Lynn doesn't speak

Although it was difficult to remember his own name, it was of no use to Lynn.

Who is he, where did he come from, why did he become like this.These things about oneself are completely a fog, and no matter how I look back, I can't find a trace.And the only thing he can remember is the pale light that filled the whole world, the pain of the electric current passing through the body flashed away, followed by the darkness that almost swallowed people.

That must be a painful memory, Lynn thought.

Because it was too painful, he instinctively felt that he should not go back.But there is always a voice in his heart telling him that he has forgotten a very important thing, so important that even if he relives the pain like hell, even if it costs his own life, he must remember it again.

Moreover, he had a hunch that the time left for him was running out.

"Lyn? I can call you that." He never dreamed that one day his shield would talk to him like a living person. Steve carefully held it up in front of his eyes, with a solemn expression as if on this world. The hardest metal turns into glass at once:

"I'm Steve #8226; Rogers, bearer of this shield, remember my name?"

"...I just lost my memory, not mentally retarded, Captain."

Wanting to nod, but suddenly realizing that he doesn't have this function now, Lynn spoke a little depressed.And as if responding to him, at the same time, Steve also felt the shield in his hand vibrate slightly.

"I'm sorry." Although Lynn didn't express any anger in his words, the always gentle captain still replied subconsciously.But he immediately noticed what Lynn called him, his eyebrows twitched, and he was a little puzzled: "But you still know me?"

"Yes."

The incarnation of justice and freedom, the hero of the entire United States, who does not know the name of Steve #8226; Rogers and the identity he represents?But for a person who has lost his memory so much that he can't even remember it, this situation is indeed a bit weird.

But what can he do, he remembers everything but only forgets about himself, he is really desperate.

Lynn couldn't help but fell silent.

"It's amazing! Did you see Nata!!" So excited that he almost flew up, Hawkeye, who was watching the whole time, hugged his precious quiver tightly, as if it would float up out of thin air and talk to him in the next second General: "Is there such advanced technology in the bureau now? I also want a talking bow!"

"That's really not expected at all." Nodding, the widow showed no expression on her face: "You're noisy enough now."

The current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. silently gave a thumbs up.

"Then, as an unknown life form, S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to temporarily confiscate and inspect your shield, cap."

In the headset, Fury, who seemed to have been disconnected for a long time, finally spoke again, but the content was not very interesting.Steve frowned, but he couldn't refuse, after all, this is indeed a procedure that S.H.I.E.L.D. must follow.

—Anyway, they wouldn't be able to tear down his shield.

The captain thought so deeply.

Just like what Steve thought, Lynn felt that since he couldn't give an explanation, it was reasonable for someone to take it back and fiddle with it a few times.In any case, he is now owned by Captain America. In his impression, SHIELD is not reliable at all, but they should not be so crazy, let the heroes of America fight against all evil forces empty-handed. struggle.

...Thinking about it later, what a friendly and beautiful illusion this is, orz.

"Hey, we should go."

Frustrated by Hawkeye who was still stuck in fantasy, the widow turned around and gracefully walked down the stairs on high heels to fulfill her NPC career of recovering the shield and sending the elderly home.Although he almost went straight down from the roof, Clint obviously didn't mind at all, and even took out his phone with great interest, and quietly clicked a card on the next door captain who was still holding a shield at a loss.

"Nata Nata, can I tweet the photo?"

The widow didn't reply, but Fury on the other end of the channel heard it and felt a little emotion in his heart: "Clint, I just hacked your account last month. Where did you get Twitter from?"

"Coulson lent me his!" Hawkeye replied cheerfully: "Knowing that I'm coming to support the captain, he also asked me to take some pictures of the handsome captain!"

"...you know this is a violation of Secret Service Statutes?"

"Really? When did we have such a thing?!"

"..." Grandma frowned.

With such mentally retarded subordinates, Fury felt that he was really a fucking dog today.

# # #

After completing that hostage rescue mission, Steve and his talking shield were separated for three full days.

Lynn was taken to the Tricurve Wing for testing, where there are the most advanced equipment in the world, the captain is quite relieved about this.Although the frequency with which Fury asked him for help in the past six months, his impression of S.H.I.E.L.D. Will donkey him.

Even, when he was notified that he could go to the SHIELD headquarters to retrieve Lynn, he was slightly surprised by the efficiency of SHIELD for a while.

"It's inevitable, Captain." Coulson, who was in full charge of the reception, had no urge to get close to the idol and sighed inexplicably, "Because we didn't check anything out. "

"Not at all?" Obviously surprised by the news, Steve frowned slightly.

"Apart from what Mr. Lynn'8226; Morris can disclose, the only thing we can be sure of is what special ability he should have used to achieve his current state."

Stopping in front of an encrypted door, Coulson entered fingerprint and iris mask verification, watched the metal door slide open slowly: "Your shield can be regarded as a conscious inanimate body at present. Therefore, I have to Remind you, cap, it's best to treat him as an equal individual, otherwise—"

Before Coulson finished speaking, the red light above the laboratory was on, and the door was fully opened.But before Steve could see what it was like inside, he was directly covered in the face by a shield along with the howling wind.

Captain: ...What's the situation? ! ?

"That's what I want to say."

As early as the moment the door was opened, Zhi Zhi hid.Coulson poked his head out from behind Steve, looked at the ransacked laboratory in front of him, and the researchers covering the ground with their noses covered with corpses, and sighed again: "Mr. I don't like others to treat him with the attitude of treating objects."

"Captain!! Take me away from this damn place!!"

Sliding off the bewildered Steve's face, he subconsciously pulled him into his arms before falling to the ground.Lynn#8226;I'm a fake shield#8226;Morris yelled hoarsely against Captain America's chest muscles, his tone was so angry that even the original hard shield shook slightly: "No matter what you say, I must go Slap that black corned egg wearing blindfolds to death!! How dare someone throw me around like a Frisbee!!"

——The black marinated egg with the blindfold... He should be talking about Fury, right?

Feeling like laughing for a moment, Steve hugged his angry little friend tightly in his arms, and gently tapped the five-pointed star in the middle, as if smoothing the hair of a grinning cat: " What, who did he let you play with?"

"A fat bird with a bow that looks hopelessly stupid!!"

Hawkeye, who was struggling in the Amazon jungle, sneezed hard.

Although he doesn't quite understand what "a fat bird with a bow that looks hopelessly stupid" is, but this does not prevent Steve from feeling Lynn's resentment breaking through the sky.Looking back at Coulson, who was acting as a background board, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but finally shook his head.

"In that case, should I take Lynn away?"

Putting the shield on his back very smoothly, even though Steve said so, his feet didn't move.Because he saw Coulson's hesitant expression, he should have something to explain to him.

"Before that, I have a question to ask, cap." Sure enough, he didn't make way for the captain.The agent's eyes turned twice on the quiet Lynn behind him, and his eyes became a little strange: "I don't know if it's my illusion, but your acceptance of Mr. Morris seems to be higher than it seems ?”

"...Maybe." Steve thought for a while, and Coulson could see clearly that he was indeed thinking seriously.Perhaps he hadn't explored the meaning of this before, but since the agent asked so solemnly, the captain didn't mind spending more time thinking about it seriously: "After all, after sleeping for 70 years, seeing more than It wouldn’t be too surprising if it’s common sense.”

"Then you really don't mind at all? Don't you suspect?" Coulson couldn't fully understand this: "Even if we don't find anything from Mr. Morris?"

"That's because you are really useless, don't blame me." Lin En, who was being carried behind his back by the captain, couldn't help but interjected.

"I do trust Lynn on this point." He habitually wanted to knock on the shield, but found that he couldn't reach it.Steve put down his half-raised hand, and looked at the agent with an obviously calm and sincere look:

"Because I can feel it."

The same kind of daze that was abandoned by the whole world as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Really." He smiled, noncommittal, but that didn't mean he would scoff at Steve's almost intuitive judgment.Coulson stood there for a while, pondered for a while, and quickly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over:

"Actually, regarding Mr. Morris, S.H.I.E.L.D. is preparing to contact a professional to ask for help. But unfortunately, the professor is not in New York right now, and I'm afraid he won't be able to visit him until some time later."

"But before that, if you have time, you can consult a less professional person first."

He took the business card and looked at the name printed on it.Steve's mild blue eyes opened involuntarily.

And Lynn, who was watching behind him, had already read it out for him——

"Chairman Stark Industries, Tony #8226; Stark?"