Marvel: Ned the Mystic Mage

"You can't do this to him! He's not a criminal!"

As soon as Captain America entered the surveillance room, he saw on the surveillance camera that Bucky was locked in a special chair, as if waiting for God's judgment, and hurriedly expressed his dissatisfaction to the staff next to him.

"Captain Rogers, we are all following orders, and I think you also know the special nature of your friend. If no precautions are taken for him, no one will dare to face him."

After listening to Captain America's words, the staff replied: "We are doing this to better carry out our work and confirm earlier that there is no problem with Sergeant Barnes, so that he can go back with you."

After hearing these words, Captain America was unhappy, but he didn't know what to say.

"Someone is coming!"

Seeing someone other than Bucky appear on the surveillance screen, Natasha hurriedly reminded her.

Hearing Natasha's voice, Captain America and Stark, who had been absent-minded, both looked at the surveillance screen at the same time.

"Is this the best psychiatrist Ross said?"

Looking at the 'psychiatrist' with a gloomy face on the surveillance screen, which made people very uncomfortable at first glance, Stark took a sip of coffee and said: "Looking at his face, I always feel that..."

"I feel that way too."

Natasha said in a deep voice, "It's a strange feeling."

"Hey, listen, this guy has a problem, take me to Bucky right now."

After hearing what Stark said and having a bad premonition himself, Captain America went to the staff next to him without saying a word and said solemnly.

"Sorry, Captain Rogers, I can't take you there until you come up with really valid evidence."

The staff just glanced at Captain America and stopped talking.

"Okay, Rogers, that guy's going to start."

Stark warned, continued to drink the coffee in his hand, and after taking two sips, he commented: "It tastes good."

The staff next to him only laughed awkwardly when they heard what he said.

"Snapped!"

The psychiatrist sat opposite Bucky and started his inquiry after taking a look at the surveillance camera.

"Are your surveillance installations obvious?"

asked Stark.

"Maybe, Mr. Stark."

The staff also watched the surveillance with Stark and the others. Seeing that the psychiatrist could spot the surveillance at a glance, they also realized something was wrong.

He took out the walkie-talkie and said: "This is Linglingqi, Ling Lingwu, pay attention, be vigilant, and be ready to deal with unknown situations at any time."

"Ling Lingwu received it."

Listening to the reply on the intercom, the staff said to Stark and others: "Sorry, everyone, I can't take you to arrest him until he has no clear abnormal behavior."

"Well, you'd better pray that nothing happens."

Stark said, already secretly summoning the steel armor through his personal transparent mobile phone, ready to go into battle at any time.

"Tell me, Sergeant Barnes, you've witnessed a lot, haven't you?"

The psychiatrist looked at Bucky across from him, tapped the pen in his hand and said.

"I don't want to talk about it."

After glancing at the psychiatrist opposite, Bucky said slowly.

"What kind of problem is this?"

Listening to the voice coming from the surveillance screen, Captain America became more and more certain that there must be something wrong with the psychiatrist. If he didn't know where Bucky was being held, he would have definitely broken in by force.

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to stop once you start talking?"

The psychiatrist looked at the package that showed on the microcomputer that it had been delivered, and a smile appeared on his lips.

The next moment, the whole building suddenly fell into darkness, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

"Shet!"

Looking at the suddenly black surveillance screen, Captain America ignored the fact that he was also in the dark. He grabbed the staff member beside him and asked, "Tell me, where is Bucky being held?"

"Friday, can you find the cause of the power outage?"

Stark asked with a solemn expression, and at the same time he stood up and walked out. There was great chaos in the darkness. He planned to put on his steel armor first.

"Well!"

Suddenly, Stark's face turned sideways, his hands were on his belly, and he leaned stiffly against the wall on one side.

"What's wrong with you, Stark?"

Natasha looked at Stark's appearance and asked doubtfully.

"No...it's fine."

Stark's face turned red, and he was trying not to make a fool of himself in public.

"Mr. Stark! I'll take you to the bathroom!"

The staff, who could hardly breathe under the strong oppression of the American team, seemed to have seen a savior after seeing Stark's appearance, and they looked happy and shouted.

"bathroom?"

Except for Stark, Natasha and Captain America were confused when they heard this. Then they reacted instantly and looked at the staff member: "How do you know what his condition is?"

"I…"

The staff member didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Stark didn't know that he was being plotted. He couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck! Damn it! Ross, you old bastard!"

"Da da da da da!"

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door. Under the nervous eyes of several members of the US team, Sharon Carter, the niece of the former girlfriend of the US team, Peggy Carter, and the current girlfriend of the US team, opened the door and walked in. .

Looking at the tense atmosphere in the surveillance room, Sharon Carter certainly understood the reason and said, "He is on the fifth underground floor of the West Wing."

"Oh!"

Throwing the staff on the ground, Captain America quickly ran out, followed closely by Natasha and Sharon Carter.

"Damn it, that guy, carry me to the bathroom quickly!"

Stark looked at the staff member who kept lying on the ground and whined after being thrown by Captain America, and said bitterly.

"Yes! Yes! Mr. Stark, don't worry."

When the staff heard Stark's call, they hurriedly got up from the ground and ran to the bathroom with Stark on their backs.

Although he was in the dark, relying on his excellent qualities, the staff carried Stark to the bathroom smoothly.

Listening to the earth-shattering noise coming from inside, the staff wiped their sweat and let out a sigh of relief.

……

While everyone was lingering in the monitoring room, in the interrogation room, the psychiatrist had already started his own questioning.

"How is this going?"

Suddenly plunged into darkness, looking at the psychiatrist opposite who looked calm, as if he had everything under control, Bucky still didn't understand that this was all his handiwork, so he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing Bucky's question, the psychiatrist kept a smile on his face, took something out of the document bag in his hand, and said: "Let's talk about your home, not the one in Romania or the one in Brooklyn. "

"I mean, your real home."