The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

the next day.

early morning.

Lake drank the coffee in his hand at the dining table and looked at the newspaper in his hand. After a few days of soy milk fritters, Skye still chose the traditional federal breakfast.

After all, she was used to the federation early. Soymilk fritters were a must for people in the East, but for Skye, it was just a snack that she was interested in tasting.

Skye drank his milk, thought about it, and looked up at Lake: "That..."

Lake didn't look up: "What?"

Skye shook his head first, then looked at Lake cautiously: "Lake, the adoptive mother you said yesterday is... Cypher is not Rachel, right?"

"Of course not, trust me, Rachel's computer skills are as bad as mine, no, better than me," Lake said.

He couldn't pull out a news report that didn't need typesetting in half an hour anyway, but Rachel could.

Skye's mouth became O-shaped: "Two people?"

Lake seemed to have thought of something, put down the newspaper, looked at Skye who was sitting opposite, and said with a smile, "What do you want to express, Skye?"

Skye still shook his head, then organized the language to look at Lake: "That...you and Rachel, are you okay?"

Lake thought for a while: "The business is booming, and I just returned from vacation. It's fine."

Skye looked at Lake still pretending to be confused, sighed, and finally held back the clarification, and said vaguely: "Lake, you are not an Arab or a Mormon."

Lake raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Skye, I will seriously consider these two suggestions you gave."

Yup.

Why didn't I think that there would be such a tricky operation as changing nationality?

Lake looked at his watch, drank the coffee in the cup, got up and pulled up his jacket, and before leaving, thanked Skye.

Skye opened his mouth.

By the time Skye came to his senses, Lake had already left the house.

Waterfark?

what have i done?

Skye couldn't help but closed her eyes and patted her forehead. If she knew some Dongguo idioms, it would be embarrassing, or something to come up with.

This is just great.

Skye felt that if her master asked in the future, she had no choice but to help Lake to hide it, as if there was no other way.

My God, what have I done?

Skye wailed, and even the milk that was originally fragrant and milky, at this moment, no longer had any appeal. Suddenly, after Lake's thank you, he lost his appetite in an instant.

Lake has a good appetite.

even……

When I returned to the Homeland Building, I drove a Porsche Cayenne specially customized with bulletproof windows all over silver and uniquely listed with LKNB and went to Chinatown, packed a box of sweet tofu brains, and then returned to the Homeland Building.

in the autopsy room.

At this moment, Olivia, who looked cute, looked white, and could not see the shadow of a vampire at all, was expressionless and glared at Lake with her arms crossed.

She is angry.

Moreover, she also has reason to be angry.

Usually, when she was not in use, Lake also came to talk to her by chance, and brought a bowl of tofu nao, but it was salty, she said it many times, she liked sweet, but Lake still didn't like it. Moved, insist on buying salty.

But when you need to use her, look at today's bean curd brain, sweet, and the added sugar is estimated to occupy half of the bean curd brain.

But that's not the point.

The point is, from Olivia's point of view, Lake is a typical scumbag. When she is not needed, she ignores her opinions directly.

This is not right.

When what am I.

Tool man?

Lake smiled and handed over the bean curd head spread out in his hand: "Liv, this is sweet."

Olivia snorted arrogantly: "No."

Lake approached: "Smell, sweet, I bought a packet of white sugar and a packet of brown sugar separately."

Olivia's little nose moved, she closed her eyes, and turned her face to the side: "No, I like salty now."

Lake's mouth twitched: "Don't make trouble."

The reason why he bought Olivia salted bean curd before is very simple. Lake is a salty party, and those who like sweets are heretics. He hopes to use this method to make Olivia defect from the sweet party camp. come over.

As for today?

Today was purely an accident. The seller of bean curd brain said that the salty diced radish was gone, and he had to wait to come. Lake had no choice but to pack a bowl of sweet tofu brain.

coaxed for a long time.

Olivia took the bean curd with a half push, put it on the tip of her nose, took a deep breath, a hint of joy appeared on her face, and then put the bean curd on her desk with a stern face again. , and then pointed at Lake's frozen corpse like a lump of iron: "Don't even think about it, I won't touch that thing."

talking.

Olivia pointed to her small mouth with the latest lipstick and said, "Look, I am a tooth, the tooth I live on, not a metal shredder, and this guy has already been touched by others."

Lake handed the information in his hand to Olivia: "These are all autopsy reports."

Olivia took over, walked to her seat, sat down, and opened the autopsy report in her hand.

after awhile.

Olivia closed the document and looked at Lake curiously: "This autopsy report, isn't it?"

Lake shrugged: "This is what I want to figure out. Someone told me that what was detected in the inside was only two or three years old, and this is not the same age as the corpse."

Olivia walked over to the corpse, put on gloves, tangled the corpse's head, and then looked up at Lake.

next second.

with a snap.

The big head of the corpse was directly opened, revealing the empty skull inside.

"What about the brain?"

"At this."

Lake walked out of the room, bent over, brought back a plastic bag, and took out the brain soaked in formalin.

Olivia was stunned for a moment.

His face darkened.

"don't want!"

"Please."

"don't want."

Olivia glared at Lake angrily: "Don't even think about it, will you eat expired and formalin-soaked tofu brains? I really want to take a bite on your neck."

This bastard.

Do you really use her as a tool?

All right.

Although under the protection of Lake these years, she has lived quite well, but this is not the reason for using her as a tool person.

Lake touched his chin: "Then what?"

Olivia said angrily, "How do I know, and who is this guy?"

The autopsy report does not have any names on it.

Lake said casually, "Bucky Barnes."

Olivia was stunned for a moment: "Who?"

"Bucky Barnes, though, should be a clone," Lake said.

Olivia: "..."

As a pure-blooded Commonwealth, as everyone has heard of Captain America Steve Rogers, Olivia has obviously heard of Captain America's good friend Bucky Bane. s.

But……

Olivia walked to the side of the corpse and looked at it carefully: "This is different from the documentary."

Lake shrugged and said, "If you shave the beard and add the hair, it's still very close. Interested?"

Olivia came back to her senses, looked at Lake, and rolled her eyes: "That's not it. Brains soaked in formalin are like mustard in a salad."

Lake said, "I'll find ten brains for you next month?"

Olivia rolled her eyes.

Lake thought for a while: "The brains of ten beautiful young girls?"

Olivia just thought about it and looked at Lake: "Really, when?"

Lake shrugged: "As soon as there is news, I will pull the body back, I promise."

There are a lot of people in New York, no matter how many people die, the probability of beautiful girls dying is also very high. After all, New York is extremely unsafe at night.

Olivia lowered her head and thought for a while.

after awhile.

Olivia came over, took the glass jar that Lake had placed next to her, and said to a lounge she had isolated, "Don't come in."

Lake raised his hand: "I respect your privacy, Liv."

Just as Lake didn't break the casserole and asked the question after knowing that Olivia was a zombie and needed to eat brains to maintain her humanity, Lake was even less interested in how Olivia could eat brains.

Maybe……

Olivia and Hannibal may have a common language when Hannibal comes to New York to commit a crime and catch Hannibal.

Lake stood there and looked around, then simply left here and returned to his office.

noon.

Lake gets a call from Olivia.

Go downstairs.

Olivia's face was a little ugly and she said to Lake who came in: "Whose brain did you give me?"

Lake frowned: "What's wrong with this corpse?"

"this is not."

"what?"

Olivia made a retching expression: "This is the brain of a tramp, God, damn memory, I can clearly remember how this guy eats the rotten food in the garbage heap, God, I'm fast Vomited."

talking.

Olivia got up and ran into her lounge, holding her trash can and retching there.

Lake looked at the body of Bucky Barnes on the autopsy table with a subtle expression.

Brain and body don't match?

Packed out?

who did it.

Lake touched his chin, took out the phone, and called Tony Stark.

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"You were not there at the time of the autopsy."

"...No, what's wrong?"

"The brain is not original."

"What's the meaning?"

"Meaning, the brain has been ripped off."

"..."

Tony Stark, who was in the top office of the Stark Industrial Building, put down the wine glass in his hand, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and said, "Are you sure?"

Lake listened to the voice of Olivia, who was still retching in the lounge, and hummed: "At that time, who was in charge of the autopsy, or who took out the brain?"

Tony Stark: "..."