[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

"Professor, professor?"

A familiar voice came from next to his ear, and Dai Ze slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a row of familiar experimental instruments neatly arranged, and Yelena's magnified face approaching.

"You fell asleep on the laboratory table again." The second-generation widow glanced at the dark spots in Dai Ze's eyes, "Can you pay attention to your body, how can you keep doing this, these reagents are nothing to you important?"

Dai Ze raised his head, his right arm was numb from the pillow, and there was a fine-grained pain in the joint.The line of sight gradually focused, and the surrounding scenery changed from blurred to clear.

Outside the wide open window is a water-blue glacier. This is his exclusive laboratory. The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of water flowing in the glacier and the second hand of the wall clock on the wall can be heard.

"here it is……"

"This is your laboratory."

Yelena jumped off the experiment table and leaned forward to look at the lit data pad in front of Daize. She couldn't understand those esoteric equations, but at least she understood the bottom 89%.

So she reached out and took Daize's shaky figure and dragged him out of the door: "Look, you're almost finished, it's not too late, let's go."

Daize was dragged back to his room by Yelena.

He was silent along the way, not knowing what he was thinking, just like a marionette, Yelena dragged him wherever he went, he would go wherever, if it wasn't for talking to him, at least Yelena would have gotten a normal response Don't think that the excessive workload has made the professor abnormal.

The second-generation widow has been watching him take care of everything and lie on the bed before turning off the light and leaving. Dai Ze lay on the bed that made him feel as if he had been away for a long time, and was even a little strange, staring at the ceiling. long time.

The brain is blank.

It wasn't until the rescue machine knocked three o'clock in the morning to remind him to go to bed quickly that he closed his eyes as if he had given up thinking about something.

It was rare for Daize to sleep until noon the next day.

The smart bracelet in his hand vibrated slightly, and then a virtual screen popped up, showing Yelena's energetic face at all times.

"The warehouse of the mutants in the research center is open, why don't you come and take a look, professor, maybe you can find the experimental subjects you are interested in."

Dai Ze sat up and leaned against the bed, feeling overslept was not good, it didn't make him more awake, but his mind became more chaotic.

Dai Ze pressed his swollen temples: "I told you, don't hack into my smart bracelet without permission, Bilova."

Bilova spread her hands innocently and said, "It would be a pity if you spent the whole time lying in bed in such a fine weather."

Opening the curtains smoothly, the glacier outside the window cast a lot of light in, and Daize was so pierced that he had to half-close his eyes.This research institute buried deep in the ground cannot feel the temperature of the sun, so even these gorgeous lights have a coolness.

The young man stood in front of the window, his shadow was slightly reflected on the glass, allowing him to see his current appearance clearly.

Messy, like waking up with a hangover.

The air was a little damp and cold, and Dai Ze said a little carelessly: "This is indeed a rare good weather in winter."

"Winter?" Yelena asked strangely, "Are you sleepy, Professor, it's only August now."

Dai Ze subconsciously tightened the hand holding the curtain: "August?"

Glancing at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, it did show August.Frowning, facing Yelena's concerned expression, Dai Ze could only say: "Probably I misremembered."

At this moment, there was a burst of applause from behind the second-generation widow. This scene was rarely seen in the usually quiet research institute.

Dai Ze couldn't help asking: "What is that, Bilova?"

The blonde girl turned sideways to expose the scene behind her. It was one of Strucker's private research institutes, which was temporarily transformed into a place similar to an arena. The researchers sat on circular seats, and the center of the venue It is something similar to a birdcage surrounded by an electrified high-voltage grid.

And in that huge cage, a huge monster that exudes black particles is fighting a mutant with blue skin and a long tail.The moment Daize looked over, the mutant was bitten by the head by the monster, and the monster screamed and inserted its sharp claws into the mutant's body, then tore the mutant in half.

Blood mist exploded in the air.

Daze thumped heavily in his heart.Like something important had been pulled from him without him knowing, before the man had even had a chance to see the mutant.

Yelena turned her head, with a look of unbearable in her eyes, and then quickly returned to normal the next moment.

Even the last mutant test subject has been dealt with, and the opening of the mutant warehouse is actually just a veritable mutant massacre.Strack stood up, and all the researchers looked at him. Under the gaze of these eyes, he opened his hands and laughed loudly: "What else can compare to my photon superman?"

As he spoke, he showed a disgusted expression again: "Although AIM's scientific research technology is not very good, at least their ability to steal other people's achievements is first-rate."

The bald baron started his long and successful speech again, and Yelena faced the screen again and said, "You got up late, professor, otherwise you could really take away a few mutants you are interested in."

In this way, they don't have to be used as such cruel test subjects.

Yelena did not say the latter sentence.

The video call was hung up here, and Daize still looked at the direction of the original virtual light screen.He couldn't tell where the panic in his heart came from just now. This kind of thing happened every day in the research institute. He had long realized that he couldn't stop these things by himself. He could only do what he could and let him rule The experimental subjects within the range will not meet those tragic endings.

However, the scene of the blue-skinned mutant being torn apart kept repeating in his head.

Subconsciously, he felt that the mutant was very familiar, but after searching through all the memories in the past, he didn't remember that he knew such a mutant.

"Professor, do you still want to carry out the purification experiment of HK30 reagent today?"

In the exclusive laboratory, the assistant Litander stood beside Dazzle and asked.

Dai Ze came back to his senses from the complicated thoughts. He was still carrying out the experiment of extracting cell mutation molecules under the microscope. His hands were steady and his movements were very sophisticated, making it impossible for people to see that he was actually distracted just now. look.

After finishing what he was doing, Daize took off the pair of white plastic gloves, looked at Litander and asked, "Where's the finished reagent?"

Litander immediately handed over the two reagents produced by his research team.

Dai Ze looked at the test result of the reagent, frowned and said, "The activity of the molecule has obviously decreased. Is this the result of your experiment?"

The researchers standing behind Litander immediately cried out: "You don't know, professor, you have been busy compiling quarterly reports for the headquarters for the past two days, and that experimental subject has gone crazy. We haven't collected any new data for two days. test sample."

One of the female researchers seemed to be particularly frightened. When referring to the experimental subject, her voice was so high that it almost pierced the ceiling: "That experimental subject is simply a beast that no one can get close to!"

After realizing her gaffe, the female researcher hastily apologized, but still had a terrified expression on her face.

Dai Ze glanced at the researchers, and said calmly: "Get the special equipment for the F03 laboratory ready. I'll go over there."

When Daize walked into the all-white laboratory, the experimental subject called "beast" by the researchers was resting on the cylindrical alloy glass.Da Ze subconsciously lowered his movements, but even the sound of closing the door woke the man up.

Hancock.

Daze is currently the experimental subject that he is most concerned about.

The man was still naked, his hands and feet were handcuffed by special metal instruments, he opened his eyes instantly when he heard the noise, and stared straight at Daize who was walking towards him, with a vicious look that seemed to be able to bite him into pieces at any time throat.

But in fact, he just looks more fierce.

For some reason, Daize's mind inexplicably came up with this idea.

In fact, he didn't know much about this superhero. In the few times they met, they didn't even have a decent conversation. What they had was only the relationship between the experiment and the experimented.

Pressing the button, Dazzle pushed his miniature item box inside.The man followed him all the way. He sat on the ground in a very casual posture. For the convenience of the experiment, Daize had to sit on the ground too.

If you don't look at the average height of Europeans and Americans, Dai Ze's 1.7 meters [-] is not short, but when facing this man, even if they are sitting face to face, he needs to raise his head slightly to see the man's eyes.

But that look has not changed much.

There was a viciousness from beginning to end.

Also, this is a normal expression when facing a researcher who has arrested himself for human experiments for no reason.

The white box was opened, and cold air came out from inside. Daize took out a muscle corrosive agent and gestured on the man's strong arm. After a while, he put the agent down again.

"That hurts." He recalled the feeling he had used on himself when he created this reagent, and then said to the man in a negotiating tone, "Otherwise, I'll just take what's under your skin. With a little tissue, you basically don’t feel much pain, so I won’t inject you with this, and you don’t have to struggle, how about it?”

Hancock still looked at him without saying a word.

The other party's silence was expected, Daize stretched out his hand to cover his clenched fist, feeling the rough skin under his palm tremble, he said: "Actually, you probably can't do it even if you want to struggle. Ster The potion that Rucker gave you should have seeped into your bone marrow. From here—”

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingertips and slowly traced along the vascular network on his arm: "It should be difficult for you to even raise your arm here, right?"

As if confirming his statement, the skin under the fingertips trembled more obviously, just like the owner of the arm tried his best to reach out and punch him in the face but couldn't do anything.

Dazzle took out the special instruments provided by Sterak from the toolbox, only these can cut Hancock's skin slightly, even though he was imprisoned for unknown reasons and lost most of his superpowers, Superman still It's Superman, not to mention cutting his skin with an ordinary scalpel, even if it cuts to the curling edge, it may not leave a trace.

Daize cut along the texture, just a thin layer, even the blood could not be seen.

The instrument was stirring on the surface of his flesh, to be honest, no matter how many times he did this kind of experiment himself, Daize would still feel his scalp tingling.

He finished collecting the samples as soon as possible, and put the petri dish and props back into the toolbox. Daize heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, he made an action that even surprised him.

He reached out and patted Hancock's head reassuringly.

The hair is very short and feels a little prickly, but it feels surprisingly good.

It seems that even Hancock himself didn't expect Dazzle to make such a move. The fierce eyes that had been staring at the prey were taken aback at first sight. Coupled with his expressionless face, it looked a little bit sluggish.

"He will only be obedient when you go."

Outside the laboratory, Litander sighed while holding the petri dish.

Daze thought of the researchers' attitude towards the experimental subjects when they collected these samples, so he shook his head and said nothing.

On the way back to the exclusive laboratory, Litander suddenly said: "Professor, the latest personnel dispatch order for this quarter has come down."

Something flashed in his mind, Dai Ze lowered his eyes and said, "Are you going to be transferred to the headquarters?"

Litander blinked in confusion, and said: "No, who told you? This time the dispatch is indeed quite big. Almost all the assistants of the Baron have been transferred away, and our laboratory has also been transferred away a few times. Personal, but it doesn't have my name in it."

Dai Ze couldn't help frowning after hearing this.

He stopped and looked at the glacier outside the French window.

Litander, who was walking in front, found that the professor didn't keep up, so he had to turn over and turn back, and then looked out the window: "What's wrong, professor?"

Dazzle shook his head.

"It's nothing."

The life in the research institute is boring and tedious. Doing experiments, taking care of mutants, dealing with Sterak, these things repeat day after day like a repeating circle.

Except for the first few things that seemed to be different from his "impression", nothing similar happened after that. Everything seemed to be on the right track, but Dazzle didn't become calm at all.

Something was gradually withdrawing from his life.

Any factors that would cause changes in the general environment were pulled out like cocoons, and when these were taken away, he would usher in a completely different life.

This kind of thinking is actually ridiculous in real life. No one can predict what will happen in the future, so this feeling that my future seems to be changing dramatically because of a little butterfly effect is even more nonsense.However, the more time passed, the more vivid this illusion became.

And after learning that Strack had disconnected from the institute's intranet, it fermented more intensely than ever.

"What good does it do him? I'm getting more and more confused about what the bald baron is thinking."

In the research room, Dai Zian sat quietly in front of the experimental equipment and observed the fusion of the erroneous molecule and the mutation factor under the microscope. After hearing Yelena's complaints sitting aside, he was silent for a while, and then spoke in an uncertain tone. Said: "Probably because I saw news about the Avengers on TV."

Yelena exaggeratedly made a single voice: "Huh? What do you see that has anything to do with Strucker's closing the extranet of the research institute? Could it be that his hands have grown to interfere with the private lives of his subordinates? Besides, the news of the Avengers has me I also pay attention to it often. I know we are against each other, but it doesn't hinder anything. Do you know the black widow, professor, when I heard that she is my prototype, I really hope to meet her, but unfortunately the baron has not yet If you let me go on a mission, now I don't even have the right to meet her on TV!"

After Yelena finished her long speech praising Natasha for being so charming and full of the intellectual charm of a mature woman, Dai Ze did not show the expression of "you are hopeless" this time.

He said in a deep voice, "I always feel that they are very familiar."

Yelena: "We can see them on the news all day long, although we won't even see the news after today. Isn't it normal to be familiar?"

Dai Ze shook his head and said, "It's not that kind of familiarity."

He thought for a while, still staring at the cell changes in the microscope: "It's the kind of familiarity that has lived together and understood each other."

Outside the microscope, after saying this sentence, Yelena's face blurred for a moment like a TV with no signal, and then changed back to its original state in an instant.

Yelena: "That's probably your illusion, Professor."

When an idea that has been hidden in the mind for a long time is first spoken, it is the most exciting time to confide.Dai Ze pursed his lips and said seriously: "I think, not."

Then he seemed to think of something, and said: "The external information I have access to is too little."

Yelena comforted with words that were not at all consoling: "The external network has been blocked, and there will be fewer in the future."

Dazzle frowned at this urgent problem.Then his thoughts flashed, and he quickly said: "Where is Crossbones? He must know about their recent situation."

Yelena spread her hands and said, "Captain Crossbones hasn't been back since he went on a mission last time. Don't you remember, Professor?"

Daize froze for a moment, he really didn't remember this incident.

Or, in the previous few days, he didn't even think of "Crossbones".

He subconsciously took out his bracelet, and Yelena said again: "You can't contact him even if the external network is disconnected."

Dai Ze was completely silent.

He thought of his past habit of communicating with Crossbones every two days, like a basin of cold water pouring down his head, and the man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The last road was blocked, which made him feel a strong sense of suffocation instantly.

Trying his best not to show the shock in his heart on his face, Dai Ze retracted the bracelet, and could only cover up the change of expression by lowering his head to look at the microscope again.

He couldn't focus at all right now.

That's why he didn't see, in the petri dish, the mutation factors extracted from the most common mutants that were gradually swallowing up the molecules of the ER disease body.

Yelena patted the non-existent dust on her clothes, stood up and said, "Professor, you remember to attend the baron's dinner tonight. I can't attend it. You must earn my share back."

As she said that, she blinked her eyes playfully: "Remember to put on that suit. I specially picked it from the dresses sent by Strack. You must look very good in a white suit, Professor."

As she spoke, she jumped out of the laboratory.

Dai Ze looked away from the microscope and looked at Yelena's leaving back, frowning more and more tightly.

In the end, he still chose to wear a white coat to attend.

Strucker's celebratory dinner was chosen on the top floor of the research room.

The Baron was very happy with the success of the superman production project, and he always liked such excitement. He would always have a reason for the whole institute to welcome a grand ball every once in a while. The researchers changed their usual solemnity in white coats They looked like they were wearing evening dresses uniformly issued by Strucker, which they wore less than a few times a year and gathered in this open-air venue.

This is the place closest to the top of the glacier, and you can even see those sharp crystals shining fluorescently when you look up.

Soothing polonaise music played in the venue, the lady in the center of the dance floor sang her jazz-style coloratura soprano, and well-dressed researchers wandered around the dance floor, making this ridiculous dinner look really good High society feel.

The young man in a white coat is particularly eye-catching on this occasion. Even though he is standing low-key on the long table not far away, many people look here frequently, but there are some who stand out on this special occasion. He dared to invite him to dance with him, but he refused.

"Professor, why don't you come over?"

Litander came to Daize wearing a well-tailored suit. Daize looked at his dark blue vest for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses until Litander asked him again.

"You guys go." Dai Ze casually picked up a glass of fruit wine in his hand and took a sip. The overly sweet taste made him frowned, "Have fun."

Litander spread his hands and said, "Well, you never like this."

Ceciro, who happened to pass by the two, hooked his lips mockingly: "Can you expect a savage in Miami to learn how to dance this kind of high-class ballroom dance?"

Litander was very dissatisfied with Ceciro's statement, but due to his identity, he couldn't show it, so he could only silently intervene between Ceciro and the professor.

Their friendship with this lady is not very good, or in the whole laboratory, except for Strucker, everyone's friendship with Ceciro is very bad.

Daze stopped her calmly: "You said, Miami." He frowned, "How do you know I'm from Miami?"

Ceciro laughed and said: "Have you forgotten? Together with your origin? This is too funny, a big joke, everyone's personal information is clearly published on the homepage of the intranet, don't you still want to pretend to be ignorant to cover it up?" How inferior is your background?"

Dai Ze raised his eyelids to look at her, opened the institute's intranet on the wristband, and found his name on the largest page.

Daze Carbone, a native of Miami, was adopted by Mr. Red Skull when his parents were attacked and killed by terrorists when he was five years old.

It even attached a video of the scene at that time. The Red Skull pulled the hand of a little boy from the ruins. The picture is very real.

It was so real that Daize almost believed it.

He's from Miami?

Yes, his body is indeed Miami.

The memory that has been covered by the mist, a memory that has never been touched by another person, is completely revealed at this moment.

The young black-haired man suddenly showed his first heartfelt smile since waking up in this institute.

He looked at Ceciro's face that was gradually cracking.

"I guess I'm not pure Miami."

"Secondly, Miami is a great place where the origins are not mean, you're racist."

"Mr. Red Skull."

As the voice fell, a large number of fragmented voices sounded all around.

This may be a self-defeating self-righteous attempt by the Red Skull.

He believes that Dazzle already knows the truth of his identity, and in this game under his full control, adding half-truths and half-truths to the truth that he already knows in his subconscious will increase the credibility of the game. It can even make his brain make an obedience alarm, which is a tried and tested method of the Red Skull.

He hid everything that would allow Daze to come into contact with the present world, including Kurt who was torn apart in the mutant contest where he was late, and Iron Man who no longer had the opportunity to dispatch relevant personnel and had no chance to disguise, He even deliberately removed all the factors that could cause him to "leave the institute" from his side.

However, the Red Skull didn't know, the only thing he didn't know.

He wasn't the Dazzle who had lived in Miami with his parents for years.

He himself is an out-and-out Chinese.

The dazzling lights and shadows of the dance floor become smashed.

The surrounding suddenly fell silent.

Ceciro's face was completely shattered, revealing the face that belonged to the Red Skull inside.

And behind him, all those who turned their backs to Daize turned around mechanically, and their faces shattered and fell off in the process of turning their heads.

One, two, three.

It's all Red Skull's creepy face, with its upper and lower teeth colliding in a wicked grin.

There is only Litander who is the closest to Ridaze who has been standing all the time.

There was an exaggerated, almost ear-to-ear grin on his doll's face.

"It was discovered by you, Professor."