Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"How many undercover agents are there in S.H.I.E.L.D." is an inside joke.

Anyone who can understand this joke knows that S.H.I.E.L.D. has long been corrupted by the various forces represented by Hydra, so that there is not even a foundation left.

But Carl and Mycroft's conversations are of course not here, and their specific conversations usually don't involve politics.

Anyone who knew Mycroft would probably not believe this: he contacted Carl, usually with the sole purpose of deepening his relationship with Carl.

"Otherwise what can I do? In the face of this overwhelming force, we can only pray that the master of the force has enough sympathy and mercy." Mycroft said to Carl with a smirk, "So I just Trying to make you understand that we have no hostility towards you."

Very...politician.He knows how to exchange benefits very well, and is even very good at touching people's hearts.

This is Carl's impression of Mycroft.

It's really like Lex, no, it's not just similar, the two people's personalities are completely consistent.

In those worlds without Superman, Lex would be something like Mycroft, everything one would expect from a qualified politician, ruthless, in control, with the general good in his own interest, for the greater good Sacrificing the interests of the few without mercy.

Carl and Mycroft first met earlier.

Karl was only 16 years old at that time, and he had only been wearing his three-color uniform to help others for a year. He was not very skilled, and he was not as strong as he is now. Of course, even when he was not strong enough, he was already very strong. Humans The weapon could not leave any marks on his body.

That year, Mycroft had not been in the office for a long time, young means inexperienced, and inexperienced means that he will be taught some lessons by some people who claim to be old-timers.

Mycroft certainly knows how to deal with these philistines, he has spent his entire life dealing with the stupidity of those around him, and if everything goes his way, the guy trying to teach him a lesson will be there next month Just step down.

But it just so happened that during the time when the old man was trying to punish him, some of the royal family's confidential information was controlled by lawbreakers. They demanded a high ransom, otherwise they would post the information on the Internet and break the news to the media. Let the whole world take a look at the filth of the royal family, and incidents involving the face of the royal family will be treated with caution in the UK. No one wants this hot potato, and after throwing it around, it came to Mycroft's hand.

Normally, Mycroft wouldn't mind trying to solve this trivial matter, but at this moment, he is in the middle of being attacked, and because his status is not high enough, there are not many under his command who can do it, after thinking about it After that, Mycroft, who hadn't been on the field for a long time, still took a risk.

At that time, Mycroft was rescued by a mysterious force when he was dying.

Before he fell into a coma, he was still lying in the enemy's stronghold. When he woke up, he was sleeping peacefully on his own bed. The latest congratulatory call told him that he would be summoned by the queen because he solved the royal crisis. , The Prime Minister also paid attention to him, and he would rise step by step in the future.

The doctor told Mycroft pretty sure after the examination that the missing memory was a side effect of the concussion, but no, his memory palace told him there was something wrong with the whole thing, and his intuition told him there was something wrong , he clearly remembered that someone—or some power—saved him.

It is not easy to find this mysterious power, but as Mycroft has more and more powers in his hands, he can know more and more secrets. Finally one day, he saw in the top-secret files A photo, a photo of "Superman."

That's it.This is the mysterious power he's been looking for all along, the one who rescued him from a certain death situation.

It's a pity that the clues are cut off here. He keeps receiving news about "Superman", where did "Superman" save people, what illegal laboratory was destroyed, and Superman rescued the little boy from a tree. Cats, and even Superman stroking a golden eagle with his fingertips in mid-flight, have heard a lot, but in reality, they don't know anything about this man with mysterious powers.

During the time period of chasing Superman, Mycroft also gradually approached certain hidden parts of Britain, and finally uncovered this fog.

Yes, wizard.

Please forgive me, this special ability group that usually appears in fairy tales is not familiar to Mycroft. Since he has never read fairy tales since he was born, the closest fairy tale books he has read, Also just some literature that is essentially psychological and sociological.

But Mycroft is a very pragmatic person, and he respects facts, no matter how absurd they may be—after all, the fact that there are only a handful of smart people in the world is absurd in itself.

And Mycroft is fine with that, unlike his naive younger brother who keeps himself trapped in a school of goldfish.

While continuing to closely follow the news of Superman, he contacted domestic wizards.

The wizarding society's ignorance of modern times and their conservative internal systems opened Mycroft's eyes, but after testing the power of wizards, all government officials were relieved.

Because although wizards are prone to some powerful individuals, their high level of illogicality and chaos, their extremely low population, and the principle of avoiding the world they have always adhered to for many years make it difficult for them to disrupt the entire society.

Especially their credulity in "prophecy" and their hopeless individual heroism are too old-fashioned to work in the new century.

There is only one thing that Mycroft really pays attention to, and that is Superman.

It took them years to track down Superman, but nothing came of it, as if the guy never existed in human society.

The turning point came last year. The "Kal Eyre", who had been hidden in a corner and was unknown to everyone, finally decided to stand in front of people after the death of his parents. As a routine, Mycroft paid attention to the world-class wealth and influential young master.

Changed body shape, changed facial contours, changed pupil color, even his accent and his demeanor changed.

But Mycroft recognized him instantly.

Purely relying on an intuition, an unknown connection, reason told Mycroft that he still needed more evidence, but a strong sense could not wait to declare: it was him!He is Superman!

"Kal-El and..." Superman, Mycroft dropped the last two words, "unbelievable, but reasonable."

"I can't believe you recognized me just by looking at my picture," Carl said, shrugging his shoulders as he sat comfortably in the back of the black van, which wasn't particularly roomy. , "Even... even my greatest enemy failed to recognize me, but you recognized me. When I heard you call me last year, I was shocked to death."

They met very early, but it was Mycroft who took the initiative to contact them.

Didn't do anything, just left some passwords for him in some hidden places, and Karl took the initiative to find the door.

"Your enemy took Superman too seriously, Carl, and the close distance blinded his eyes." Of course the British government knew who Carl was talking about, but he didn't directly call that person by name, "He is in your He often fails in front of you, precisely because he loves you too much."

Carl noticed that Mr. Driver's shoulders shook slightly, he didn't see it, he heard it.

"You speak as if there is something between us..." Carl tilted his head in distress, but his sapphire blue eyes were full of smiles, "Yinglan, well-deserved reputation, huh?"

His elongated ending sounds not so clear, but has a viscous texture, like flirting, but it doesn't seem to have the ambiguity of flirting, it's just a kind of unintentional speech.

If a man thinks there is something sweet in his tone, it is only the man himself who desires to hear something sweet.

Mycroft, who was stared at by Carl with royal blue eyes, was very calm: "This is just a joking name, and it doesn't mean anything, Carl."

"Whatever you say." Carl said indifferently.

Although in the eyes of many people, Mycroft is a ruthless politician who only sees benefits, but it has to be said that he has no such ruthless posture in front of Carl.

On the contrary, he was gentle and considerate in front of Karl, thoughtful and appropriate, and would never insist on such a topic when Karl didn't want to talk about it. He treated Karl with respect, but let that docile flattery settle down in his unique arrogance Under the circumstances, it gave people the illusion that he was full of confidence in front of Karl.

He took Carl around London, but not to the most well-known attractions, not to the London Eye or Big Ben.

"After all, it's not difficult for you to look down from a high place." McCoroff said pointedly.

They went to some quieter and more private spots, like the best pastry shop in town, where they had a very good afternoon tea, Carl raved about the chocolate, and the British government generously expressed their gratitude Later, they will send him gifts; they went to some closed spaces in the British Museum, where Carl can get close to some of the masterpieces of the century that contain amazing ideas.

Mycroft also took Carl to Scotland Yard and showed Carl all the information about the cases his younger brother Sherlock had participated in.

Of course he knew what Karl's purpose in coming to England was, and he didn't mind making it easier for Karl at all.

"You know you don't have to," Carl said to Mycroft.

He was going to leave, it was already half dark, things were settled, it was time to go home.

"I had to do it when you crushed that meteor 'Nid Hogg' that was about to hit Earth a year ago for us," replied Mycroft.

His smile is more like a standard facial expression imprinted on his face.

Carl was taken aback.