69novels Chapter 124
Chapter 124
Why would Bucky, who has been confirmed dead, appear alive in the top-secret information of the Hydra organization?
Why does Bucky look so cold-eyed and irrational?
Why is his left hand not a human hand, but a steel machine, and there is an ugly red star on his iron arm?
Most importantly, why is Bucky called "The Winter Soldier"?
There are too many questions that have no answers, and there are too many questions that cannot be solved. Howard speeds up his browsing, knowing that if he doesn't hurry up and get out of here, he will be discovered by Hydra's technicians.
He can fool those technicians for a few 10 minutes, no more time, Hydra's technology is far more advanced than he imagined, Howard can only hurry up and download all the useful information he can find to the He was in the computer he was using, and then quickly logged out.
"Howard?" Maria came and knocked on the door, "What are you doing? Come out for dinner soon, no matter what you are doing now, we have plenty of time, not less than a day or two—"
The door opened, and Maria still had a flying smile on her face, but as soon as she saw Howard's expression, she understood what had happened.
Like a conditioned reflex, she quickly felt whether there was anyone listening, and then realized that this was the Xavier Academy for Geniuses, one of the safest fortresses in the world. Even the White House in the United States may not have better security facilities than here. They don't have to worry about spies or agents here.
Howard took a step back and let Maria into the room.
"We're running out of time, Maria," he said, grim as a tyrant, with a haughty tyranny in his eyes, "and I'm afraid we're decades too late."
"What?" Maria's expression became serious.
In the cafeteria of Xavier College, Hank, who asked Maria to call Howard over for dinner, lowered his head and ate his bowl calmly. Storm Ororo, who was sitting not far from him, looked at him in surprise: "Didn't Maria just ask Howard to come over for dinner? Why haven't you come back after so long?"
Hank patted the hamburger silently, and whispered, "The professor asked me to do this."
Storm immediately stopped talking. She lowered her head and began to eat the food on her plate, but occasionally she couldn't help but cast a worried look in the direction of Howard.
There are many unwritten rules in Xavier College, but everyone remembers them in their hearts. One of them is "always do what Professor X says".
and "If possible, don't ask why".
But when they became quiet, it didn't mean that other people didn't speak, Ye Mo couldn't help but said: "I always feel that there are a lot fewer people in the academy."
"Only four people are missing," Cyclops replied mildly. "Deadpool is probably not around, and when he is, he will be very noisy; as for Wanda and Angela, they are also very quiet. So you feel The lack of people should be due to Kuaiyin’s absence—it’s true, Kuaiyin can never sit in his seat for more than 5 minutes, and the noise he makes alone can be worth fifty people.”
Storm shrugged, but did not refute.
Just eating, she suddenly said: "Why do you think Wanda took Quicksilver and Magneto away? Didn't she come to our academy after leaving the fraternity?"
"Because Wanda plans to go to New York to study in college, and after graduation, she will work for the Ayre Group like Rao." Cyclops answered, "Based on Rao's usual style of speaking and doing things, I guess it was Rao who told her to go to the Brotherhood I learned a lot about how to get along with people and how to manage them.”
The members of the X-Men looked at each other, then at the college professors who had been quietly eating their meals, and finally decided to continue eating their own food.
How did Howard and Maria nervously analyze the news and top-secret information they just got from inside Hydra? Leaving aside, in the distant Gotham City, Bruce, who just woke up from the bed with sleepy eyes, was wearing pajamas. Walked into the restaurant with three shakes.
The butler, Afu, has prepared brunch for him, which is healthy, delicious and balanced in nutrition.
It's the kind of guy who has to get up from a warm and soft bed in the middle of the night, wear a nondescript circus bat costume, and wear a voice changer that makes him sound like he has terminal throat cancer when he speaks. Food needed by Tan's crime-fighting, disobedient lord who goes around.
Bruce, who was already sitting at the dining table and somehow always felt that he was being ridiculed crazily, coughed: "Any news, Aff?"
"If there was another weirdo in Gotham City last night who ruined a big drug dealer scene, and a few drunks who were stalking young ladies and were about to commit violence were interrupted by mysterious shadows falling from the sky. No, then I'll answer you no, sir."
"...Look, Aff, we've talked about Batman so many times." Bruce sighed, "You know I can't just sit and watch my city turn into a hell."
"We have discussed the solution to this problem many times, sir." The butler who was slowly wiping the glasses on the side, making each glass shiny and shiny, replied, "We have countless ways, There are countless ways to keep yourself from getting hurt and achieve a better resolution than what you're currently doing."
"No, that's not possible, Aff," Bruce whispered.
The problem of Gotham City is not only a problem of the system, nor is it just a problem of the darkness hidden in the corner of the city, but a problem of people's hearts.
The system can be revised and changed, corrupt officials can be replaced by clean ones, and destroyed public facilities can be replaced by new donations.
However, the despair and sadness pervading the city, the dark sky and the atmosphere of those willing to accept their fate and sink into the mud, the kind of lifeless people who are unwilling to struggle and are willing to drown in such pain, those who have been born in their ancestors for more than ten years Residents who have lived in Gotham City for generations, their problems are Gotham City's problems.
No one rebelled against such an environment, no one fought hard, or even if someone fought hard in desperation, they couldn't make any sound in the end.
This is the real reason why Gotham City has become a city that the outside world has changed.
"Gotham needs Batman," Bruce said wearily, "even if Batman brings fear, loathing, and uneasiness. What more do they want? Do I have to stop and talk softly after fighting evil?" Forgive their timidity? Do they think that an environment like Gotham can raise a knight of light, a faceless...a superman who flies around in the sky and often carries airplanes?"
"Forgive me, sir, you have only lived in Gotham City for more than ten years since you were born." Afu said calmly, "Strictly speaking, you can only be regarded as your hometown in Gotham, not a native Gotham people."
"Say what you want, Aff," Batman, still in his pajamas, concludes the conversation. "Gotham needs Batman."
Both he and the butler fell silent, and he ate his brunch in silence.
A conscientious president may have been working for several hours at this time.
Alexander, who has maintained a workaholic image for so many years.Take Al as an example. Before Bruce ate his own brunch, he had already processed contracts and documents involving billions of dollars. , Facebook, and anxious board members, and restless subordinates.
He told the board that the group will not allocate more resources to Facebook, yes, that's right, Carl's small toy has D&M is enough, and informed the subordinates that no one will be allocated to the current except for a general framework An empty Facebook company.
In addition, he also drew a big pie with promising prospects, explaining the huge wealth that Facebook represents and may generate, successfully turned the timidity and hesitation of those subordinates into excitement, and enthusiastically expressed his hope to join Facebook .
These are not difficult, all are things that Alexander is used to.His special status allows him to fully support the entire Ayer Company alone, but in order to abide by the human order—whether it is written or potential—he rarely handles more than a certain limit alone.
"A certain limit" is not easy to set, after all, there are people like Lex in this world.Luther, Tony.Stark and Bruce.A super genius like Wayne.
Alexander comprehensively analyzed their various strengths, and kept his level in the second or third place among the three in any event. This approach was very effective. The outside world praised his efficiency, but no one Feel something is wrong.
It is precisely because he has established an image that is always correct and always reliable, after thinking about it, James still called him.
"Hello, Mr. Al." Even though he knew that Alexander on the other end of the phone couldn't see him, James subconsciously stood up straight, showing his most respectful expression, "Have you followed the news on Facebook?"
"Facebook's gifting procedures will be followed up by me." Alexander replied calmly.
He knew that James had only started the topic out of social etiquette, and he had always been more tolerant of minor inconveniences and inefficiencies caused by social etiquette.
"Then you must know that the first message the boss posted after accepting this gift was to 'show love' to Mr. Luthor, as well as his personal status on his homepage. The boss's personal status is 'dating', and Mr. Luthor's personal status They are also 'dating', and their sexual orientation is not the conventional 'heterosexual' - I think you can understand what they are implying." James' tone can be called heavy.
"I can understand." Alexander was still very calm, "I also understand that both Carl and Lex know what they are doing."
"You don't—you don't understand!" James was biting his tongue to control the desire to scream, "You don't understand what this means!"