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Chapter 233

Bucky stood in front of Strange and glanced condescendingly.

Then he stretched out his vibranium arm, seemingly trying to pull him up.

Sure enough, terrorists can negotiate!
A forced smile appeared on Strange's face, and then he also stretched out his hand.

While saying: "Oh ~ my turkey.

I can guarantee that as long as you let me go.

I’ll double the other party’s price!
No, ten times will do! I will even give you a loan! "

Strange was so excited that he could not speak coherently. As he spoke, he reached out and took the palm offered by Bucky.

"Crack!"

“Ahhhhh————”

As Bucky pulled Strange, he did the same thing with his other hand.

Before leaving, he also took out Dabai's integrated motherboard.

"Stephen, are you awake?"

Strange kicked his feet in pain and rolled his eyes.

Strange finally couldn't help but tilted his head and fainted.

After Strange took a few sips of warm water, he saw Christine's medical records placed there on the bedside table.

My hand is useless, my career is over, and my life is over.

If only Strange had read time travel novels.

In Strange's opinion, Christine is very beautiful and has a good personality. As for her medical skills, she can only be said to be qualified.

It highlights the solid foundation of Hydra agents.

The ceiling looked a little strange, but also a little familiar.

It was like seeing a life-saving straw, and my eyes immediately lit up.

Under the gauze is a retainer with steel pins inserted.

Christine, who was attracted by her talent, was attracted by her admiration and affection, but she was deterred by Strange's poor and insecure character.

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Lying in the hospital bed, Strange felt a sting that connected his fingers to his heart.

"Teng Teng Teng~"

Strange sat up from the hospital bed in disbelief, looking at his hands wrapped in layers of gauze.

At this time, the severe pain from the fingers to the heart began to become gradually apparent.

He called his younger brother to start cleaning up the scene, erasing all traces that might reveal his whereabouts.

"Christine, I want to see my medical records."

He could tell at a glance that the surgeon who treated his hands was rubbish.

Kristen and Strange are colleagues, and they will be colleagues in a few years. There is no possibility of a breakthrough. Even if Strange destroys the world, Kristen would rather give zzzq a discount than Strange. .

Then I felt that my attitude was wrong, so I quickly softened and begged: "Please, show me, just for a moment~"

He still held on to luck in his heart, thinking that there was still hope that his hands could be saved.

"I don't want what you think, I want what I think!" Strange was like a rebellious lion.

Christine's expression changed slightly: "No, I think..."

In Strange's eyes, except for him, all other doctors are garbage. If there is any difference, it is the difference between dry garbage and wet garbage, recyclable and non-recyclable.

His eyelids opened in excitement.

As a famous neurosurgeon.

They say it is better to die than live, but Strange would rather be dead as the top neurosurgeon in the industry.

"Oh God! If this is a dream, please wake me up quickly..."

"Crack!"

Female doctor Christine Palmer pushed open the door and saw Strange in a daze on the hospital bed. She put down the medical records in her hands, poured a glass of warm water and brought it to Strange's mouth.

As a busy doctor, I don’t know what I am busy with all day long.

There must be a sentence that pops up, "Have I traveled through time?"

Christine is very discerning and can see through Strange's true nature at a glance. Otherwise, he will definitely be eaten up and thrown into the trash can, and his relationship will change from a colleague's relationship to a passerby's relationship.

After a polite handshake, Bucky ignored Strange, who was unconscious and lying on the ground.

Even if the two of them have some good feelings now.

Since it is an acting, it is necessary to perform the whole set. There is no reason to deal with all the details and leave the biggest evidence unprocessed.

Strange really wished that these hands were not his. He closed his eyes in pain, not daring to face the reality.

Strange directly confirmed that he was in the hospital through the smell and familiar environment.

"..." Christine sighed, opened the medical record and placed it in front of Strange.

Most of the ligaments in both hands were ruptured and the nerves in the hands were severely damaged.

When he was discovered by the rescue team, he had already missed the golden treatment time.

Although the finger was barely saved, it did not require amputation.

But his career as a surgeon was cut short, and he no longer had the possibility to hold a scalpel.

Forget about the scalpel.

The razors and nail clippers are hanging!

"I am done!"

Strange closed his eyes in pain, and after murmuring, tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Stephen, it's okay, everything will be fine." Kristen put her hand on Strange's shoulder and patted him, comforting: "In the medical world, nothing is absolute, just like you did. , you still have the possibility of recovery.

Even if you can't become a surgeon, relying on your knowledge, going to Harvard to teach and educate people is a good choice. "

"Ha! Save it, I can no longer afford a scalpel, who else can perform miracles?"

"Are they the trash that operated on me?

If it’s not them, then it’s either God or Satan! ? "

Christine lowered her head and said nothing. The importance of her hands to the surgeon was self-evident. If she were in her shoes, lying on the hospital bed, she would probably have the same emotional breakdown as Strange.

She knew that Strange was unwilling to give in, and after a moment she comforted him: "You are an excellent doctor with rich experience. Even if you can't hold a knife, there are still many ways to treat patients..."

"Like a community doctor? Then I might as well just die!"

Christine said a lot of words of encouragement, but Strange didn't listen to any of them. He stared blankly ahead, only to feel that everything was dark in front of him.

Just when Christine was about to say something more, the door to the ward was pushed open, and two men in black suits walked in.

"Who are you?" Kristen stood up and asked.

"FBI!"

The man took out his ID and nodded lightly: "I would like to talk to Mr. Stephen Strange alone and ask about last night's attack."

"Okay, but his mood is not stable, so please don't irritate him too much." Kristen said hesitantly.

After saying that, he left the ward.

"Hello, Mr. Strange, I know you are in a bad mood right now, so I won't say any more nonsense. Please cooperate in answering a few questions and help handle the case and arrest the criminal. After all, you don't want the culprit to remain at large."

Claiming to be Agent Rumlow from the FBI, just a few words aroused Strange's desire to cooperate in the case.

Strange glanced at the two men standing in front of him, one was Mediterranean and the other was simply bald.

At first glance, you can tell that he has rich experience in handling cases. Strange nodded and decided to cooperate with the other party.

And the man who destroyed himself...
Even if his face is...disfigured?
Well, you can recognize it even if you’re wearing a mask!
Seeing that Strange was willing to cooperate, Rumlow and Phil nodded to each other.

I found a chair and sat down.

Everyone will know it when they see these two names.

Brock Rumlow and Phil are both agents from S.H.I.E.L.D.

The FBI also commonly uses vests.

In addition, SHIELD can also be a vest, and Rumlow is also an agent of the Hydra Intelligence Department.

The case of Strange's attack was included in the police files. After all, heavy weapons such as RPG rocket launchers appeared.

It is impossible not to pay attention to it.

But in fact, SHIELD was more interested in the fact that Strange only had his hands crippled and his forehead was scratched.

It can be seen from this that Strange only scratched his skin a little in such a fierce explosion.

This unusual incident instantly caught the attention of Nick Fury, who directly assigned the task to the hands of Crossbones Rumlow and Phil.

"Agent, what do you want to know?"

The psychology of revenge is at work, and Strange actively cooperates.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and said hurriedly: "Mr. Detective, last night, my friend Billy called me and said that a patient named Sherlock needed surgery. His condition was similar to mine. It’s exactly the same now…”

"This is a very bad conspiracy. You can contact Billy. He must know something."

Rumlow shrugged, "I'm sorry, Mr. Strange.

We investigated it while you were in a coma.

In your communication records, the unknown caller is not your friend Billy, he doesn't know anything. "

"How can it be!?"

Strange suddenly screamed as if he was struck by lightning.

"So, about the attacker. What impression do you have?" Rumlow guided: "The traces at the scene were cleaned very clean. They were professionals. We can't find any clues. I hope you can provide some important information, such as the attack The person’s appearance and accent.”

"My robot butler, Baymax, recorded the entire incident."

"No, the motherboard was taken away by the other party."

“You can go to Hydra Technology Co., Ltd.

I firmly believe that they will have records and each robot will upload data..."

"Mr. Strange!" Rumlow interrupted, shrugging: "Such a thing does not exist.

You know.

Even for the sake of the company's credibility, they will not admit that they are monitoring users' privacy. "

When Strange heard this, he fell silent.

As a technology company that has launched more than a dozen satellites, there's no way they don't have data.

But these are unspoken rules that are well known and cannot be stated explicitly.

Not to mention he was a small person, even if Xiao Huangmao was attacked.

Hydra Technologies will also say it doesn't have any data.

Asked and there was no answer!
"The person who attacked me had a metal arm, matte color, very bright, with some lines on it."

Strange recalled what happened yesterday and analyzed it from the perspective of a surgeon: "With his face covered, I can't see his appearance clearly. Because of the robotic arm, I can't judge his approximate weight. I only know that he has a strong body and is male. Height is 5 feet 9, not more than..."

Strange talked a lot, and finally asked with great expectation: "How about it, are these clues enough?"

Rumlow shook his head: "The only effective clue is the robotic arm. As far as I know, the medical affiliate established by Hydra Technology Co., Ltd. has already had successful treatment cases of mechanical organs replacing the human body.

But the price is high, the customers are either rich or expensive, and they also have contracts with the military. "

"We can follow this clue to find it!" Strange's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw hope.

"No way, they won't hand over the customer files for you." Phil on the side couldn't help but interjected.

"Damn Hydra!
No, not really damned.

Baymax saved my life, otherwise I would have died in the explosion. "

Strange lay down on the hospital bed.

Staring at the ceiling with dull eyes.

He finally saw it.

He has no hope of revenge and cannot bring the murderer to justice.

After that, Phil asked a few more detailed questions.

After sorting out nothing useful, the two left the ward directly.

The investigation mission is now over.

Next is the mission report.

According to SHIELD's instructions, the investigation should be launched against Strange. Repeated questioning must be carried out in detail, especially the portrait of the perpetrator must be given.

If Phil came alone, he might actually be able to investigate something.

However, a man named Rumlow, who was wearing a SHIELD vest and earning a salary from SHIELD, slipped into the process. This investigation was destined to be fruitless.

Even if there wasn't Rumlow, there would still be other Hydras.

It can be said that in the current Snake Shield, Nick Fury, Phil, May and others are undercover.

Strange survived the explosion unscathed.

It's because the robots of Hydra Technology Co., Ltd. are well protected.

As for the mysterious metal arm.

According to Rumlow's investigation and evidence collection, it was found that the other party was most likely to be from the US military, and probably earned extra money because his salary was not enough.

There are not a few such people.

During the follow-up investigation, Rumlow stated that it had exceeded his authority and required negotiation between SHIELD and the military.

Obviously, it is impossible for SHIELD to negotiate such a trivial matter, and the final outcome of the investigation report is to sit in the archives and gather dust.

As for Strange.

Lin Bei was watching silently. It seemed that Strange had not given up on scientific treatment yet. The best time to tell him about the real existence of magic was only when his hopes were shattered again and again and he began to give up on himself.

Then guide him step by step to become the Supreme Mage.

In fact, there is a little guy who is even more talented than Strange.

Fatty, Ned Leeds.

In the comics, Ned Leeds is a handsome, blond-haired taker who is also a reporter for the Daily Bugle like Peter Parker.

And in this universe now.

Ned Leeds is a fat boy, Peter Parker's classmate and best friend.

As for excluding him, it's because he is the best friend of the Dutch version of Spider-Man.

If a talkative, energetic and energetic Spider-Man had a best friend who was the Sorcerer Supreme, then the planet would really be in trouble.

Lin Bei still prefers Toby's version of Spider-Man, a loser who grows up to be a superhero, uses his spare time to fight crime, and has his own essential job.

The snow pea version seems a bit immature now, probably because the most important relative has no burps.

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(End of this chapter)