In the face of Barton's blunt joke, although Ning Fei knew that Professor X in the comics had been unable to walk all his life, he really couldn't feel this joke, so he just squeezed the corners of his mouth and smiled symbolically.

Ning Fei controlled the wheelchair and walked around the room, a wooden single bed, a bedside table, a wall-mounted TV, a small sofa placed on the wall, and a wardrobe, the furniture was not brand new, only the sheets and quilts had been replaced.

In order not to look too dull, Barton helped turn on the TV, which was playing a well-known news program - Planet Report, and the red-haired female anchor was broadcasting about the election preparations for the Council of the Union Parliament: "The term of five members of the Council of the Union Parliament is about to expire, according to the official report of the Council of the League, the election has 22 candidates for parliament, they are from the two factions of the Union Parliament, and the final result of the competition for these five Council seats will affect the political discourse of the two factions in the next five years. It will also directly and indirectly affect the global situation. The camp of dovish candidates, represented by Congressman Fox, and the camp of hawkish candidates, represented by Congressman Roland, are making a vigorous speaking tour in the league's boroughs to win public votes. The dovish camp, in particular, has invested heavily in this election, not only using the results of the peace truce achieved in the past year to build momentum, but also spending a lot of money to buy the front-page advertisements of many well-known newspapers, and at the same time making enough hot spots on the Internet, and the momentum is huge......"

Barton felt that it was a little noisy again, so he turned down his voice, and then walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the setting sun passed through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, sprinkled on the floor, sprinkled on the sheets, and sprinkled on Ning Fei. Barton just greeted the light, looking out the window, his burly body elongated and reflected.

Ning Fei drove the wheelchair to Barton's side, and also looked out the window, with a wide field of vision.

"You know what?" , Barton said.

"Huh?"

"This room", Barton turned around and walked to the desk, wiped his fingers over the tabletop, there was a little dust, dusted his hands, and then walked to the wardrobe, opened the cabinet door, the light in the closet turned on, and on the side was a hidden folding mirror that could be stretched out freely, and you could see that several sets of men's uniforms and suits were neatly hung inside, "This is where your father lived, he was a man with a simple lifestyle, not many things, I stayed as much as I could." ”

Ning Fei's heart suddenly froze, he came to the wardrobe, and stretched out his hand with his fingers trembling slightly, but he timidly took his hand back halfway.

"What kind of man is he, in your eyes?" , Ning Fei suddenly asked Barton.

"A smart, brilliant agent, not a simple hero, he was a complex man, he was true to himself, he could do anything for his beliefs, and he was dangerous," Barton recalled.

Ning Fei's eyes were gloomy, and he lowered his head and muttered, "I don't want to be like him......"

Barton patted Ning Fei on the shoulder, "You're actually a very good young man. ”

Ning Fei smiled miserably and raised his hands, "Good people don't live long." ”

"It's all about being young."

Barton closed the closet door, turned around, and pointed to a door on one side of the room, "I know you're interested in something, there's a room behind that door, and it's your father's private space, and he never invites people in." ”

"What's in there?" , Ning Fei asked.

"I haven't been in, and I'm not a person who likes to peek into other people's privacy," Barton said seriously.

"Really?" , Ning Fei's face was strange.

"Unless, of course, an occasional exception is made for work reasons."

"Then it seems that you have made an exception once in a while," Ning Fei shook his head and said.

It was an ordinary-looking white interior door, Ning Fei drove the wheelchair to the door, and wanted to push it in with his hand, but the door did not move, but a set of 12-grid digital touch keyboard lights were lit on the door, and the design style was as old-fashioned as the virtual dial keyboard of a mobile phone.

Ning Fei turned back to Barton and said, "What's the password?" If you didn't say I'd think it was the bathroom door. ”

"I don't know," Barton shook his head and stepped forward, "8-digit password, if you make it wrong four times, it will lock up for 24 hours." ”

Obviously, Barton had already tried, and it was almost no brute force that the door was saved.

Ning Fei kept his hand on his cheek, and the other one was placed in front of the numeric keypad, hesitated for a moment, and entered his birthday.

"Wrong, no traffic!"

Ning Fei was annoyed, and the sudden embarrassment swept away the low mood just now, and he could only secretly hope that Barton didn't think of the meaning of that string of numbers.

Try again, tap your finger on the numeric touch pad from left to right, top to bottom, and type "12345678".

"Wrong, no traffic!"

Ning Fei scratched his head, and in turn, typed it again, "87654321".

"Wrong password, no pass!"

Ning Fei was even more annoyed, if it weren't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he really wanted to kick it.

Barton couldn't stand it anymore, and he wanted to stop talking, but finally he couldn't help but say: "There is a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not, don't try to wait for the difference series......"

There was only one last chance left, and Ning Fei's face darkened.

"Nothing happens if you make a mistake, it's a big deal to try again tomorrow," Barton relieved.

"Okay", Ning Fei also suddenly thought of something, and entered another string of numbers without any further hesitation.

"Click", the door lock opened.

"Oh~ How did you guess?" Barton was slightly surprised.

"I have to thank my mother", Ning Fei pushed open the door and was the first to enter, and the lights in the room turned on automatically.

Ning Fei glanced back and saw Barton's inquiring eyes, so he said, "Come in!" ”

Barton then walked in. The room looked like a study, with a large bookshelf against the wall, a lot of books, a little messy, and a heavy old wooden desk with an ashtray on it, and an upside-down picture frame.

Barton picked up the photo frame and flipped it over, and it was a photo of Ning Fei's father when he was young, and his wife were sitting on the sofa at home, and there was a little boy on the ground playing with plastic toys.

There was nothing special in the room, and Barton suddenly glanced at his phone, probably someone was looking for him, so he handed the picture frame to Ning Fei and asked him to stay by himself, saying, "I have to go, there are some troublesome things in the council, and I have to deal with them." If you have anything, you can call me, or find Caitlin, the others are not at the base. ”

"Thank you, Barton!" , Ning Fei nodded and said with sincere gratitude.

......

After Barton left, Ning Fei was the only one left in the study, and he found a place on the bookshelf to put his father's photo frame away.

When you are alone, you will begin to think of a lot of past things, many people in the past, and countless fragments and scenes make people arouse emotions, which are uncomfortable and willing to indulge in them.

Ning Fei moved to the inside of the desk in a wheelchair and sat there, resting his elbows on the desk, his fingers crossed in front of him, and his thumbs drawing circles with each other.

Then he shook his head, thinking about some things randomly, Ning Fei leaned back and sat in a more relaxed position, so that his limbs would be a little more comfortable. A hand subconsciously reached under the desk, wanting to open the drawer to take a look.

Suddenly, Nimfera's hand in the drawer stopped.

There's something under the desk.

Pulled the wheelchair back a little, lowered his head, there was a concave control switch under the desk, Ning Fei put a finger into it, just enough to bend and hook, and gently pulled it down.

A device was activated.

The sound of motors and mechanical gears turning, the bookshelf that was attached to the wall began to fold and move longitudinally, probably because the machine was a little old, and the bookshelf shook when it moved, and some books fell down. Behind the bookshelf is a large cabinet made of shiny metal, which looks a bit like a large wardrobe, but the metal cabinet is not hung with coats, but is full of dense weapons and equipment.

At first glance, it is a private treasure, as bright as new!