[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

"So, you were waiting for a friend in the parking lot and you happened to run into this guy?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I need to record your name."

"Ivan Bird."

"This is our phone number, please contact us in time if you have any clues that come to your mind."

"Ah."

Steve turned his head and looked at Ivan, who was answering a question from a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

"Look," the black chief twitched his lips, his eyes gloated, "Is Ransi Green's face trampled by something like a reindeer? Look, his eyes are swollen like goldfish. "

Steve turned his head and looked at Lanxi Green, who was being carried by two agents. This hapless Hydra undercover agent was now like a dying fish out of water, and he only had the strength to breathe.

"The hostage," Steve said, "he slammed Ransie Green's head on the ground hard, and then hit him in the face a few more times."

Nick Fury put his gaze on the red-haired young man not far away: "It seems that Lanxi Green kicked a steel plate, and the hostage was quite ruthless."

The process of Lanxi Green being brought down flashed through Steve's mind. The young hostage almost threw Lanxi Green to the ground in a few seconds, and the whole process was so fast that it was too late to react .

Steve said in a low voice: "His speed is almost as fast as Natasha."

"What?" The black chief didn't hear Steve's words clearly.

"Excuse me," Steve didn't answer Fury, he noticed that the young man seemed to be planning to leave, "Are you planning to leave?"

Ivan raised his eyelids and looked at the man in front of him, and An in his mind let out an exclamation.

"It's so handsome." From An's voice, Ivan could hear deep admiration, "Ivan, his figure is so good!"

"Is there anything else?" Ivan looked at the man opposite, "The gentleman just said that I can leave."

Steve looked into those gloomy green eyes and smiled. "Your hand," he said, "you seem to have twisted your wrist just now. Do you need to go and see? The hospital is upstairs."

The blond man's smile on the opposite side was terribly gentle, and Ivan subconsciously took a step back.

"No need," the red-haired youth's voice sounded unusually indifferent, "I'm in a hurry."

Before Steve could react, Ivan had hurried away from him without stopping at all, and his back looked a little impatient.

"Wow," probably because he was in a good mood after catching a spy, Fury began to joke leisurely, "Captain, your smile is so scary that it scares people away."

Steve glanced at Fury helplessly: "I just want to ask him, doesn't his hand need to go to the hospital? When he fell over the shoulder to Lancy Green just now, he seemed to have twisted his wrist. I Look at him clutching his wrist."

Outside the parking lot, Ivan clutched his wrist, and he could clearly feel the pain in his wrist.

"Oh, our sensitive Ivan," Ann's voice made Ivan more irritable, "he was tortured by the slightest concern from others. See, he ran away."

The youth's footsteps stopped: "Since you have seen my memory, then you should know what kind of person I am."

Ivan said coldly: "You can't leave me now, if I'm not happy alone, you have to accompany me to see God."

install:"……"

Finally got quiet as he wished, Ivan took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected, and Finch's voice came over.

"I saw a lot of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents near the parking lot," Finch said. "I almost thought you were a spy on the run, Mr. Byrd."

Ivan asked: "Have you received Angela Grossman?"

"She's right there with me," Finch replied. "This lady has figured out that there's something wrong with Emma Grossman, and I believe that's why she's the next target."

"Where are you?" The red-haired youth stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

"Tekka Community," Finch said with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "Ms. Grossman insisted on going home. She was worried that Emma Grossman would be detrimental to her adopted daughter. She wanted to bring the girl together Pick up."

"Adopted daughter?" Ivan heard Ann laughing sullenly in his mind.

"It's my fault, Ivan," Ann's voice sounded unapologetic, "I forgot to tell you, Aunt Angela has an adopted daughter, this lovely daughter is very compatible with that murderer."

The ominous premonition made the young man subconsciously raise his voice, "Mr. Finch, have you met the adopted child?"

"Of course," Finch's voice suddenly became a little vague, and Ivan could hardly hear what he was saying, "Give us... my head...there is..."

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, and after a short silence, the phone fell into a busy tone.

"Hey!" The taxi driver became a little impatient because he didn't wait for Ivan to say his destination, "Where are you going?"

"Taika District." Ivan's face was extremely ugly, which made the impatient driver restrain himself a lot.

"Mr. Reese?" Ivan picked up his cell phone and made a call, "I'm afraid I have some bad news for you..."

At the same time, Emma Grossman, who had just finished a class, received a call.

"Where are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded like a young girl.

Emma politely turned around to greet a boy in the same grade, and answered questions from the other end of the phone.

"Where else can I be," Emma said, "I'm at school, Esther, what can you do?"

"Girl, I should ask you this question," Esther sneered, and mocked Emma without hesitation, "How did your stupid aunt find out about you? Can't you deal with the aftermath perfectly? ?”

Emma stopped in her tracks, and her face became a little gloomy for a moment.

"What did she do?"

Esther clamped the phone with his head and shoulders, and turned his head to look at a man and a woman who were tied tightly by him.

"She brought a crippled man to the house and said she was going to take me away, that you were going to kill her, and that you killed a lot of people." Esther admired in the mirror and painted The look of lipstick, "Emma, ​​you've been spotted."

"Where are they now?"

"What do you think?" Esther said, "I stunned them and tied them up in the living room. Please come back quickly and settle your matter."

"I'll go back right away, you..." Emma stepped forward, planning to leave.

A gun suddenly hit Emma's back, and Emma's steps stopped.

"Please tell that friend of yours," John lowered his voice and held up the gun, "ask her to release my friend."

"Emma?" Esther frowned without waiting for Emma's next words.

"Esther." After a few seconds, Esther heard Emma's voice again, and then the voice on the other end of the phone became a man's voice.

"Emma Grossman is in my hands, I hope you can release my friends as soon as possible."

At this time, Ivan was standing in the stairwell of a certain building in the Taika community. It was such a coincidence that all the streets around here had a power outage.If he wanted to go upstairs, he had to rely on his own legs.

"Twelfth floor, Ivan," Ann said, "I think you'll die of exhaustion on the way."

"You did it on purpose." The red-haired young man said coldly, and then quickly walked upstairs.

"what?"

"You deliberately concealed the information about the adopted child," Ivan said, "Don't pretend to me that you just forgot."

"Oh," Ann smiled, "That's an insurance policy. I don't trust you. Do you really trust me completely?"

Ivan kept his mouth shut, and ran up the stairs, floor by floor.

"By the way," Ann said, "that wasn't a child. In Emma Grossman's memory, that guy was a woman in her 30s, almost 40, who had a disease that made her look like a child."

After taking a few heavy breaths, Ivan raised his head to look at the signs in the corridor, and then took out his mobile phone.

"Ha," Ann let out a meaningless exclamation after seeing the number Ivan dialed, "I'm looking for help outside the venue, Ivan, it's really surprising."

Lina, who had just dealt with the follow-up of Mount Sinai Medical Center's capture operation today, received a call. This was the hostage captured by Lancy Green today.

"Hello?" Lina tried hard to think of the handsome boy's name, "Mr. Bird."

"I'm sorry," the young man sounded like he was running, and Lina blushed a little when he heard his panting, "Excuse me, are you in charge of things like perverted murderers?"

Steve heard a bunch of complaints about Tony Stark from Fury, mixed in with an affair about Tony and a supermodel.

"Furry," Steve couldn't help interrupting the black director, "I think I should go back, it's getting late, and Natasha invited me to dinner."

"Dinner?" Fury asked casually, "Where did she ask you to have dinner?"

"The newly opened fast food restaurant diagonally across from the Avengers building." Steve replied.

Fury was silent for a moment: "I remember that she has taken you to this restaurant for dinner for a week."

Steve smiled: "The things in that store are quite good, even Tony praised them."

"Then I want to taste it, something even Tony Stark praised, that's..." Before Fury finished speaking, his attention was attracted by an agent.

"Lina," Fury said, "what are you doing in such a hurry? You've done everything I asked you to do?"

"Director!" Lina looked at Fury with bright eyes, "You must know a senior FBI agent?"

"What's wrong?" asked the black chief.

"Today's hostage, he said that he has two clues to the perverted killer. I hope I can contact the FBI and let them go there immediately. He said that he is near the killer's house."