The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

The smoke from the tear gas | bombs dissipated, and the two men looked at each other with red eyes.

"...Why didn't you die!?"

"You stole my question."

Jarvis sniffed, and rushed to the door to see the lady who looked at the three of them like a pervert with a hard smile: "Sorry... here temporarily...needs...to be dredged...to be repaired."

The two women who were about to go to the toilet hurriedly turned and left.

"Why are you so young!?"

"...again."

Jarvis turned around and closed the door of the women's toilet, covered his mouth and nose, and said in a choked voice, "Guys, she's really going to run away."

"Bucky, I'll talk to you later!"

"Oh, **—"

Steve climbed quickly, and Bucky and Steve squeezed through a window.

"..." Jarvis raised his hand and rubbed his face. He began to feel that he would definitely not be able to catch up with that woman today.

"I'm right behind you," Bucky backed away, and slapped Steve on the back, "Go ahead, you're faster than me."

"OK." Steve couldn't help smiling, glanced at Bucky, and rushed out.

Jarvis didn't keep up, one he was old, and the other he had to take care of the aftermath.

Because someone knocked on the door and asked what was going on...

Watching them jump out one after the other, Jarvis opened the toilet door.

"What are you doing here!?" It was the security guard of the bar who came in. He waved the smoke in the air and coughed a few times, very dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I'm just a little drunk." Jarvis lied immaturely, "Wrong place."

"If you need any compensation, please call this number." He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the person in front of him.

The security guard, who had a fierce look on his face and was about to clean up the pervert when he came up, was taken aback by this serious 'drunkard', and even wondered if he had entered the wrong toilet.

Jarvis wiped back his fallen hair, put on his hat, and pulled the folds of his clothes: "If there is nothing else, there is something urgent at home, so I will leave first."

"Have a good night." He smiled, and a group of people passed the door and walked out calmly.

The security guard at the front and a group of thugs behind looked at each other in blank dismay.

Walking out of the bar, Jarvis called Howard: "Sir, there is good news and bad news."

"Huh? He's really a spy?" Howard held the phone between his hands, carefully picked up the cardboard box in front of him, motioned for the bodyguard to leave, turned into the study, and approached his antique shelf.

"No, he's not. But his girlfriend is definitely a spy."

"Ha, I was like, how can a man like that kind of boring and paranoid man have such a beautiful girlfriend. The bad news is that you didn't catch her?"

"This is actually bad news." Jarvis said in a steady voice, as if everything was normal.

"So, what's the good news?" Howard held the phone in one hand, squatted on the ground, took out the exquisite and beautiful oriental porcelain from the sent carton, and put it on his shelf.

After being surprised by Bucky before, he broke one, and bought a new one these days.

"I think we've found the captain." Jarvis's voice finally got a touch of subtle emotion.

"Crack—bang—"

Jarvis was moved away from the microphone by a series of loud voices, hesitantly said: "... sir?"

"What——!??" Howard's high-decibel shout came from the microphone.

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The time lag between actions made them quickly lose track of Natalia. Steve stood on the roof and looked around.

Bucky followed after a while.

"lost?"

"Well, there is no trace of the hook here." Steve frowned.

"Run down?" Bucky asked suspiciously.

"Maybe..." Steve squatted down and looked down at the traces of the hooks on the wall. "She is not a simple criminal, she is very well equipped."

"Of course she is not. She is an intelligence agent from another country."

"...Informant?" Steve turned his head.

"The person she took away was the engineer who was responsible for developing some hidden weapon with Stark recently, from Germany. You don't know, do you?"

Steve shook his head, hesitantly.

He remembered the sticky note that was still in his apartment, but if it was a matter of state secrets, they might be discreetly interrogated if they were involved.

And once checked...

After much thought and weighing, he still didn't say everything right away.

"I thought she was just in a daze that the man was going to steal or kidnap." Steve scratched his head, his eyes wandering a bit.

Bucky had no doubts about him.

Steve raised his hand and rubbed his nose: "Well...then you are now?"

"Execute the mission." Bucky smiled with his hands on his hips.

"You're still in the military?" Steve followed through, relieved.

"No, I might be a mercenary." Bucky laughed at himself.

"?"

"I forget a lot of things. I can't pass the trial on my mental and physical state, and I can't return to the team. Although I can get a lot of subsidies, it is also very troublesome. I gave up. Now I am working under Howard. This time it is He thought it was wrong and asked me to investigate it privately."

"What did you forget?" Steve frowned.

"Probably...everything." Bucky grinned, "Including you, big man."

"Did you go to the hospital?" Steve asked.

"I've read it, and I've said a bunch of reasons that I don't quite understand. There's only one thing I know, and it's a long-term project to restore." Bucky looked indifferent.

"You should take this more seriously." Steve wasn't too pleased with his perfunctory.

"Don't be so nervous, relax. I have a strong sense of familiarity with many things, and I still have basic judgment and life skills. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to you." Bucky laughed.

Steve sighed.

"Let's go, go back first." Bucky greeted him, "Talk while walking."

"Yeah." Steve followed him.

"What about you? They said you sank into the ocean with a plane. So when did you come back, why didn't you contact someone you know? Could it be that you also lost your memory?" Bucky wondered.

"..." Steve fell silent.

"...Can't say?" Bucky tilted his head.

"No, it's not impossible to say." Steve let out a long breath, "In fact, I only regained consciousness not long ago."

"Before, I was frozen in the ice all the time, and it happened that I was rescued by someone."

"Not long ago?" Bucky's nerve endings trembled.

"To be precise, at the end of May."

"...What year?" An unknown feeling.

"1976."

"Oh..." Bucky sighed meaninglessly, "So you've been sleeping for more than 30 years?"

"...Yes." Steve sighed.

Bucky patted Steve on the shoulder to comfort him: "Then we brothers are really unlucky to be together... The peace after the war is really disturbing, isn't it?" He smiled, his voice was flat.

"Yes, indeed." Steve smiled wryly.

"But I think it's okay now." With that, Steve glanced at Bucky, "I'm glad, Bucky. You're not dead."

"Although I can't remember what we were like before, I'm very happy, Steve."

Bucky raised his hand, Steve raised his hand to hold it, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

As if never before.

"Welcome back, old friend."

"Ah."

When the two were digesting the complicated emotions between each other, a voice came from the ground.

"Hey, gentlemen, do you need a ride?" Jarvis pressed his hat and looked up at the two people who were still on the roof.

"Jarvis, you're in time." Bucky waved to the bottom.

"Oh, I still need to go back to the bar...I have another..."

Angus climbed out of the car after Jarvis, and looked up at them: "Steve, it's gone."

As he spoke, he raised the pot in his hand and shook it.

"...how...why...? Angus?" Steve leaned against the wall, stuttering.

"The little gentleman said he knew where you were." Jarvis raised his voice, "I found you only after he showed you the way."

It stands to reason that there is a radio station in the car, so he shouldn't let Angus into the car so easily.

But when he drove not far away and almost bumped into Angus who suddenly rushed to the middle of the road, a certain familiar feeling of dull pain in his head prompted him to believe in Angus who had never masked his face.

Besides, he looked like a kid, and he wouldn't mind giving him a ride if it was just for a ride.

Now it seems that he is not lying.

"...Are you Stephen?" Bucky saw Angus, the clues in his mind were strung together, and he turned his head to look at Steve.

Steve... Stephen was a name only Natalia knew.

"..." He fell into a strange silence.

In the end, it was a gangbang - but they really have nothing to do with Natalia.

It's just... Angus somehow has a good relationship with her...

Bucky snorted and whispered in his ear, "buddy, I don't know what you're worried about. But if you need it, you know I'm free."

Steve laughed suddenly: "well, I won't be polite."

"Let's go, let's go down."

"Angus... who are you?" Going down the stairs from the top floor, Bucky's face suddenly became a little strange, and he looked at Steve.

"Is he not your son?"

Carter has a son and a daughter, and his "little master" is six years old.

But Steve should...

Steve almost fell down the stairs: "...Of course not."

"he is……"

After pondering for a while, Steve didn't know how to explain the relationship between them.To strangers, he can be said to be his younger brother, but...

How about an acquaintance?

"Savior." Steve finally caught the right words, "My savior."

The real deal.

"Oh, he got you out of the ice?" Bucky was a little surprised, "He seems to be...

I can't tell, it's weird. "

"...Angus has a certain degree of cognitive impairment." Steve said with a conscience, "So sometimes the behavior will be... a little weird, but very good."

"Also kind and gentle."

Bucky gave him a strange look, and Steve immediately restrained himself from saying more.

"Well, anyway, after getting in touch with it a lot, you'll know." Steve pinched his nose.

Jarvis, who was waiting for them downstairs, looked at Angus, and finally couldn't hold back: "Um, I know this is a bit strange. But, have we met before?"

Angus glanced at him, all his dark history was in the hands of this man.

Shaking his head firmly, Angus looked away and ignored him.

"Um, sorry." Jarvis felt his repulsion, and felt embarrassed.

The two people in the building had a lot of nonsense with the guard at the door, mainly Bucky was responsible for the talking, and Steve was responsible for being the honest one who seemed to be the good guy.

It was a while before they were released.

"Mr. Rogers," Jarvis looked at Steve who came out, unconsciously becoming more solemn, "Sir wants to meet you."

Steve saw at a glance that he had served in the military, and turned to look at Bucky questioningly.

"This is Howard's butler." Bucky introduced him.

"Edwin Jarvis." Jarvis held out his hand.

"Well, hello. Steve Rogers." Steve reached out and shook his hand.

"I have known you for a long time." Jarvis was glad that his excitement would not show on the surface.

Steve pursed his lips and smiled, putting his hands on his hips.

It's been a long time since he experienced this feeling... It's actually quite amazing.

"Howard, I..." Steve looked at Angus hesitantly.

Now that that was the case, he didn't care to meet them.But what about Angus?

He was a little worried that Angus would be at a loss when he came into contact with so many people suddenly, but he soon discovered that Angus adapted faster than him.

It's like... It's like I know these two people better than myself.

Because Angus is standing next to Bucky now, "You really know Steve."

Bucky looked sideways at Angus, still talking without beginning or end.

But now Angus is just a little mentally retarded in his eyes, the mentally retarded savior of his friend.

Raising his hand to pat his head, he showed a perfunctory attitude to coax children familiarly: "Yes, Steve and I are good friends, and you are also good friends."

Steve... there's really no need to be so perfunctory.

"Oh." Angus didn't feel anything strange at all, he turned to look at Jarvis again, "Take a car?"

Jarvis groaned and turned his gaze to Steve.

"This is Angus Cullen, my current... roommate." Steve pulled Angus, "...he...something special."

He didn't dare to say that he had a cognitive impairment in front of Angus, but he understood.

Bucky stood back a little, slapped his head at Jarvis behind them, and pointed at Angus.

Jarvis understood it, and immediately became gentle: "Angus, Steve and we are going to a place now, do you want to come together?"

Angus automatically climbed into the car.

A car is a good thing. When you can't walk, you can just sit and go.

He had just walked a long way and his feet hurt.

Angus sat in the back seat, rushed to the three men looking at each other outside the car and said, "Let's go."

Steve smiled awkwardly: "He... is more familiar."

Bucky pats Steve on the shoulder and gets into the passenger seat.He understands the feeling of serving a little ancestor.

Jarvis patted his clothes: "OK...then let's go."

Steve sat next to Angus and the car drove for a while.

He looked in the rearview mirror, Angus leaned against the window with his face sideways to blow the wind, and the mask was moved to his chin.

His eyebrows furrowed violently, and he reached out to pinch Angus' chin: "What is this on your face?"

Bucky turned his head, he saw this mark familiarly: "kid, you are very lucky! Which beauty kissed you?"

"What!?" Steve almost jumped up.

Author has something to say: Steve: This is Jarvis.

Angus: Well, yes.

Steve: This is Bucky.

Angus: Well, yes.

Steve: This is Tony.

Angus: Well, yes.

Steve: ...this is Natasha.

Angus: Yes, I did.

Steve...

Natasha: Little brother, come on, sister will take you to play~

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