[Zhongyingmei] My backstage is so big!

"I didn't expect your French to be so good."

Peter and Antalina's schedules overlap a lot, and next they will have a chemistry class together.When he stood up and cleaned up the table at the same time and was about to go to the chemistry class, Peter pretended to speak casually, and handed Antalina's pen over.

Antarina took it and said, "I was French before."

"Really?" Peter picked up his schoolbag and followed Antalina, "I can't hear any accent."

"That means my language talent is high enough." Antalina walked out of the classroom door while talking.The voices of the two talking became smaller and smaller as they left the classroom, and finally disappeared into the noisy corridor between classes.

Of course, for Natasha Romanoff, this is not a problem.

While tidying up the materials on the table, she was perfunctory to the little boy who came up to chat with her.After she easily dismissed the students who were excited to see the new teacher, she took out her mobile phone and took a look on the way back to the office.

From Steve Rogers: "The information has been sent to your mailbox."

Taking back the phone, Natasha Romanov sat at the desk, glanced left and right, and turned on the computer.

Four documents, the first three are Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester, and Morita, the principal of Midtown High School.

The fourth is information about three consecutive cases of missing girls in Queens recently.

Natasha propped her chin, and first clicked on Principal Morita's profile - Japanese-American, born in Los Angeles, USA, graduated from Harvard University, and has made extraordinary achievements in the field of study.After a few pages, Natasha not only came to a conclusion that the principal is a very good and successful educational talent, but also saw a very important message.

The Morita principal had never had any contact with Antalina, and the two of them met two days before Antalina transferred to Midtown High School.

Compared with Principal Morita, the resumes of the two Winchester brothers are much more exciting.

Intimidation, burglary, illegal possession of guns, and even homicide cases-judging from these data alone, it is a major failure of the American police industry that the two brothers are still at large, but they may never be on the same side as the two brothers. The long stay of the place matters.

The most important thing is that until the end of the information, Natasha didn't see any contact between them and Antalina before.

But the problem is that Antarina seems to know them.

And she didn't think they pried open the door because they were staring at Antalina suddenly.

Natasha clicked on the fourth copy, only glanced at the time, and instantly ruled out the connection between the Winchester brothers and this case.

The time when these two entered the city did not match the time of the first and second missing girls, but this time point and their previous convictions were too coincidental, and it felt like they came here specially for this case...

... for this case?

Natasha took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Tony Stark: "Help me call Friday and list the corresponding cases in each region in the order of time and place of the Winchester brothers."

Thirty seconds later, a new 30T profile appeared in Natasha's mailbox.

After a moment of silence, Natasha took a deep breath: "Okay."

Here Natasha is gnawing at the 3T-sized documents resignedly, while Antalina is talking to Peter about how her father is French, her mother is American, and how her father and mother fell in love with each other.

And they whispered it in chemistry class.

Talk about stopping a class, and by the way, I was praised by the teacher for completing the chemical experiment excellently and quickly.

When get out of class was over, Peter was completely shocked by Antalina's "parents' past events".

This process is more than ups and downs can be described.

It is simply a TV series that is full of dog blood and great success, the kind that no screenwriter dares to write like this now.

Then Antalina smirked unceremoniously at Peter: "You should look at your expression now." She put her hands on the table and turned her head to look sideways. Because of her words, her expression turned to Peter who was puzzled, " Do you really believe it?"

"No." Of course Peter didn't believe it, no matter how dramatic it is, it's not like this, right?He was just shocked at how a person could make up a story so naturally, but after subconsciously answering, he felt that it was wrong to say that, "Oh no, I mean, um..."

"It doesn't matter." Antarina smiled and showed her eight white teeth, "Because it was fake in the first place, and I want to laugh after talking about it."

Peter did not believe this statement.Because the tone of the other party is very calm from the beginning to the end, and you can even taste the taste of sadness!

But what is even more sad is that even though he knew that the other party was making up stories to deceive him, Peter could not feel any anger and embarrassment after being cheated in his heart, but only felt deeply helpless and speechless.

Of course, it may also have something to do with the premise that he didn't believe the other party.

"Then you..." Peter hesitated on the way to the restaurant.

"My parents?" Antalina knew what the other party wanted to ask, and paused, "I don't remember."

Peter looked at her and was silent for a while before saying, "...I'm sorry."

He could feel that Antarina's words were true, she really didn't have any memory of her parents.

"It's nothing." Antalina frowned, "Because my adoptive parents treated me very well."

After she finished speaking, she skillfully ordered a beef burger and a glass of Coke, and turned to see Peter ordering the same lunch as she did.

When they sat down next to Ned and Michelle, the subject was settled.

Ned Leeds glanced at Antarina from time to time, and Peter from time to time, and finally Michelle couldn't bear to see him like this, turned to Antarina and said, "Ned wants to ask you about last night. "

Antarina, who was eating a beef burger, looked at Ned while chewing the meat in her mouth, and motioned for him to ask.

"Uh, actually, I'm just..." Ned felt a little thirsty for no reason. He licked his lips, and his eyes suddenly moved from Antalina to behind her.Peter's eyes followed, and his expression became serious.

Antalina frowned slightly, and looked back to see three strong men.

Well, not three strong men, but Principal Morita with...

The Winchester brothers stood behind her.

Compared to the old jackets and whitish jeans when Antarina saw them yesterday, they are now wearing neat black suits, their hair and faces are well-groomed, and they look like social elites.

They looked at her, relaxed but with a glimpse of nervousness.

Principal Morita said to Antarina: "Holmes, Detective Smith and Detective White have something to ask you."

Antarina looked at them and nodded after a long pause: "Okay."

The venue for their sessions is the principal's office.

Although Principal Morita wanted to stay and listen at first, he couldn't ignore Inspector Smith's gaze that was actually trying to drive people away.Before leaving, he patted Antalina's shoulder lightly and said, "I'm right outside."

"Okay." Antarina smiled at him, then watched him leave the room.

Withdrawing her gaze, Antalina looked at the two men leaning on the desk, one on the left and one on the right.

"Well." Dean Winchester crossed his arms. "We won't be rough on you, but you have to tell us the truth."

Antalina tilted her head slightly: "What do you want to know?"

"You know us." Dean kept his cross-chested posture unchanged, "and you didn't panic at all when you saw us appear last night, and you even understood our behavior of splashing water and salt on your face."

Antarina nodded: "Hmm." Then she shook her head, "Oh, no, I don't understand why you sprinkle salt."

"..." Dean opened his mouth, then gritted his teeth and looked at Sam, "Yes, actually I don't understand why you want to sprinkle salt?"

Sam stared at his brother being easily taken away by a little girl, and decided to take the conversation into his own hands: "Look, we know your name is Antalina Holmes, and we know you haven't been here long—so ,Why are you here."

"...Do you suspect that I have something to do with the three disappearances?" Antarina asked back.

"No, but what do you know." Dean interjected, looking down at Antarina who was sitting, his chin slightly raised.

Antalina paused: "No, I don't know."

Dean narrowed his eyes, then turned to Sam and asked, "She paused just now, did you see that?"

Sam stared at Antarina closely and nodded.

"Yes, I paused." Antalina pulled Dean's gaze back aloud, "Because if I answer without hesitation, you can also explain that I am guilty, or I already knew you were looking for me. My purpose, so I have already figured out how to deal with it early in the morning."

"But I can tell you that I have nothing to do with this case." Antarina said.

She raised her lips slightly: "And you don't really want to know this."

Dean and Sam looked at each other, and finally Dean pulled out an old-looking photo from his jacket pocket.

He took two steps forward and handed the photo to Antalina.

Antalina took it. In the photo was a black-haired girl with a ponytail, wearing a pair of high-top shoes, probably because she was wearing tight casual clothes suitable for hunting outside, and her figure looked very slender.

And this girl was frowning slightly at the camera, with some doubts on her expression.

She has the exact same face as Antarina.

Turn over and look at the back of the photo, the name "Jane Birkbeck" is written, with a string of dates and a sentence attached.

——1970.10.28, a person who is not affected by anything and should not appear in this world.

This sentence must have been added later.

"John is dead." Dean's voice reached Antalina's ears, "In the process of hunting demons."

Antarina looked at the photo and didn't speak for a while.

I don't know how long it took, she took a deep breath, returned the photo to them and said, "Her name is not Jane Birkbeck, her name is Antalina, Antalina Holmes, it's this girl. first name."

Author has something to say: Anna: I've given you so many hints!

Little Spider: ...