[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

He had to choose a time when Kevin Holz was not at home to sneak in to find the appraisal report. Kevin Holz had seen him, so he couldn't run into him.Baron Hurn and Elizabeth Holtz don't have to worry, they both go out to work during the day.

"The plan is this, I will pretend to be a plumber cleaning worker for Holz's house, and you are on this tree across the street—" Zemo pointed to a leafy tree, "Hiding in the Here, let me know if there is any situation, and I will call you."

Spider-Man stood beside him and nodded: "No problem. But this plan sounds so simple."

"Your part is relatively simple, and my part is complicated, including that their family will not need plumbers in the short term, and they will not let a casual foreign worker into the villa-but these are my concerns. All you have to do is stay there and be my backup."

"Oh, so I'm still useless." Spider-Man spread his hands.

"You are the guarantee of my life," Zemo said, "if you want to know what use you are."

"Okay." Spider-Man said, he took a few steps to the side of the stairs and disappeared in an instant.

Zemo frowned. There was something wrong with Spider-Man, and he became a little inappropriately cold-he didn't even refute, or express a few dissatisfaction, or say a few other words.

Something was wrong with Peter, who hadn't sent his usual "Good night" text last night until [-]:[-] a.m. when Zemo was getting ready for bed.And until Zemo woke up in the morning and checked his phone, he still didn't see the good night or good morning text message from Peter.This aroused his uneasiness, no matter how angry Peter was, for whatever reason, he would not be so decisive in doing things, and giving up this behavior that was close to habit was a kind of determination.Thinking of the unusual black liquid substance, he frowned. Could it be the sequelae of Peter's ability?But it's been so long, why is it only now?Does that thing have an incubation period?Pushing this thought back into his mind, he pulled out a few blank sheets of paper from the desk drawer and began to write in square English.

Now he's in the attic, and he calls Spider-Man over to announce his assignment to Spider-Man.In front of him is a computer showing surveillance footage from Holz's neighborhood.He's due to go to work at the music hall soon, he's got to think about plans while he's at work, the plumbing at Holtz's house isn't going to break for no reason, he has to do something...  

The phone rang, he stopped thinking, picked up the phone, and found that it was the number registered by Baron Hurn in the file, he blinked and picked up the phone.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello, Helmut."

It was indeed the familiar voice across the phone, which had not changed at all. Zemo seemed to have returned to Sokovia, which had always haunted him. The ruins and the smell of disinfectant in the air, he stood among the people in white protective clothing, his ears were blank.

"I never thought you'd come to New York," Zemo said. "When you called me goodbye, you said you were going to Canada to find a job."

"And you said you would stay in Sokovia, with your loved ones, until you die."

"We all lied, didn't we?"

"Correct."

After a long silence, Zemo felt the frivolity of his footsteps, and he sat on the chair in front of the computer.

"I'm sorry," Zemo said, "about your wife and children."

"It's useless. The only thing I'm glad is that my child is not yet alive, so I won't face the despair of dying from excessive blood loss in the ruins." Baron said, "But thank you. Do you want to talk? I am now It's just downstairs from you."

Zemo walked down the stairs and looked down from the window on the second floor. Sure enough, he saw Baron wearing casual clothes leaning against a silver-gray car and waving his mobile phone at him. He looked like he wanted to pull out a smile. But not very successful, looks very stiff.

Zemo went downstairs and opened the door to go out, and Baron came over and gave him a hug.He also patted Baron on the shoulder.

"When was the last time we met? A year ago?" Baron said, "Get in the car, let's find a place to have a good chat."

"The last time we met was a year and a half ago. I retired, and you retired. That was at the retirement party arranged by the military department for us." Zemo said, "You drank a lot of wine and were very happy. Spit on Piglet."

"That's right, what I think is that the country doesn't need me anymore, and I can finally go home to spend time with my wife and children." Baron laughed, "That's what you thought at the time, right?"

Zemo didn't speak, his throat was choked, and he felt that the shadow of memories was getting heavier and heavier, drowning him like a swamp.

"Uncovering my own scars is a very courageous and painful act. I also remembered the hatred back then. I listened to my wife's recordings before the war every day. William happily said that Dad Iron Man was flying in the sky. .Do you have a picture of your wife in your wallet?" he asked.He closed the car door, as if blocking him and Baron from the outside world.

"I imprinted her picture in my head, and to avenge her I had to. And you, Helmut, seem to be doing the opposite."

"When I first saw you, I thought I was delusional. You should still be in Sokovia, but then those two stupid mercenaries convinced me that the one was investigating my plans , The person who destroyed my plan was indeed my former comrade-in-arms, Helmut Zemo, who had almost exactly the same experience as me. But it's really strange, why did you destroy my plan?" Baron stared Looking forward, his hands gripped the steering wheel.

"why?"

"Because you're killing innocent people. You're targeting all of New York, aren't you?"

"No, my target is not the whole of New York." Baron said calmly, "My target is their children."

"You're crazier than I thought, but your plan doesn't seem to do it," Zemo said.

"You know my methods, but you still don't know what I want to do, Zemo." Baron said, "If you wait another month, you will find that Ampa Soda has launched an event. Any adult with a child Come in and buy a soda, and the kids will get a small bottle of soda. And you know, Ampa soda is very popular.”

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