After the electricity was turned on, the soldier didn't say a word. He bit the rubber product to prevent himself from being injured. His muscles were twitching constantly, but he didn't say a word.

Garcia couldn't bring himself to look any further, keeping his eyes on the ground until the test was over.

He used to be a hero, fighting on the battlefield, how many times stronger than you don't know.But here he is, tortured, and no one even remembers who he is.

This was different from before, and he couldn't force himself to believe that maybe this was just a hydra that had been brainwashed since childhood, raised as a tool since childhood.He used to be a person, Bucky Barnes, he had his own name instead of a "Winter Soldier" code name, he lived and grew up in Brooklyn, you can even see him on the Internet with his best friend Steve The interview with Jeff Rogers, on which he smiled as brightly as any young man.And here he is now, numb to the machine, controlled to kill, good or bad, harmful to the organization.

He couldn't look into those eyes before, and he can't even look into that face now.

The soldier was panting, and he stared at the ground, while Garcia walked to the instrument and began to prepare for the next test item.

He really wanted to ask the soldiers how painful it would be, but he knew that this was not feasible. What the organization needed was not a doctor who cared about how the weapon felt. What the organization needed was someone who could guarantee the stability and practicality of the weapon.He's better off doing the latter.

Then the soldiers were going to be brainwashed every half a month. Garcia couldn't walk fast enough. Before he left the laboratory, he heard screams coming from the room where the consciousness calibrator was placed.

He paused for a moment, then walked towards his office.

-

"I'm sorry, Mary," he said to the woman in the glass, "maybe someone has robbed you of your place in my nightmares, I've been dreaming of him screaming in pain lately, he was dissected for scientific research after being used project, he had his arms cut off and bloody fitted with metal prosthetics."

He frowned. "You think that's right, Mary."

"I'm torturing a hero, not getting the credit he deserves, being controlled to kill. I'm an accomplice too. I just want you to live."

"But do you think that's right?"

-

"You suspect that Garcia Douglas is conducting human experiments?"

Nick Fury raised his head from a pile of documents, and looked at Phil Coulson suspiciously: "Just because he was excellent in the project of resurrecting the captain?"

"No, Director." Coulson said, "It's not just that, I mean, he is too proficient in freezing human bodies. I asked several scientists who worked with him at the same time, and they all said that they only rely on the general With the experience of the experimental body, it is impossible for Dr. Douglas to deal with the various problems that the frozen human body will experience as skillfully as Dr. Douglas."

"And then?" Nick Fury asked.

"The research institute he works at, the Johnson Research Institute, is also on the SHIELD's key observation list, but they haven't caught their handle yet." Coulson said. "And Dr. Douglas' usual behavior is also very suspicious."

"You mean he didn't participate in the later celebration?" Nick Fury said, "As far as I know, Dr. Douglas has always been a person who is passionate about scientific research. It is not surprising that he gave up the celebration for the subject."

"But I learned from his former colleagues that he hasn't contacted any acquaintances since he joined that research institute. Don't you think this is a bit suspicious?" Coulson said, "The familiarity with frozen human bodies happens to be on our monitoring list He was suddenly not in touch with anyone he knew, and was visibly nervous when I mentioned his familiarity with frozen bodies."

"You want to investigate him?" Nick Fury asked.

"Yes," Coulson said, "I hope you can get someone to investigate him. He doesn't look like a bad guy, but who can believe the surface?"

Nick Fury was silent for a moment, and his pen tip clicked and clicked on the document, leaving a string of ink marks.

"Okay," he said, "I'll give you a week to find out what's wrong with him, and if you don't find anything after that, you have to stop the investigation."

"Yes, Director!" Coulson said.

In fact, at the beginning, Coulson didn't realize anything.Garcia Douglas, like the other experimenters, seems to have nothing wrong with it. He writes and draws with the data all day long, or else checks the information or discusses it with his colleagues.

But later, he overheard an experimenter's discussion about Garcia, to the effect that Garcia's papers were stolen and disappeared from the crowd after a huge lawsuit. The professional knowledge in this field that few people have studied is richer than any of them, not to mention that they are so familiar with the specific freezing and thawing reactions of the human body when only ordinary animals are used as experimental subjects. conclusion, but Coulson immediately noticed something was wrong.

Then he began to observe Garcia Douglas deliberately, and he found that although Garcia Douglas was not unusual in front of others, he always seemed preoccupied when no one was talking to him.Even once, he looked at the captain with a strange expression that Coulson could not describe.

There is something so wrong with this person.Coulson had a strong intuition about this.

And Garcia, who knew nothing about this, was still carrying out his daily routine when Coulson began to investigate him. Every day is tougher.

Once he actually met soldiers following Rumlow in the corridor of the organization. He didn't often see such a scene. Most of the time, he sat obediently and let Garcia check his body.

"Dr. Douglas." Rumlow greeted him, and then stopped with the soldiers around him.The soldier stared at Garcia, which made Rumlow tense for a moment, and he immediately went into combat mode, fearing that the soldier would lose control again and throw Garcia to the side wall—or something like that.

But the soldier didn't do that, he just stared at Garcia, then frowned slightly.

"You're my doctor," he said, sounding strange to Garcia when he wasn't in a special state—shocked or anything.

"Yes." Garcia said, he also became nervous, he didn't know what the soldiers were going to do - now there was only one Rumlow by his side, and Rumlow was nothing against the soldiers.

"Doctor Douglas," said the soldier.

"Yes." Garcia replied.

Then the soldier nodded, and continued to leave at the fast and even fierce pace just now.Rumlow still stayed by Garcia's side.

"He seems to have been brainwashed not long ago." Rumlow said, "How can he remember that you are his doctor? Or wash it again?"

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