Chapter 2: Coulson's Questioning
In an ordinary restaurant, Ding Xiaomi and Coulson sat opposite each other.
Delicious steak, seductive wine, Ding Xiaomi gulped on the meat, he was so hungry, and from time to time he would take a sip of wine, which was mellow.
The only thing Coulson feels now is that Ding Xiaomi has come back from a certain battlefield, and one of the other things that Coulson can't believe is that he saw Ding Xiaomi's restored right arm, which is incredible.
"Don't you need to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. to check it out for you?" Coulson asked at this time, after all, Coulson was also very curious about this matter, and there was also a part of Ding Xiaomi's worries.
"Huh?" Ding Xiaomi stopped gobbling and looked at Coulson with some suspicion, the origin of his mechanical right arm, there is only one position for S.H.I.E.L.D. and others, "The origin is unknown!" S.H.I.E.L.D. will only think that this is Ding Xiaomi's defection to a certain force, because ordinary people do not have the ability to create this kind of flexible and combat-ready mechanical right arm.
Hydra made one for Bucky, the Winter Soldier, so no matter whether S.H.I.E.L.D. finds a hidden Hydra or not, Ding Xiaomi will not tell this secret.
Being stared at by Ding Xiaomi's vigilant gaze, Coulson coughed embarrassedly, it seems that the other party still doesn't believe in S.H.I.E.L.D., or is it taboo.
After quickly eating the steak and taking a sip of red wine, Ding Xiaomi sat here leisurely, slowly tasting the red wine, this kind of leisurely life is really not easy.
"You might need that." Coulson handed over a package, it was a gray package, not too thick, very thin.
Ding Xiaomi put down the wine glass and opened it casually, an ID card, a bank card, and some cash and car keys.
A little surprised to glance at Coulson, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s speed is really fast enough, from the time Ding Xiaomi appeared, Coulson could come over in more than an hour, Ding Xiaomi had long expected that he would be monitored one day, but he didn't expect S.H.I.E.L.D. to pay so much attention to him, it seems that Ding Xiaomi needs to be low-key, it's not a good thing to be too famous.
"It's fast." Ding Xiaomi didn't believe that Coulson would come over to eat with him if he was fine, so he still sat opposite and watched himself eat and drink.
"Passing by, passing by, there is a task passing by." Coulson said with a thick old face, as if he had something to explain to Ding Xiaomi.
Ding Xiaomi looked at Coulson suspiciously, "Say, if there is anything, I won't do it if it's too dangerous, I won't do it if it's too tired, and I won't do it if it's too troublesome." ”
"Ugh." Coulson is embarrassed, this is the same as not saying it, is there such a lazy person!
"Look at it!" Coulson's expression was serious, and he took out a reversed fold.
Ding Xiaomi took the information, spread it flat on the table, and tasted the red wine, this is a survey data, with dense data written on it, Ding Xiaomi is not interested in these, but he always sees a lot of repeated place names "Seattle", and there is another word that makes Ding Xiaomi squint - "abnormal energy"!
Ding Xiaomi tried his best in his mind, hoping to find some clues, is there a superhero in this place in Marvel? It's a pity that I didn't think of anything, Ding Xiaomi has long forgotten a lot of plots, and this is a real world, and it is very likely that there will be many superheroes or super villains that Ding Xiaomi doesn't know.
"What do you need me to do?" Ding Xiaomi asked suspiciously.
"Just look into it and do your best." Coulson said softly.
Ding Xiaomi looked at Coulson strangely, what does this mean?
"Okay, then, goodbye." Ding Xiaomi drank the last sip of red wine and picked up the package and information, stood up and left, as for the checkout, of course, it is Coulson's business, Ding Xiaomi is only responsible for taking money and eating, as for the task? Coulson's words were vague, and Ding Xiaomina had to do things vaguely.
Walking out of the restaurant, Ding Xiaomi looked at the black car parked at the door, and felt okay, but he didn't expect his first car to be sent by S.H.I.E.L.D., Ding Xiaomi felt that he had been bribed? Ahem, maybe.
S.H.I.E.L.D. gave him benefits, Ding Xiaomi is not a money-loving person, so he won't take things seriously.
Walking down the street, Ding Xiaomi was holding a bag with a shirt, pants and shoes, new clothes that Ding Xiaomi had just bought with the bank card he had just gotten from Coulson.
It's still easy to rent a house, Ding Xiaomi spent some money to rent a small house, the wide streets here are lined with some ordinary residents, since there is a task, Ding Xiaomi will not go back to his home in New York, although he misses home very much, but Ding Xiaomi still has to complete this task.
Walking into the rental room, Ding Xiaomi lay on the bed, he hadn't slept in such a comfortable bed for a long time, Ding Xiaomi was in the captain's time and space, and he slept on the ground or on the tree a lot of the time, and if the conditions were good, he could go back to the camp and sleep on the plank bed once.
Repeatedly, tossing and turning, Ding Xiaomi couldn't sleep at all, he was nervous every time he closed his eyes, and there was always a scene of artillery fire flashing in his eyes.
By the window of the corridor, leaning against the window, Ding Xiaomi looked at the quiet night, he wanted to be quiet, maybe he had the sequelae of the war, this is a very terrible thing, not the patent of people in this era.
This symptom is also called "post-war psychological syndrome", which belongs to "post-traumatic stress disorder", Ding Xiaomi did not become a big change in temperament, but gradually became a little numb, which made him vigilant, Ding Xiaomi has been reminding himself not to forget that feelings and bonds, otherwise numbing feelings will ruin a person, no matter how powerful or powerful he is.
Every time he closed his eyes, Ding Xiaomi would have a nightmare of war, which made him very distressed, and he always couldn't sleep well, and Ding Xiaomi, who had insomnia, leaned against the window and looked at the starry sky in the night, blowing the cold wind, and he didn't feel sleepy.
A used car drove by and stopped in front of the house opposite, "Andrew, I'll come back tomorrow to pick you up, good night." ”
"Good night." Andrew, an extremely introverted young man, got out of the car, said goodnight to his cousin, and walked to his home.
Ding Xiaomi didn't care about this, but his face suddenly became relieved, and then he looked at the young man Andrew with some suspicion.
After a cold breeze, Ding Xiaomi picked up the headphones he had just bought and put them on, playing piano accompaniment, Ding Xiaomi tried to relax himself as much as possible, and lay on the bed to prepare for sleep.
There is always a war in front of him, the captain raised his shield to help him block the fire, the corners of Ding Xiaomi's eyes gradually moistened, the captain must have been frozen for so long, he must be more tormented than Ding Xiaomi.
Constantly tormented by nightmares and memories of his comrades-in-arms, Ding Xiaomi fell asleep exhausted. As long as there are bonds and family, numb people will always come out of the shadows.