After the polite handshake, Bucky ignored Strange who was unconscious and fell to the ground, cleaned up the scene, erased all traces that might have leaked whereabouts, and took out the robot Sean's central processor before leaving.
Since it's acting, you have to act in the whole set. There is no reason to deal with the details completely, and the biggest evidence will be kept without any treatment.
With his fingers connected to his heart, Strange fainted from severe pain. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the hospital bed, wrapped in layers of gauze on his hands, hanging in the air by a fixture with a steel needle inserted. He felt...
Because of medical local painkillers, he didn't feel anything, as if the hands in front of him were someone else's.
God Ah!If this is a dream, wake me up quickly...
Strange really hoped that these hands were not his. He closed his eyes in pain and did not dare to face reality.
It is said that it is better to die than to live, but Strange would rather die by himself. As the top neurosurgeon in the industry, he could see at a glance that the surgeon was a garbage, his hands were scrapped, his career ended, and his life was over.
Stephen, are you awake?
The female doctor Christine Palmer pushed the door and saw Strange in a daze on the hospital bed. She put down the medical record in her hand and poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.
Palmer and Strange are colleagues, and they will be colleagues in a few years, and there is no possibility of any breakthrough.
Because Strange's character is extremely bad, his talent attracts Palmer to have longing and favorable feelings, but his poor character has no sense of security, which discourages Palmer.
Palmer had a very accurate vision and could see through Strange's essence at first sight, otherwise he would definitely be thrown into the trash can and changed from a relationship between a colleague to a relationship between a passerby.
In Strange's opinion, Palmer is very beautiful and has a good personality. As for medical skills...
A mediocre doctor doesn't know what he is busy with all day.
That's right, in Strange's eyes, except for him, other doctors are garbage. If you insist on saying the difference is also the difference in garbage classification.
Strange took a few sips of warm water, and when he saw the medical records on the table, he immediately lit up like a life-saving straw.
He still felt lucky in his heart, as if he fell from a cliff and was unscathed, and he hoped that the miracle would appear again.
Kristen, I want to check out my medical records.
Palmer's expression changed slightly: No, I think...
Give it to me!immediately!
... Palmer sighed, opened the medical record and placed it in front of Strange.
Most of the ligaments of both hands were broken and the nerves in the hand were seriously damaged. When the rescue team discovered it, they missed the golden treatment time. Although the hand was saved, their career as a surgeon was cut off and there was no possibility of holding the scalpel.
Not to mention scalpels, shaver and nail clippers are all hanging!
They ruined me... Strange closed his eyes and murmured, tears couldn't stop flowing downwards.
Stephen, it's okay, everything will be fine.
Palmer reached out and put his hand on Strange's shoulder and patted: In the medical world, nothing is absolute, and as you have done, you still have the possibility of recovery.
Save it, I can no longer hold up the scalpel, who else can create a miracle?
Strange's accumulated resentment suddenly burst out and he glared at his hands: Are they those trash who used me to kill, or who?God or the devil?
Palmer lowered his head and said nothing. The importance of his hands to the surgeon was self-evident. Putting herself in her shoes and lying on the hospital bed would probably be as emotionally broken as Strange.
She knew Strange was unwilling to give up, and after a moment she comforted: You are an excellent doctor, rich in experience, and even if you can't hold a knife, there are many ways to treat patients...
Palmer said a lot of encouragement, but Strange didn't listen to a word, looking forward in a daze, only to feel the darkness in front of him.
Just as Palmer wanted to say something else, the door of the ward was pushed open and a man in black suit walked in.
Who are you?
FBI！
The man took out his ID and nodded lightly: I hope to talk to Mr. Stephen Strange alone and ask about the attack last night.
OK, but his mood is not very stable, so please don’t stimulate him too much.Palmer left the ward after he finished speaking.
Hello, Mr. Strange, I know you are in a bad mood now, so I won’t say any extra nonsense.Please cooperate to answer a few questions and assist in the arrest of criminals. I think you don’t want the culprit to stay away from justice...
Agent Brock Rumlow from the FBI, a few simple words aroused Strange's desire to cooperate with the case.
Well, actually Agent Brock Rumlow is an agent from SHIELD. The FBI is a common vest, uh... It's also a vest since SHIELD. He is from Hydra.
The attack on Strange was included in the police file. After all, war weapons such as RPG rocket launchers appeared, so it is impossible not to pay attention to them.
But in fact, SHIELD is more interested in Strange falling from the cliff, but it turns out to be unscathed.
After some arrangements, the superior department of SHIELD deployed personnel and the task fell into Brock Rumlow, which is the "cross bone".
Crossbones and Captain America are mortal enemies. Whether in comics or movies, they are both mortal enemies, but they won’t be there in the future. Under Russell’s operation, everyone becomes their own people.
Agent, what do you want to know?
Revenge mentality was at work, and Strange expressed his active cooperation. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and hurriedly said: Mr. Agent, last night, my friend Billy called me and said that a patient named Benedy needed surgery. His condition was exactly the same as mine now...
This is an extremely bad plot, you can contact Billy, he must know something.
Rumlow shrugged: Sorry, Mr. Strange, we have sorted out your communication records during your coma. The phone number of unknown origin was not done by your friend Billy, who knew nothing.
How could it be?Strange was struck by lightning.
Do you have any impression of the attacker?
Rumlo guided: The traces on the scene are clean and are professionals. We can't find any clues. I hope you can provide some important information, such as the appearance and accent of the attacker.
My robot butler Sean...
No, it was destroyed by the other party, leaving only an empty shell.
You can go to USR company, I firmly believe that they will have records, and every robot will upload data...
Mr. Strange!
Rumlo interrupted and shrugged: This kind of thing does not exist. Even for the sake of the company's credibility, they will not admit that they are eavesdropping on users' privacy.
Strange was shocked when he heard this. Yes, let alone a small person, even if the US President was attacked, USR could not produce any valid data.
Don't ask, just ask no!
The person who attacked me had a metal arm, silver-white, and was very eye-catching...
Strange recalled what happened yesterday and analyzed it from the perspective of a surgeon: I couldn't see clearly with my face covering, because of the mechanical arm, I couldn't judge his approximate weight, only knowing that his body was strong, male, 5 feet 9, and the upper and lower error did not exceed...
Strange said a lot, and finally asked with anticipation: How about it, are these clues enough?
Rumlo shook his head: The only effective clue is the robotic arm. As far as I know, the medical group established by USR has successful treatment cases of mechanical organs instead of human bodies, but the price is very high, the customers are either rich or noble, and they also have contracts with the military.
That……
There is no way, they won’t hand over the client files for you.
Damn USR... It's not bad either. The robot Sean has been protecting me... Strange was lying on the hospital bed, and he had already seen that he had no hope of revenge and could not bring the murderer to justice.
Afterwards, Rumlo asked a few more questions, sorted them out and confirmed them, and left the ward directly.
The investigation task is over, and the next task report is next.
According to S.H.E.D.’s directive, Rumlow’s investigation should be launched against Strange, but according to Hydra’s instructions, this investigation is destined to be ineffective.
Strange fell from a high altitude without any injuries because USR's robots are well protected and some small luck.
That's all!
As for the mysterious one-armed man, according to Rumlo's investigation and evidence collection, it was found that the other party was very likely from the US imperial military, so he should have paid less than enough to earn extra money.
After the follow-up investigation, Rumlow said that he had exceeded his authority and needed S.H.E.L.D. to negotiate with the military.
Obviously, SHIELD cannot negotiate such trivial matters, and the final outcome of the investigation report is to be placed in the archives room to eat dust.
……
On the other hand, Russell took a private jet to Monaco to watch the Formula 1 Championship.
Others don't know, but he knows very well that the billionaire Iron Man will play in person because there is not much time, and Tony Stark will do some ridiculous things he wanted to do but dare not do.
As for Strange, he has not given up on scientific treatment yet. Only by waiting for him to have no hope in life and fall into self-destruction is the best time to give him hope and tell him that the magic really exists.
Strange doesn't need to worry, just suffer a little. Russell has already arranged for him to be admitted to Kama Taj, a magic university, and after graduation, he will serve as the Supreme Mage.
Since it's acting, you have to act in the whole set. There is no reason to deal with the details completely, and the biggest evidence will be kept without any treatment.
With his fingers connected to his heart, Strange fainted from severe pain. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the hospital bed, wrapped in layers of gauze on his hands, hanging in the air by a fixture with a steel needle inserted. He felt...
Because of medical local painkillers, he didn't feel anything, as if the hands in front of him were someone else's.
God Ah!If this is a dream, wake me up quickly...
Strange really hoped that these hands were not his. He closed his eyes in pain and did not dare to face reality.
It is said that it is better to die than to live, but Strange would rather die by himself. As the top neurosurgeon in the industry, he could see at a glance that the surgeon was a garbage, his hands were scrapped, his career ended, and his life was over.
Stephen, are you awake?
The female doctor Christine Palmer pushed the door and saw Strange in a daze on the hospital bed. She put down the medical record in her hand and poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.
Palmer and Strange are colleagues, and they will be colleagues in a few years, and there is no possibility of any breakthrough.
Because Strange's character is extremely bad, his talent attracts Palmer to have longing and favorable feelings, but his poor character has no sense of security, which discourages Palmer.
Palmer had a very accurate vision and could see through Strange's essence at first sight, otherwise he would definitely be thrown into the trash can and changed from a relationship between a colleague to a relationship between a passerby.
In Strange's opinion, Palmer is very beautiful and has a good personality. As for medical skills...
A mediocre doctor doesn't know what he is busy with all day.
That's right, in Strange's eyes, except for him, other doctors are garbage. If you insist on saying the difference is also the difference in garbage classification.
Strange took a few sips of warm water, and when he saw the medical records on the table, he immediately lit up like a life-saving straw.
He still felt lucky in his heart, as if he fell from a cliff and was unscathed, and he hoped that the miracle would appear again.
Kristen, I want to check out my medical records.
Palmer's expression changed slightly: No, I think...
Give it to me!immediately!
... Palmer sighed, opened the medical record and placed it in front of Strange.
Most of the ligaments of both hands were broken and the nerves in the hand were seriously damaged. When the rescue team discovered it, they missed the golden treatment time. Although the hand was saved, their career as a surgeon was cut off and there was no possibility of holding the scalpel.
Not to mention scalpels, shaver and nail clippers are all hanging!
They ruined me... Strange closed his eyes and murmured, tears couldn't stop flowing downwards.
Stephen, it's okay, everything will be fine.
Palmer reached out and put his hand on Strange's shoulder and patted: In the medical world, nothing is absolute, and as you have done, you still have the possibility of recovery.
Save it, I can no longer hold up the scalpel, who else can create a miracle?
Strange's accumulated resentment suddenly burst out and he glared at his hands: Are they those trash who used me to kill, or who?God or the devil?
Palmer lowered his head and said nothing. The importance of his hands to the surgeon was self-evident. Putting herself in her shoes and lying on the hospital bed would probably be as emotionally broken as Strange.
She knew Strange was unwilling to give up, and after a moment she comforted: You are an excellent doctor, rich in experience, and even if you can't hold a knife, there are many ways to treat patients...
Palmer said a lot of encouragement, but Strange didn't listen to a word, looking forward in a daze, only to feel the darkness in front of him.
Just as Palmer wanted to say something else, the door of the ward was pushed open and a man in black suit walked in.
Who are you?
FBI！
The man took out his ID and nodded lightly: I hope to talk to Mr. Stephen Strange alone and ask about the attack last night.
OK, but his mood is not very stable, so please don’t stimulate him too much.Palmer left the ward after he finished speaking.
Hello, Mr. Strange, I know you are in a bad mood now, so I won’t say any extra nonsense.Please cooperate to answer a few questions and assist in the arrest of criminals. I think you don’t want the culprit to stay away from justice...
Agent Brock Rumlow from the FBI, a few simple words aroused Strange's desire to cooperate with the case.
Well, actually Agent Brock Rumlow is an agent from SHIELD. The FBI is a common vest, uh... It's also a vest since SHIELD. He is from Hydra.
The attack on Strange was included in the police file. After all, war weapons such as RPG rocket launchers appeared, so it is impossible not to pay attention to them.
But in fact, SHIELD is more interested in Strange falling from the cliff, but it turns out to be unscathed.
After some arrangements, the superior department of SHIELD deployed personnel and the task fell into Brock Rumlow, which is the "cross bone".
Crossbones and Captain America are mortal enemies. Whether in comics or movies, they are both mortal enemies, but they won’t be there in the future. Under Russell’s operation, everyone becomes their own people.
Agent, what do you want to know?
Revenge mentality was at work, and Strange expressed his active cooperation. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and hurriedly said: Mr. Agent, last night, my friend Billy called me and said that a patient named Benedy needed surgery. His condition was exactly the same as mine now...
This is an extremely bad plot, you can contact Billy, he must know something.
Rumlow shrugged: Sorry, Mr. Strange, we have sorted out your communication records during your coma. The phone number of unknown origin was not done by your friend Billy, who knew nothing.
How could it be?Strange was struck by lightning.
Do you have any impression of the attacker?
Rumlo guided: The traces on the scene are clean and are professionals. We can't find any clues. I hope you can provide some important information, such as the appearance and accent of the attacker.
My robot butler Sean...
No, it was destroyed by the other party, leaving only an empty shell.
You can go to USR company, I firmly believe that they will have records, and every robot will upload data...
Mr. Strange!
Rumlo interrupted and shrugged: This kind of thing does not exist. Even for the sake of the company's credibility, they will not admit that they are eavesdropping on users' privacy.
Strange was shocked when he heard this. Yes, let alone a small person, even if the US President was attacked, USR could not produce any valid data.
Don't ask, just ask no!
The person who attacked me had a metal arm, silver-white, and was very eye-catching...
Strange recalled what happened yesterday and analyzed it from the perspective of a surgeon: I couldn't see clearly with my face covering, because of the mechanical arm, I couldn't judge his approximate weight, only knowing that his body was strong, male, 5 feet 9, and the upper and lower error did not exceed...
Strange said a lot, and finally asked with anticipation: How about it, are these clues enough?
Rumlo shook his head: The only effective clue is the robotic arm. As far as I know, the medical group established by USR has successful treatment cases of mechanical organs instead of human bodies, but the price is very high, the customers are either rich or noble, and they also have contracts with the military.
That……
There is no way, they won’t hand over the client files for you.
Damn USR... It's not bad either. The robot Sean has been protecting me... Strange was lying on the hospital bed, and he had already seen that he had no hope of revenge and could not bring the murderer to justice.
Afterwards, Rumlo asked a few more questions, sorted them out and confirmed them, and left the ward directly.
The investigation task is over, and the next task report is next.
According to S.H.E.D.’s directive, Rumlow’s investigation should be launched against Strange, but according to Hydra’s instructions, this investigation is destined to be ineffective.
Strange fell from a high altitude without any injuries because USR's robots are well protected and some small luck.
That's all!
As for the mysterious one-armed man, according to Rumlo's investigation and evidence collection, it was found that the other party was very likely from the US imperial military, so he should have paid less than enough to earn extra money.
After the follow-up investigation, Rumlow said that he had exceeded his authority and needed S.H.E.L.D. to negotiate with the military.
Obviously, SHIELD cannot negotiate such trivial matters, and the final outcome of the investigation report is to be placed in the archives room to eat dust.
……
On the other hand, Russell took a private jet to Monaco to watch the Formula 1 Championship.
Others don't know, but he knows very well that the billionaire Iron Man will play in person because there is not much time, and Tony Stark will do some ridiculous things he wanted to do but dare not do.
As for Strange, he has not given up on scientific treatment yet. Only by waiting for him to have no hope in life and fall into self-destruction is the best time to give him hope and tell him that the magic really exists.
Strange doesn't need to worry, just suffer a little. Russell has already arranged for him to be admitted to Kama Taj, a magic university, and after graduation, he will serve as the Supreme Mage.
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