Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

Chapter 72 I Admire Yuan Longping Most

So Zemo was arrested.

"Do you believe that I was shot while sitting?" Zemo sighed, "People sit in prison, but the pot comes from the sky."

"Well...if you want compensation for that glass cage," Unknown thought of this critical issue very spiritually, and suggested to the billionaire Iron Man, "we can lose money."

"Brother is very expensive, really expensive, and you can afford it," Deadpool echoed.

Tony Stark doesn't want to talk, and throws a…

He didn't throw anything at Unnamed, and also arrested Unnamed and Deadpool.

The way Tony looks at Zemo is actually very complicated. The Helmut Zemo of this world is indeed a poor man whose family was broken due to the First World War in Sokovia. Later, out of malice, he also told Tony about the death of his parents the truth.

On the one hand, it is sympathy, and on the other hand, it is hatred that cannot be easily wiped away.

The newcomer Zemo said that he was not in shape, and once suspected that his self in this world had cuckolded Tony.

Otherwise, why is this little look so wrong.

Simply from a document that has been browsed in a hurry, it is obviously difficult to understand what kind of situation Zemo has set up in this world to cause the split of the Avengers.

This creates a gap in communication.

When Zemo experienced a high-altitude flight, he was then placed dazed in the interrogation room in front of Nick Fury, only three or four hours before he escaped from prison.

Fury didn't say anything, just pulled a chapter of photos out of the folder and threw it in front of Zemo.It would be foolish to give a picture of a very dangerous prisoner.

Zemo certainly would not have attempted to commit suicide with the sharp edge of the paper, or violently wound someone.But only a small strip of this cardboard is needed, and it is a breeze to pick the handcuffs off.

But the handcuffs were never a hindrance.Anyone can easily break free of a pair of metal handcuffs: just dislocate one's thumb and free one's palm from the ring.

Everyone present has this ability and knows that others have this ability.

So Zemo gave up on that and started looking at the photos in earnest.

He was a dark, well-to-do old man—as evidenced by the tailored suit—and imposing, obviously in a high position.

The most important problem is that Zemo is convinced that he has never seen the old man.

"I don't know," Zemo said innocently, "who is this?"

His expression is very convincing, as if he really doesn't know him-if Nick Fury is not convinced that Zemo knows who he killed, he may actually question his judgment.

The polygraph flashed green light regularly and made no sound at all.From heart rate, breathing, and even micro-expressions, it judged that Zemo was telling the truth.

Now there are two possibilities: Zemo has tricked even Black Widow into an instrument that can literally manipulate every inch of his face; or Zemo is a sociopath.

He doesn't feel any emotional swings from cheating, so of course he wouldn't be exposed to a lie detector test.

If Deadpool could hear what Fury was thinking, he would probably say, 'What a coincidence, did my brother join the antisocial personality exchange group? 'It's a pity that Deadpool is not here, and the responsibility of talking about it falls to Zemo alone.

"I'm not antisocial," Zemo said, echoing Fury's thoughts. "I'm a woman, 79 years old, and my hobbies are yoga and cooking."

The pointer of the polygraph jumped immediately, and the alarm continued to sound until he said the word 'cooking'.

This sentence has obviously exceeded the normal indicators, making the instrument firmly believe that Zemo is lying.

"Oh, I do like cooking," Zemo added.The green light shows that he is telling the whole truth.

Is Zemo a mutant whose ability is to control lie detectors?Director Fury expelled this absurd idea from his mind, but still made a note to let the laboratory analyze Zemo's blood later.

"I'm from a parallel dimension, and I never killed this man, nor did I kill an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.," Zemo chose his words carefully. "I'm friends with James Barnes, yes—we share a room." An apartment. I never said any Winter Soldier control words to him."

Not a single lie, 100% truth.Perhaps there is some misleading element in it: under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Fury not to discover this small trick.

But the weird results of the lie detector took up so much of Fury's attention that he couldn't also weigh whether Zemo's statement was misleading.

No further questions would lead to any progress, Fury decided.

"Colonel Zemo," he said with a half-smile, keeping one eye on Zemo's every move, "someone wants to talk to you."

Who would want to chat with him?Zemo was still thinking about it when he was brought into the makeshift cell.

Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, T'Challa.who is it?

If you can't get more information from Zemo, then break through from his sudden companion.

The next unnamed entered the interrogation room.

Although they didn't think they would be able to get away with being wanted by S.H.I.E.L.D. for a long time with only three people who had no basis in this world, it was indeed unexpected to meet Barnes by accident.

Unnamed hasn't even been able to find any information related to the 'Universal Rubik's Cube' yet.

"Director Fury, are you familiar with the 'Universal Rubik's Cube'?" So he asked very frankly.

Familiar, too familiar.Fury's complexion suddenly became very bad. He didn't know why someone would mention this Rubik's Cube that had been brought back to Asgard a few years after the Chitauri attack.

"I guess you know too," Unnamed became cheerful, "Where is it? I have a few questions about... myself, and it seems that only the Rubik's Cube can barely answer."

Could it be that this man is also the Asa Protoss?Fury seriously considered the possibility of contacting Saul.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fury decided that even if he told the news, there would be no harm to his side, and instead he could test the unnamed true identity.

"It's in Asgard."

Anonymous searched his mind a whole circle before he found the information about Asgard from the Norse mythology materials that Olos forcibly stuffed in during the investigation of Loki.

"Oh, it's Rocky's house," Unknown said disappointedly, "Speaking of which, I haven't been there yet."

This is the third - maybe fourth - time today that Nick Fury has felt out of control, and that's not a good sign.

So Director Fury, who is used to controlling the overall situation, also threw the anonymous person into the prison——the room opposite Zemo, and became a neighbor of Deadpool who had been locked up early in the morning.

And Zemo is still wondering who wants to 'chat' him.

But there are only a few candidates - so when Zemo saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside his cell, he felt very surprised, and at the same time had a kind of "really so".

"Colonel Zemo," was an outdated title that the man, as much bureaucratic and hypocritical as Fury, liked to use.To be honest, Zemo would rather call himself 'little Mumu' than such false respect.

Because it often means that the government has some stupid ideas again, such as——

"We want you to provide the control vocabulary of the Winter Soldier," the man straightened his tie and ordered haughtily, as if he were some great benefactor, "in exchange, we can provide you with a better living environment, including a reduced sentence. "

Don't they realize that there are some things in the world that are more important than personal interests?For the Zemo of this world, the possibility of revenge is enough to make him give up any material or spiritual comfort.

For Zemo, who has not yet experienced the pain of losing his family, James Barnes, who can barely be called a "friend", is also more important than a mere "reduction of sentence".

There is no need to say something silly like 'the Barnes of this world is not my friend'.If you use this moral standard to measure your own code of conduct in this world, does it mean that you can kill or even destroy the world without restriction.

'Anyway, the people in this world are not the people I know. '

This is messed up.

Unknown and Deadpool think so too.Struggling on the edge of life and death, and wandering in the black zone, if there is anything that gives people the most profound revelation, it is probably "instinct will save your life, and principles are higher than all laws."

Besides, anyone with a little bit of IQ will realize that the military's so-called "commutation of sentence" guarantee will inevitably not turn into murder in the end.

Do they think 'Helmut Zemo', who can subvert the Avengers Alliance by himself, is a fool without IQ?

"Actually," Zemo said, "I'm kind of tempted. But I have a question."

The official showed a hint of joy.

"I just want to ask, you look so uneducated, can you speak Russian?" Zemo laughed viciously, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that in the opposite cell, the unnamed man bent over and picked up something from the ground.

"You!" The official was about to get angry, but found that Zemo's whole aura had changed.

Probably from an easy-going neighbor to a dangerous fugitive.

Officials in suits and shackles, and fugitives covered in dust and bruises looked at each other across an iron railing.

The status gap between the two should have been obvious.

The official didn't feel any advantage, and he even regretted coming here.

Zemo's eyes were fixed on him, like a predator eyeing its prey.These are the eyes of a special soldier who 'can kill anyone in cold blood'.

"Helmut Zemo," he said, trying to make his voice sound firmer, but the uncontrollable trembling tail betrayed his fear, "this is the best offer you will receive."

"I admire Yuan Longping the most," Zemo said coldly. He never liked bureaucracy, especially when these bureaucrats happened to block his way. "Let you all be full and have nothing to do."

Zemo leaned forward slowly and deliberately, his whole body showing a kind of aggression.

The official's sight was completely controlled by him, and when Zemo suddenly moved forward and rushed forward desperately, as if he could break his neck in the next second, he reflexively took two steps back.

At this time, he had completely forgotten that Zemo's cage was connected with electricity, and the latter would never break through this heavy restriction to attack him.

By the time his back touched another iron fence, it was too late for the cold metal to invade his back through the suit and awaken the nerves paralyzed by instinctive fear.

The same cold muzzle of the gun hit the back of his head, and the smell of gunpowder smoke penetrated the cold, damp and stagnant air in the basement, which was the perfect freshener.

It was Unknown who quietly protruded the muzzle of a gun from the middle of the railing and pressed it against the official's head.

No matter how prepared they were, S.H.I.E.L.D. would not have expected that in the unnamed field of vision, there was a P1911 pistol/gun lying on the ground in the cell.

This makes it almost impossible to lock anonymous people in a certain cell.If he himself does not act rashly, no one will know what equipment is on the ground.

"Shh," Unnamed said softly, "Don't scream, my hands might shake."

"Can you open this door?" Zemo asked politely. He kept a safe distance from the electrified cell door, and he has completely lost the quality that can be called 'crazy'.

In other words, he perfectly hides the side of "great hatred and deep suffering" under a gentle appearance. He usually looks the same, and it is hard to say that there is nothing he can't do in real.

The official obviously did not have this authorization, so he could hardly stand on his feet in fear. Only his cold and stiff legs and feet supported him barely, so that he would not fall down.

"It's better to ask someone to open the door," Deadpool suggested, and he leaned in front of the surveillance camera, knocking on the lens, "Hey, big brother over there, I really want to make it easier for you, would you mind opening the door?"

The agent in the monitoring room saw the sudden reversal of the scene on the screen, and was frightened for a few seconds before calling the director's office tremblingly.

"Director Fury, something is wrong, Zemo is going to escape from prison again!"

In fact, it can only be regarded as a "double" prison escape at most, but I successfully escaped from the hands of SHIELD twice in one day, no matter who I put it on, I can brag about it several times.

If the game system really exists, the rarity of this 'Prison Break Master' achievement is probably ranked below 'successfully dismantled the Avengers within a week' and above 'kill four Winter Soldier'.

"You can't come here—what are you doing?"

Two screams of pain and the sound of a heavy object falling could be heard faintly in the distance.

The blond-haired mercenary came pacing from the end of the corridor, his footsteps were brisk, as if he was not the one who killed the two agents just now.

He stopped in front of the cell door, staring at the electronic lock with a embarrassed frown.Then, in line with Wade Wilson's personality, he drew out the warrior/soldier/knife, and cut the high-tech into scrap iron.

Sure enough, the prison door was easily opened.

"Notify Romanov and Stark to me, hell!" Nick Fury saw the whole process from the surveillance video and slapped the table angrily.Would S.H.I.E.L.D. not be successful without the Avengers?Even a special soldier without special abilities can't be locked up.

And those two Zemo helpers of unknown origin.

One of the helpers of unknown origin was gathering together with the mercenary hired by S.H.I.E.L.D. who was now turning back at the speed of light, whispering.

"Nick Fury—"

"That one-eyed idiot—"

"He must have never thought of it!"

"Brother actually has this——"

"Handsome!"

Plan pass ri!

Deadpool and Wilson clapped their hands in the air, even raising their hands in exactly the same way.They seem to never get tired of this game of catch-up.

Probably this is indeed a novel and unique experience.It's not just the vague sympathy of the twins, it's almost a telepathic connection—it's more like a soul copy.

But this also caused Wilson to pay too much attention to the unnamed, making Deadpool repeatedly have the urge to hack another self.

'Before this guy becomes an immortal Xiaoqiang, kill him first!Otherwise, what if he also gets entangled with little sweetheart? ! '

"Hello! Let me introduce myself again. My brother's name is Wade Wilson. He's a male. He likes hips regardless of gender. He's currently single and doesn't have any strange diseases. He's talking about cm. Let's make a date——" the blond mercenary Leaning next to Unregistered, chattering endlessly.

Cannon?

Before the last two words were spoken, Deadpool decisively smashed his head with his hand/gun.

These are the remaining lines that I used!Little sweetheart will not listen to you.Better concussion, Deadpool thought viciously.

The unnamed gaze stayed on Wilson, not because he had any thoughts about the mercenary's proposal.He is completely distracted.

Was Wade like this before?he thinks.

Just like this, when he speaks, he is as unreliable as he is now, and likes to make dirty jokes, but there is no deep-seated fear in his eyes.

Not the fear of blades and blood, but the fear of being cared for. "Being loved" is already an unreal fairy tale for Deadpool.

The cover covered with small pink decorations may grin at any time, revealing the sharp teeth soaked in blood, telling him with a smile:

'Say I love you, just kidding. '

Unregistered doesn't like to joke, Unregistered never lies, and Unregistered doesn't like fairy tale books with pink covers.

So Unknown pressed his lips around Deadpool's neck, and this time he quietly buried his head in Deadpool's shoulder socket.

The height difference between the two finally played its due role, and the picture no longer looked too eye-catching.

Wilson restrained the smile on his face, stared at his other self and his boyfriend, thoughtful——

Should I also find a wife?

I heard that there is a little spider with a big butt in Brooklyn.

The author has something to say: Sorry for delaying the update today

One is Calvin

Second, want to send more

Let me explain the doubts of the little angels: Yan is in summer school now, so the class is very intense, and the time at the end of the semester is also very strange...

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