CHAPTER XXVIII

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Bailey, this is the name he gave her, and now, she has added other words in front of her name, what does it represent, her new life?

Outside the window, lightning and thunder, torrential rain unceremoniously beating poor banana leaves, just like Steve Rogers was feeling at the moment, Isbelli's lies and injuries tormented him, and it was impossible to end it and escape.

"Uh, Captain, I've bought some lunch and come back."

The musings are interrupted, and it is the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents sent by Nick Fury to assist him returning.

"Thank you."

Steve put away his stunned look and walked away from the window to the table.

"I don't know if you're used to the food of modern society, I'm afraid that my taste is not your taste, so I prepared some food from your time......"

"Spam luncheon meat?" Steve was a little surprised to pick up a kind of canned food that was often eaten during World War II, "Mr. Curson, did you buy it for me?" ”

"It's not a special purchase, the convenience store downstairs just happens to have it." Phil Corson smiled shyly and handed the can driver to Steve, "Captain, you can call me by my name, it's a great honor to have the opportunity to fight alongside you, this, it's a great honor, I'm really happy, very, happy." ”

Hearing this, Nick Fury, who was listening from a distance, laughed, and he knew that if he sent Coulson, he would die of joy. There is no reason for this, because Phil Cowson is a die-hard fan of Captain America, and he has a bunch of Captain America merch in his hand, even old cards and the like.

Of course, Steve didn't know that Curson was his little fan, and he hooked his lower lip: "Why do you use honorifics on me, because I've lived for almost a hundred years, is it the age of grandpa." ”

"No, how is that possible?" Corson immediately denied that Nick Fury could prove that he was absolutely only using honorifics to Captain America because he admired him too much.

"Well, I'll call you Corson, and you won't use honorifics." Steve smiled, opened the can, and was about to grab it with his hands as he did during World War II, when he suddenly remembered that the times were different, so he picked up the fork next to him instead.

Spam luncheon meat, still the same taste, is ...... Difficult to swallow. Seriously, they were eating this kind of canned food all the time, and they couldn't get tired of it, so Bucky secretly went to the woods to hunt to improve their food. In retrospect, although the days during the war were very difficult, with Bucky and them, it didn't seem so difficult.

Bucky ......

Steve lost his smile, the fork in his hand gradually changed shape, and the luncheon meat in his mouth became bitter.

"Where is she, have you found out?"

The familiar taste evoked both good and sad memories in Steve's heart, and he let go of his bent fork and had no appetite.

"Satellites are matching similar face recognition on Earth twenty-four hours a day, and we'll know as soon as Bailey shows up." Corson forked a piece of luncheon meat and put it in his mouth, thinking that he and his idol would actually eat at the same table one day. God, allow him, an atheist, to shout God! His heart was so excited that he had to do his best to restrain himself from reaching out to touch his idol's big breasts. "Ahem, this one is quite delicious, no wonder Bailey asked me to buy it for her."

"You call her Bailey?" Steve looked up at Corson.

Cosen was puzzled: "Is there something wrong, or should I call her full name Isbelle?" ”

"No, I thought you all called her 084, or ...... Monster. The last two words, Steve paused for the last two words, and he almost turned his face with Peggy Carter when she called her that. Now, seventy years later, he took the initiative to say that word, betrayal is indeed infuriating, but the loss of the sacrificial life of his best friend is even more chilling and disappointing.

“……”

Coulson was surprised to hear Steve say that Isbelli was a monster. On World War II-era paper materials, there are only a few sentences about Bailey, which probably says that she has a good relationship with Captain America and is Steve's confidante.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I don't quite understand why you look like ...... Angry, isn't Bailey very important to you, the information says you love her very much......"

"That's all her lies and disguises!"

Steve interrupted Curson in a deep voice, he didn't want to be angry, but as long as he thought about Bucky's death and the betrayal on the ship, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

“……”

Looking at the angry Steve, Curson was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Isbelli's suddenly brutal and bloody side, and secretly wondered if he had also changed his personality during World War II, and then did something bad.

"Uh, that 'Bailey' in the S.H.I.E.L.D. video also appeared during World War II, right?"

Curson asked cautiously, in exchange for Steve's frowning deeper, and the obvious answer, yes.

"Drip—"

The computer placed not far away flashed.

"She's here!"

The location is a wealthy street in California.

Steve Rogers stood up, "Act now." With that, he left the table and walked towards the door, where Captain America's shield hung behind it.

"Excuse, Captain." Corson hurriedly got up, "The first goal of this mission is to capture Bailey alive or bring Bailey back as much as possible without being known by a third party, so I think it would be more appropriate for us to disguise ourselves as ordinary civilians and then wait for the opportunity to put a device on her." ”

“……”

Captain America silently lowered his shield.

……

Rich Street, California.

Isbelle, who had been wearing a shirt for a week, finally came out at the persuasion of Tony Stark.

Before leaving the door, she also discussed this matter with him seriously for a while.

"It doesn't matter to me what you wear, I think you can wear your clothes, so why do you have to buy anything else?"

"No, what you wear matters to me. I'm a normal man, and if you continue to wear my shirt and sway around with two bare white legs, I'm afraid I'll be tempted to lift them up and wrap them around my waist. ”

“？”

"God forbid, fortunately, your pure white lotus-like expression at the moment prevented my hand from touching you."

"Tony, are you trying to say you want me? I once read something about the love between men and women in a book, and it said that when a couple rises to the level of a lover, they do ......"

“Shutup！ Please, Jarvis, get her away. ”

“…… Yessir。 ”

……

Thinking of the way Tony Stark looked at her, Isbelli stopped in front of a mirror in the mall, and she looked at herself seriously, but she couldn't see any attraction for a long time. Her appearance tends to be oriental, and she personally likes to wear white clothes, and her usual style and sexy beauty are completely incompatible, I really don't know what attracts Tony.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, Miss Lily."

Jarvis saw her standing still in front of the mirror and asked her.

"No, Jarvis, I'm fine."

Isbelle shook her head, and was about to say to go upstairs to have a look, when a corner of the mirror suddenly reflected a person who could never have been here.