Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

Lucy originally wanted to leave the White House, but after a second thought, she turned and returned to the vice president's office. When she opened the door, Steve was discussing with Luthor about the Celestial Eye, Asgardians and weapons. They saw When he reached her, he immediately stopped talking.

"Sorry, gentlemen, I can come back later." Lucy felt that she might have disturbed some confidential matter, and quickly closed the door.

Steve held her back: "It's okay, what's the matter?"

"Fisk Wilson, have you checked him?" Lucy felt a little regretful when she said that, she had asked Steve about Fisk three or four times in a row, and she didn't want Steve to feel that she was Do not trust him.

Steve motioned to Luther, and Luther immediately left the vice president's office.He came to the place where the secretary worked, but there was no one there, and the lady secretary hurried over stirring the freshly brewed coffee.

"You're fired," Luthor said, ignoring the secretary's watery eyes. "No one can enter that room without knocking, pack your things, and tell your next successor what I said."

The two people in the vice president's office don't know what kind of personnel changes have gone through outside, and Steve seems a little confused by Lucy's persistence.

"Lucy, in terms of prison design, we have split design. You participate in part, Luthor participates in part, and everyone else participates in part, but in the end only I know how it works." Steve said. Nobody can steal people from that place."

But Lucy looked embarrassed, but still wanted a definite answer.

Steve lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "What I'm telling you now is a breach of confidentiality, but you'll just trust me this once."

He took out a piece of paper and drew a schematic diagram: all the cryonic tanks were sealed and placed on the seabed through pipes. There was almost no oxygen supply below, and there was only one entrance, like a cylinder. Guards and patrols could not approach those Canned food, they can only be vigilant outside the glass that is more than ten meters thick.The prison is designed like an aquarium. If someone enters through that entrance, they may die in it due to insufficient oxygen supply. People take it out.

So Lucy was really relieved this time.

She leaves the White House, Bucky waits for her in the car, and they have to go to see Peggy in the nursing home together.

Halfway through the journey, Lucy said nonchalantly, "Do you think Steve is different from the one you knew before?"

"No." Bucky said without thinking, "Look at him, he is still going forward, serious, no sex life, how long has he been in Washington, he is the vice president, even if he is concerned about his reputation and cleanliness, he will not Be a monk."

Lucy rolled her eyes: "Don't worry about so much business, Bucky, he still misses his wife."

Bucky muttered to himself, "Yeah yeah. Death is the longest companionship."

Lucy narrowed her eyes and looked at her boyfriend: "You are suddenly so artistic, I don't know you at all."

Bucky made a hurt expression: "I'm so disappointed to hear you say that. In your eyes, am I just a stupid American young man who can't say a word of love and only knows how to do it?"

Lucy: "Sorry to interrupt, young American, do you have any plans for your 95th birthday party next year?"

Bucky: "..."

The Sky Eye Society quickly and silently carried out the handover and transition. All the people who had obeyed Amanda Waller looked at the new leader in front of them, and their stomachs were not filled with resentment, but gratitude.They are grateful that the current President of the United States has finally become a discerning person and sent them a benevolent leader.

Although there is no real evidence, some people always say that Amanda Waller probably killed more of her own people than the prisoners they held.

After listening to the reports from various departments, Steve finally had the key to access the highest-level files. He went to the depths of the secret room alone, and found a file that had been dusty for a long time. He opened the brown paper cover, and a piece of Lucy's The photo fell out. She was younger and more energetic, and there was no trace of disguise in her smile.Steve picks up the photo and sits behind the only table in the secret room. There is no modern equipment in the secret room, and the only electronic device is a lamp.Facing the dim light, Steve flipped through the files, which completely recorded all of Lucy's experiments.

The U.S. government has tried countless times to replicate the Captain America serum, or a variant of it.Lucy was the last recorded experimental subject. She went crazy after being injected with the serum. She was as restless as a guinea pig, and her attack power was high. In the end, they had to open her head to replace her memory.Lex Luthor grimly recorded this passage: "We almost succeeded, the replicating serum was fully integrated in Lucy Lang's body, but it affected her emotional perception, and we don't understand why. .Why did Captain America succeed, but everyone else failed? Is it true that, as rumored, Captain America has the most perfect character, so is the serum successful? This is really a mystery."

Steve closed the file, he sat blankly for a while, then suddenly stood up and overturned the table, using the destructive power of his powerful super soldier, he threw all the files in the entire secret room around like a hurricane, and will see All the papers he got were torn to shreds, all the file racks were thrown from one end of the room to the other, and the steel was easily bent by him. Finally, he stopped panting, clapped his hands, and dusted off the dust. As if nothing had happened, he tidied up his messy blond hair and became the respectable and amiable vice president in front of people again.

He picked up another dossier lying at his feet. It was newer, and the title "Project Babel" caught his attention.He flipped through the pages, as if he had found a new continent, and was attracted to it. He turned to the page of Clark Kent and read it carefully. A strange expression appeared on his face: "Son of Krypton?"

Wayne circled the room anxiously, waiting for the holographic video conference from the new leader of the Sky Eye Society.The video in the Batcave was connected, and when the video signal stabilized, Wayne could see the person on the opposite side clearly.

"Mr. Vice President." Wayne greeted the new leader of the Sky Eye Society.

"Should I call you Batman or Mr. Wayne on this occasion?" Steve looked at him with a smile, like a little boy who had discovered a big secret.

Bruce adjusted a leisurely posture: "It's just Wayne."

"I know that Amanda has done a lot of things in private, but your Babel project still shocked me. I didn't expect that there were so many aliens in the United States alone, and I didn't expect that you would Surveillance started." Steve poked at the pile of information on the table, "After careful consideration, I decided to oppose your surveillance plan, you have violated human rights."

Wayne glanced at Luther on the other end of the video. Luther lowered his head and played with his mobile phone. He didn't make any eye contact with Wayne. Wayne understood that Steve and Luther had probably had a round of discussions. And the ending is... Luthor has nothing to say.In front of the vice president, none of them have a voice.

Wayne has always maintained a high degree of curiosity about the vice president. He didn't think that an American soldier in the last century would be able to handle government affairs with ease, but the Superhero Registration Act made Wayne completely refresh his understanding of Steve. Jeff Rogers' cognition.Many senators felt that Steve Rogers' move to arrest members of Congress and force them to vote fundamentally undermined democracy, but who let Rogers catch a loophole in the rules of Congress?The blame can only be blamed on Congress itself.

"Our surveillance program is legal." Wayne said the Patriot Act recognized the existence of such behavior.

Steve reminds him: "The Patriot Act has been repealed. As an alternative surveillance program, I have decided to propose an alternative agreement, which will be initiated when I go to the United Nations to sign a new agreement on outer space. Regardless of race, creed, gender , age aliens, can enjoy their due rights in the United States."

Wayne's heart sank, rights and obligations are always equal, he waited for Steve's next words.

"As long as aliens born in the United States are regarded as American citizens, but if they are aliens who entered us illegally, I am sorry, and I will treat them as illegal immigrants."

"You want them to register?"

Steve asked back: "Mr. Wayne, don't you fill in your nationality on the entry card when you go abroad?"

"I won't cause panic by filling in that I am an American citizen, but aliens will. Obviously our culture is not open and inclusive to that level. Mr. Vice President, I ask you to consider, think about mutants, our national law passed The law on the protection of mutants was passed, stipulating that they should not be discriminated against because of their race, but what about the reality? They had to establish a country within a country to protect themselves. After 30 years, have people really accepted mutants?"

Steve fell silent.

After a while, he said, "Mutants have gone through what all aliens will go through in the future, and I thank you for reminding me of that. Aliens should have the same rights as mutants to establish their own bureaus and unions." The right to be protected by the law, I will ensure this, but the general public should also have the right to know, they should know that there are mutants around them, and they also know that there are aliens, and there are a lot of them, whether it is good or bad is up to them Judge for yourself, and as a public official I have an obligation to tell the United Nations and the citizens of the United States about this."

"You voted against the superhero registration bill, but you want to support alien registration?"

"Don't confuse the two, sir."

Wayne waved his hand irritably: "Mr. Vice President, I ask you to consider..."

"What you've made me think about is very unfair to other people. In my eyes, people have the same rights and obligations regardless of color or race. Of course I advocate freedom, but I also advocate equality. When Mexicans, Asians, Africans Immigrants of American descent fight for a green card, or shuck oysters in the kitchen because they’re here illegally, why should aliens have privileges when everyone else is playing by the rules?"

Wayne had nothing to say.

"Mr. Wayne, you regard Clark Kent as a friend, and I treat him as an ordinary citizen." Steve clasped his fingers, and he looked at the gloomy Wayne, and he took another step back, "I cancel The surveillance program is there to protect his rights, people with no criminal history should not be treated like this, and he should do his legal duty."

Wayne clenched his fists: "Let's talk about your conditions."

Steve frowned: "Mr. Wayne, I don't talk about terms."

He turned off the video channel, and Wayne faced the big black screen, held the coffee cup in the dark, and threw it on the screen.

"Damn!"

Lex Luthor looked at Steve, who was completely unaffected, and continued to take care of the files, reminding him in a low voice: "Maybe we need that alien to deal with another group of aliens, you know...maybe..."

"No." Steve vetoed flatly, "I won't do it, I hate to compromise with what I think is wrong, is this the first day you know me?"

Luther dared not speak to anger Steve any longer.

"Have you talked to Tony? Last time he brought back a defensive blueprint from Asgard. If we can make it as soon as possible, we can resist the invasion of alien planets."

Luther hesitated for a while before he said slowly, "Actually, we have better weapons than that."

Steve raised his eyes from the pile of files and looked at Luther, waiting for his next words.

"Me and Stark built a Thor droid we called the Sentinel."

Steve leaned back in his chair: "Go on, I'm listening."