Marvel's Speedster

A Ford car was moving at a constant speed along 72nd Street, which crosses Manhattan from east to west, and stopped at the side of Verdi Plaza near the intersection of Broadway and Amsterdam Avenue.

Here is a small triangular-shaped green space surrounded by railings. On the north side is the business hall of Apple Savings Bank, which is a 65-foot-high giant arched building with a Renaissance Florentine style. Erman Square, known for its elegance, is also located here at 72nd Street Station. In the center of the square stands the monument to the famous opera composer Giuseppe Verdi. The surrounding gardens are lined with trees and flowers are blooming around the statue.

The car door opened, and Ross walked out. At the moment, he wore a brown wig on his head, and his face was lightly modified with eyebrow pencil. After professional makeup techniques, he looked younger than his original age out of thin air Twenty years older, he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, and his appearance has undergone subtle but profound changes. Although the sun is shining on his head, no one can see his true identity.

Walking on the street, you can see benches and flower beds everywhere on the side of the road. Rows of chic and elegant shops are built around the square. If you look up and look at the signs and shop names hanging outside, you can see that most of them are coffee shops and bars. Through the transparent glass floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the relaxed and noisy world of "190" inside.

Ross strolled among the pedestrians coming and going, and then stopped in front of a coffee shop with bright red roses planted in front of it. The person he wanted to meet was sitting in a very inconspicuous corner. , nodding slightly to him through the window.

"Ceylon tea, thank you."

After dismissing the tired clerk, Ross sat down at the table. Opposite him was a Ms. Yong Rong in a blue and white plaid dress. Her temples were slightly gray and her expression was quiet and elegant. There was a glass of champagne in front of her. And a plate of macaroons and a small pile of nuts.

From the outside, they looked like a pair of old classmates who had known each other for decades reunited to spend a warm and happy afternoon together, which was completely unnoticed.

"You're five minutes late." Seeing the gentleman played by Ross sit down, the lady said coldly, her eyes flickered, and bright yellow faintly appeared around her pupils. It turned out that this was Mystique, who had been pretending to be Senator Kelly for a long time. .

"Your contact was too hasty. I need to prepare some things for you in advance, so that you can come with expectations and leave with satisfaction." Ross said in the usual indifferent tone of middle-aged people, and took the clerk's hand. The black tea was delivered.

The bright sunlight shines through the glass window and quietly shines on the two of them. They chatted a few words casually, and they brought the conversation back to the topic when the idlers left the table.

"You should have met Trask, S.H.I.E.L.D recommended him to the president not long ago, and wanted to make something to attract the attention of the outside world, so as to relieve the pressure on himself

You have passed the most important stage, how are you going to help me get through this difficult time?" Mystique asked in a low voice, although her voice was quite calm, but from the eyes she kept staring at, Ross felt It can be seen that she is not as indifferent to this identity that may be lost at any time.

"I'm not very good at impersonating others, but from my point of view, even without Trask, your current situation is not very easy." Ross picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

"Danger always comes with reward, I'm used to this kind of life." Mystique replied disapprovingly. "I've played a lot of people and lived a lot of lives, but Kelly is the funnest character I've ever played, and I'd do anything to protect that identity if I could, but if you ask me how I feel, I I am indeed very afraid of being exposed, in order to avoid such consequences, I tried my best to find his style of dealing with people from the descriptions of people around me, and never expressed opinions rashly. After more than 500 days, I have become inseparable from this character."

"It's understandable, so I have prepared a few options for you, you can think carefully about it." As soon as Mystique's voice fell, Ross followed closely, took out several documents from the briefcase he was carrying, and placed them Between the two.

First, he pushed a document with a man's head in front of Mystique, which was inspired by the world of The Flash, and it fits perfectly with Mystique's Ability

"Hannibal Bates, a great super-ability user, is not a Mutant, but possesses the ability of rapid cell shapeshifting through particle storm radiation. Mr. Bates can transform into anyone just like you, and with the help of his own will A large area of ​​cortical reaction is caused in the cell, and then the electric charge in the cell will naturally push his appearance to change, I can turn you into that kind of person, so that Trask and his instruments can no longer detect the existence of mutant genes.definitely , This does not help to solve basic physiological issues such as gender, if Trask finds that you are a suspect, he can still find enough evidence through Kelly's previous medical examination data to prove that you are not Kelly himself."

"So your opinion is that I have to say goodbye to who I am now?" Mystique frowned and pondered for a while, then leaned back in the chair and asked.

She was a little displeased, but on this issue, not only Ross wanted her to draw a clear line with the senator, but even Magneto, who was far away in Latvinia, repeatedly urged her to get rid of Kelly's identity as soon as possible to avoid causing trouble. unnecessary trouble.

"The end of one reincarnation often symbolizes the beginning of another reincarnation, why don't you listen to my advice below?" Ross patted the back of her soft hand and handed her the remaining two documents.

Mystique took it dubiously, carefully looking through the two characters that Ross ordered his men to concoct.

A forty-five-year-old middle-aged woman had a period of unsuccessful political experience, but she had a good image in the eyes of voters. Half a year ago, she lost her husband and son due to a serious car accident when she was attending a friend's wedding. All the relatives in the hospital, I also died after being in a coma for several months due to the serious injuries.

"Ms. Omar Coyne, North Carolina Reiner State Congressman, graduated from Boston University, her blood type ratio is very similar to yours, and her style of dealing with people is also very similar to Kelly, but she is not mature enough, and she is a little uncertain at critical moments, but Based on your political experience in At the moment, choosing her instead of the senator who may be exposed at any time will not bring you too much loss.

Mystique looked down at the document. In the photo, Ke Yin's straight hair dyed with silver gray highlights, solemn expression, and eyes full of emotion and courage are in line with the temperament she should have in her mind

"What's next?" Although she was very moved, she was used to thinking from the perspective of a politician, and instinctively wanted to get more.

Ross smiled slightly, and clicked on the second document, Mystique followed his fingers, and to her surprise, the photo was not the face of a middle-aged politician she thought, but a gong with an arrow young girl.

Long black hair, olive skin, gray eyes, taciturn and expressionless, her appearance is only above average, only the Chitauri behind her, who fell from the flight gun, became her dazzling background... …

"This is Katniss Everdeen."

Ross explained in detail that this is a completely fictitious girl whose identity is the accidental result of an overseas American soldier and a local woman. Later, she came to the United States because of avoiding the war. Because the administrative management of the area was in vain, Katniss spent almost ten years in her childhood. It is blank, only a few witnesses can prove that she really existed, and then there are records of her life in the United States, there are sporadic but mutually provable work and correspondence study experiences, various witnesses and material evidence, even consumption and insurance Records are included.

Through these records, Mystique noticed that Katniss hardly left any outstanding impressions in her girlhood. The only thing worthy of praise was that during the Great War in New York, the girl faced danger and used a self-made arrow Shoot down more than a dozen alien invaders and protect the town's elementary school.

"The name sounds like catnip. What do you want to do with this identity? Am I going to play a mediocre character with no bright spots?" Mystique complained, throwing down Katniss' papers angrily. A string of files to peruse.

Ross didn't make any excuses, the two identities didn't make much difference to him, they were just done casually, so he held up his teacup and sat in the warm sunshine to savor it slowly.

He didn't recommend it again, and Mystique, who was on the opposite side, held the identity document of the female congressman in his hand, but his eyes were a little vacillating.

She gradually recalled that the face of that simple girl was somewhat familiar, very similar to the appearance she had often seen when she was young, and there was something special in her temperament, which made her unable to help but jump out of scenes of memories of the past.

After wrestling with herself for a few minutes, Mystique finally couldn't help but put down the document in her hand, picked up Katniss' life record again, and watched it with full concentration. The photo seemed to have some kind of indescribable magic, which made her heart burst into tears. The feeling of familiarity and strangeness, unknowingly attracted her more and more strongly.

"Katniss..." Mystique whispered the girl's name, through the cold and boring words, she could feel that she was a withdrawn but reasonable girl 3.4

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Gratitude and grievances are clear and there is no lack of concern for others.

Although it is only a fictitious identity, it has an unimaginably deep resonance with Mystique, making the shadow of her heart that has been dusty for a long time quietly blend into the photo.

"This is the name of a kind of aquatic plant in Indian language. It has tall stems, arrow-like leaves, white flowers, and the roots | stems taste like potatoes, so the locals like to name their daughters This name, according to legend, as long as a girl with this name can find herself, she will never starve to death." Ross smiled humorously, put down the teacup and asked again.

"Have you chosen?"

Mystique didn't answer right away.

She closed her eyes and meditated for a while, and when she opened them again, there was already a firm and decisive light in her eyes.

"I chose her."

She held the file of Gong Arrow Girl tightly and announced loudly.

"This is me."

Mystique vaguely realizes that although the status of a member of parliament is honorable, it can be retrieved through hard work after all, but choosing Katniss means a new beginning.

"Then take some time to learn archery, and I will find a suitable way to end the curtain for Your Excellency the Senator." Ross squinted his eyes and summoned the waiter. .