The Third Winter Soldier

Late at night, at the entrance of the Caesar Hotel, two police officers were standing outside the cordon and chatting casually. At this time, there was a tall man with a scruffy beard and a baseball cap of an invisible color. The homeless man, carrying a taupe one-shoulder casual bag, slowly passed in front of them.

The tall and thin man among the two police officers raised his eyes upon hearing the sound. He casually glanced at the homeless man, then withdrew his eyes and continued chatting with his colleagues to kill the boring time on duty.

The tramp walked past the door of the Caesar Hotel and walked along the wall to a path next to the hotel. It was not so much a path as a gap, and its width was only enough for one person to enter sideways. He turned his head and looked at it casually. He took a quick glance, and all he could see was the police officer on duty at the entrance of the Caesar Hotel. The two didn't pay attention to him, so he turned sideways into the alley at this moment.

On the facade of this side of the hotel, there is an old-fashioned sliding wooden window on the first and second floors. However, because the distance from the neighboring building is too close, the lighting is affected. These two windows are almost useless and tightly closed. closed.

The homeless man looked up at the window on the first floor. The window was about the position of his neck. He stretched out his hand and tried to push and pull it. Then he pushed the window upwards forcefully. He pushed the window with his hand and easily flew up The window block, then, rolled over into the hotel.

There was a corridor light that didn’t look very bright in the hotel. There was a closed wooden door at the end of a not-so-long corridor. There were wooden doors of the same style as the wooden door on both sides of the corridor. On the side, the wooden door was slightly open, and he stepped lightly, slowly approaching the door.

In the room, a fat man was lying on the sofa with an ipad covering his chest. He looked up at the ceiling and kept moaning.

The homeless man withdrew his gaze, stepped across the door, and walked towards the door at the end of the corridor, just as he reached the door and reached out to open it.Suddenly, a questioning voice came from behind him: "Hey! Who are you?"

Behind him, the fat man held the door and looked at him suspiciously: "How did you get in?" As he spoke, he took off his shoes and walked towards him.

The homeless man was facing the wooden door without turning around. His eyes were fixed on the wooden door. After a few seconds, he turned the doorknob and rushed out.

"Ah! Police! Police! Help! There are bad guys!" Seeing him open the door and run away, the fat man immediately opened his mouth and shouted. At the same time, he chased after the homeless man.

The homeless cursed a low voice, and suddenly saw an old staircase, and he ran towards it.

The police officers outside the hotel heard the noise and ran in one after the other, only to see the fat boss Caesar pointing at the door panting, saying, "You guys, didn't you see it? A man... a man... a bad guy ,terrible!"

The tall and thin man frowned and said, "What? We didn't see anyone!"

"What did you see? What happened?" another officer asked.

"I saw one, one, a black villain, is it that the wanted criminal is here again? Is he here to trouble me?" Caesar looked at them in fear, and asked repeatedly.

The two police officers looked at each other, shrugged, and the tall and thin man said to Caesar, "Okay, buddy, I think you're too nervous, take it easy, that guy has already escaped, and it's impossible to show up again."

"Yes, maybe you should have a good night's sleep. Some people can't sleep if they want to sleep!" Another police officer comforted him, and patted him on the shoulder while talking. "Have a good rest!"

Caesar swallowed and said hesitantly, "But..."

"You must have read it wrong! We have been at the door, and no one has entered the hotel! There is no one else here except you!" said the tall and thin man.

"I..." Caesar wanted to say something more, but seeing the impatient expressions of the two police officers, he could only sigh, and without saying anything, turned back silently to his room on the first floor.

The two police officers watched him enter the room, and the tall and thin man shook his head and said, "Poor man, I think he was frightened by what happened yesterday! You know that when I got here, he was holding Agent Edgar all the time." He refused to let go of his hand and appeared to be frightened by the gunfire from the Secret Service."

"It's not uncommon for normal people to encounter such a situation. It's not uncommon for a suspicious person like him to go to bed tomorrow. Maybe he'll be fine." Another policeman shook his head, "Okay, let's go out! I don't like this The smell of the broken house, it feels like everything is rotting!"

On the second floor of the stairs, the homeless man squatted on the steps and watched quietly through the gap between the railings. It was not until the two police officers left the hotel and returned to their previous duty positions that he stood up and turned to look at the second floor. After a long time, He lifted his foot and walked towards the second floor.

There is a cordon at the stairway on the second floor, not far away, there is also a cordon hanging at the door of a room, and the floor in the corridor is full of all kinds of sundries and garbage, which makes this place more like a place that has not been seen for a long time. Abandoned houses where people live.

The homeless man bent down to pass under the cordon. After entering the corridor, he noticed that the door of a room at the end of the corridor was also blocked by a cordon. He focused his gaze on the room closest to him. The door was wide open, which allowed him to enter the room blocked by the cordon without much effort.

The room had been inspected several times by the FBI and LAPD during the day, and apart from the hotel's infrastructure, there was nothing else about the previous occupants of the room.So, when the homeless man entered, he looked at the room as if no one had ever lived in it, with a look of anticipation on his face. He stood in the middle of the room with his hips on his hips and looked around. His eyes fell on the bed. After thinking for a while, he walked to the bed, lifted the mattress with one hand, searched the bottom of the mattress with his eyes, squinted his eyes slightly, and lightly buckled the corner of the mattress with his fingers for a while, and suddenly pressed the corner of the mattress with force. A hole was torn open, and something fell out of it.

He put down the mattress, leaned over to pick up the thing, sighed, and whispered to himself, "Bucky, I'll find you."

Three days later, New York.

Lilith followed behind Rosen expressionlessly, got off his private helicopter, looked at the simple-designed lakeside villa in front of her, and inadvertently twitched the corner of her mouth.

Rosen gestured to the captain of the helicopter, then watched the helicopter take off and flew away, then smiled and said to Lilith, "Welcome to Nemo Manor."

Nemo Group, Nemo Aviation, Nemo Manor... Lilith glanced at him. Out of respect for her employer, she didn't complain about Rosen's idea of ​​naming, and silently followed him off the lawn and walked towards the villa.

When Lilith entered the villa and suppressed her instinctive dislike, she felt that she really respected Rosen [-]%.She looked around, looking at the interior decoration that was completely different from the exterior of the villa, like seeing a schizophrenic person, who would have thought that under the stylish and simple exterior, the interior was actually piled up with baroque-style luxury elements, It's just... well, she decided to keep silent.

"I think, you should like this room." Rosen smiled and led her up to the second floor, and pushed open the first room upstairs. He stood by the door without moving, and just stretched out his hand to signal to Lily Si went in to see for herself.