Ms. Carter is already 60 years old. The old man is already very tired from New York to Oakland. She chatted with Merlin for a while and was exhausted and left all the rest of the work to Fury.
This seemingly kind lady is not a good character. During the more than 20 minutes of chatting with Merlin, she used a silent way to dig through all the details of Merlin's past 21 years.
Under her guidance, Merlin told her almost all her stories.
Of course, the most important ones were concealed by Merlin.
Including the Colson family, Vico, the Undersea Man and Arthur Jr., Okna, the Valkyrie of Wakanda, the Wayne family who reached out to help, and the whereabouts of Bruce, etc.
If you promise others to keep things confidential, you must do it. This is Merlin's rule.
Fury, who succeeded Ms. Carter and Merlin, was also a very cunning agent. He knew that Ms. Carter had been moved, so he no longer deliberately guided him to join the Strategic Science Legion.
Instead, he generously opened a room for Merlin, let him rest well, and gave him 3 days to consider, and then gave them a reply.
To be honest, Merlin was really moved.
Not only because of Ms. Carter's encouragement, but also because of the favorable conditions proposed by Fury.
The two most important reasons why he was moved were that, first of all, the Strategic Science Legion did have a way to help him through the serum transformation period. According to Ms. Carter, Captain America Steve spent nearly three months to fully master the power of body transformation after becoming a super soldier.
And it is precisely because Mr. Howard tailored a reasonable training plan for Steve that Captain America's potential is constantly being discovered, allowing him to grow up as fast as possible, and become stronger and stronger in the war until he becomes a great hero who turns the tide.
Secondly, Fury has hinted more than once that the organization where the Winter Soldiers are located is probably the official intelligence organization before the collapse of the former Soviet Union. However, due to the turmoil in the current situation, those originally powerful intelligence organizations have fallen into mercenaries or assassinations.
Merlin had already made enemies with them and killed their most powerful warriors, and those people would not let it go.
Rather than Merlin face the subsequent revenge alone, it is better to join the Strategic Science Legion, who have enough ability to thwart the revenge of those organizations against Merlin.
Most importantly, Merlin's own selfishness.
After joining the Strategic Science Legion, whether he wants to continue to search for legendary wizards to completely solve the problem of dark power, or to turn to scientific methods to get himself out of the dilemma of being threatened by demons, he can use the energy of this institution.
It can be said to be twice the result with half the effort.
But he still couldn't make up his mind immediately.
His past experiences have taught him to be cautious, to think repeatedly and carefully before making a decision, and to learn to judge the situation.
He felt a sense of anxiety about the future, even though he himself didn't know where this anxiety came from.
"You don't look like you're sleeping well."
The next morning, when Merlin got up for breakfast, he met Fury.
The latter occupied a table alone and feasted, and there were many people around him eating, but judging from their expressions and movements, these guys should be the agents who came with Fury to defend Ms. Carter.
"I didn't sleep well, after all, you are by my side."
Merlin sat opposite Fury with breakfast. He looked at the high-level agent in front of him who was cutting bread. This guy had a bad meal. Merlin also noticed that Fury's bread method was very strange. He did not cut it in a more convenient way, but cut it around the four corners of the bread. He found it very fun and asked:
"Why cut bread like this? Is this also one of the regulations of the Strategic Science Legion?"
Fury glanced at him, shook his head and said:
“I don’t eat triangle bread”
"Why?"
Merlin asked, Fury said angrily:
"Because on the battlefield of the Vietnam War, I encountered a triangle bomb disguised as bread on the dining table. Do you still need to ask?"
"Okay, okay."
Merlin didn't ask any more, so as not to anger Fury. Just as he was about to eat, Fury put something on the dining table and handed it to Merlin. It was a black watch that looked no different from an ordinary watch.
"For you."
Fury picked up the tablecloth, wiped his mouth, and said to Merlin:
"The new product of the logistics department is equipped with a new GPS locator and a miniature bomb that can be used to escape after being imprisoned."
"Um?"
Merlin narrowed his eyes, he ate a bite of fruit, picked up the watch, and said to Fury:
"You should know that if I really want to run away, then it will be impossible for you to rely on this thing to catch me, right? Even if it explodes, it will not hurt me."
"So I didn't hide its 'little secret' from you."
Fury didn't care. He picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, and said to Merlin:
"No matter whether you are willing to accept our kindness in the end, you must enter the monitoring scope of the Strategic Science Legion. This thing is actually a sincere expression."
"Merlin, when you bring it, it means that you are willing to live in peace with us, it means that we are friends, at least acquaintances. If you carry it, we will know where you are, and when you are in danger, we can save you, of course, if you are willing to let us know."
"Are agents so scrupulous?"
Merlin snorted, and in front of Fury, he replaced his already worn watch and put the new watch on his wrist.
This action made Fury smile. He stood up, patted Merlin on the shoulder, and placed a stack of money at Merlin's hand, he said:
"Although you are not a formal member, I will give you your salary and allowance this month first. Let's go out and have fun these days, and I will notify you when I leave."
Fury left the restaurant, Merlin looked around and took the pile of money while chewing the food in his mouth, counted it, and then put it in his pocket with satisfaction.
He took his last sip of soup, pressed a piece of paper money under the plate, wiped his mouth, and turned around and left the hotel.
He was going to a place before leaving Auckland.
"Oh, it's all ruined."
Merlin, wearing a baseball cap, stood at the entrance of that black neighborhood, as if standing on a post-war ruin. At the sight of it, at least one-fifth of the houses had been completely destroyed in the melee that night.
The apartment he once hid was blown up by one-third, and the erect wreckage exuded a sad atmosphere.
There has been a cordon around the block, but no police are maintaining order, and no reporters are coming to report the news. Apart from the local residents searching for things in a daze on the ruins, the place is as peaceful as if it has been completely forgotten by the outside world.
Merlin could probably guess that it was the Strategic Science Legion that put pressure on the local media and completely blocked the news here, in order to cover up, or in other words, to prevent other residents of the city from feeling fear.
This is a necessary information control, and even in modern society, people's acceptance is not necessarily very strong.
If local media rashly expose such a dangerous incident, it may cause panic and even cause a series of vicious events that should not have happened.
Merlin's hand was in his pocket, and he was walking on the rubble-covered street. It must have been urgently cleaned up. The bodies, guns and blood in the ruins were covered. Of course, in some remote corners, some faint blood stains could be seen.
After Meilin turned on his spiritual vision, he could even see that even in the sun, some weak ghosts were floating on these ruins. They were wandering in this ruins and were reluctant to leave for a long time.
But these weak spirits cannot resist the exposure of sunlight, just like ice melting in the sunlight. In another 2 or 3 days, the place will become very "clean".
Merlin also got news from Fury about the result of the gunfight and attack that night.
The nearby police and firefighters came in time, and it is said that there was another secret force to help. In short, before the building collapsed, most people retreated, and there were not many real casualties.
This is probably the only good news among all the bad news.
"Sir, sir, give a little effort to rebuild our community."
When Merlin walked to the corner, a group of people were standing there calling on locals and those who were communicating to donate to rebuild the block.
A little girl with messy hair stood beside Merlin, trying hard to hold a donation box, and looked at the big brother with anticipation.
Merlin looked back and saw that behind the fundraising venue, where the basketball court should have been, many children stood there in a daze. They had no smiles on their faces and no longer chased and played. It seemed that they were also feeling uncomfortable for this unforgettable disaster.
"All right."
Merlin took out his unheated salary from his pocket, leaving only one tenth of it for himself, and then put all the rest into the donation box held by the child.
"I'm sorry, children, I wish you all your life."
He touched the little girl's somewhat messy hair, and said sorry that the child could not understand at all. Then he stood up, turned around and prepared to leave. But just as he turned around, a child's scream came from the edge of the basketball court.
The scream was miserable, like an abused cat.
Merlin walked over and found that there were several guys with messy tattoos on their shoulders who were beating a little boy. The most coincidental thing was that Merlin knew that child.
That was the child who was sent by Merlin to call that night.
He completed the task assigned to him by Merlin and contacted the butler of Wayne Manor. The old butler hired Lingdie to save him. It can be said that without this little boy, Merlin might have been captured by the Winter Soldier long ago.
"Hey!"
The men who were beating the child heard a sound from behind him to stop them. The guy in charge with a fierce face turned his head and looked at Merlin wearing a baseball cap and a windbreaker behind him.
He scolded fiercely:
"Get out! It's not your business!"
"I didn't call you!"
Merlin ignored the fierce man, he reached out to take off his baseball cap, and said to the little boy who was holding his head, squatting on the ground, and was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face:
"You, kid, do you need help?"
The frightened little boy raised his head, and there were blood stains on his mouth and nostrils. He looked at Meilin in a daze. After Meilin took off his hat, a surprise burst out in his eyes.
Apparently, he recognized Merlin.
The boy's expression attracted the attention of the fierce sweat. He moved his shoulders, walked to Meilin's eyes, stretched out his fingers, and pointed it hard on Meilin's chest. He said in a fierce voice:
"Do you know that child? His father owes us money, and he will definitely not be able to pay it back, so you can pay it back!"
"OK."
Merlin's expression did not change much. He looked around and pointed to the alley not far away, and said:
"There are so many people here, let's go there and talk."
"Walk!"
The leading man waved his hand and the five people pushed Meilin into the alley. The little boy who was thrown in the place looked at the few people walking into the alley with some fear.
A moment later, he heard a scream, which made the little boy hurried to the alley. He thought that Merlin had been beaten by those fierce guys.
But the child poked his head into the alley and was surprised to find that Meilin was strangling the man's neck with one hand and easily lifting him in the air, like a little chicken. Behind Meilin, the remaining four strong men had all failed in less than a minute.
The blood was spilling everywhere, making the alley full of panic.
"Have you paid back the money you owe you?"
Merlin asked peacefully that the man who was strangled by him could not speak at all. Merlin shrugged and said:
"Since I don't speak, I'll just treat you as accusation."
"Bang"
Meilin shook his hand and the guy was thrown several meters away. He was hitting the corner of the alley where the bricks and stones were broken by the winter soldiers that night, and his head was bleeding.
Meilin, who had resolved a debt dispute, clapped his hands happily. He looked at the blood stained on his fingers with some disgust. He wiped blood on a guy under his feet, then turned around and saw the little boy standing at the entrance of the alley.
He walked over and patted the boy in the face, and he said:
"Let's go, good boy don't look at these."
The child followed him and looked back from time to time. After walking for a few minutes, Merlin suddenly asked:
"What's your name? Are your father and uncle rescued?"
"My name is Eric, Eric Stevenson."
The boy rubbed the blood on his face and said sadly:
"My father and uncle are gone. They say my father is dead. I don't believe it. My father always said he wants to take me home and see him. He said that our house is far away, and that place is called Wakanda."
“Wakanda?”
Merlin narrowed his eyes and asked:
"What's your father's name?"
"Njob, my uncle's name is James."
The boy looked up and looked at Merlin. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he said:
"Can you help me find my father and uncle? If you can fight so well, you can definitely find them."
"Njob?"
Merlin recalled the name. If he remembered correctly, it should be the person who confronted the mysterious Black Panther that night, and it should be a prince of Wakanda. The Black Panther King said that he betrayed Wakanda with outsiders and said that he would send Njob back to punish the elders' parliament.
I don't know how they are now.
Merlin's thoughts were considered by the boy Eric. Eric, who grew up in a black community, had seen many such things. He gritted his teeth, took Merlin's hand, and said to Merlin:
"Come with me, boss, I'll show you something!"
"Just take it as"
Chapter completed!