"Sir, you seem to be interested in my car, do you want to go up and take a few laps?" Although there was already a guess about the identity of this person, Evenson still had to pretend not to know him, "Now it happens to be half price, only ten dollars will do." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The man seemed amused by Evenson's words, and his eyes now looked relieved, but he still refused, "Forget it, I slept for a long time before I woke up after the last time I sat in this car." ”

Evenson's eyebrows twitched slightly, there was no mistake at this time, it must have been him. "Have you ever been in this car?

"Steve Rogers. The man politely introduced himself and held out his hand to Evenson.

"Nice to meet you. Evenson feigned surprise and said, "Your Excellency Captain America." ”

"Are you so sure?" Steve's turn was surprised, why could he be sure he was Captain America based on a name alone?

"I've seen your poster, and although it's a little out of shape, you're actually seven or eight points similar to it. Evenson turned his head and patted his car lightly, "And I can't think of anyone else in the world looking at it with the same complicated eyes you just had." ”

"Is it...," Steve fell into some memory, his voice a little gloomy, "Me and the owner of this car... The former owner had some... Grievances. ”

"But," Steve recalled, "according to the current official information, I must have been dead for 60 years, right?"

"yes," Evenson made a leading gesture and led Steve to his shop, "According to the analysis of the available information, there is no more appropriate conclusion than to conclude that you are Captain America." ”

"Analytical... It's far-fetched," said Steve, after entering the house, "Actually, I believe that I don't understand the mysterious means that have discovered my identity, Richter Advisor." ”

"Oh, you know what I'm telling you?" Evenson, who didn't seem surprised, exclaimed, "Sarah, pour two cups of coffee." ”

"Still, the guy never mentioned you in front of me. Evenson took the cup handed by Sarah and was about to take a sip, but was suddenly stunned, "How is it water?"

"I'm done with my coffee," Sarah said coldly. "Don't ask me why I didn't buy it, you know why. ”

"I remember I left the money behind when I left," Evenson smiled apologetically at Steve, "Don't say you've already given it to you?"

Evenson could point to his own warlock conscience and promise that the money he left behind would definitely be enough for these guys to eat.

Syllable... When Sarah heard this, she burst the water glass at once, and said in a voice that was obviously suppressed with resentment, "You left the money, but you left all the money in the online bank." ”

"What's wrong?" said Evenson, taking a sip of water, confused, "Isn't it all popular to trade online these days...... "Evenson suddenly reacted, although online trading is simple and convenient, but generally as long as you know the account password, you can operate it on the computer, but in this store, in addition to his own boss and financial director Sarah knows the password, there is also a existence that can do everything possible to know the password.

Alas... As the saying goes, it's day and night defense, and it's hard to guard against dogs..."Habs?"

"That's right, it's that guy!" Sarah gritted her teeth and creaked, showing how big her resentment was, "As soon as you left on your front foot, that guy took advantage of my inattention to buy a lot of luxury dog food, and spent half of the money in one fell swoop." ”

Evenson said to himself, fortunately, I have two bank accounts, and the other one with a lot of money does not open any online trading services. "I guess you didn't spare him, did you?" and then Evenson turned his head to look left and right, and saw that Habs was not there, "You're not going to stew it, are you?"

"That's not true," a sinister smile hung on Sarah's lips, "we just tied it up and burned all the dog food in front of it, humming..."

"Burned?" Evenson disagreed, "I said you just don't have the financial acumen, if you sell the dog food, at least you can recover sixty percent of the loss, right?"

"When anger overwhelms the brain, there is always something irrational. Sarah seems to regret this, "so now they're all going out to make their own money." ”

"They can make money too?" Evenson exclaimed, "How?"

"What's not to do?" said Sarah, with a look of looking down on someone. "Habs is relatively simple, he goes out to play cheap, sells a cute and can come back, if he meets a dog thief, he can also make a false sum by the way, he can be considered self-sufficient. ”

"And Taylor, Dumen, and Tripsy went out on the bus. ”

"Selling your art?" said Evenson, saying to himself, that they still sell their arts, and no one wants to sell themselves.

"A big stone in my chest. Sarah said.

Immediately, Evenson's mind conjured up a picture of the demon guard Taylor lying on the ground, a large bluestone slab pressing on him, and then the imp Tripsy yelling around, and Dumen, the Voidwalker, smashing with a sledgehammer. "Isn't there anything wrong?"

With Taylor's figure, not to mention a broken boulder on his chest, even if he breaks a steel plate on his chest, he won't be injured, the only thing he's worried about is Dumen, who looks like a typical dead fat house, the kind that can breathe for half a day after walking two steps, and no one doubts him when he talks about a big hammer?

"Yes," Sarah said after a moment's thought, "there have been several times when Taylor was about to smash it with a sledgehammer, only to be stopped by the police who arrived. ”

"Wait... Taylor took the hammer?" Evenson sensed something was wrong, "Who's that rock?"

"Dumen. Sarah said as a matter of course, "After all, he's the defensive type." ”

Oh, that seems to make sense...... it! Let Dumen top the slab underneath, and those who don't know the truth still think you're murdering in the street!

"Well, forget it," a thousand words turned into a sigh, and Evenson said, "Tell them I'm back, and let them withdraw." lest I really be taken away by the police, I have to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. to sell my old face. ”

"You... That's it...?" a hesitant voice came.

Evenson suddenly remembered that Captain America was still sitting next to him. "Ah, I'm sorry to make you laugh, having a dog who is too smart at home will always cause some trouble. ”

"Hmph...," Steve burst out laughing, "I finally know why Director Fury let me tell you about me personally." ”

"Why?" Evenson also wondered why Nick Fury hadn't told him anything about Captain America beforehand, but had allowed Captain America to come into contact with him.

"He said..."Steve had a strange expression, as if he was trying to hold back a smile, "I have been out of touch with society for too long, both intellectually and psychologically, there is a huge gap with modern society, and he said that in addition to tutoring in S.H.I.E.L.D., it would be better to talk to you more." ”

"So?" said Evenson, who didn't hear the reason for hiding his Captain America affair.

"But—" Steve's smile became even more pronounced, "and he said that if he brought it up in front of you, you would definitely ask him for counseling fees and stuff like that, so just let me do it myself." ”

"Hmph..."Evenson smiled weirdly, Nick Fury, how do you know me so well, "Can't I just ask you for the money?"

"Does a man who has been dead for more than 60 years have any money?" Steve said nonchalantly, "I made a will to give all my property to the state after I died, so I have no money left except for living expenses." ”

Evenson stared at Steve for a long time and said, "Next time Taylor goes out to break a boulder in his chest, I'll take you one." ”