[DC+Marvel] why so serious

"Jamie, you have to promise me." Coulson said seriously.

"I won't cause trouble." Jamie looked obedient, lowering his eyes.

Colsen suddenly felt a toothache, and he was all too familiar with his expression.Every time this little bastard changes his mood or speaks insincerely, he lowers his eyes.Over the past month, every time Jamie obediently lowered his eyes and promised him not to trouble Fury again, but then manipulated the agents to "trick" Fury with various means.

Looking pure and well-behaved, the whole little angel is actually a lawless little bastard.Coulson only felt that he had aged a lot in just one month, and he felt the feeling of being a father in advance.

Although Fury frowned at the fact that the fasting order could not cause Jamie to have even the slightest awe of him, but seeing the friendly relationship between Coulson and Jamie, his capable men, he thought it would have a positive impact on his plan , I don't mind Jamie's "tease".

"Jamie." Coulson scowled and lowered his tone.

"You must promise me!" This time is different from "teasing" Fury. As Coulson, who insisted that Jamie should have a normal life as an American child, he put down countless promises in front of Fury through all kinds of hardships. He played his countless favor cards, and even Natasha and Hawkeye were mobilized by him to help intercede, in exchange for Jamie's chance to go out to study.

Sensing Coulson's determination, Jamie agreed hesitantly: "Okay, if others don't provoke me, I won't kill them."

Although his attitude was a bit superficial and not very satisfying to him, Coulson could barely accept it.

"Don't let anyone discover your super power." Coulson said carefully.

"Understood." But whether he would follow through was another matter.

Coulson still has confidence in the little bastard's promise. At least Jamie promised not to use bombs against Fury. Since then, the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency has not heard the sound of explosions.

Whether it is Coulson, Fury or other agents, they are also very curious about how Jamie did it-when making a glass bead bomb, no matter who handles it, it will not explode, only if it is touched by Fury or It will explode within one meter of Fury.

As for this, Jamie held the attitude of non-violent non-cooperation, and dared to go to the White House to appeal if you dared to use violence, and did not answer a word.

In fact, even telling them this method is useless. Jamie just left a trace of mental power in the glass bead bomb to isolate the mixture of potassium nitrate and nitroglycerin. , allowing the compounds inside the glass beads to mix and explode.

As for why he didn't tell Coulson and others, Jamie smiled viciously. It was really refreshing to see them confused and puzzled.

"Here we are." The car stopped slowly.

"Wow!" Jamie looked at the small building in front of him, "amazed", "This must be the smallest house in the United States."

"Phil, the tour is over, it's time for you to take me to my temporary place."

Coulson smiled and said, "This is where you will stay temporarily."

"Phil, this isn't funny." Jamie looked at the old-fashioned building in front of him. The outer wall has not been turned over for many years, giving people a crumbling feeling. The interior does not look comfortable for the time being, and the wall is seriously falling off.

"Jamie, you have to accept the reality." Coulson said with a smile, "Who told you to keep teasing Nick these days, you must know that the financial power of the National Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency is in the hands of Nick alone. Here, he said it was to exercise your self-reliance."

Jamie blinked, "Phil, did I ever tell you that the name of your homeland...defense... bureau is very long and mouth-whispering?"

"No." Coulson shrugged.

"Then I'll tell you now."

"I know, we are already thinking of a way." Coulson said helplessly, he was also fed up with the impatient look of the other party every time he introduced his department to him.

"SHIELD"

Coulson couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I said SHIELD, which is better than your long and convoluted name." Jamie directly intercepted the first letter of each word. Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division (Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency) directly becomes SHIELD (SHIELD).

"SHIELD...SHIELD..." Coulson said it a few times, only to find it very fluent, ten thousand times better than the full name.

Jamie got out of the car without waiting for Coulson's compliment.

Coulson didn't care, took the luggage, and followed Jamie to get out of the car,

"Jamie, you really did me a big favor. I'm sure Nick will thank you very much." Coulson was sincerely grateful that he finally didn't have to say a long list of department names in the future.

"Thank you, just change me to another place to live!" Leaving this sentence aside, Jamie stepped into the building first.

Jamie lived in New York when he was a child, and his family had a villa with a swimming pool; when he grew up, he lived in the White House, with a garden and a fountain, and he needed a car to get in and out; the big house that Jin Bing gave him was not as luxurious as the first two, but it still had four floors The building is tall, sunny and comfortable.

And this building only meets the building height among the above-mentioned many conditions-it has four floors.Besides, the place is small, and Jamie doesn't live alone.Jamie just lives in one of the run-down apartments inside.

Coulson walked up to the third floor and pushed open the wooden door of an apartment on the left.

Although Fury deliberately chose such a place for Jamie, he knew that it was nothing more than a dilapidated appearance. If the appearance was the same, Jamie would definitely return to the game and blow up the entire Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, so he Just kidding, the interior decoration of the apartment is neat, simple and elegant, with all kinds of high-tech items, full of positive energy.

While packing Jamie's luggage like an old lady, Coulson explained: "Nick considers that you will skip a grade to enter NYU in the future. This is the closest and cheapest apartment to NYU. Apart from The room opposite you is occupied, the downstairs and the first floor will be occupied by agents for a long time, and the rest of the room is vacant.”

"The person who lives across from you is Max Verdilon. He is an electrical engineer from Osborne Industries. He has no relatives..." Coulson paused for a moment, "a person who has no sense of existence."

"You mean him?" Jamie asked as he "saw" someone outside and opened the door.

As soon as Coulson turned around, he saw Max Vidillon standing in front of the opposite apartment in embarrassment.

"Hi! Hello, I'm Phil Coulson and this is Kerry...Jackson Napier." Greeted casually.

Max Weidilong was taken aback, and immediately cleared his throat at a loss, and said, "Hmm! I'm Max Weidilong, nice to meet you."

"Jamie will be here all by himself in the future, I hope you can take care of him more if you have time." Coulson said a cliché.

"Phil, don't you have something to do? Go away! Before that one-eyed man troubles you!" Jamie interjected coldly.

As the eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson actually has a lot of work to do. In order to take care of Jamie these days, he has fallen behind a lot of work progress. After sending little Jamie out, he will Rush back to work overtime and rush back to work.

Sometimes it's all people who no one imagines anything of. Whodo the things that no one can imagine.

Jamie eyed Max with interest.

As a psychic, Jamie can easily feel the loneliness, paranoia and grievance from Max.

"Maybe you'd like to come to my new home for a while." He extended a friendly hand with a friendly smile.

Max looked at Jamie, who had blond hair and blue eyes, and although there was a gauze on his right cheek, he still had a delicate face like a fragile little angel, and he agreed to Jamie's invitation with trepidation and involuntary emotion.

"Take it easy." Jamie made a cup of hot coffee for Max from the well-prepared kitchen, holding a pack of milk himself.

It was the first time Max was invited to sit at home since he was a child. He was very excited. He wanted to observe the neat layout around him curiously, but he was afraid that he would be rude. He didn't even know the sitting position. It's better to straighten your back, the whole person is restless.

"Max, can I call you that? You can call me Jamie." Jamie handed him coffee and sat down next to him.

"Of course. Well, I mean I'm very happy." Max took the coffee in a panic and said.

But in an instant, "You...you remember my name!" Max said in surprise.

Jamie was almost amused by him, but in fact he couldn't control it and laughed innocently.

He raised a finger and subconsciously lowered his voice, "Max, you are unique." With the raised lips, it looked weird.

Suddenly, "You...you are the Messiah! You are the Black Messiah!!" Max shouted in amazement while holding his glasses.

Jamie raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Why do you think I'm a black messiah?" He asked amusedly.

"That night...that night I went to the cathedral." Max faltered at the moment, but now he remembered that Jamie was a murderous boy.

He was sent a flyer by a Christian group that said they were inviting everyone to Washington Cathedral for their evening of worship and celebration, and that there would even be a sumptuous dinner.

The sumptuous dinner is a lot of attraction for him, an electrical engineer who lives in poverty. Of course, the most important thing is that the warm invitation of the believer made him feel needed. After pretending to decline a few times, he became excited. He went to the cathedral in his best suit.

How did he know that he was so unlucky to be involved in Jamie's Seventh Day Revenge?Max clearly remembered how high-spirited Jamie was when he was dressed as a clown. With one word and one look, he instructed those murderous clowns to shoot and kill. No one in the entire cathedral dared to make a sound. Not even the atmosphere.And Jamie is like the most just god, deciding the life and death of sinners.

All the time, he was thinking back to every scene he saw Jamie's gestures that night, so he could recognize Jamie as the black messiah under Jamie's no-makeup, highly misleading appearance.

Thinking of this, Max's eyes became hot unconsciously.

"Then we are really destined." Jamie said noncommittally, he looked into Max's eyes with satisfaction.In these eyes, what he saw was longing, loneliness, and unwillingness to be lonely.

Jamie paused, then brought up the topic again, "Max, you know? You are special."

"Me? I'm just an insignificant person." Max's eyes dimmed suddenly when he remembered that he was not taken seriously.

"No!" Jamie moved himself slightly, bringing himself and Max closer.

"Max, I need you," he said seductively.

Max thought he heard it wrong, "You...you need me?"

"Yes, I need you," Jamie repeated tirelessly.

"You need me?" Max was surprised in a daze.

"Yes, I need you."

Max's eyes suddenly seemed to light up.

The author has something to say: The Joker said to Batman: "There's nogoing-back, you've changed things forever.

Same thing with Jamie, no matter how genuinely innocent Jamie was, the Joker changed something about him forever.