[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

Aerys spent her first night in another world in a simple hotel.

Along the stone-built road, which inexplicably occupies a small corner in her memory, the street lights are flickering, probably thinking that the King's District is about to fall asleep at this time.

In the dead of night, Aerys, who was afraid of the dark, didn't dare to wander outside.After going around, she finally settled on a private hotel that was about to close.Looking back at the road that was hidden in the darkness when she came back, this forced her to touch the window on the first floor of the hotel lightly and familiarly.

When she used her small ability to open the window latch and flitted into the room lightly like a bird, the curtain accidentally scraped by the floor raised a cloud of dust, and Aerys sneezed unexpectedly. , She reacted and covered her mouth quickly, but the dust was floating in the air profusely, and she was a normal human being who needed to breathe, and a series of coughing sounds quietly appeared in the room.When she wiped off the tears stimulated by the physiological reaction on her face, and looked at the environment carefully and sullenly, when she heard the abnormal noise in the next room, she seemed to realize something.Under the cover of these movements, she didn't need to be so careful.

"This room seems to be the standard room of this hotel?" Iris's face was indescribably tangled, "What kind of standard room is this!"

Looking at the quilt with gaudy colors and the same style of sheets with disgust, she couldn't help but miss the uniform standard express hotel, anyway, the quilts and sheets there looked very professional.

Well, now she has no choice.

At any rate, she arrived at the safe haven, and the moment Aerys' hair touched the pillow, she was very sleepy.

Pulling the quilt she had been disgusted with just a moment ago, she buried her whole body in it.Before falling asleep, what she smelled seemed to be the smell of green grass and the warmth of the sun.

"We have to wait until tomorrow to talk about everything now."

"Oh, thank goodness Captain you are finally back."

Agent Hill, who had only met once, was playing a guest role as a security guard of the building at the moment. She stood rigorously at the gate of S.H.I.E.L.D., her straight suit without wrinkles.Hill had been waiting here, and what had happened a few hours earlier had forced her to do so.

"What happened?" Captain America stepped forward, and the infrared sensor door opened automatically, and he walked in front of Hill.As if he was in a hurry, the agent, who was always rigorous and abiding by the rules when getting along with each other, then half-turned his body to signal him to keep up with the pace.Steve pursed his lips and looked at her seriously.

"The Rubik's Cube has been stolen. Hawkeye and Professor Selvig seem to be under hypnotic control and are currently missing." After a simple greeting, the two remained silent until the elevator reached a high enough level.Looking from the transparent elevator, elites from all walks of life come and go in the originally orderly office area, and there are occasional noisy disputes.

"Cosmic Rubik's Cube?"

"About this...captain, you can understand after watching the surveillance video."

"In the last century, Howard Stark has been dedicated to salvaging the wreckage of the airship from the vast sea." Captain America watched the video in silence, especially after the Rubik's Cube appeared, Steve's expression was not so friendly .The red-haired agent shrugged, and stepped on his high heels to take down a paper bag from the file rack behind him, "To be precise, he's salvaging you, cap. Stark has no doubts about your possible survival."

"So when they were looking for me, they 'accidentally' found this thing?" Steve took over the highly confidential file from her, which recorded all the information about the Rubik's Cube falling into Aegis. The information after the game and the direction of follow-up research. "Ms. Romanov, HYDRA used it to develop many advanced weapons, and as probably the only soldier alive who has faced it head-on, I have to say, they are really, really scary."

"I don't know what this is, cap." Natasha's tone seemed to be complaining, but she couldn't tell from the smile that was always on her face, "You know, I just returned from a disguise mission. Called back, before getting the information."

"It shouldn't have been salvaged," Steve said, looking at the weapons in the video to deal with the sudden intruders. "In this day and age, they're just better... more lethal."

Natasha raised her head and looked at the soldier, and the emotions in the eyes of the two expressed their thoughts well.

So the captain reached a consensus with the black widow.

"My goodness, if my memory is not mistaken, this room wasn't there last night..."

In the early morning, there was no need for the cartoon alarm clock beside the bed set by Iris. The black woman with a plump body who seemed to be the owner of the hotel brutally turned the key and pushed the door open. The "squeak" sound could not wake Aerys, and then the lady became aware of her presence.You must know that anyone who has to tidy up a room early in the morning when a few young couples have used the room for one night will be so irritable. The neighbor said that she has complained like this for more than ten years.

What's more, in recent years, this lady has been precariously facing a mid-life crisis.

There is also such an uninvited visitor.

Aerys responded by throwing the pillow hard at the sound.

So the quilt was lifted by the furious madam whose temper was completely ignited.

Aerys flinched, finally waking up with her arms and calves exposed to the still cold morning air.

She sat up expressionlessly, her eyes were obscure, and she couldn't control the churning emotions.

Before the live-action version of Magic Riot was about to be performed, a less terrifying voice sounded from the direction of the hotel proprietress, helping her regain her balance.

"Are you... Jane Noel? Oh, Jenny said you went to your father's boarding school, and I haven't seen you for several years." The hesitant looking up and down made Iris feel a little uncomfortable, But for some reason, she held back and looked at the lady with unfocused eyes.She was reflected in those eyes, the proprietress thought.

"You said...my father?" The extremely polite tone didn't quite resemble the girl in front of her.

"Yes, that's right, it is said that she is a very good teacher?" The proprietress put away the previous expression of wanting to eat Iris, and at the moment she is like a kind and capable housewife. "No, honey, how did you get in?"

Aerys was fully awake, and she opened her mouth, but the tongue she was so proud of could not tell a lie at this time.Her body was telling her that she couldn't lie to the proprietress.

Not limited by any weird abilities, what Aerys perceives from her is warmth and love.

"But before you're ready to tell me your little secret, do you need a cup of hot cocoa?"

The door of the room was closed, Aerys sat on the bed, and she was the only one left in the room.

Aerys' thoughts faltered.Judging from the owner's words, she seems to be treated as another person?

But it would not be such a coincidence, that Jane Noel had the same appearance as her, and her surname was also a terrible coincidence.

Iris felt that her mind was empty and she couldn't think of anything. The vague emotions and memories hidden in the mist were driving her crazy.It's not that she believes in this plain lady, but that she deeply believes in her own judgment.

It took a lot of effort for Iris to get herself out of that state temporarily, and she recovered a little bit, with a firm idea in her heart.

She cannot be exposed, at least not now.

"Jane, uh, I mean, how are you doing recently?" In the kitchen on the second floor, the proprietress prepared simple sandwiches and a cup of steaming cocoa for Iris.Lips pressed against the wall of the cup, Aerys took small sips of the ironed hot cocoa.Waking up in the morning without eating anything, the coffee-colored drink in the cup exudes warmth, and the heat spreads to the limbs along with the blood vessels.

Aerys sat on the wooden chair a little cautiously, and looked up at her when she heard the question.

"Aunt...?" She tentatively asked, seeing that the proprietress had no special reaction, she continued, "It's still the same...there is nothing to say."

In order to enhance her credibility, she lowered her eyes slightly, tightly guarding the mug with both hands, with erratic eyes.The poor little appearance immediately made the proprietress stop talking.She was a little annoyed why she asked the little girl such a question that obviously brought up bad memories.

"Father, he doesn't like me." Seeing this, Aerys analyzed in his heart, and continued the conversation logically.But at the mention of this title, she still inevitably paused, "I... have nowhere to go."

"Okay, good girl, don't talk about it." Although there are still many doubts, especially about how the girl entered the room, the proprietress still has doubts, but now is not the time to talk about these.For her, no matter what, this is the girl she watched growing up, "Auntie's place is always open to you as before, it doesn't matter how long you live, can you stay?"

"...Okay." Iris said gratefully, ignoring the strange fluctuation in her heart.She suddenly mustered up her courage, and her voice was slightly louder than before, "Auntie, can you call me Iris...I don't like that name."

The air in the early morning is chilly, let alone in the sky, and the icy wind makes people unable to keep their eyes open.

Steve had just boarded the imposing Helicarrier, and he followed Agent Coulson who couldn't stop chatting with him along the way, his expression frozen in shock when the mothership lifted off.

Then he could only hand over the ten dollars in his hand to Director Nick.

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