[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

His rhetoric seems to be watertight, but Vivienne always feels that there is a weird feeling everywhere about this matter.In order to verify her feeling, she tried to make a second request:

"Then I have to call Steve."

"Success." Rumlow shrugged nonchalantly: "Just make your phone call, no one will stop you."

Only then did Vivienne breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that she was thinking too much, but as soon as she dialed the phone, the familiar mechanical female voice on the other side of the receiver answered "The user you called has turned off the phone", which made her feel cold Halfway through.

"What's the matter?" Rumlow saw that Vivienne's expression was not right, and asked, "Can't get through?"

"He turned off the phone..." Vivienne looked at Rumlow in panic while holding her mobile phone, that expression directly made Rumlow's heart tighten, thinking that her plan had been exposed, but Vivienne felt at a loss The facts obviously don't match any plan in his mind:

"Steve said it would always be on!"

Rumlow secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if she really found out the truth so quickly, he would not be a Hydra, he has no future, and he can't even fool a little girl from a decent family. Her hair: "You just think too much, Weiwei, relax, and don't take men's promises seriously—except for me."

Vivian's brain circuit immediately connected to another rather strange direction: "Aren't you a man?"

Rumlow took a deep breath before he could barely suppress the yellow accent that almost blurted out: "Don't say this to others casually."

"En." Vivienne realized the ambiguity of this sentence belatedly, and blushed in reply: "Got it."

Rumlow suddenly softened his heart.

She didn't know anything, so she was kept in the dark by them and placed under house arrest, cutting off all contact with the outside world.Not to mention that Vivienne has just grown up, and suddenly she is in such a strange environment where people are not familiar with her. She has no relatives, no one who can take care of her, no one who can talk to her, just thinking about it It makes people feel pitiful.

So that afternoon, Rumlow approached the undercover staff of Hydra from the technical department, and SHIELD was turned into a sieve under their infiltration: "Is it possible to synthesize images here? It needs to be finer, The kind that won't be recognized."

"You are questioning our ability." The technician pushed the glasses: "As long as there is a real person's video data as a reference, we will fix it for you in minutes, and guarantee that even I can't tell the real from the fake."

"Sure, let's synthesize an image of Natasha Romanov." Rumlow thought about it, and ordered: "I'll give you what Romanov might say in this image later, and you can synthesize it accordingly. But the time should not be too long, creating the illusion of 'busy with tasks and no time to communicate'."

The technician immediately agreed: "No problem, but what are you going to use it for, Captain Rumlow?"

"It's useful." Rumlow said vaguely. After all, the only thing he knew about Vivienne's house arrest so far was only the Special Forces. No, we can only take one step at a time, and wait until Pierce and the others really think about using Vivienne to blackmail Black Widow, but find that she is gone:

"Hurry up, I will use it in a few days."

The next day, the video data appeared in his internal mailbox.Rumlow transferred the video to the mobile phone, and turned on the option to automatically transfer to the local video when there is no network. Time to release the fake video to fool people.

On the way to Vivienne's room with this video file and his dedicated mobile phone, he met Rollins, his vice-team: "Captain, where are you going?"

Rumlow was embarrassed to tell the truth, and wanted to continue lying to fool people out of conscience, so he said vaguely, "Go and send something to the technical department."

Rollins immediately sorted out the several documents in his hand: "Excuse me, captain, please run a few more steps, I have several documents to send, the direction of the technical department and the field team are opposite, I really don't want to run two trip."

Rumlow, who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot: "...it will be done."

I have to say that his plan was quite successful at the beginning - note, it was the beginning.

Vivian looked at the image of the red-haired woman projected in the air in surprise. After all, caring is chaotic, and she didn't find anything wrong at first: "Nata, are you okay?"

"Shh, Weiwei, I'm fine." The fictional image of Natasha smiled at her comfortingly: "It's not convenient for me to communicate now, so let me briefly tell you about the situation, I'll ask Rumlow to pick you up Yes, it seems that I received it? That’s good, you should be good recently, don’t go out often, just tell him if you need anything.”

The light in Vivian's eyes dimmed all of a sudden: "...um."

This brief "communication" ended quite quickly, and Rumlow thought he had dispelled all of Vivian's doubts, so he went out with the "great meritorious service" image and mobile phone.As a result, he was halfway there when he realized that he had left the documents in Vivienne's room and had to go back to get them quickly. As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, he heard Vivienne crying.

Her intermittent crying seemed to be stuffed in something, and there was a door through it, so it couldn't be heard clearly, but the helplessness and pain contained in her crying were undoubted, and Rumlow rushed to the door. The door went in, did not wait for her to open the door, asked:

"Why are you crying, who bullied you?"

Vivian raised her head from the pillow.She covered her crying with her tears on the pillow, so the snow-white and soft cloth had a big tear stain, which couldn't be covered:

"—Where is Nata?"

Rumlow's heart skipped a beat: "Isn't that the one who just talked to you?"

"Don't deal with me with that set of nonsense, Rumlow, don't fool me for being a fool again, I want to be honest." Vivian looked at him with desperate despair:

"That's not Nata at all, Nata wouldn't talk to me in that tone."

Rumlow still didn't understand how he revealed himself: "How does she usually talk to you?"

"Anyway, I was never asked to be obedient and not to move, nor would I say it was inconvenient."

Rumlow immediately felt a little guilty, and still insisted on defending: "Special cases are treated specially. Think about her work, maybe she is in danger now, so it is difficult to communicate with you more?"

"She won't!" Vivian retorted: "If she was really busy with work, she wouldn't contact me, so I didn't doubt it before, but as long as she connected to my communication, she wouldn't perfunctory me I've seen the dress on her before. It's the combat uniform issued by you agents. I remember that there was a hole in the neckline of her combat uniform, which was very unsightly. So she changed it later, but Why does this dress still appear in the video? Rumlow, you have to be more careful when you fake it!"

Rumlow locked the door behind her and sat beside her bed: "Okay, thank you for reminding me, next time I will definitely make it more similar."

"You..." Vivienne was so angry that she couldn't even complete her sentence. She had cried just now, and the little blush in the corners of her eyes made her look both bright and charming and pitiful. She poked Rum bitterly. Lo's chest accuses:

"Slick liar! Bad guy!"

But the accusation didn't seem to have any effect, and Rumlow laughed as if he had heard some particularly funny joke: "When did I say that I am a good person?"

He felt quite oppressive when he leaned over. Under his staring eyes, Vivian hugged her pillow and leaned back, retreating all the way to the wall: "I don't want to stay here, I want to go out, I want See Nata, if it doesn't work, let Tonks and Delphi pick me up!"

"You mean those witches far away in England?" Rumlow heard these two names quite familiar. He didn't know that Vivienne didn't know anything, so he simply gave the vest that the two were trying to cover tightly. Picked it up:

"Don't think about it, they are in danger."

Vivienne suddenly fell silent, which made Rumlow suddenly feel a little unspeakable guilt. He was not a particularly patient person, and when he was alone in the room with Vivienne, his evil fire surged up: "You Be obedient, okay? If I want to do something to you, I have done it long ago, and I need to protect you like this?! Do you know how many people are trying to find you outside to force Romanov to surrender himself?"

He just spoke a little louder.If it were the agents of Hydra and Aegis, this would not pose any threat at all, and it would not be scary at all. As a result, he never expected that Vivienne burst into tears.

Unlike the previous crying when she stuffed herself in the pillow, now she just sat there with her eyes downcast and silently crying. This kind of silent crying made people feel more distressed.The long eyelashes were full of crystal drops of water, covering the pair of blue eyes, and the continuous tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, across the cheeks and into the collar, and soon the piece of fabric was soaked Limp on her slender neck, she completely lost the momentum of confronting Rumlow just now.

"...Don't cry." Almost at the moment when he saw her tears, Rumlow's mood calmed down, and he scratched his hair irritably, trying to control his mind so that there should not be any things that should not appear in his mind , such as "she will look better when she cries in other places", such yellow waste, softened her voice and coaxed:

"It's all my fault, don't cry, okay?"

Vivienne ignored him, and even turned her head to the other side, simply not wanting to see his face.

Rumlow felt a little at a loss now, after all, Vivienne had never shown such an obvious emotion of not wanting to see someone.She has always been so tender and lively, as if nothing in the world could make her sad or sad, so this situation is a first-class emergency.

He sighed deeply, feeling that a woman's heart is on the bottom of the sea, why is it so difficult to say something to make her happy:

"...After your Nata comes back, I promise not to do anything to her first, okay? Don't cry."

Only then did Vivian raise her eyes to look at him, choked up and said, "I don't want your guarantee, and you can't do it."

Rumlow got closer again and asked, "How do you know I can't do it?"

"Are you guys going to fight?" Vivian asked in a low voice, "Who are you guys? Why do you have to stand on the opposite side of Nata?"

"Then how can you be sure that Romanov's side is completely correct?" Rumlow said sophistry: "We are just trying to make this world a better place."

"Rumlo, you're lying to me again." Vivian lowered her head, looked at the pillow in her arms, looked at her nails, but didn't look at him:

"Nobody goes after completely unrelated people who are on their side to make the world a better place."