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After the mustache waiter followed and yelled softly, Kyle speeded up and walked across the threshold in a trance, looking at all the familiar layouts and items in the club.

Since leaving here last time, not to mention this dance club, even Europe has never been back.In the blink of an eye, more than sixty years have passed.

What is right and wrong, this is right and wrong!

Things are still there, and can be disguised by new things, but some people are never seen again, disappearing in the long river of ancient times.

This is an unavoidable tragedy for all living beings in the Marvel Universe, except for a few races.

"What on earth did you bring me here for?" Facing the empty air, Kyle whispered coldly, and quietly clenched the five fingers of his hands that were hanging down.

Now.There are not many things that can touch his human side-but it just so happens that the Tuo Bird Club is one of them.

"Sir, please..."

Two tall gate guards in suits, with backs and waists, their eyes full of vigilance fell on Kyle who was standing at the door, one left and one right stepped forward to stop him and drive him out.

After all, the Tuo Niao Club is a social place for celebrities. People without certain status are recommended by members. Not to mention the membership card of the club, they are not even eligible to enter the gate.

And those who have a membership card, after a few years, they will not be mistaken.

The two guards stepped forward and stretched out their hands aggressively towards Kyle, but the next moment, all their movements stopped abruptly.

A powerful coercion in the form of a substance, pressed down like a mountain!

Breathing out lightly, Kyle let go of his clenched fists, ignored the guards on both sides, continued to walk into the well-lit corridor, and walked to the reception desk where the waitress stood.

"Hello, sir. May I help you?"

The waitress on duty turned pale, and hurriedly greeted Kyle, and secretly glanced at the two guards not far behind Kyle.

The doorman, who was retired as an elite Russian special forces, at this moment, the two reluctantly supported each other, and kept waving their hands to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, as if they were panicked by some kind of fright.

What happened to scare the fearless Russian guy like this?

Kyle thought for a while, and calmly said to the waitress: "I want to check the consumption record information of the No. 006 membership card."

He originally came here for the mysterious person, but now, what he wants to ask is another question.

"The consumption record of the membership card?" The waitress was stunned, and said with a distressed face: "I'm very sorry. Our computer system authority is not qualified to read the consumption records of the membership card, and the membership card number ten is the membership card of our club. The specially made supreme membership card will only be issued to members and guests with special identities, and no one has the right to view the cardholder's consumption records."

System permissions, what is this?

Kyle smiled, tapped the screen of the electronic watch with his fingers, shrugged and reminded, "Weiss, it's time for you to play a role."

"No problem, Master."

Weisi responded immediately, and extended an antenna to use radio waves to invade the host data of the building where the club is located.

"Sir, what are you..." The waitress was feeling puzzled, and then, the reception desk, the corridor, and even the lights of the entire club building went out in an instant.

The light flashed a few times as if the line was in poor contact, and then returned to normal lighting.

Immediately afterwards, Weisi's voice sounded again: "I found it, master."

"Show me." Kyle's eyes flickered, and he gave an order in a deep voice.

"Rebroadcast for you."

Weisi's eyes turned bleakly, and a three-dimensional three-dimensional graphic was projected, clearly listing the consumption records of the membership card in numbers and English.

Kyle took a cursory glance, and the first record was the first consumption record in early 1944, that is, the day when Steve crashed into the ice in a fighter plane and came to hold a late dance after his return.

There are detailed records on the number of people, consumption amount, etc. above.

The consumption time is only accurate to the year, month, and day. It should have been only a handwritten record by the clerk. Later, after the computer became popular with the public, it was re-registered into the computer system for storage.

After that day, he gave the 006 card to the waitress to pass on to Peggy Carter.

Kyle looked down and was suddenly taken aback.

At the end of 1944, there were more than [-] consumption record messages, all of which recorded the use of Peggy Carter herself.

At the end of 1944, the date of the last consumption record was less than half a month away from the date of death recorded on Peggy Carter's tomb.

It's unimaginable that a woman who is seriously ill and dying frequently comes to this Tuo Bird Club almost every day.

If there are no relatives or acquaintances here, it means that there are precious memories that she will never forget.

"Carter." Kyle muttered to himself.

At this moment, he remembered many things, and the picture of the memory finally stayed at the parting with Carter.

The farewell kiss under the evening sun.

Kyle shook his head lightly, withdrawing his emotional emotions from the human side, and rationally looked at the bottom of the recorded image shown by Weiss.

From 1944 to 2007, there was a blank, that is, after Carter's death, no one used the 006 card to spend here.

Until, 2008!

This year, this month, a day ago, there was a consumption record that has not ended yet!

"Who actually used Carter's card?"

Kyle didn't even have to think about it, the figure of the mysterious man immediately appeared in his mind.

"Have you opened a single room, 301?"

After reading the last important message, Kyle picked up Weiss on the table, and the figure disappeared from the spot in a flash, turning into a blurry black shadow and passing the corridor at high speed.

The waitress opened her eyes wide, looking like a hell, she was about to scream when someone else's big hand covered her mouth.

While panicking, she took a closer look and saw that the person holding her mouth turned out to be her own guard, the two tall and strong Russian men, and then she calmed down a little.

"What are you doing? Why didn't you stop that man just now..." the waitress asked puzzled.

"Stop? How do we stop?" One of the guards smiled bitterly and said, "You haven't recognized who was that just now?"

"Who?" The waitress blinked.

The other doorman patted his chest with lingering fear, "You guys talk about it all day, about the legend who came to the club during World War II!"

"No way?"

The waitress was a little dazed for a while, she was silent for a moment, her mouth opened wide in surprise, "By the way, I even forgot such an important thing. No. 006 is the number that Tuo Bird Club handled for her."

Chapter 299 See you in the next world, at the end of the volume