After one o'clock in the night, there was a scream downstairs, followed by the sound of high heels hitting the ground and a series of shouts.Steve jerked awake from the couch.He didn't think much about it, he glanced at the situation downstairs from the window, and jumped directly from the window of the living room.

Startled by the woman who snatched the backpack.She had heavy makeup on her face, but that couldn't hide her horror.Steve gestured "Don't be afraid" to her, turned around and chased after the mugger who ran ahead.

The person who snatched the bag was a well-known habitual criminal on this street. Because he ran fast and sold the stolen goods quickly, he became a not-so-little person in this area.However, the speed he was proud of was not enough in front of Steve.But in the blink of an eye, Steve rushed up from behind and knocked him down hard.

The woman who ran up to catch up took back her bag and took out her phone to call the police.It didn't take long for the police car to arrive at the crime scene.Because it was night, and it was heard that the robber had been subdued, the police car didn't sound its horn, but just turned on its red and blue lights, and parked steadily beside Steve.

The robber was handcuffed by a potbellied policeman, and the policewoman who came with him asked about the general situation and said to Steve, "I'm afraid you have to go back to the police station with us to make a record."

"This……"

"is there a problem?"

Steve looked back at Joanna's apartment, thinking that if he refused the police now and let him go, he wouldn't be able to climb four walls along the outer wall of the apartment building in front of them. building.

"It's nothing."

"Let's go then."

Steve looked again at Joanna's room, and finally got into the police car.

It wasn't just Steve who was woken up by the woman's screams, Rumlow next door was also woken up.He came home late today, and Ben didn't notice that there was another person in Joanna's room.Who ever wanted to get up in the middle of the night to look downstairs, and saw Captain America fighting for justice in the middle of the night.

Rumlow hid behind the curtain and watched all this quietly.Until Captain America got in the police car and left.

Rumlow thought for a while and took out his phone.

"Hello, sir. It's me. Sorry to bother you so late. I have reason to believe that the relationship between Joanna Rickman and Captain America has progressed considerably."

"No, I haven't been able to obtain the chat records between the two. It seems that there is a computer expert on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau helping Rickman with technical matters. However, it seems that Captain America stayed at Rickman's house today. That's why I reported to you in the middle of the night. Do you need me to sneak into her room and investigate?"

"Yes, sir."

"I see what you mean. I'll play it by ear."

Rumlow hung up the phone, stood still in front of the window for a while, and then went back to sleep.

Joanna woke up after two o'clock.

She kept drinking water during dinner because Steve made her nervous and cautious, and finally woke up suffocated by urine after two o'clock in the middle of the night.Waking up to pee in the middle of the night is not a pleasant experience, but what can you do, maybe you can still wet the bed?

Joanna sighed and got up slowly.

The toilet is outside the bedroom, so you have to open the bedroom door to go to the toilet.

Joanna turned it on, but didn't turn on the light.No matter how drowsy she was in her sleep, she still remembered that there was a distinguished guest she could not afford to offend lying on the sofa at home tonight.In the dim light of the street lights outside the window, Joanna touched the door of the toilet. She opened the door, stepped in, and then looked behind the door lightly before turning on the light of the toilet.

After a while, feeling refreshed, Joanna turned off the light, then opened the door and stepped out.

Suddenly, Joanna couldn't help but glanced at the living room.

This glance scared Joanna into a cold sweat.

Steve is gone!

There is only one bathroom at home, so it is absolutely impossible for him to go to the bathroom.With a glimmer of hope, Joanna cautiously walked towards the kitchen, hoping to find Steve drinking ice water in front of the open refrigerator.However, the kitchen was empty, not even a ghost.

Not a single light was on in the house, and the whole room looked like a coffin waiting to be buried.The window of the living room was open, and the gauze curtains fluttered gently with the gentle night wind. The moonlight and the light of the street lamp entered the room hazyly, but enveloped the whole room in a terrifying atmosphere.

Where did Steve go?

Was he taken away by someone?Or... did he discover something, so he left?

No matter what the truth is, for Joanna, it can be regarded as extremely bad.

Just when Joanna was feeling uneasy, gnawing her nails in the kitchen and thinking about what to do, there was a slight noise outside the window.The sound was not loud, like the sound of a skilled thief climbing upstairs along the water pipes and windows on the outer wall.

who is it? !The guy who took Steve?Or... Daddy Hacker?

Joanna stood up tremblingly and took a deep breath.She turned around and touched a knife on the knife holder, holding it in her hand.It seemed that it was a fairy wand that could keep her safe.Joanna held her breath and moved slowly to the open window in the living room with light steps.

She intended to close the window, but the noise was getting closer and closer, and she could only hide behind the curtains, hoping that the other party's target was not her home.Joanna decided that when someone outside the window climbed through the window of her house, she would quickly close the window and call the police!

Yes, call the police!

But damn it, the person who always told her to call the police was gone now!

Joanna didn't even dare to breathe, as if all her attention was on the wide open window.

Hey!

A hand closed her window frame.Joanna's heart immediately rose to her throat.

Hey.

A leg came in.That leg was straight and slender, and much thicker than hers. It looked like a man with a strong figure.

Can't wait!

Joanna closed her eyes, screamed and swung the knife and stabbed at that leg.

Steve, who went to the police station in the middle of the night to record the transcript and climbed the window to go home, had just stepped into the window when he felt a burst of murderous aura.Having experienced many battles, he subconsciously raised his hand to pinch the murderer's hand, exerted a little force, and the murder weapon fell in response.Half of his body was still outside the window, and his center of gravity was not very stable. Now that someone was committing a murder, he couldn't help but worry about Joanna who was left at home by him.Ever since, Steve's attack was a little... not serious.

He wanted to quickly subdue the opponent, and then go into the room to check Joanna's condition, so he clasped the opponent's wrist, pushed hard, and turned over through the window.

When most of his body came in, Steve had already seen the attacker's face clearly.Not only could he see clearly, he could even hear Joanna's cry clearly.

Steve quickly let go of the strength in his hand, trying to pull Joanna to prevent her from falling.Unexpectedly, Joanna, who had no fighting experience at all, was pushed and pulled, and she completely lost her balance, and fell straight to the ground like a piece of wood.

Steve's expression changed with fright, and he quickly raised his other hand to grab someone.

The man caught it, and rolled to the floor even with him.

Joanna, who was wearing a nightgown, was pressed underneath, while Steve put one arm around Joanna's waist, and put one hand on the ground, covering Joanna's body.

This scene is a bit embarrassing.

Steve has never done anything like flirting with women in all his years of life.

What a good reputation for more than [-] years!It was gone that night.

Joanna, who had hit the back of her head on the floor, didn't care about the intruder at the moment, just hugged her head and screamed for pain.

Steve got up in a panic, and then half-supported and half-hugged Joanna from the floor.

It wasn't until she was sitting on the sofa that Joanna realized that it was Steve who came in through the window just now.

She held her head and looked at Steve in horror.

Steve felt guilty for being stared at by Joanna. He wanted to see Joanna's wounds, but was slightly resisted by Joanna.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

Joanna was still staring at Steve's face, not saying a word.What can she say?At this moment, of course she was concerned about how Steve would come into her house through the window outside in the middle of the night.Did he do this because he had already seen through her identity?

But it was impossible for Joanna to ask such words.

Joanna stared at Steve, but her brain was racing fast.Under normal circumstances, when she is not a S.H.I.E.L.D. employee and he is not Captain America, what should she say?

she should...

What a fart she is!

A big man broke through the window and entered her house in the middle of the night. Is this something worthy of calling the police? !

Joanna stared at Steve, as if about to cry: "What are you doing!"

Steve lowered his head guiltily, then raised his head again and said, "Let me show you your head first."

【You only need to take a look at your head! 】

Joanna turned her face away a little angrily and refused to cooperate.

Steve had no choice but to sit down obediently and explain to Joanna what happened in the middle of the night.

"It's an emergency. In order to save people, I jumped out of the window without waking you up. In the middle of the night..." Steve glanced at Joanna shyly, "I don't want to wake you up either, so I just jumped out of the window. . . . and came in through the window."

Joanna stared at Steve and looked again: "You jumped directly? This is the fourth floor!"

"Uh... this is actually a skill."

"No, Steve, the fourth floor. Let alone ten meters. Even jumping from the ten-meter diving platform into the water will hurt, and the bottom...is the concrete floor!" Joanna said what a normal person should have The skeptical spirit is well interpreted.

"Skill, a question of skill."

Joanna still looked a little disbelieving: "You... If you commit suicide, don't you have to jump from the 40th floor to die?"

After saying this, Joanna suddenly realized that she had gone too far, so she hugged her head and let out a painful "hiss".

Sure enough, seeing that Joanna was in pain, Steve didn't bother to pay attention to that. He just gently pulled Joanna's hand away: "Let me see."

Joanna put down her hands politely and turned around.

Steve gently brushed aside Joanna's hair, examined it carefully for a moment, and after confirming that there was no open wound, he put his entire palm on the back of Joanna's head and touched it gently to see if there was any trauma lump.

Steve's hand was a little cool, and Joanna felt comfortable covering the back of her head.

For a brief moment, Joanna had an image of Steve lovingly stroking the dog's head.

That picture is good-looking, but it's a bit annoying.

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