of superheroes?"

Gideon was silent for a moment when he heard Oliver's question, as if thinking.

"Oliver, do you remember the concept of a vigilante?"

"Do you think they are like vigilantes? Follow their own rules and punish the wicked, and they will eventually get out of control."

"No, what I'm trying to say is that a lot of people do put them in the vigilante category. But really, they're not. They're more like sheepdogs watching over the flock.

Obviously they are different from ordinary lambs, they are more powerful, vigilant and wise.But no matter how much difference there is.They are actually the same group as the Lamb, sharing life and death.

But there are differences between superheroes and collies.The shepherd guards the lamb because it is the owner's order, but Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Hulk... these superheroes, fighting aliens in New York is not because of anyone's order, they could have refused to do so burden, but because their convictions require them to do so.As far as I know, these superheroes are not paid by the government.They just give without expecting anything in return.

It's like Captain America - I loved reading Captain comics as a kid, I just didn't realize that 70 years later, my childhood idol looks younger than me. Gideon smiled, "If he was only injected with serum, then he is just a soldier with greater strength than others."He's only Captain America, he's a hero, a superhero, only when he keeps his faith.Although I don't know what you're worrying about, Williams, I hope what I just said can be of some help to you. "

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"Jack, pass the ball to Tomson." Hotch applauded Jack from the sideline of the children's soccer field.

"Okay, Daddy." Jack followed Hotch's instructions to chase the small football and pass it to his teammates.

"Jack played well." Oliver was standing next to Hotch.

Hotch smiled with satisfaction, he turned his head to look at Oliver, and was attracted by the cheers of the children when they scored again.The game continued, Hotch had time to look at Oliver again, "A pink T-shirt with a piece of strawberry ice cream printed on it, are you serious? Oliver?" Hotch wanted to laugh and was surprised at the same time.

Oliver tugged at the tight collar of his T-shirt and sighed, "Why do people keep complaining about my aesthetics in the past few months. Seriously, it's not my fault. The clothes belong to Lily."

This pink T-shirt is worn on Oliver's body and has nine-quarter sleeves. The original design is very wide for girls, and it won't be tight even for adult men like Oliver, but the hem of the clothes is slightly shorter A little more, and gently raising his hand upwards will reveal a section of sharp abdominal muscles between the jacket and the black combat pants.

"I was in a hurry, so I didn't go back to change. I took a piece of Lily's clothes on the plane and put them on." Oliver looked at Jack's lively figure, "I can't wear my combat uniform to school .”

"Jack thinks your suit is very handsome." Hotch replied, "If you wear it, he may be excited to tell his classmates that you fought with Captain America."

Oliver shook his head dejectedly, "Then he won't tell his classmates that I also broke the symbol of Captain America, the star shield."

"Let him go." Hotch patted Oliver on the shoulder. "I think your outfit looks good, too. But I remember, the last time I saw it, the trousers had belts instead of elastic."

"Tony changed the design after I pulled out the belt once and used it as a weapon."

"I think that's better than a weapon."

Listening to Hotch's words, Oliver rubbed his wrists unconsciously, "Are you sure you want to discuss this here." He said with a half-smile.

"After going back, it's not just a discussion."

Oliver bit his lip and was about to say something, "but was interrupted by the ringing of the phone."

"Li..." |

Before Oliver finished speaking, Lily's roar came from there, as if it had its own speaker.

"Oliver hurry back to New York to save your son, if you don't come back your son will die!" Lily cried out in panic.

"My son," Oliver repeated subconsciously, "where did I get my son?"

Even Hotch couldn't help but look over suspiciously.

"Vision, it's a vision." Lily called from over there.

"Okay, okay, Vision." Oliver rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Why, Wanda finally can't stand the chili soup he made, and is going to use chaos magic to throw him out of the solar system?"

"Actually, Wanda quite likes it." Lily said with some resentment, "But Pietro told me that Erik knew about it."

"You mean, Vision and Wanda."

"Yes, Pietro also told me that Erik is on his way to New York. If you don't come back, I won't be able to survive alone. You shouldn't use vibranium when you change the captain's shield."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Oliver hung up the phone immediately, blocking Lily's screams.

"So, Vision?" Hotch asked.

"Vision is a robot, bionic man, and artificial man. It's a little hard to explain which category he should be classified into. In short, his thinking template is Jarvis' original matrix, and his way of thinking is closer to artificial intelligence."

"Why did Lily call him your son?"

Oliver had an indescribable expression on his face, "I shaped his body by accident, and the material I used was the captain's shield."

"If you want to rush back, then maybe we can wait for the next time."

"No, I'm not going." Oliver tugged on Hotch's shirt by the chest, pulled him closer, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Charles will take care of this, Westchester is just outside New York. Besides, Pietro abducted my Lily, why should I stop Vision and Wanda? Just let Magneto, an unreliable father, come to see Look at his daughter."