Walking out of the clinic door, Steve saw Duke bolting the door with chains, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was very delicate, and he tried to make the atmosphere better: "I think you know my name, you can call me Steve, you don't have to call me captain all the time." It's been seventy years, and I'm no longer a captain. ”

"My name is Duke and I'm a dentist." Duke hung up the big lock: "You've always been the captain, and when I was in school, there was a picture of you in the history books." With your dedicated gallery in the New York Museum, you crush the Nazi ambitions and stop the Axis powers from conquering the world, and you are the symbol of the country and the hero of the world. ”

Steve was surprised: "Is that me?" I don't remember that I was so great, I couldn't do that, and the victory was due to the tireless efforts of everyone, not to one person. And are you really a dentist? I thought you were aliens. ”

Duke ignored Steve's complaints and continued: "That's how you are promoted in books, and some people mythologize you and make you a spirit and a belief. ”

Steve was speechless, a little hesitant: "Why me, there are so many heroes?" ”

"Because your story is the most legendary, or maybe it's because you're dead. Dead faith can only be admired, and those who are alive may run for president...... That's about it. Duke's sharp words were like a sharp knife, picking apart the bloody reality.

After hearing this, Steve suddenly became inexplicably irritable, and felt a sense of depression in his heart, but he didn't know who to vent to. Suddenly hearing that he had become a unique hero, he was still a little happy, but behind the hero was a game of interests, which reminded him of his life in the song and dance troupe, when he was also a symbol.

"Hey, Dr. Duke! We're meeting for the third time tonight, aren't you really thinking about some laundry detergent? Gold, the salesman, sprang out of the corner and greeted happily: "Wow! What's wrong with your door?.. Came to your house to fight terrorism? ”

"Laundry detergent?" Steve didn't know what to expect, and now the salesman was too diligent and went out at night to expand his business.

"Man, what a face! Need some laundry detergent? Gold turned to look at Steve, looked up and down a few times, and shook his head to stop talking nonsense. A professional salesman must have a ruthless eye, and Gold could tell at a glance that Steve's coat did not fit, either stolen or borrowed, and the pants on his legs were old-fashioned, and even the old man in the park wore them more fashionably than this time.

A poor ghost who doesn't have a dime! Gold cursed.

"What is laundry detergent?" In the spirit of asking questions if he didn't understand, Steve looked at Duke.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, his name is Gold, and he's a thug on this street. Laundry detergent is sea X-in, with your superhuman physical fitness, it's okay to eat as a meal. Duke explained.

Steve didn't speak, but Gold was angry first, and he spat at himself and argued: "Doctor, I'm not a street gangster, I'm an underworld." ”

Gold's funny appearance amused Steve, and Captain America smiled and looked at the gangsters in front of him, he could feel that the other party's character was not bad, at most he was misguided, and he was far from the underworld.

"Gold, do you know what the real underworld is?" Duke felt the need to explain to the idiot in front of him, so that he wouldn't know what was wrong when he was arrested by the police.

"The real underworld?" Gold was stunned.

"The underworld is a philanthropist who drives tens of millions of luxury cars, wears a brand-name suit, holds important social positions, holds dozens of women in his arms, and has a group of bodyguards around him. Well...... Also, every time they do a good deed, they will be photographed by reporters. Duke spoke at a rapid pace without stopping.

"What about people like me who smoke and play cards, are full of swearing, come out in the middle of the night to sell laundry detergent, and are embarrassed to talk to others without a few holes in their clothes?" Gold suddenly felt that what Duke said made sense, so he humbly asked, he wanted to know his position.

Duke: "It's X-force!" ”

Gold: "......"

Saying goodbye to a dejected Gold, Duke took Steve down the streets of Brooklyn. New York is lit up at four o'clock in the morning, and the bustling main street is full of people, and the colorful neon lights are printed on Steve's face, making his face look pale and weak.

The two walked around for a long time, and Duke took Steve to the museum by subway. The natural gate of the museum was closed in the middle of the night, but this did not bother Duke, and he spoke cordially to the guard at the door, and the guard greeted the two of them with a smile as if he were serving the boss.

"How did you do that?" Steve was curious, the guard's attitude was tough at first, but Duke said two nonsense words, and the other party's attitude changed drastically, and the wrinkles on his face came out with a smile.

"I'm good at communicating with people, it's the charm of language! There are not so many quarrels in life, and sometimes people only understand each other. Duke said sincerely, feeding the captain a bowl of chicken soup by the way.

Steve rolled his eyes, he didn't believe Duke's nonsense, he could feel what Duke had done to the guards, but it was too secretive for him to find out.

The guards turn on the museum's lights, turn on the radio and phantom lights, and lead the two to the Captain America exhibition hall. Steve quietly looked at the description of him, and he ignored the boastful praise of his deeds, and looked at the other exhibitions without saying a word. There's Bucky's, there's Roaring Commando...... Recalling the memories in his mind, Steve was silent for a long time.

"What do you think?" Duke asked.

"It's too much, I don't know how to describe it."

"There's the NYPD down the next street, you can go there and identify yourself, and someone will pick you up soon."

"I'm just an outdated soldier, and now this society doesn't need me anymore." Steve laughed miserably and sat down in his chair, the museum's observations telling him clearly and accurately that he was just a thing of the past. In the era of informatization and technology, there is no ship that can carry him...... Ahem, there's no place for him.

To put it bluntly, he is a soldier who can only fight, and he has no skills except for carrying out orders.

Seventy years of sleep, he is too out of touch with the world, his mind is still stuck in seventy years ago, whether it is cognitive convenience or mental level, it is incompatible, he doesn't even know what laundry detergent is.

There are no friends, no family, everything is blank, and a person standing on the other side of the world, wanting to fit in but not knowing where to start.

What was once a hero is now just a confused homeless man, homeless.

Lonely, fearful, confused, overwhelmed...... Duke was surprised to see a myriad of negativity in Steve's eyes, is this still the fearless Captain America? Where did his confidence and tenacity go?

Duke thought of the masterpiece he had seen, in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption", the old man who had been in prison for fifty years, after being released from prison, could not overcome his fear of reality, and hanged himself in a small hotel, smiling before dying. Similarly, there is another "Pianist at Sea" that tells a similar plot.

Steve's situation is a little better than theirs, but it's not much better, and how do you feel when you wake up and humanity has entered the era of space colonization? No identity, no friends, no one knows who you are...... Laughter and laughter have nothing to do with them, only loneliness is left in human affection, this is not the world, this is hell!

"Maybe you should see a psychiatrist, I know a couple of nice guys that I can introduce to you. Of course, they have a high fee and are billed by the hour. But don't worry, I think with your advanced age, you will have a lot of retirement salary and pension to take. Duke said with a very strange face: "They owe you a lot of wages, maybe they will compensate you for a house, now that the land in New York is expensive, it is not bad to have a house." You just slept and woke up to save fifty years of struggle, which is actually pretty good......"

Steve listened to a black line, pension or something, he couldn't accept it for a while, his mental age was only in his twenties. Fifty years before you can buy a house, how expensive are the prices in New York right now?

"I don't want to contact people from the country now, so forget it!" Steve sighed: "I used to be able to devote myself to serving my country, but now it's different, the times don't need me anymore." ”

"So Steve, where do you want to go next?" Duke feels as if he has changed the plot, and it must be interesting if Steve is no longer Captain America.

"I ...... I don't know. Steve looked blankly at his exhibition hall, the world only had memories of him, and he himself was superfluous.

Just as Duke was about to say something, Steve suddenly walked into a playback room, and the poster in front of the door was printed with a mugshot of a beautiful woman in military uniform, who was his girlfriend Peggy Carter.

Duke didn't enter the showroom, he stood against the wall outside the door, and inside was a sad story, and he didn't want to comfort an emotionally wounded old man.

After a long time, Steve walked out, his eyes were a little red and swollen, his gait was staggering, and his figure was even more rickety. Under the repeated blows, even if his spirit is strong, it is a little unbearable.

Duke didn't speak, and patted Steve on the shoulder: "Captain, do you want to go to the bar for a drink." ”

Steve smiled wryly: "My cells are immune to alcohol and toxins, and I can't get drunk. ”

"It was a tragedy." Duke said pityingly, what is the difference between undrunk wine and mineral water.

"You can just call me Steve, I'm not the captain anymore." Steve's words seemed to mean something.

"Okay, Captain."

"It's Steve......"

"Understood, Captain."

"Forget it, it's good if you're happy." Steve reluctantly gave up, and wanted to punch Duke in the face, but was afraid of pain.

The two walked out of the museum, and Steve walked down the street and asked coldly: "Doctor Duke, if I go to the police station, aren't you afraid of revealing your identity?" ”

Steve is not a fool, on the contrary, the super-soldier serum gives him an unparalleled sober mind, his IQ crushes most people, but the disconnection from society makes him look a little dumbfounded. He could sense Duke's extraordinary, but it was too suspicious for such a powerful person to hide in a small clinic on the streets of New York, no matter from any angle.

"No, I'll cleanse your memory when I leave, no one will know that I saved you." Duke shrugged, indicating that none of this was a problem.

Steve twitched and sneered, "You must be kidding...... Right? ”

Duke didn't reply, and the two walked quietly until the morning sun cleared and they returned to the clinic. Steve turned to look at the alley where he had been beaten.

"Dr. Duke, I have a reluctant request." Steve was silent all the way, and finally made up his mind.

"First of all, I won't take you in. At most, I'll have breakfast and then you'll go wherever you want. Seeing that Steve was about to stop talking, Duke preemptively said.

"It's not this ......" Steve was speechless and adjusted his tone: "I want to meet Peggy, can you help me?" ”

"Huh? Why do you think I can help you? ”

"My gut tells me you can." "She's the only obsession I'm having in this world...... I still owe her a dance. Luckily, I still have a chance to make amends, otherwise I really don't know what the point of being alive is. ”

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