[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra should have been destroyed

"The Owl Court has issued a warrant for the core members among them." Gordon said, "I haven't been in touch with their leaders since then, and I heard that they are having internal strife again."

"That's sad," Garcia said. "They'll never be normal again, just because of misfortune."

"It happens all the time in this world," Gordon said, "but this—it's just too much."

Yes, Garcia knew what Gordon meant.Desperate people who are terminally ill, in order to resist the doomed end, inject drugs that they are not sure of their efficacy.They have become monsters, unable to live in normal society, unacceptable by others, calling those who have the same experience as brothers and sisters, living together in the dark, but betraying each other.They plucked up the courage to return to Gotham and wanted to build their own kingdom in their dark hometown, but now they were slaughtered.Although Garcia knows that they are not all good people, he also understands that he has compassion for them—to live for their suffering.

"That's right," Garcia said, "this happens all the time in this world."

"Angelina's people have been captured," Gordon said, "some are scientific researchers, a small number of mercenaries, those mutants—oh, those experimental subjects have been imprisoned in Akamli, where It's still quite safe." Having said that, Gordon couldn't help sighing, as if he didn't even believe what he said, "We can't find any other place to receive these prisoners."

"Didn't S.H.I.E.L.D. send someone?" Garcia asked.

"They sent people here and are negotiating with the Owl Court." Gordon said, "But the Owl Court doesn't seem to be happy to let those people out. They think it's Gotham's business. It may take a long time."

"Where's the Institute?" asked the Winter Soldier, staring at Gordon with a cup of Alfred's Special hot cocoa. "Have you found any secret rooms?"

"I was just going to tell you this, which is one of the main reasons why I came here today." Gordon said, "When our police officer was interrogating one of the researchers, as I requested, he asked about the The whereabouts of the batch of potions, the researcher said that he had come into contact with a batch of flashing potions, but that batch of potions was transported to another place."

In silence, he said: "He can only tell how long ago that batch of medicine was transported, but he doesn't know where that batch of medicine was transported to."

"Have you checked the shipping records at the port?" the Winter Soldier asked.

"We checked the records of the day." Gordon said, "That page is missing, and the records on the Internet are gone."

"That should have been deleted too." Garcia said, "If there is even a record on the paper document, it makes no sense that there won't be one on the Internet."

"That's the truth." Gordon said, "But almost everyone found by the police station said that they couldn't restore that record. I know that one person can definitely, but whether he helps others depends entirely on his own preferences-but I believe that for the Canadians For West Asia, that's not a problem."

"Indeed." Garcia said, "It shouldn't be difficult."

"I'll give you his address and Cairn Shipping's internal website, if you want to track it down, you can try it." Gordon said, "Good luck."

"Thank you," Garcia said.

"Is your leg okay?" Gordon asked concerned.

"It's just that it still hurts," Garcia said, "I can walk now, thank you for your concern."

"It's nothing." Gordon said, "I'll go back to the police station first."

After Gordon leaves, Garcia asks Bucky, "Should we pursue it?" He frowns at this.

"We tracked down the whereabouts of the **** and then told SHIELD." Bucky said, "We are single-handedly, the most suitable for assassination."

Needless to say, Garcia already understood what Bucky meant, and understood that they had all acquiesced to this behavior pattern.

"Okay." Garcia said, "Let's visit that computer expert."

They lived temporarily in the Wayne mansion, and the young host, Bruce Wayne, didn't make any comments about it.After hearing Gordon and Garcia talk about the Winter Soldier's skills, he was very much looking forward to practicing against the Winter Soldier.After Garcia and Winter Soldier went to visit the computer expert, but were told that he was out for a day and would not come back the next day, he got his wish and competed with Winter Soldier on the practice field.

For the first time, he was subdued in less than three seconds.

Alfred watched this scene with a serious face on the sidelines of the practice field, but Garcia always felt that he could feel such a joyful emotion from the old man's face.

Bruce's competitive spirit was aroused, and for the next period of time he kept fighting repeatedly, and the Winter Soldier also fought him very patiently, but Garcia could see that he was holding back—if With all his strength, the boy might not last five seconds in each round.

In the end, the boy was still somewhat frustrated.

"I'm a black belt in taekwondo and I'm still learning karate, and my teacher says I'm the most gifted student he's ever had," Bruce said. Believe me, my skills are so much worse than yours."

Of course he knew that the Winter Soldier hadn't used his usual strength when fighting him.

"The way you learn, the way you fight." Winter Soldier said, "There are rules to follow. I can know what you are going to do a second before you make a move."

"So you think I'm a deadbeat." Bruce said, he took the water glass handed by Alfred, "My moves are stiff."

"That's what I mean." The Winter Soldier said, "You've learned too well, so you can't see your own stuff; your actual combat experience is too little, so your moves are not lethal enough."

"I'm aware of this," Bruce said, and he was clearly thinking further afield, "Not so long ago. I was too weak to protect what I wanted to protect."

"Then do something," said the Winter Soldier.

Garcia suddenly thought of Charles Xavier who said something similar - he still couldn't protect those he loved.

"I know, I will do it." Bruce Wayne said.

The Winter Soldier smiled at him, not like the smile he gave Garcia, it lacked a little emotion, and seemed to be full of encouragement.

"I believe in you," said the Winter Soldier.He went on to start a fight with Bruce.

"It's good for the young master to accept some failures." Alfred on the sidelines of the training ground said to Garcia, and Garcia smiled: "I can see Bruce's ambition and self-confidence, I believe for him, Accepting defeat will only make him stronger."

"Excuse me, what is your ambition?" Alfred suddenly brought the topic to Garcia, which caught Garcia off guard.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, thought for a while, and suddenly said sarcastically: "I have no ambition, and everything I do now is only because of personal hatred. This is completely different from Bruce."

"Personal hatred will always be an introduction." Alfred said, "leading to light or darkness."

"Or the gray area." Garcia said.

"Or the gray area." Alfred repeated his words, probably agreeing, "In terms of cognition in this regard, you and Master Bruce are very similar."

"I'm glad you think so," Garcia said.

The Winter Soldier subdues Bruce again, this time for a bit longer, but it doesn't change the usual outcome.When the Winter Soldier began to guide him on his shortcomings in battle, Garcia turned the wheelchair and was about to go to the living room to pick up a book to read, a novel or a history book.He talked with Bruce in the mansion, so the boy knew that he was a scholar of life sciences. When tidying up the study, Alfred put the books on biology to the height that he could easily get. He thanked the elder with all my heart, but never touched any of them.

He can already stand up, but he still has obvious pain after a long time, so he still chooses to use a wheelchair to pass in the mansion.

When he turned to page No.20 of "The Most Beautiful Drowning Man in the World", Bruce and the Winter Soldier walked in. The Winter Soldier's hair was still dripping, and he seemed to have just showered. The sports bottle he brought, he was talking to the Winter Soldier about something.

"What are you two talking about?" Garcia put the book on his lap and turned the wheelchair in the direction of the Winter Soldier.

"Bruce believes that Gotham City may also be threatened by Hydra in the future." Winter Soldier said, "I'm talking to him about the organization."

"Although Angelina has been dealt with, Hydra may not invade Gotham City from other places." Garcia nodded, "You two get along well."

"Bruce recommended me to watch "A History of World War II." The Winter Soldier said, with a smile on his mouth, which made Garcia curious.

"What is that?" There are too many books and film and television works with similar titles, but Garcia is unable to judge.

"About a fictional girl, Maria Carter, Peggy's non-existent sister." The Winter Soldier said, "She first fell in love with Steve at a celebration ball, and then visited the Howling Commandos with her sister. , Sergeant Pinkerton fell in love with her, and the two competed fiercely in the process of pursuing Maria—on the night before Maria made up her mind to confess to the kinder Steve, Steve sacrificed."

"That's really—" Garcia choked up, "The Arabian Nights."

"Bruce showed me the trailer, it was already an 80s movie, and it was very unpopular at that time." The Winter Soldier said, "I searched for online reviews, and they all said that the acting and plot were very unacceptable. It's like a piece of shit—"

Garcia and Alfred coughed lightly at the same time.

"—or something like that," said the Winter Soldier.

"And just borrowed the name of Captain America to make an extremely romantic and magical movie." Bruce said, "It doesn't conform to historical facts at all."

"Do you like the history of World War II?" Garcia asked Bruce, looking into his eyes along his forehead. The gauze on the boy's head had been removed, but an ugly scar remained on it. Hearing this sentence, He obviously thought more than the surface of the question.And Garcia guessed from the few seconds of pause that Bruce should have guessed about the identity of the Winter Soldier, but maybe he was not sure.

"I knew a little about it when I was in school," Bruce said, "about Captain America, but I'm not a good student of literature. I'd rather skip class and learn martial arts."

The surroundings became quiet, the Winter Soldier should have known Bruce's suspicion of his identity, he was much more sensitive than Garcia, but maybe he didn't care.It's just that after Garcia said this, almost everyone present fell into their own thoughts.

"When I was young, I was not interested in literature." It was Alfred who finally broke the silence, and he smiled decently, "I joined the army early, but I calmed down as I got older. I found that the literature books that were invisible back then also have a different kind of magic.”

"You served in the army?" The Winter Soldier expressed interest.

"Marine Corps, Infantry Battalion, retired 17 years ago." Alfred said, "Just before the reduction."

"Seventeen years ago," said the Winter Soldier, "your chief was Fleming Liman, right?"

Alfred raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

"I've heard his name before," said the Winter Soldier, "was a sharpshooter who had a good shot, and retired after losing a hand."

"Indeed," said Alfred, "he is highly respected."

"I'm a little hungry," Bruce interjected. "Why don't we eat first and then continue talking in the living room? I can also get the movie ready."

"I thought so too." Garcia said, "Bucky, I just found a plum tree in the yard, do you want to go and see it?"

The Winter Soldier nodded, and Garcia stood up and walked outside, with the Winter Soldier following behind him.After closing the door, Garcia said, "Bruce seems to have noticed your identity."

"I know," said the Winter Soldier, "I knew it when he told me about World War II at the training ground. But I don't think it's something to worry about. Why would he betray us?"

Garcia breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that he doesn't know this truth, but the discovery of the Winter Soldier's identity always makes him nervous instinctively.

"I'm just a little nervous." Garcia said, "Usually no one would put your identity on that, but Bruce Wayne is too smart."

"Take it easy," the Winter Soldier said, "he won't do anything. And we'll be leaving Gotham in a minute."

"I know." Garcia said, "Bruce is a good boy."

After a pause, he asked, "So, what happened to Fleming Liman?" It was extremely unusual for the Winter Soldier to remember a captain of an infantry battalion.

"He was my target," said the Winter Soldier.

Sure enough, Garcia thought.

"So, how much do you remember now?" Garcia asked, which was not a pleasant topic for either of them, but they could never avoid it.

"Recent missions," said the Winter Soldier, "names and faces, and more distant memories, my time in Brooklyn and the Army, but few, just fragments."

"It's a good start," Garcia said. "Everything will come to the surface one day."

The Winter Soldier didn't say anything, so Garcia said after a few seconds of silence, "Let's go back inside."

"Garcia," the Winter Soldier called to him, "do you think I'm guilty?"

"No," Garcia replied without thinking, "Why do you think so?"

"You're my doctor, you've been in Hydra, you can't feel that," said the Winter Soldier, "but tell me, I've killed quite a few female targets—if I kill Mary and you Given a choice, what would you do to me?"