Washington in late November is already a completely winter scene.Although there is still a month to go before Christmas in the Bureau, this year Washington has already had a fine snowfall for the occasion.

As soon as Joanna stepped out of the work building, she was shivering by a gust of cold wind.She gathered the shoulder straps of her satchel, and wrapped her coat tightly clumsily.Steve was carrying the stack of files with some weight, thinking that it was a wise decision to wait for Joanna to get off work tonight.Just this temperature, such a heavy material.By the time Joanna brought them home, she might have been frozen into an iceman.

Steve turned his head to look at Joanna, who was shrinking her neck, and now he began to regret that he didn't wear a scarf.

"How about you go back inside and wait? I'll call a taxi. I'll call you when the car arrives?" Steve suggested thoughtfully.

Joanna sniffed and shook her head: "Let's go for a while. I want to take the subway home."

It’s already 11:30, and although the subway has not stopped running, it takes at least 20 minutes to walk from S.H.I.E.L.D. to the subway station.Such a cold night... Steve really can't figure out what Joanna wants to do.

But Joanna's attitude was very firm, and Steve gave a "hmm" without raising any objections.

To get to the subway station, you first have to walk across the bridge connecting the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters to the outside world.Steve has always been curious, is there such a large island in the middle of the lake in Washington D.C. that S.H.I.E.L.D. got here to build a base, or is S.H.I.E.L.D. out of security considerations, specially built an artificial lake and established its headquarters?

Steve never discussed this doubt with anyone.In fact, he can probably guess that according to SHIELD's style of work, the lake and island are probably artificially built.He has always felt a little awkward about this matter, and he thinks it probably has something to do with the age he lived in. After all, in that era, although people had entered the industrial age, they still had a basic respect for nature and the environment.

The deck is very wide.But there are no sidewalks.The bridge was originally designed for traffic.When commuting to and from get off work on weekdays, there are dedicated commuter vehicles responsible for transporting staff, so except for maintenance personnel, few people walk on the bridge.

It was late at night, and the commuter car had already stopped running.Most of the people who work overtime until this point on weekdays have their own private cars.Like Joanna, the security personnel had never seen someone who walked across the bridge after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Therefore, Joanna was stopped at the bridgehead.The other party was holding a flashlight, and the light was so dazzling that it hurt people's eyes.When the security personnel shone the light on Joanna's face, Joanna couldn't help but frowned and closed her eyes, and she turned her head to the side impatiently.

"Which department?"

Joanna took out the documents in the bag: "Public Relations Department."

Recently, the battle between the public relations department and the special operations department, not to mention the security team, even the cleanliness of the logistics department is also talked about.As soon as Joanna reported her department, the other party raised her eyebrows meaningfully.

Although they are not the same department, emotionally speaking, the Department of Security and the Department of Special Operations are indeed much closer.The security guard who stopped Joanna looked carefully at Joanna's ID: "Are you that Joanna Rickman?"

The disdainful tone made it hard not to be angry.

But Joanna didn't speak, just stood in the night wind and looked at each other quietly.

The security personnel did not get a response from Joanna, so they turned the beam of the flashlight on the people around Joanna.

When Steve wasn't in his uniform, he looked like a very gentle, caring, nice guy who didn't speak too loudly.The security personnel failed to realize that the one standing in front of him was Captain America.Seeing Steve helping Joanna carry things, the first reaction was that Joanna's boyfriend came to pick her up from get off work.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is not a small company where cats and dogs can enter, not to mention that Joanna's department involves some confidential information, but non-S.H.I.E.L.D. employees still appear within the boundaries of S.H.I.E.L.D. One item is enough for Joanna to pack up and leave.

There was a burst of excitement in the security staff.He keenly felt that this was a good opportunity to succeed.He raised his voice and said, "What about you? Who is it! Irrelevant personnel are not allowed to stay here without permission!"

Joanna thought it was a little funny, but held back her smile, and said with a deliberate sense of nervousness: "He...he is not an unrelated person."

Joanna's flustered explanation made the security staff even more convinced that this person was brought in by Joanna, or slipped in for Joanna herself.Either way, Joanna Rickman is dead.

The security guard raised his chin haughtily at Steve: "Here's your ID card. Put your hands on your head and don't move around." He deliberately turned his back so that Steve could see him clearly A gun strapped to his waist.

Steve glanced at the gun, then at Joanna beside him.He never thought that Joanna, who is also a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., would encounter such unfair treatment.Not to mention Steve, any agent of the Special Operations Department would not be embarrassed by security personnel like this.Now Steve has a vague understanding of the status of non-secret agents in S.H.I.E.L.D.

He didn't move, just looked at the security guard quietly: "Sorry, I can't do it."

This was different from what security thought. He froze for a moment, put his hand on the gun on his waist: "What do you mean? Raise your hand."

Joanna couldn't help laughing: "What the captain means is that you told him to get his ID and told him not to move, he can't do it."

"Stop talking nonsense! I want him..." An Bao froze for a moment, "Wait a minute. Team...Captain?"

Joanna nodded.

"What captain?"

Joanna showed an expression of "Is your brain not so good?": "What are you talking about, Captain? Whose code name is Captain?"

Security was stunned, and then he took a closer look at the honest-looking big man next to Joanna.

"Team... Captain."

Steve looked at him with a calm expression: "Should I continue to stay still now, or get your ID?"

The security guard was completely dumbfounded and didn't reply for a long time.

Joanna sighed: "Show him, it's not easy to guard here at night."

When Joanna spoke, Steve had already taken out the ID.He calmly handed it to the other party, and after the other party read it, he calmly packed up the documents.

"Can we go now?" Joanna frowned impatiently.It's not all because of this security guard, but a large part of it is because the weather is so damn cold.

The two left the terrified security guards and walked delicately onto the bridge.

The lake wind blows coldly from the left side, giving Joanna the illusion of "ah, I only weigh 60 catties today".Steve on the side saw that her steps were a little unsteady, so he stuck up to her without a sound, and leaned against Joanna lightly, blocking most of the wind for her.

The wind sounded like the howling of a monster, but because Steve was standing beside her, Joanna didn't feel any fear at all.The two walked forward under the dim street lights.

"What happened this morning..." Steve thought for a while, but still felt that he owed Joanna a formal apology.

"What happened in the morning?"

"I'm sorry, Joanna. I was too strong at that time."

Joanna shook her head: "You didn't do anything wrong, and you didn't say anything wrong. I am indeed...too self-willed. This time, I made such a incident because of myself."

"Listen, Joanna. I'm going to..."

"You're not going to do anything." Joanna stopped and interrupted Steve coldly. "You shouldn't even come to see me tonight."

"I can't let you face this alone." Steve stood still under a streetlight, looked back at Joanna seriously, "I understand that things are not as simple as they appear on the surface. I know very well Rodriguez wasn't just about twitter or you, so..."

"So you shouldn't be getting involved, Steve." Joanna's tone was a little pleading, "That will only make things more troublesome."

"Joanna, you still don't understand. Fury has no intention of making a move now. If things are not handled well..."

"The public relations department and I are the only ones who suffer." Joanna took a deep breath, "Steve, I understand that you want to help me. But this matter really has nothing to do with you."

"I got you involved." Steve was calm, as if he didn't intend to refute Joanna's point of view, but just stated a basic fact, "Whether it was this incident or at the beginning. If it wasn't Because of me, you won't come to Washington, won't get involved in this muddy water."

Under the street lamp, Steve's blond hair reflected a layer of hazy light, making him look like a person in a dream.

This is not the first time.Steve is always like this, when he can stay out of it, he insists on jumping in.

"Have you ever thought that it's easy for me to resent you when you say this?" Joanna tilted her head in an attitude of "big brother, don't be too straightforward".

Steve nodded, without taking his eyes off Joanna's face: "I know. But this is what I have to face."

Joanna remembered the last time Nick asked her to go to New York to persuade Steve to help save the planet.She suddenly found that when faced with the same difficulties and problems, Steve was always braver and more resolute than her.He didn't choose the right way because he was stupid, he chose the right way because he knew it was hard but just.

Joanna felt terrible about herself.She didn't deserve to have such a good friend as Steve.

Joanna had a sore nose and turned her head away.But even that couldn't hide the line of tears streaming down his cheeks.The wind on the bridge was strong, and as soon as the tears fell, they were quickly blown away.

Steve didn't expect Joanna to cry.The Boston incident last time scared her enough, but she didn't even cry.After being abandoned by Harley in Gotham, she didn't cry in front of him.Steve knew that this incident made Joanna very uncomfortable, but he didn't know that this time, she would be so easily defeated.He even... didn't understand how his answer just now stimulated Joanna.

Didn't figure it out, it doesn't matter at all.Because Steve found out, he raised his hand subconsciously to help Joanna wipe the tears on her cheeks.

Probably because of the excitement, Joanna's cheeks were a little hot.When Steve realized what he was doing, he was inexplicably embarrassed, and he didn't know how to withdraw the hand stroking Joanna's cheek.

Steve's palm was dry and warm, and Joanna suddenly realized that the words she had left in front of Coulson and Nick were not just words of anger.

She likes Steve.

So when Nick asked her to persuade Steve to join S.H.I.E.L.D., she backed down.She was not afraid of persuasion failure, what she was afraid of was that Steve would no longer trust her and alienate her.What she cares about is not whether the earth will really be attacked, but what she cares about is her image in Steve's mind.

Yes.She is such a selfish and despicable person.

That's people like her, like Steve Rogers.

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Harry: Too angry to talk.

Tony: I've been a Buddha for a long time.

Coulson: Captain!You must keep your eyes open to see the person in front of you clearly!

Rumlow: We Hydra never thought that this plan would find a target for Captain America. 【live with a smile.jpg】

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