[Zhongyingmei] My backstage is so big!

The murder took place in Queens.

The three of them arrived just in time for the police to leave, and with the help of Mr. Stark's technology, they successfully crossed the combination lock at the door and entered the murder scene with little hindrance.

Antarina was standing in the middle of the house, and she was almost sure that the murderer was the one who slipped through the net.

This house, or this living room, gave her a strong sense of familiarity - she could see it clearly from the moonlight shining through the window, no matter the decoration style or the placement of some furniture, it was the same as Antalin's. The home of Na's last adoptive parents was exactly the same.

So that's why Mr. Stark reminded her.

He's worried that she won't be able to control herself when she's touched by the scene?Antalina curled her lips.But this smile only lasted for a very short time, and the attention couldn't help but go to Jon who was standing outside the door and didn't come in.

Maybe there's a better word to describe him?Her brother (brother) Jon?

Before that, no one knew she had a birthmark on her waist, no one.

Moreover, the location of the birthmark is more precisely not located on the waist, but about ten centimeters from the waist up, at the position of the ribs.And Antalina never showed it, never.

In addition, she is not someone who likes to show herself.

Antarina lowered her head, deeply feeling that everything was crowded together, causing her a headache.

"Hey." Just at this time, the man who disturbed her thoughts came in.

Antalina immediately turned her head to look, opened her mouth, she was rarely at a loss: "Hey."

Her eyes moved uncontrollably to the side door, hoping that Peter would come in too, but she found that Peter did not.

This stinky kid, Antalina knew his intentions almost without thinking—one is to help them monitor the surrounding situation; the other is to let Antalina talk to Jon, after all, Antalina The refusal to make eye contact is obvious enough.

She was still reminding her that she couldn't trust Jon just now, so she turned her back so soon.Antalina looked at Jon, and she had nothing to say if he didn't speak, and she had been thinking for so many years, hoping to see her relatives, and she had been looking for them for so many years, from full of hope to despair, and then to calm down ... Then she really wants to say something now, go fucking calm down.

She'll still be uncomfortable, okay—yes, just uncomfortable.

As long as she thinks that the other party "may" be her relatives, she will feel uncomfortable!Even if you are not sure if the other party is real, but, yes!damn it!She just gets uncomfortable, very, very uncomfortable.

You can't think that she can be very calm in everything just because she is a hundred years old now, that doesn't exist, okay? !

Of course, if there is anything that can make her face change at this age, family and friends, first and second.

There is no third.

"I...I talked to Peter outside just now." Jon stood against the wall, looking at the girl almost standing under the moonlight in the dark, "I know you don't trust me, but please believe me, I I am also feeling more confused than ever about where I am.”

Antarina looked at him: "You are in the United States, Queens, New York, USA."

Jon froze for a moment and then smiled lightly. He just smiled, and there was a thickness in his voice that Antalina could not ignore. It was precisely because of this voice that had gone through countless difficulties that she could not tell him Say too directly. "I know," he said, "but believe me, I've never heard of America, or New York, or Queens before this. Of course I've heard of queens, and where I've been, every kingdom has a queen. "

Antarina didn't know what to say, so she could only respond in a low voice.

"Listen..." Jon looked at her, hesitated and said, "I'm here to apologize to you."

Antarina was a little puzzled: "Why do you have to apologize?"

"I didn't mean to say that thing that upset you," Jon said. "It's just... you know, you look so much like my Elena. Your face, your smile, the way you talk They are all exactly the same as her, I was just a little confused for a moment, so I said such rude words." He said, his face flushed in the dark.

After all, the waist or something is a secret place that is not allowed to know.

But he knew, and Jon Snow knew.

Antalina didn't speak, she just stood there, looking at Jon whose face was half hidden in the darkness, and said, "It's okay, but maybe we shouldn't be talking about this here." She slowed down her tone, " We can go back and talk."

"Of course." Jon smiled, seeing Antarina's expression was still so gentle, with a more exposed surprise than before, "Everything is up to you." He looked very happy, because Antarina sentence.

Antalina couldn't help but curled her lips into a smile.

But the relaxed atmosphere didn't last long, and was immediately interrupted by a gunshot from outside the house.

Antalina subconsciously ran over and completely pushed Jon, who was confused about what kind of voice it was, into the shadows, nailed him to the wall, listened attentively, and quietly stuck him to the wall next to Jon. , and gave him a soft "shush".

However, it was Peter who walked in through the opened door first and appeared in Antalina's sight.

Can Jon feel that Antalina froze for a moment, then relaxed?

Immediately afterwards, he saw two men slowly walking in behind Peter, and they even pointed at Peter with a shiny metal object, but then he saw them looking at Antalina, With one voice: "Anna?"

"Dean, Sam." Jon was familiar with Antarina's tone.

Antalina could sense that they put away their guns and glanced at Jon, so she said, "This is Jon Snow." In just one sentence, without any other explanation, "Why did you appear here?"

"We read about a case at your school in the newspaper." Dean took a step forward, and Sam closed the door.

The light in the room dimmed again, and Dean paused for a moment and continued: "Then I came here and heard that there was a murder, so I wanted to come over to see if it might be someone who did it." He looked at Anna, "It's you, and him...they."

Antalina glanced at Peter who was standing silently aside, remembering that they didn't know that Spider-Man was Peter: "Oh, that's pretty much how you see it." She paused, "And don't try to hide information from me, I know that hunters like you will not come here just because of this kind of murder. So, tell me the truth."

Sam turned to Dean. "I told you."

Dean squinted at him directly: "Shut up, Sammy."

Dean looked at Antarina again, without any hesitation, but it could be seen that he compromised: "We are looking for a werewolf."

Antarina's heart skipped a beat, and Dean didn't notice that something was wrong with her: "And according to what we investigated, we know that his name is Kane Swofford, and when he was still a human, he destroyed the world decades ago. This family..." He paused, "Your family, Anna, your last family, he is the one who is in charge of letting the wind outside."

Jon noticed that Antalina's body froze suddenly, and then her whole body seemed to be shaking.

Sam glanced at his brother, and then fixed his gaze on Antalina.

Everyone was waiting for her to express her opinion, even Peter, who had the least experience of such a thing, watched her quietly, tensing his body.

"Do we have no initiative?" Antalina asked after a long silence.

Dean quickly licked his lower lip: "Yes, he is very cunning." He paused, "And he is very good at hiding."

"There are still some things you haven't told me." Antarina said suddenly, "Dean."

"He saw your picture." Sam, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "He saw you, the you in the 70s, Anna."

Antarina thought she had heard it wrong for a moment: "What? What photo? I'm from the 60s..." Her voice stopped abruptly, and then she opened her mouth slightly, "John Winchester? He took a photo of me Still saved?"

"I don't intend to excuse him, but you in that photo seem to be aware of it." Dean said immediately.

"No, I don't know what kind of photo it is." Antarina just felt speechless, "So I can boldly guess that you also carried my photo with you... But you obviously didn't protect it well, causing that Wolfe saw me."

"If we say sorry, is there any use?" Sam said angrily.

"I've already restrained myself from punching your handsome faces." Antarina took a deep breath, "But your appearance is not completely useless." After she finished speaking, she turned to Peter, "Will Has the information been reported to Mister Stark?"

Peter shrugged at him: "He already knew, although at first he thought I was joking with him."

"I can imagine it." Antalina nodded.

Dean and Sam looked puzzled and confused.

Then Dean asked, "Mr. Stark? The Tony Stark I know? Iron Man?"

"What do you think?" Antalina raised an eyebrow at him.

Dean opened his mouth, "Wow."

Antalina laughed angrily at the sound of "Wow". Originally, she came out this time, except to try her luck to see if the guy who did all this could come back to the scene. Want to lure her out—even if she guesses wrong, she has no loss, because it cannot be ruled out that some perverted murderer is imitating the old case.

Although the moment she walked in and saw the decoration here, she was basically sure that it was an "acquaintance who committed the crime".

But it is not completely fruitless now, at least she knows that the person she is looking for is no longer an ordinary person, but has been transformed into a werewolf.But if this was the case, another problem that caused her a headache came before her.

Sherlock is following up on these cases, and there is no way she can kick him out, and if she continues to be in it...

The possibility of being identified by the other party is very high.

And there is also the possibility of bringing Kane the werewolf to Sherlock.

She didn't want to see this happen at all.

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