This is the anti-theft badge
Opening the file bag,
Looking through it from beginning to end, Suzanne nodded slightly,
A trace of satisfaction finally flashed through his dark eyes. Inside were some of Hydra's action reports in recent years,
There were also Pirs' comments on it, which was enough to explain the problem.
At the very least..,
It was enough evidence to convince some people.
In fact, at the moment when Dr. Zola was caught, Suzanne didn't need to go through so much trouble to ambush Pirs, this small boss,
There was no need to waste any more effort to find such evidence. If she wanted to win people's trust, she just needed to put this intelligent life form in front of them. It couldn't be any simpler.
The reason why she didn't want to do that..,
It was because she was still scheming against him.
After learning from Zola that the Winter Soldier was Team USA's best friend, Sergeant James Barnes, Suzanne was in a bad mood.
Even though she didn't know much about these superheroes in the United States,
However, no matter how indifferent she was, she had still heard of the famous Captain America and his best friend who shared a pair of pants.
Speaking of which, as the direct murderer of her parents, the Winter Soldier originally bore her most extreme and intense hatred. But now that this trump card was turned over..,
She found out that he was just an accomplice who had been brainwashed and controlled,
Suzanne still couldn't completely let go,
But it was inevitable that she would pour more hatred on the culprit, Hydra.
However..,
This didn't mean that Suzanne would gently turn the page. No matter what..,
He was the one whose hands were stained with blood,
It was also an indisputable fact that her parents were killed by him,
This guy couldn't be said to be innocent in any way.
She didn't follow the original plan to burn his bones and scatter his ashes..,
It didn't mean that she didn't have other thoughts. No matter what, it was inevitable that she would vent her anger.
The premise was that his good friend, the Team USA leader, didn't stop him.
Suzanne was very sure that with the friendship between the two, as soon as the captain of Team USA found out about his good friend's sad situation, he would definitely intervene. And most likely, he was protecting his best friend who had been brainwashed. Even if he didn't stop Suzanne from causing trouble, he would still be in the way and wouldn't let her go too far.
It wasn't that Suzanne couldn't understand.
To the captain of Team USA who had just thawed out of the ice, Sergeant Barnes was not only a close friend he had grown up with, but also a lonely ship drifting in the boundless sea. He was ready to capsize in loneliness and despair, but one day he found another ship in front of him, and he was ecstatic to finally find his own kind.
It was the existence that could bring comfort, warmth, and a sense of security to a lonely soul in this era when he returned to the world seventy years later.
Therefore, he meant a lot to the captain of Team USA.
But understanding was one thing, and taking revenge was another. Everyone stood in a different position, there would always be different actions, and different conclusions. Suzanne could think from the standpoint of the captain of Team USA, but this did not shake her decision.
To avoid the captain of Team USA on this matter, Suzanne certainly couldn't just hand Dr. Zola over.
Dr. Zola was the person in charge of the Winter Soldier project. If he couldn't resist the interrogation and reveal his identity, would she still want to act in private? What kind of unrealistic dream was this?
With this conclusion, it wasn't difficult to understand why Suzanne made such a seemingly unnecessary move tonight. Now that she had obtained such favorable evidence, it was not in vain that she had driven for so many hours and spent so much effort to rush over.
However, getting this information only achieved one of her goals. She also wanted to know the specific whereabouts of the Winter Soldier.
At this moment, Suzanne already knew that inhumane things like Hydra were released as weapons when they were useful, and frozen back when they were no longer useful. It was no wonder that Charles said he was like a ghost and suspected that he didn't live on Earth at all.
It was useless to know this. Suzanne still didn't know where he was frozen at this moment.
Dr. Zola was indeed the person in charge of the Winter Soldier project, but that was many years ago. He had been holed up in a basement for many years and didn't even have an Internet connection. He was completely unaware of the Hydra's movements in recent years, just like a retired veteran.
It was better to count on Jessica than count on him. It was just that the speed of finding him was a little slower, and it would take some time. But Suzanne didn't want to wait for this little bit of time.
The hatred of her parents' death had become an incomparably sharp thorn in her heart. If it wasn't removed, she would be bleeding and unable to sleep or eat in peace.
Before, she didn't know who her enemy was, so she could still tolerate it. But now, she really didn't want to breathe the same air as her enemy for a second longer. She couldn't wait to send these scumbags and bastards to hell as soon as possible.
In that case, there was clearly a shortcut in front of her. What reason did she have to waste time waiting?
Coming to the bright black marble bar, Suzanne put the file aside and poured a glass of champagne in her hand.
Taking a sip of the high-quality champagne in the glass, she looked at the dung beetle struggling under the glass and revealed a malicious smile. At the same time, she ordered in her mind, "Go, Jessica. No matter what Harry is doing, send him to me."
Back to the summer when Suzanne was five years old.
When Charles asked her if she wanted to go to his school, Suzanne rejected his invitation almost without hesitation.
She knew her own family. She didn't have any superpowers, she just had a cheat code. When Jessica and the world were completely integrated, her "superpowers" would naturally stabilize. She didn't need to train at all.
Moreover, she really liked Sherlock Holmes, even if it was Sherlock.
Yes, he would ask her to do a lot of inexplicable experiments. He would also rudely point out the little secrets that she wanted to hide. He was more than happy to expose her little lies and embarrass her. However, whenever there was chocolate that she liked in the food, he would give all of his share to her.
Although he refused to admit it and insisted that sweets would hinder his thinking. He just wanted Suzanne to help him deal with _ (: 3J ∠) _.
To her, Holmes were her real family. She didn't want to leave them.
Although Charles felt a little regretful, he didn't force it.
"Then can I invite you to my school during the holidays?" He asked.
At that time, Suzanne was still three heads and a round face. She nodded obediently and said with starry eyes, "I'd love to, Charles. A mutant school sounds very cool. I really want to see it. "
Charles touched her head and said gently, "Our Suzie is so cute. The children will like you very much. You will make a lot of good friends."
"I'm looking forward to it," Suzanne said.
Then, the little girl looked at Charles. Her round face frowned. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped.
Seeing the little girl's hesitation, Charles asked considerately, "What's wrong, Suzanne?"
Biting her lips, Suzanne finally made up her mind. "You are my father's best friend. Otherwise, you wouldn't be my godfather. Right, Charles?"
The professor nodded and said affirmatively, "Yes, people only let their best friends become their children's godfathers. Of course, I am your father's best friend. There is no doubt about it."
"Then do you know if my father or mother have any enemies?" Suzanne stared at him closely. She didn't want to miss the slightest change of expression on his face.
Charles was stunned. "Why do you ask, sweetheart?" He frowned deeply and asked worriedly, "Did something bad happen to you? Or … did someone say something to you? "
"No." Suzanne shook her head. "I didn't encounter any danger, and no one said anything strange to me."
Then, she looked at Charles with a penetrating gaze that didn't look like a child at all. She said firmly, "If you say something like this, it proves that they do have enemies. And you know, right?"
Charles smiled bitterly and looked at Suzanne seriously. "I don't want to lie to you, sweetheart. But before I answer your question, can I ask how you know this? "
"I'm a little unusual. You know that," Suzanne said.
The professor nodded and waited for her to continue.
Suzanna said softly, "When I was in the car accident, although I was just born and couldn't see anything clearly, I actually already have memories."
"I'm sorry," Charles whispered. He reached out and rubbed the little girl's head gently, trying to comfort her in this way.
"You don't have to be like this, Charles." Suzanne shook her head and pulled out a smile. "It's been five years. In fact, I've almost forgotten the feeling at that time." After saying that, she pretended to be relaxed and shrugged. "You know, humans are best at lying to themselves."
The little girl didn't know how ugly her smile was. Looking at her like this, Charles felt more and more distressed. His parents had died in front of him. How could he just forget about it?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stretch out his arms, put his hands around her waist, and picked the little girl up.
After putting the little girl on his lap, Charles gently kissed her forehead. "Sweetheart, you don't have to force yourself. It's normal to be sad because of the departure of your family."
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