[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Resurrected from the Dead

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened. The originally clear sky was covered by layers of silver-gray clouds. A heavy rain was coming. On the road leading to the main city of New York, the traffic gradually converged into a long queue, winding on the road. superior.Under the hazy sky, in the high-rise New York City, the densely packed cars with bright red taillights on the road are like countless pairs of strange eyes waiting for something with bated breath.

In the traffic flow, the car driven by Wolverine was also blocked in the passage into the city. His face was as cloudy as the sky at the moment, his eyes were fixed on the red taillights of the vehicle ahead, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, revealing that he was not very happy at the moment. Feeling.

Anne leaned against the car window glass and closed her eyes to rest tiredly. She used her thoughts to resist the heavy drowsiness that came from time to time. The whole day, the three of them were running around looking for Eric and the children. They took New York City as the center and walked around The enclosure expanded the search area until there was no time to continue the search. The three decided to temporarily stop the search, and agreed to continue the search that was not completed today.Anne doubts whether Eric has some special way of invisibility, so that they get nothing. As far as Caliban's perception ability is improved after Odyssey medicine, unless Eric takes the children far enough, Otherwise, completely imperceptible situations are impossible.

Annie opened her eyes, looked at the motionless traffic ahead, and said softly, "I think... after Eric took out all the locators from the children, perhaps, he didn't go very far."

"It's impossible!" Caliban, who looked depressed, heard Anne's words, and suddenly said excitedly: "Then why can't I find them!?"

Wolverine raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror. In the mirror, Caliban's eyes were reddish, and there was a hint of annoyance on his excited face. He slowly turned his gaze out of the car again.

"Caliban, calm down, I'm not negating your efforts." Annie leaned on the back of the car seat and turned to look at him. "It seems that we cannot rule out the possibility that he used special methods to avoid tracking. Besides, It's not realistic for him to travel far with so many children, so..."

Caliban showed a look of grievance, and said, "You mean, you don't need me anymore, right?"

Annie sighed, not quite understanding why he thought of this aspect, she shook her head and said, "No, no, Caliban, don't get me wrong, okay?"

"If Eric uses your so-called special method to become invisible, my abilities will be completely useless. No matter how hard you search, it will be impossible to find them. In other words, I am useless!" Caliban lowered his head , gently buckled the seat with one hand, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "However, you are right, we have traveled far enough in one day today, and with my range of perception, it is almost the same as New York City. I have scanned all the places within the five-hour driving circle, but still can't find it, so...you can't just think that they have traveled very far..."

"You've done a good job!" Wolverine said suddenly. "Whether the old man went or did something weird, it has to be found out."

Caliban stared blankly at the silhouette of Wolverine for a long time after hearing this, and said, "Thank you, Logan, I feel better now." He thought of something, and added: "I don't blame you .”

Anne glanced at Caliban suspiciously, and asked, "Is there any problem with you two?"

Caliban nodded, looked at Wolverine solemnly, smiled slightly, and said with a trace of nostalgia in his smile: "It's actually nothing, Logan may not remember."

Wolverine coughed and said angrily, "It's just a broken cup!"

"Ah! You actually remember? Yes, that's right, I'm talking about my favorite mug!" Caliban smiled in surprise, his depression was swept away by Wolverine's words, his face was full of Moved, "I didn't expect you to know what I said, I really didn't expect it, it's too unbelievable, Logan, thank you for remembering."

Wolverine didn't pay attention to him, and just snorted in disgust. At the same time, his fingers tapped the steering wheel a few times, his face was full of gloomy expressions, but Annie, who was sitting beside Wolverine, noticed I noticed that although he seemed to be indifferent to Caliban's words and had a bad complexion, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up a little later, and a flash of happiness flashed across his smiling eyes. A touch of guilt.

Annie looked at Wolverine quietly. This was not the first time she saw the kindness and softness in his heart from this man with rough appearance and rough style. She reached out and gently placed his hand holding the gear lever superior.

Wolverine turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow slightly.

Annie smiled and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, did you break Caliban's favorite mug?"

Wolverine didn't answer, but turned around uncomfortably, looking straight ahead.

"That's right! But I don't blame Logan anymore." Caliban said.

Wolverine remained silent, and after a while, he suddenly said to the rearview mirror, "I'll pay you for a new one."

Caliban obviously didn't expect Wolverine to say that, looked at him with some surprise, after a while, and said: "Well, actually, I don't need it, I have a quilt, it was given to me by Tony, and it has Iron Man's head on it, To be honest, although it’s not as good as my previous one, it’s still pretty, um, it’s really pretty!”

"I'll pay you back." Wolverine said it again in a bad tone, emphasizing the word "I".

Annie snorted and said, "Caliban, do you like mugs with paws on them?"

"What? Claws?" Caliban looked at Annie in confusion, "Ah, you mean..." He pointed to the back of his hand, "The one in Logan's hand? Uh..."

Annie nodded and said, "If you don't like it, you can actually print it as something else, such as Logan's avatar?"

Caliban looked at Anne in shock and said, "Logan's head?"

"Otherwise, your own avatar?" Annie thought for a while and said with a smile.

Caliban involuntarily looked at Logan who was silent, hesitated for a while, and said, "If, I mean if it's possible, I think it would be cuter to have little Laura's head printed on the cup."

Before Annie could answer, she heard Wolverine sneer, started the car, and drove towards Stark Tower with the slowly advancing traffic.

Caliban was silent for a long time, and said cautiously: "Actually, the claws are pretty good!"

Wolverine turned his head and glanced at him, and said lightly: "Do you think I'm idle?"

"Okay, okay, whatever... Anyway, it's just a cup!" Caliban stammered, and after a while, he muttered, "However, the portrait of Little Laura will definitely great!"

"Caliban, shut up!" Wolverine said angrily as he drove.

Annie looked at Caliban, deliberately changed the subject, and said, "We will come to you tomorrow morning!"

Caliban nodded.

After Annie and Wolverine sent Caliban back to Stark Tower, they packed some food on the side of the road and went back to the small apartment. As soon as they entered the door, they were a little confused by the two children sitting in the living room. Daze.

On the sofa, Riktor sat quietly, holding a glass of milk in one hand and stretching the other hand, and Laura sat beside him, disinfecting the wound on his arm.

"Rick?" Annie looked at him in astonishment, "You weren't taken away by Eric?"

"No, he escaped back!" Laura raised her head and said to her with a stern face.

The author has something to say: As of 8:50, the current favorites of the captain and Bucky are 10:10.Well, according to this rhythm, do I have to write two articles at the same time? ┐(′-｀)┌