It's not that hard to figure out who a person is.

In this world, the most difficult thing is to completely erase a person's traces.

Especially in today's era, the explosion of information, even if a person with a heart has a lot of resources and energy, and wants to erase a person's traces, but it can't stop people from finding out the traces of this person from the corners through various means.

Summer Night, it is obviously the person who has a heart behind it.

Through Natasha, Tony's vast network and database, borrowing from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s system, he has quickly gotten a name.

Victor? Clarke!

Birthplace, time, upbringing...... A wide range of information is complete.

And he was a genius, and at the age of twenty, he already received a doctorate in neurobiology.

It is said that brain science, which has been developed through in-depth research, not only has a detailed study and understanding of the structure and function of the brain, but also has raised countless possibilities, and has published more than one book on related knowledge.

But the resume of the next three years has become mediocre, as if it is not from all others.

And after skipping those three years of resume, he died......

Died in a car accident.

But Summer Night looked at the missing hand in front of Victor, and he really couldn't see where he had traces of a car accident except for the knife he gave him?

"So, you must have been in contact with the Hydra people when you were twenty years old? The next three years, the reason why it was unremarkable was just to pave the way for your 'death'? ”

Summer Night's tone is calm, and he thinks he is very approachable.

Victor didn't say a word, the wound on his hand had been carefully bandaged by the summer night, and there were blood stains, but it didn't affect anything...... Of course, if he tries to hold the gun with his right hand and shoot in the future, it is estimated that this job will be a little difficult.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't talk."

"I know it's hard to try to get someone like you to speak, and I don't have my own professional interrogators right now, and I'm really a little unprofessional if I want to get something out of your mouth," said Summer Night. But that's okay...... I'm not just you. You know, the one in the basement, once he regains his memory, should know no less than you. ”

"He definitely doesn't know much."

When Victor heard this, he looked at the summer night: "He's just a weapon, a tool!" ”

"So, you're the one who wields weapons and tools?" Summer Night smiled: "Actually, I'm quite curious, why don't we chat?" According to your Hydra's style of casting a wide net, special talents like you don't need to 'die', right? Instead, you will be placed in a position where you are specifically needed, allowing you to use your expertise, so that you can make greater progress and have more say in the relevant environment. But why, did you accept the arrangement of 'death'? ”

Victor closed his eyes and refused to cooperate.

Summer Night sighed: "Such an attitude is too sad. ”

He stood up and said, "But it's okay, it's okay, we still have time...... In a few days, I may bring a friend and make you a good companion. ”

After saying that, Summer Night put the people away.

As he said, he was not professional in interrogation, and if he could come up with something useful, it would be great, and if he couldn't, it would just be a waste of his time, and it wasn't a big deal.

With the prepared food, Summer Night went to the underground, in front of the cell on that floor.

Bucky opened his eyes at the sound of footsteps, glanced at the summer night, and closed them again.

Summer Night was a little speechless: "You hydra, is it a terrorist organization, or a sect of cultivating immortals?" All day long you know to sit and close your eyes...... Are you planning to go straight to the Nine Heavens one day, and then come to me for revenge? ”

Bucky frowned, feeling that the man was talking inexplicably.

What does that mean?

When Summer Night brought food to the room, he was thinking that although Harry had made such a big prison here, it was not very practical.

With so many cells, not to mention the question of whether they can be filled, even if they can be filled, who will cook for them?

It's so secretive here, it's definitely unreliable to hire ordinary people, pointing to a person cooking for them on a summer night?

Not to mention whether he will die of exhaustion on a summer night, let's just say that his craftsmanship is not very remarkable, which can be seen from Bucky's increasingly thin face.

Anyway, Summer Night felt that he couldn't eat what he had made.

It's hard for Bucky to eat every meal, what does the child have to be hungry for?

Meals were delivered, and then a tablet was sent in on a summer night, and a TV hung in the cell, apparently a 'hardcover' version of the cell, and you didn't have to buy furniture to move in.

The TV was full of footage from the memorial about Steve.

None of these videos carry the image of a summer night...... This country never recognized his existence back then, how could it give people any illusions? Keep it in the mouth of the people, gossip after tea and dinner?

These things are played on summer nights just to give Bucky some excitement.

However, after a long time, the stimulation may not be there, but the effect of hypnosis is there, and Bucky is drowsy every day...... It seems that people always like to close their eyes, but they are not really cultivating immortals.

Bucky picked up the tablet and clicked on it, and the voice of the summer night followed: "Now it's calm outside, and all the moths are dormant together." It's like a little squirrel that has already stored its food for the winter. Such a calm world is really a little incomprehensible. ”

There is no system on the tablet, and there is no Internet connection, only a few news videos that have been saved to relieve his boredom.

lest it take a long time to make him disconnected from this society.

In the future, I will take it out to fight, after all, I am not a real prisoner, so I will take extra care of it on the summer night.

Bucky eats on the news, and it seems that this is the only way to make these hard-to-swallow foods delicious.

However, while eating, his expression suddenly froze, and he pursed his lips: "The King of Beheading." ”