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

"You look very happy." Howard looked at Steve, wondering.

Steve touched his face: "Is there?"

"Have."

"Don't use the wrong word, he just looks like he is shining." Peggy threw the document on the conference table and said seriously.

Steve coughed and grabbed the file: "So, what's going on? Fury said he detected Hydra's movements."

"I thought we'd already cleaned them up." Steve flipped through the files.

"If you cut off one head, two will grow back, don't you know?" Peggy let him go temporarily and turned on the projector, ready to give a briefing.

"You know Bucky has amnesia, right? He's had hypnotherapy."

"Yes, I've heard of it." Steve sat upright.

"It stands to reason that it's his **, and we shouldn't interfere. But according to the psychiatrist's original words, 'the patient mentioned Dr. Zola and Long live Hydra several times with painful expressions, but after waking up, there was nothing he could do about it. Recalling related memories, suspected of being brainwashed'."

"That's because he was also one of the members who cleared the Hydra stronghold before." Steve frowned.

"We also hope so." Peggy sat halfway on the table, "But the truth is always not as it should be, isn't it?"

Steve leaned back slightly in his chair.

"Bucky lost his left arm, but he recovered surprisingly quickly. After receiving his hypnotherapy records, we re-conducted an in-depth physical examination on him." Peggy motioned Steve to look at the medical examination report attached to the briefing.

"Does it feel familiar?"

Steve looked at the various data above and put down the report: "...Super Soldier Serum."

"Yes, incomplete." Howard interjected.

Steve turned to look at him.

"His physical fitness is not at your peak level, but..." Howard took a deep breath, "He did undergo similar types of physical experiments as yours."

"His various physical functions have been improved, but we suspect that he has also undergone other modifications, because the purified serum in his body has mutated."

"They... seem to have something more, we don't know it very well yet." Howard flipped through Bucky's report, frowning slightly.

"The bad side or the good side?" Steve pressed.

"For now, apart from making Bucky stronger, there is no negative impact, so don't worry." Peggy comforted him.

"That's fine." Steve tapped his fingers on the table, "So, you are suspecting that the reason why he disappeared for decades may be related to the human experiments on him and Hydra?"

"Very likely." Peggy confirmed his guess.

"After all, it is impossible to hypnotize him, and he will repeat Long Live Hydra," Paige joked, "Is it because he used to be a spy of Hydra?"

Steve smiled: "I guess Hydra wouldn't want his trouble."

"But... isn't the serum no longer backed up?" Steve wondered.

"Ask Howard about this." Peggy tossed her pen.

"...OK, I might, maybe I've kept a few samples of your blood." Howard said with some embarrassment.

"My blood?"

"Just...to commemorate." Howard was short of breath.

"It stands to reason that they should have been destroyed under the supervision of Jarvis and me. We don't have a clue about the origin of the mutated serum on Bucky yet." Peggy didn't want to recall how many stupid things Howard had done. look.

"So, we may need you to take the test again." Howard raised his hand, "I swear, I will never keep any samples this time!"

"It doesn't matter to me to be checked, but... now in this peaceful time," Steve paused, "I think it's better not to create more 'super soldiers'."

"Of course." Howard grinned, embarrassingly agreeing.

"So, about the traces of Hydra's activities..." Steve looked at Peggy.

Peggy crossed her legs: "The agents we have sent out to carry out missions have lost some."

"This should be pretty...normal."

"However, this time Fury retrieved a corpse from unknown means." Peggy took a deep breath, "During the autopsy, traces of microporous injections were found throughout his body."

"Yes, it's the one you got injected with." Peggy confirmed Steve's conjecture.

"Then, some things are connected." Howard concluded.

"Actually, the clues have been there a long time ago. I put your sample in the bank safe. I don't know how the news leaked, but it is true that I have been attacked many times." Howard said seriously, "and , Later, I was framed to sell arms through the black market.”

"I've never done any of this," Howard said emphatically at the end.

"I believe you." Steve smiled. "If they can grow two heads, we'll just cut off ten more. They'll never succeed."

"You are really happy, aren't you?" Peggy looked at Steve's profile, slightly relieved, but couldn't help changing the subject.

Steve nodded: "Compared to the reappearance of the old opponent, I...well, that is, I received a gift."

"Gift?"

"Correct."

Steve signaled them to wait a moment, went out from the meeting room, and brought a big bag when he came back.

"What is this?" Howard asked curiously.

Steve curled his lips: "Speaking of which, it still came from your hands."

Howard's eyes lit up instantly: "Yes..."

Steve lifted the shield to the table and said with a bang, "Yes, it's a shield."

Howard raised his hand and touched it: "My God, I really feel distressed when I hear you say that the shield may not be found back!"

"If you know Zhenjin, I got a small part and used it all!"

Steve smiled. "Yeah, I miss that too."

Raising his hand and buttoning the shield, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Who gave it to you?" Peggy caught his expression.

Steve put his hands on his waist.

"It sank into the sea," Peggy patted the shield, "I guess there's no one else."

Steve coughed lightly: "Yes, Angus found it."

"You must let me study Angus." Howard was eager to try.

"That's impossible." Steve refused ruthlessly.

"It looks like someone is going to make a mistake." Peggy teased.

"...Peggy—please..."

"Well, there may be only one sentence in the pile of words that is true IAMDESPERATELY..." Peggy pulled her voice.

"Please—" Steve almost begged for mercy.

"What?" Howard looked at the two of them playing riddles, confused.

"It's okay." Steve put away the shield and shook it, "So, Howard, I still need one for my new equipment..." He gestured with his forearm.

"Of course." Howard immediately went to change the design.

"How do you feel?" Peggy looked at him with a smile.

"For now, it's fine." Steve didn't hide it.

"You are worthy of each other, you have to know." Peggy said seriously.

Steve smiled, a little tenderly: "Thank you."

"When Angus is on vacation, let's go to the ballroom together..." Peggy suddenly invited.

"What?" Steve was taken aback.

"We still owe each other a dance, and we'll be fair after paying it back." Peggy chuckled.

Steve sighed softly, "OK."

"Is Angus okay at school?" Peggy asked seemingly unintentionally.

"He's doing well, just a little bit, and he's fine now."

"So, when did you go to see him?" Paige tilted her head at Steve.

Steve...

"...the night of the party."

"Wow, you really are an action guy, aren't you?"

Steve didn't dare to talk to her anymore, and went around silently with an awkward smile: "I'll go and see Howard..."

"Zhenjin? His scales?" Charles looked at Hank in disbelief.

"Yes." Hank held a piece of analysis data, his expression was not fake at all.

"80.00% Nine's Vibranium." Hank swallowed.

Charles slightly pushed away the desk: "We really completely underestimated the Sirens, didn't we?"

Hank wiped his sweat: "Maybe."

"I thought vibrating gold was... a mineral." Charles, who accidentally came into contact with the person in the closed country, half-covered his mouth, "Is that how it grew on his scales?"

"..." Hank's face was filled with the expression that you are actually asking me.

"...Okay, I know you don't know either." Charles looked away, "Are you sure it's Zhenjin, didn't you make a mistake in your analysis?"

"No," Hank said decisively, "You know that I worked for the CIA before, right? I was transferred to support weapons development."

"I was exposed to this material at that time."

"I need to talk to Angus." Charles concluded, "Talk seriously."

The weather is not very good today, it seems to be raining, but it is always brewing.Angus wanted to urge him, but he kept thinking about Steve telling him not to easily provoke a storm.

Rarely, he didn't stay in the room, but came out.

He is studying his new textbook. He has a lot of time to study, and he can even ask Charles questions remotely. He has made great progress, and he can now take classes with other students.

Of course, it is the wave of 10-14 years old.

"Hey, Angus..." A boy with blue and green pupils carefully approached Angus who was sitting by the lake with his feet in the water.

"William?" Angus looked up at him.

"Um, the weather isn't very warm, are you... sure..." He glanced at Angus's half-soaked leg.

Angus raised his foot and shook it: "Can't you put your feet here?"

"No... that's not what I meant." William was a little embarrassed.

Putting his feet back into the water, Angus looked at William strangely: "What's the matter with you?"

"...It's okay." Some thin boys drooped their shoulders mournfully.

Angus raised his eyebrows, turned his face away and continued reading his book.

"Hey, do you want the sun?" William was not discouraged, and quickly cheered up.

"Do not."

"Okay." William, who was about to construct the illusion, immediately stopped his actions.

"Who is that?" The seniors had finished class and were walking out in a group when someone noticed Angus by the lake.

"I have not seen."

"Looks like the new guy."

"Is he the idiot wearing a mask and holding a kettle last time?" Someone repeated in disbelief.

"Brother, that doesn't look like a fool."

"He will drive the girls crazy." Seeing the face under the mask and hat clearly, someone couldn't help sighing.

"And some boys." Looking at William who was jumping next to Angus, the leading boy rolled the basketball in his hand and smiled maliciously.

"Let's get to know each other, okay?" he suggested. "I want to know what he's capable of."

"That's a good reason."

"Let's go."

With a few words and a few words, about seven people walked towards the lake.

William was a little nervous, but he didn't back away.

"Hey, that one over there." The boy with the basketball in his head shouted, but Angus didn't move.

William swallowed nervously.

"...I'm calling you, the one in black!" The caller raised his voice.

Angus raised his eyes, and the person opposite stopped talking.

"...This kid is a bit good-looking." Someone muttered.

"What is the ability to look good?"

Angus raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard you're new here? What's your ability?" The person who spoke tossed the basketball in his hand and asked.

Angus blinked his eyes, thinking about what Charles told himself.

"Sing."

"……Sing?"

"Yes." Angus buried himself in his textbook again.

"Your ability is singing? Is it particularly nice?"

Angus closed the textbook: "What do you want?"

"Sing us a song." The leader approached Angus, smiling.

Angus glanced at the few people in front of him: "You all want to hear me sing?"

"Of course, let's see it." Someone booed.

"You look delicate and tender." The person who approached raised his hand to touch Angus's face, "The ability is singing, and you are so tender. Are you really a man?"

Angus opened his hand.

"Tsk, what's the matter with touching it? Do you really think you're a girl? Look—" Unexpectedly, the boy opened his hand, and suddenly a ray of flame sprang up from the boy's fingertips, shaking in front of Angus, with an expression on his face Show off and threaten.

Angus narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Can you do this?"

"No." Angus stood up, "I don't want to sing, goodbye."

"Did we let you go?" The boy tugged on his hat, and the tongue of fire scorched the side of his face viciously.

Angus glanced at him.

"Are you a coward?" The boy was even more upset when he saw his supercilious eyes, and his face darkened.

"Stop harassing him any more!" William couldn't stand it anymore.

"Oh, it's you, a kid who can play magic?" The boy said condescendingly.

Angus tugged back on his hat, he didn't like this man who could catch fire.

As he was about to leave, the boy got annoyed, raised his hand, and the flames hit the ground, and a circle of flames burned around Angus.

Angus retreated to the center of the fire circle and pursed his lips.

His patience has run out.

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