[Comprehensive] Daily life of superheroes

When Ke Ke came back after paying the rent, she saw Tony sitting on the floor reading the materials, with the pages of materials scattered all over the place.

Steve and Rocky really got into a fight later, Rocky was not fit for hand-to-hand combat after all, after a few scuffles, Steve threw him to the bottom of the bed.

So Ke Ke saw that her little bed was shaking violently even though there was no one on it, and from time to time a black or silver tabby cat's tail would come out from under it, and then quickly retracted.

If the landlady hadn't taken the money and left and stayed a little longer, all the lies would have been exposed by this group of troublemakers.

She rested her forehead and sighed, squatted down to tidy up the documents Tony had dropped, and put them back into the folder.

"Who is this?" Tony pressed the Charles Xavier's information on the pad, and when Coco received it, he asked, "Why don't I know it?"

"There are so many powerful people, how can I know all of them." Ke Ke took a look, "He is not in the Avengers."

"It looks like a dangerous person." Tony stroked his beard with a kitten hand, "Mind control, you can destroy an army casually."

"Indeed." Coco also put this piece of paper into the folder, "He has special abilities, but if it is the same as Loki's situation, his strength should have been greatly weakened before he fell into the hands of cats."

"Makes sense."

Ke Ke turned to stand up and face the two cats who were fighting under the bed, with her hands crossed on her waist: "You two!"

Her room was only cleaned in the morning, and now it is full of cat hair.

Loki got out first, and slid behind Coco like a fish. His bones ached from the beating, but his mocking expression remained unchanged: "If you're really good, kill me, Captain America."

The Norwegian Forest Cat was triumphantly looking at Mei Short, who was holding a breath, when suddenly the fur on the back of its neck tightened, and Ke Ke lifted it up.

"Stop making trouble." The little witch was furious and threw him out of the room.

Loki ate a big bowl of rejection, and sat alone outside the door.In the end, the cat put its hand on the door panel, as if it was about to slap, but it didn't, and didn't ask Ke Ke to let him in.

He chose to snort, then turned around and went back to the sofa to watch TV emotionally.

Inside, Ke Ke discussed with the two cats for a while and talked about the next rescue target.

"Loki is right." She thought, "Dr. Banner has been secretly transferred, but Thor is still in Brooklyn. Anyway, while there are no more than two people in that house, get Thor out first." .”

"Have you decided?" Steve saw her firm expression, "When will you leave?"

"Go tomorrow."

Returning to Lexington Avenue, the mood is very different.

The last time was to find out the bottom line, this time the real rescue plan was implemented, and it would be miserable to be caught if a mistake was made.

Ke Ke quietly fell into the courtyard, turned into a little hamster like last time, and slipped into the house.

Mrs. Fetter was not there.

Sophie, the maid, is making black tea in the kitchen with enthusiasm and joy.

Hot boiling water is poured into the snow-white bone china teapot, and light and graceful water vapor evaporates.

She was going to fetch small biscuits baked in the oven, served on a small gold-rimmed plate.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw a mouse running in through the door.

For Sophie who hates rats, there is no distinction between rats and hamsters in the concept, she only knows that such a dirty little animal has come into the kitchen that should be clean.

She widened her eyes, grabbed the kettle on the tray, and poured extremely hot tea on the cocoa.

If it is splashed, a layer of skin must be burned off.

In desperation, the little hamster regained its human body and jumped aside, narrowly avoiding the terrible hot water attack.

She was shocked by the maid's hostility towards the hamster, but there was no time to waste on unnecessary emotions. Before Sophie could scream, Coco pulled out her wand and lowered her voice to "petrify everything" to her.

It took a little effort to hide the real master after turning into Sophie's appearance. After finishing the work, she was about to tiptoe upstairs to check on Thor's situation. The sound of the key turning the door lock made her freeze at the stairs.

Someone is back.

Mrs. Fetter went in with a basket of vegetables, and when she saw Coco who was stiff all over, she was furious: "Are you being lazy again?"

She put the basket into the kitchen, and when she saw the tea dripping all over the floor, she complained even more: "Before you go out, I told you not to forget to deliver afternoon tea to Mr. Prince. Not only did I not deliver it now, but it was poured all over the floor!"

Coco's heart skipped a beat.

Bad luck.

The last time I came here, I vaguely heard that Prince told Mrs. Fett that he was going back to Washington, so why is he still here.

Before she had time to think deeply in the future, Mrs. Fetter's finger was about to poke into her skull, so she quickly admitted her mistake: "I just wanted to find a mop to wipe the floor..."

The housekeeper's wife's complaints filled both ears: "Sooner or later, persuade Mr. Prince to fire you, stand still!"

Coco had no choice but to follow suit. Seeing that Mrs. Fett was extremely efficient, she re-made a pot of tea, put it on the tray along with the biscuits, and handed it to herself with a dark face: "After sending it up, hurry down to work."

to go upstairs.Can be wished for.

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to find the place where Thor was held, but I didn't want the first room facing the stairs to be filled with people.

The door was not closed, and when I walked to the door, I saw the blond man working at his desk.

Ke Ke knocked on the door with one free hand: "Sir." Then he went in.

"Just put the tea in the old place, thank you." Prince buried his head in a pile of documents, and didn't have time to spare part of his gaze to the little maid. He just waved his hand slightly, signaling her to go out quickly.

It's a pity that she stood too far away and couldn't see the content of the documents in his hand.

But Ke Ke also has another purpose for coming here today. It is naturally best to deal with this gentleman quickly. Looking around, he saw the glass square table placed against the wall, and went to put down the tray: "Then I'm going downstairs."

It's a very normal sentence.

But he didn't know what kind of mystery was in it, Prince heard it and looked up at her.

The four eyes met, Ke Ke first lowered his head and quickly avoided his gaze.

"Sophie." Prince said, tapped the documents in hand on the table, aligned them neatly, and put them in the drawer under the table, "Pour me a cup of tea."

"...Yes." Coco's heartbeat was uncontrollable, and it gradually accelerated, pouring out black tea and bringing it to him, "Sir, please use it."

This time, what greeted her was no longer a polite thank you, but a suddenly raised arm.

Gun in hand.

"You're not Sophie."

With a "click", it was the man who slowly opened the safety lock, instantly pushing the tension to the highest point.

Coco only saw his black muzzle aiming at her.

Prince's tone was cold: "Who are you?"