Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

Peter embarrassedly took off his glasses and stuffed them into his pocket: "My aunt gave them to me, she said they would look more professional."

"No, no."

Instead, it looks more pussy.

Lucy held back her complaints and warned the two: "You shouldn't be here, I'm dangerous."

Matthew interrupted her: "Which way do you look at it? You may explode at any time, or do you have an artificial intelligence in your body that may allow someone remotely controlling you to grasp our information at any time?"

Lucy raised her eyebrows high: "When did you know about artificial intelligence?"

"Jarvis told us as soon as we got back," Tony said.

Lucy looked at the top of her head and yelled: "Jarvis, you traitor!! I will refuse to share any information with you in the future, including my song list and INS account! You guy who can't even keep a little secret! "

Tony leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest: "Listen, Lucy, you're yelling at my butler for faithfully reporting everything he knows to his master."

"And then you leaked this information to my friends." Lucy gave him a hard look, "Just because I ate two of your beef rolls and let you sleep soundly? It's perfect Repayment, I am so touched, I should know that there is no one reliable Avenger!"

"It's okay, Lucy. Your artificial intelligence will not affect our work. Although we can't guarantee your privacy, we can guarantee that the information about the process of our business affairs can be made public." Matthew expressed his attitude without caring. , "I am your lawyer, Peter is my assistant, we have signed an agreement, you can speak freely in front of us, but don't say too much, I charge by the time."

Matthew raised the corners of his mouth, and Lucy watched him tell the "partially true" lie without changing his face, and once again lamented the cunning of human beings.

Then Matthew said, "Meanwhile you are our friend and I think you need our help."

Lucy would rather face ten Captain Americas yelling and lecturing at her in a circle than one Matthew Murdoch.Not to mention their last unpleasant meeting, Lucy suddenly found sadly that Matthew was like a mirror, reflecting her reflection, and then met and merged with the former Daredevil in the mirror.

The cycle of fate seems to be a joke.She once told Matthew so convincingly that if he crossed the line, he would do whatever it takes to save him, but now that she can't say that anymore, it's ridiculous in retrospect.After being injected with the Extremis virus, she gained strength and became a superhuman. She had a faint feeling that something was missing, but she couldn't tell what it was.

When she saw Matthew, she suddenly saw what she had lost—her position.She can no longer stand in the position of an ordinary person, begging her hero not to associate with the devil, it took a lot of brainpower to pull the hero back on track, but when she crossed that line, it was as easy as before. Crosswalk.

Lucy curled up, resting her chin on her knees, and changed the subject: "I thought we were all broken."

"In a sense yes, until I found out you were missing, I thought you..."

"Dead." Lucy took the words, she nodded, "Physiologically, I am indeed dead."

A painful expression appeared on Matthew's face, and Lucy felt that she had gone too far, so she added: "It's not that bad... Anyway, I'm still very grateful to you, Matthew, you and Peter, at least in this world There are friends looking for me, which gives me a little bit of comfort."

"It was Peter who found out that you were missing first. I was still blaming you. I didn't even know what happened to you. He contacted you and went to Titan to find you, but Ms. Pepper told him that you had been missing for two days." Matthew I was very guilty when I mentioned this matter, "He came to me for advice. I didn't know these things. I only told him about the conflict between the two of us."

"Oh don't..." Lucy gave Peter a worried look, afraid that he would condemn her like Matthew.

"Guess what happened...he hit me." There was a smile in Matthew's voice, he motioned to Lucy, and punched his cheek with his fist, "A beautiful left uppercut, no Not to mention my student's comprehension ability is really good, I had to apply for my dental insurance afterwards."

Peter blushed, and he kept tugging at Matthew's sleeve: "Stop, stop, stop talking, it was all impulsive."

Matthew continued: "The two of us fought. I was decadent and angry at the time. He blamed me for not taking you seriously. After all, you are my—well... client, after Fisk went in, I have the responsibility to give you Provide some protection. Then we smashed the furniture all over the place, and then Peter threw the end table and hit the advertising LED screen outside."

Lucy glanced at Peter, and the little spider had already dug her face deep into her neckline in shame: "That advertising screen under the Daily Horn?"

Matthew said with an aftertaste tone: "At that time, old James was still shouting how much he hated Spider-Man in a voice of 80 decibels. It was a torture to my ears...Suddenly for a moment, the world was quiet."

Lucy suppressed a smile: "So who paid for that advertising screen?"

"I'm a lawyer, and I have plenty of ways to avoid being held accountable." Matthew spread his hands, "In fact, I sued the Daily Bugle and demanded a sum of damages for noise pollution. They didn't do it until I filed a lawsuit. Know that there are people in the room where I live."

Lucy looked at Matthew talking to her like a friend, as if they were back to the time when they were dating in a fast food restaurant, and she wanted to say that she missed it so much, Matthew kept talking about something, Peter Listening carefully and adding a few words from time to time, Lucy wanted to prolong this moment forever. She couldn't imagine that after Matthew left, the cold reality would flood her again like sea water.

Lucy suddenly found herself transformed into the character of "Helen" in Greek mythology. Her importance was fully reflected in the moment when two men fought for her safety, which gave her a small sense of vanity. .

"So what happened then?" Lucy asked. "You got into a fight and then you started looking for me?"

"No, not that fast," Matthew said. "We found out that there was still a dozen beers in the refrigerator that had been thrown against the wall, so we shared the rest of the beer and ordered a Chinese takeaway to fill our stomachs."

Lucy: "..."

Helen's sweet dreams shattered like soap bubbles.

Matthew lowered his head, turned his fingers, and paused for a moment: “Then Peter told me about his Uncle Ben.”

Lucy's smiling expression changed, and she looked at Peter in astonishment. She never thought that Peter would share this too sad story with others because of her. In Lucy's original world, almost everyone, whether they have seen it or not After reading the comics, we all know more or less the origin of Spider-Man. Uncle Ben, who raised Peter from a young age, happened to meet the robber Peter let go and was shot dead.It shaped Spider-Man in a way, but it was also the guilt of Peter's life.

"I told Peter it wasn't his fault. He said he knew all along that it was his fault and he blamed himself, then the villains, and the police... even wanted to blame Uncle Ben for why he was confronting the robbers When you have to be brave, but blame can't redeem anything, but only lose more. Blame is just... a way to vent regret, it makes your eyes focus on the past and forget the present and the future, and that absolutely Not in a good way. So it's time to move on."

Matthew raised his head, and his lost eyes behind the lens focused on Lucy: "We went to find you, I tried many ways to find out about you..."

Peter secretly made a motion of mentioning someone to beat someone up, slashed his neck with the palm of his hand, and then stuck out his tongue.

Matthew had to interrupt himself: "...I can hear you making small movements, Peter."

Peter dropped his hands regretfully, and Matthew had already forgotten what he should say.

"You didn't find me." Lucy continued. Matthew nodded heavily, but Lucy felt a little more relaxed. "I don't even know how I was kidnapped. But how do you know I'm here?"

"There is no impenetrable wall in the world." Matthew poked his earlobe indistinctly, and Lucy understood, "Peter and I have been trying to get Stark to release you, but we didn't understand the process until today. "

Matthew reached out, and he touched the invisible barrier.

"Lucy, you are lost. Maybe others have no right to say that about you, but I understand what happened to you."

No, Lucy thought, no no no... the only thing she didn't want to face was a situation like this.

Matthew was right. No one had the right to comment on her current situation, but only he could. She could stubbornly refuse anyone's help, but Matthew couldn't.No matter because of guilt or what caused the trouble, when she faced him, she always felt that she was the weak side, even though she was already a strong person compared to ordinary humans.

"So, what happened to me, did I murder the pure and kind little angel Lucy before, and then release the devil in my heart?"

"No, no, no, no..." Matthew was amused, and laughed, but what the laughter conveyed was not happiness, but sadness, "The Lucy who stopped me from falling into the mud was always in your heart. But those The pain that was inflicted on you, and the hatred, they cast a thick fog, so that you can't see her clearly, you just can't see yourself."

Matthew paused for a long time: "But I always knew what she looked like."

Lucy stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and pressed it against the barrier. Their palms faced each other. Although they were separated by an invisible wall, the familiar temperature and breath were transmitted to each other through a magical way.

"Can you describe her for me?" Lucy asked softly. Her anger and anxiety, as well as her heart that was gradually icy because of hatred, were gradually melting. When the memories of the past gradually filled her bit by bit, she began to Miss your old self.

"That Lucy, she is kind, upright, and the best qualities in the world are gathered in her. She is firm and brave. She once passed through the long night and sent a bright light to my hand to help me find myself." Matthew used "She always knew what she was doing, she was an ordinary girl, but to me, if God has incarnations, she must be one of them," said the nostalgic sentiment.

Lucy felt a sour taste in her nose.

"Maybe she was wrong?" Lucy couldn't help asking, "She has never experienced pain and disaster. She is high above and forces others to obey her idealism."

"But ideals are never wrong." Matthew said in his gentle voice, "Listen, girl, I understand your confusion. Why can't we use more brutal methods to counter evil with evil? This question is very simple, just Because that's wrong."

Lucy made a puzzled expression: "Is it wrong?"

"What we need is not deeper imitation and endless punishment, because it makes us forget who we are. We want to abandon violence not because we have spared those sinners, but we need to find ourselves."

Lucy's long eyelashes moved, her eyeballs frantically rolled under her eyelids, her mind was going through a storm, and she felt like she was about to be torn apart: "But you know, when those people are begging me to stop I think I'm feeling happy when I'm at it...it's real."

"That's not happiness, it's just pleasure. Don't treat them as one thing." Matthew thought about it, and he said with some reservations, "I also beat those prisoners, and I threatened them with my fist."

"So what are you feeling?"

"Anger," Matthew said, "I thought anger was something to be vented, but over and over again, I just felt more angry, and it makes you feel hopeless and exhausted."

Lucy began to waver, and she forced herself to consider what Matthew said, and began to re-see herself along his logic.

Bucky and S.H.I.E.L.D. hijacked him for everyone's safety, and Tony firmly believed that Extremis had completely transformed her in some way.But Matthew is different. They used to know each other deeply. He just stood in front of her, smiled and reached out to her, telling her: "Lucy, you are still you, you just forgot."

Matthew called her name, and the voice seemed to float from a distant time and space, awakening Lucy who was in deep thought.

Matthew slowly took off his glasses, and Lucy gasped.

Matthew's eyes were bloodshot and gray, and his forehead had a deep scar running from his eyebrows to his eyelids, a new scar hidden by glasses that Lucy hadn't noticed.

"What happened? Who did this to you?" Lucy's voice sounded like a volcano about to erupt, and Tony's heart rose. He started to call up his own small program to observe the changes in Lucy's body. rising.

"Murdoch, stay away from there." Tony warned.

Matthew gripped his glasses so hard he almost crushed them: "There's a vigilante in Hell's Kitchen, they call him the Punisher. He kills people he thinks guilty. I provided one of the prisoners with Legal support, he was going to be a tainted witness. Then...the vigilante chased me all the way, trying to kill them all, and finally left me this."

The scar ran across Matthew's face, and Lucy recognized it as a gunshot wound, like a piece of well-fired china had been rudely destroyed.

Matthew smiled mockingly and put on his sunglasses: "I think I probably got in his way, maybe I won't be so lucky next time."

Lucy put her hands over her mouth in horror, and kept saying, "My God, my God, God..." She started circling the room like an adrenaline-injected guinea pig again, "What did he do?" Can do this... what have I done?"

Tony found that many values ​​​​began to climb exponentially, and he began to regret bringing Murdoch in. He was too stupid. He should have known that those lawyers could be of no help other than messing around!

Tony warned in a low voice: "Murdoch, back out slowly, don't provoke her."

As soon as he finished speaking, the warning light suddenly came on, and the whole room screamed an alarm.

Peter bounced up from the seat, and he pointed inside: “Lucy, what’s wrong with you?”

Lucy lifted her face from her palms and looked in Peter's direction, her eyes shining like the sun.