[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

When Steve arrived at the SHIELD base, Anna had been locked up for 9 hours.

The black cotton skirt on her body was a little wrinkled, and her exposed wrists were white. She sat quietly at the desk and did her homework.

It seemed Stark was needless to worry.

—maybe a little different from others, but she was a good boy, and she saved me.

——The child seems to be quite fragile. When you see her, pay attention to the way she speaks, and don't mention the past.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she turned her head to look over, and Steve noticed that her face was abnormally pale.

He walked over to look at the notes on the table, the neat and delicate handwriting, and wanted to compliment her on the beauty of the handwriting, but when he saw the content clearly, he stopped talking.

In the notebook, one word at a time, neatly and neatly, starting from the year I remembered, I wrote down everything I have experienced so far.

Steve frowned at the surveillance cameras.

Behind the monitoring, Simmons and others sat around: "Sir, maybe Gary is talking nonsense. We have seen the brainwashing level of Hydra. Gary's consciousness has gone crazy. Anna may just be framed casually. After all, the surveillance data , no one really saw."

Daisy agreed, and looked at the girl in the surveillance with some distress: "Whether she is performing emergency missions or accepting our investigation, she is very cooperative, it seems that there is no concealment."

Coulson flipped through the first note, which was Anna's childhood experience before she was ten years old. Although the logic was intermittent, the authenticity was not bad.

"You can let her go back." He put down his notes and looked at the surveillance screen, "Remember to collect a blood sample before leaving."

Steve leads Anna out of the room.

Simmons came over with a medical kit and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry Anna, we need some of your blood for biometric testing."

Anna nodded, and was about to show her arms in cooperation.

Steve held her by the shoulder and looked at the needle equipment in Simmons' hands. "You have no right to do this. Tell Phil that he should not focus on this aspect. Anna is just a child."

Simmons was caught between a rock and a hard place.

Anna took the initiative to pull up her sleeves, stretched out her arms, and explained to Steve, "It's okay, sir, the blood will be drawn quickly."

Steve was a little surprised. According to Tony, there is something wrong with Anna. If the blood test will definitely be found, then he will not be able to take it away casually.Ana didn't seem worried about that, though.

Simmons stepped forward to draw blood, filling three glass tubes.

Anna covered her bleeding mouth, said goodbye to Simmons, and followed Steve to board the plane.

It seems that it is not too close to New York. The flight lasted for nearly an hour. Anna was a little sleepy and pecked at the rice several times. When she fell into a coma again, there was a sound of thunder close to her ears. She suddenly woke up and sat up straight.

There was a lot of movement. Steve, who was driving, turned his head to look at her. Later, he switched to automatic control, left the driver's seat, walked to sit next to her, and patted his shoulder to indicate that he could lean on her. "Sleep if you are sleepy."

Anna shook her head, her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke, soft and sugary, "Thank you today."

She didn't ask him why he came, and she didn't complain about any grievances. The temperature in the high-altitude flight room was very low. She was shivering in the knee-length cotton skirt, and she was still saying thank you.

Steve's heart softened instantly.

He has seen many abnormal phenomena, he has seen evil gods, and he has seen killers who want to be good people.

The good and evil of life will not be determined by its innate and acquired attributes. No matter where Anna comes from or what abnormal abilities she has, in his eyes, she is still just a child.

Steve took off his coat and put it on Anna, "If you want to thank me, make a bowl of mushroom soup."

Anna was slightly taken aback, her fingers touched the residual body heat on the thin cotton jacket, "There are no more mushrooms at home," she whispered.

Steve looked at her for a while, "Want to go to the supermarket?"

**

The plane landed on the top floor of the Stark Building. Hill waited in front of the door and handed over a car key, "Boss asked you to take you home directly. The school has a long vacation."

After speaking, he took a look at the young girl who was following him. She had a small face, and looked at the captain suspiciously with dark blue eyes. Her long hair was fluffy and soft, sticking softly to her cheeks. She looked underage, making people unconsciously protective.

Steve took the key, "Leave?"

Hill withdrew his gaze, "Boss thinks Miss Anna should rest at home."

Steve nodded, took Anna's hand naturally, and took her to the elevator.

Don't let go until you get in the car.

Stark's expensive trot has never been so slow in his life. The captain's driving skills seem to be unskilled, and he may deliberately slow down the pace.

It was past nine o'clock at night, the street was brightly lit, and the night breeze left the bustle behind. Through a thin cotton coat, Anna's fingers hidden in the sleeves were tightly clasped, wrapping the warmth between her fingers into her palm.

After returning home, she took a hot shower and changed into thicker clothes. She picked up the captain's coat and was about to go out. She walked to the door, turned back, and put down the clothes.

There is my own cold sweat on the clothes, wash them and return them.

When he opened the door, the team leader was already waiting outside, with a full supermarket shopping bag at his feet.

Seeing the door open, he bent down to pick up the bag, and said with a smile, "It's all there."

Anna's eyes dimmed, as if she hadn't met her expected expectations, but she quickly withdrew her emotions and stepped aside to invite someone in.

Steve put the ingredients on the dining table, and watched Anna move them into the refrigerator one by one melancholy. After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to understand something.

He walked over to help put the unfinished steak into the top freezer, smelling cold milk.There are no ingredients in the freezer, but the milk is neatly stacked in rows, which is a healthy hobby.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?" He sat by the dining table and watched Anna heat the milk pot.

"Go back to school." She answered with her back.

"Is it okay?" Steve watched her sullenly washing mushrooms.

Anna filled up the ingredients, stared at the gurgling thick white soup base, and hummed as if she just remembered it after a long time.

Steve propped his elbows on the table with a relaxed posture, "Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow night. Should school be closed on Friday tomorrow?"

Anna paused for a while, then turned around, her deep blue eyes were filled with a bowl of sparkles, and she asked in a low voice, "Is that okay?"

She did a good job this time, whether it was the self-report of her childhood experience required by SHIELD or the blood test, there were no loopholes.As for the testimony of Minister Gary, if there is no real evidence to correspond, everyone will not doubt it very deeply.

Nobody knew anything bad about her except Mr. Stark.

Steve looked at her, and although he didn't understand the meaning of the phrase "Can you?", he still replied gently: "Of course."

Seeing that the other party's mood improved obviously, Steve's mood also improved. At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket started to vibrate, and he got up and went to the balcony to answer the call.

It was late at night, and the air seemed to be particularly fresh in the high floor. Steve answered the phone and heard the phone say, "Kids, what an exciting day."

He took a look at the phone, only to find that it belonged to Anna—he took it from Phil and forgot to return it to her.

But the voice on the phone.

He helplessly replied, "Tony, haven't you slept yet?"

There was a moment of silence over there, "It's 11:30 now."

There was a strong aroma of food in the air, Steve turned his head and glanced at the lights in the room, "Yes."