[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra should have been destroyed

Bruce Wayne was tightly guarded, until his injury healed, he was not even allowed to step out of the ward, and after his injury was healed, he was tightly guarded in the mansion.

People from the "Bionde" gang were hunted down by the police, and they were arrested, but most of the people who were arrested either didn't know the inside story and just took money to do things, or they committed suicide as soon as they were caught. All the police forces have been used to investigate this case, but there is still no real progress in the case.

At the same time, Garcia and the Winter Soldier have confirmed Angelina Kane's basic itinerary, and are determined to assassinate her when her husband throws a birthday party next week.

Newspapers keep publishing and tracking the police's crackdown on the "Beyond" gang. Of course, it's just a crackdown on gangsters on the surface.Garcia turned over a page of the newspaper and said, "Do you think the police will track down Anderson in the end?"

"It's very strange." Winter Soldier said, he took a pen to write and draw, "If the people in 'Beyond' are all victims of human experiments, why do the core members commit suicide by taking poison as soon as they are caught instead of Tell what happened to them."

"They're protecting a certain secret." Garcia frowned, "Just like Margaret."

"The dead Margaret?" the Winter Soldier asked.

"Yes, she said Bruce was the 'key,' but wouldn't say much more. She leaked it, so she got killed immediately by her so-called brothers and sisters."

"They should be the same batch of victims of human experiments, but gathered together after many years." Garcia said. "What secret would they rather die than reveal?"

"Maybe they are not all victims of human experiments." Winter Soldier said, "It is impossible for all of them to commit suicide so resolutely. People are cowardly and selfish."

"They should just be the most radical part of it," Garcia said, "or the most religious part."

"So they're protecting..." the Winter Soldier frowned thoughtfully, "the others?"

"I can't be sure." Garcia said, "The police should have already guessed it. We need to focus on the matter in front of us."

On the evening of the banquet, they walked through the crowd pretending to be waiters carrying trays, serving drinks to guests smiling at the edge of the banquet hall.

"Have you found the crow?" Garcia said to the Winter Soldier in the distance over the intercom.

"No." The Winter Soldier said, "The banquet is halfway through, and she hasn't shown up yet, which is very unusual."

"I'll go in and take a look." Garcia smiled and put the tray on the buffet table, turned around and entered the interior of the mansion, hinting to the people he met on the road, he was lucky enough not to encounter someone with such strong willpower people.

The farther he walked into the mansion, the farther away the sound of music was from him, and the silence began to occupy the space around him. He clenched the gun in his shirt tightly, even though he knew that this gun could only serve as a warning to others—he The technique of shooting a gun is not allowed at all.

There was a short scream from somewhere.Garcia immediately turned his head, carefully looking for the source of the screams, and at the same time said to the Winter Soldier: "There is something wrong in the house, I need you to come and help."

"Come right now." The Winter Soldier replied, and there seemed to be something else to say, but the signal was not good, and there was only a murmur from the intercom.

What sound was it again? It sounded like he was struggling. Garcia suddenly saw a shadow in front of him disappearing at the corner. He immediately chased after it. A door appeared in front of him. He pulled out his gun and put his hand on the doorknob. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open.

Bruce Wayne fell on the ground not far from him, as if he had lost consciousness. He immediately raised his gun to guard against the attacker who was hiding somewhere, and then ran to half squat in front of Bruce Wayne to make sure that he was still alive. After the feature he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Garcia..."

"Garcia..."

"Go away, Xavier, I said I'm busy." Garcia said angrily, and then he suddenly realized.

No, it was a woman's voice.

"Garcia."

A woman's voice sounded right behind him, and he couldn't help trembling, without turning his head.

"Why don't you look back at me, Garcia." The woman's voice was full of sorrow, "I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you very much."

Garcia clenched his fists, got up slowly, and looked back at the woman.

She was wearing the beige windbreaker and pure white sweater she wore on the first date, with long red soft hair reaching her shoulders, standing in front of him and smiling gently at him.

"Do not you miss me?"

Garcia turned his head sharply, Bruce Wayne was no longer there, and the red carpet on the open space was particularly dazzling. He turned his head again, and the woman was still there, smiling and waiting for his answer.

"I'm sorry, Mary," he said, "but you're not real, you..." He couldn't finish, he stared at the woman in front of him, who was still smiling, talking with his best dreams and most beautiful dreams. It was exactly the same in the horrible nightmare, she stood in such a natural posture, as if she had really resurrected in the world.

"I miss you," Garcia said.

The corners of Mary's mouth widened. She sat down on the ground and waved to Garcia, motioning for him to sit beside her. Garcia hesitated for a moment, but sat down beside her. At that moment, the scenery around them changed It became a sunny university campus.He and Mary sat on a picnic cloth spread out in the grass, next to a carton of milk and unfinished cookies in a basket.The baroque-style teaching buildings around were very familiar, but at this moment, Garcia was hit by a sense of strangeness.

"How long has it been since you've been here?" Mary asked.

"I went back to school with you last year." Garcia said, "You are very happy."

"So it's been a year," Mary said. "Why do you look so sad?"

"Because you're dead, Mary." Garcia said, "You're dead."

"But I still live in your heart, don't I?" Mary said, "You created all this, your memories with me, these school buildings, teaching buildings, woods, sunshine and grass, even the scene where you and Charles met In the apartment I had just left for work."

Garcia was silent for a moment.

"Yes," he said, "maybe in my heart, I still haven't accepted the fact that you are dead."

Mary tilted her head, this is a gesture she would do when she was a girl, she has matured a lot since she married Garcia, and she will no longer do these playful little gestures.

"I don't like it," she said. "I'm dead, and you're still in my world, grieving."

"I tortured you," Garcia said.The wind was blowing across the grass at this moment, the sun began to stream under their feet, and Mary stared at the glowing green as if dreaming.

"Hydra is tormenting me," Mary said, "You just did what you were supposed to do."

Garcia laughed, his eyes were a little sore, his laugh was short and thin like someone suffering from asthma, and Mary looked back at him with that naive bewildered expression.

"You're just a shadow that I imagined to excuse me," Garcia shook his head, "Let's go, I don't need it."