Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

The unconscious Lisa was carried into the ambulance, and Lucy was sitting outside, watching the ambulance personnel rushing about. A man in a black suit and sunglasses came over and handed Lucy a blanket.

"Miss Lucy Lang." The man in the suit called out Lucy's full name accurately.

Lucy looked surprised.

The man in the suit folded his arms with a trace of complacency: "I wonder why I know your name?"

"No, I'm just wondering why you wear sunglasses at night."

"..."

"Of course there is also why you can call me by my name." Lucy quickly gave a step.

The man in the suit silently took off the glasses that can automatically recognize faces and look up citizens' information: "I'm Agent Coulson from the FBI, can I ask you a few questions?"

Coulson?Oh...isn't it, that honest face and forehead lines all over his face.How did it become the FBI?You have so many part-time jobs in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Okay, just ask."

"Did you see the attacker clearly?"

Lucy was a little confused again for a moment, and said incoherently: "Yes, I don't think that can be called a person, I don't know what it is, but...but I know him, I mean, regardless of that What the hell is that thing, it's in the shell of a friend of mine."

Coulson snorted twice, as if he was not surprised by this situation: "Then who is your friend?"

Lucy said: "His name is Bob Koz. He was originally my superior. He committed suicide a few days ago and was on the news. Although it was only in a small corner, it was probably the most important thing in his life." Time to be noticed."

Coulson said, "Are you sure what's holding your friend's body?"

"Of course, Bob is dead, he jumped off the 22nd floor, he is an ordinary person, he has no self-healing function and is not a man of steel, I can't think of anything other than that he fell like a sandwich on the floor and even splashed ketchup What other endings are there?" Lucy said with an exaggerated expression, "He's not Deadpool!"

"Deadpool?" Coulson narrowed his eyes.

Lucy bit the tip of her tongue, she forgot that there might not be a Deadpool in the current universe: "What deadpool? You heard it wrong." Lucy suddenly became excited and pulled the blanket on her body, "I'm out of my mind right now. It's a mess, so I forget what I said, I'm mentally unstable, you see I'm covered with a blanket, I'm a victim."

Coulson took a step back: "Okay, okay, miss, you need to rest, but if you have any clues... give me a call."

Coulson gave him a business card, but it wasn't a SHIELD business card. Lucy couldn't be bothered. She really wanted to collect a SHIELD business card.

Lucy jumped into the ambulance and was taken to the hospital with Lisa in a coma, and by the way, she smoothed out her thoughts that had become so chaotic.

Iron Man is Tony Stark, Captain America is Bucky Barnes, so where has Steve Rogers gone?S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson, who died in the Battle of New York, also came back to life. It seems that Nick Fury's black technology saved him.

This also proves that the resurrection technology already exists in this world, very good, so is there a possibility that the person who revived Bob used the same technology?

Lucy snorted with a headache, and the medical staff looked at her strangely. Lucy looked at the business card Coulson gave her, and suddenly seemed to catch some clues.

She told Coulson that it was impossible for Bob to survive like Deadpool, who was transformed by a mysterious organization. His previous name was Wade Wilson, a special soldier.Although Lucy has only seen the movie once, she clearly remembers one of the plots. The mysterious organization gave Wade Wilson a black business card with nothing on it, but a phone call.

Thinking of this, Lucy stood up recklessly and shouted: "Stop the car, I want to get off!"

Regardless of the obstruction of the medical staff, Lucy ran, found the nearest subway exit and hurried to the company.

No one worked overtime in the company, so Lucy greeted the guard at the door and went upstairs. She went straight to Bob's office and searched for the trash can without hope, but the trash from days ago had already been taken away. Nothing was left, Lucy sighed in frustration, threw the trash can aside, leaned on the desk, fatigue swept over like sea water, Lucy fell asleep with her head tilted.

Lucy was aroused by Jimmy's noise, and Jimmy held up the folder and yelled at Lucy who was in a panic: "Baby, are you wearing this to participate in World War III?"

Lucy grunted, brushed her curly hair, saw her makeup through the glass, and jumped up from the ground like an alarm clock: "What time is it?"

"I was the first to arrive at the office, and you still have time to touch up your makeup." Jimmy said strangely, "Why are you here, didn't you go to Iron Man's party yesterday?"

Jimmy sniffed Lucy: "You're not too high, are you?"

Lucy avoids Jimmy: "I don't have bad habits."

Jimmy shrugged: "To be honest, I think you are sometimes too self-disciplined. In fact, sometimes you take a puff or two and enjoy yourself, it's nothing." Jimmy lowered his voice, "The next company random urine test will be three months later, don't ask me why Know."

Lucy picked up the document in Jimmy's hand and patted him on the head: "Jimmy, listen to what you are saying, you abettor! Take out your things!"

Jimmy avoided Lucy's pursuit: "There is nothing, look! There is really nothing! I just said it casually!" Jimmy took out the only wallet and cigarette case on his body, indicating that he really did not hide a gun. Although it is not illegal to openly own guns in New York, some young people will carry two on their bodies and smoke two when they go to parties after work, but Jimmy is still in the more disciplined category. One of his friends once committed suicide After smoking on the street and being patted on the shoulder by the police, he didn't even wear it, but it doesn't mean he won't enjoy himself in his spare time, but he is very restrained.

But compared to Lucy, his life is simply rotten.If it weren't for Lucy's almost obsessive obsession with coffee, she would have been like a halal who obeyed the rules and regulations from beginning to end: no smoking, no drinking, taking care of herself every day, orderly and chaste.

Lucy glared at Jimmy viciously, walked to her office, took out a set of ladies' suits that were ready to be replaced at any time from the drawer, and went to the bathroom to change quickly.Lucy's colleagues have come one after another. Lucy glanced at Lisa's station, but there was no one there.

Lucy opened her makeup bag, touched up her makeup, let down her long hair, combed her golden brown hair into a neat ponytail, and called Lisa.

The blind speaker sounded three times, and finally it was transferred to the manual message. Lucy coughed lightly and said, "Lisa, I'm Lucy, I don't know if you're awake, but I have to say that something happened after you fainted yesterday. There are many things, if you want to know, I can tell you in detail..."

Before finishing speaking, Lisa picked up the phone, and let out a monster-like howl from the other end: "I'm going to die!! Lucy, when I woke up, I threw up on the floor, and my intestines were knotted together. I think I have a concussion and I am about to go for a follow-up examination, and you will pay for my medical bills."

Lucy took the receiver a little farther away, endured Lisa's venting for about 5 minutes, and then said slowly: "But you passed out smoothly in Iron Man's arms, aren't you satisfied?"

Lisa paused for a second.

"Where's my handbag and shoes?" Lisa's voice was suddenly as cold as an iceberg.

"Oh, that..." Lucy suddenly remembered Lisa's "garbage" she had thrown on the bar.

"Those shoes are from Prada!!!" Lisa screamed, "Lucy, look what a good thing you did, I didn't sleep with Iron Man, and I lost my shoes, handbag, and wallet, I still Got a concussion and I didn't even touch the foot of Tony's bed..."

Lucy was about to comfort Lisa, when suddenly a shadow passed by outside the window, and Lucy dropped her phone on the ground.

"It's just too bad luck, and what happened to that monster that looks like Bob..." Lisa was still rambling.

Lucy picked up the phone: "Listen, Lisa, you'd better come to the office."

"What, didn't you hear me clearly? I have suffered severe psychological trauma. I want to apply for..."

"Iron Man is right outside our window."

Lisa hung up the phone immediately, Lucy looked at Iron Man outside the window, Jimmy opened his mouth wide as if he could swallow an egg, the entire colleagues on the 22nd floor were lying on the glass window, and some even took out a signed copy.

Iron Man folded his arms and tilted his head, pointing at Lucy. The whole company looked back at Lucy with envy and jealousy in their eyes. Lucy greeted guiltily: "Hi?"

Iron Man pointed to the upstairs, and the flames under his feet rose and flew straight to the roof.

Lucy sighed with a headache. She really didn't want to talk to Tony Stark at all.