Marvel’s Superman

"Name?"

"Barry Allen."

"age?"

"25."

"gender?"

"Huh? Am I not obvious enough?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Confession is lenient, resistance is strict!"

The young agent in the interrogation room slapped the table hard, and said sharply, "SHIELD will not wrong a good person, nor let a bad person go! Be honest about your problem!"

"Okay... man."

"Where are you from? What's your purpose? We'll give you a psychiatric test later to see if you have anti-social and anti-human tendencies."

"I didn't, sir..."

A weak voice came from the darkness.

"I just ran a little faster, but I'm by no means a bad guy!"

The young agent sneered and said solemnly, "Every guy who came in said so! Answer the questions well!"

"I'm from Midtown. To find someone."

The low voice replied.

"Looking for someone? Who?"

The young agent stopped taking notes, looked up and asked.

However, there was a long silence on the opposite side.

In the dark room, only a lamp on the table was lit.

The agent shot the light at the other side, illuminating the face that was being interrogated.

Messy blond hair, beautiful blue eyes, looks like the big boy next door, giving a sense of intimacy.

Young agents are not fooled by their looks. These days, villains are like good people, and good people are like villains.

In the words of Commissioner Nick Fury, "Sven Scum" and "Beasts in Clothes" are in vogue at the moment.

"You've all heard his name. His name is Luke Cavill - Luke says he's famous here, is... a super idol?"

The young man calling himself Barry Allen, said the organization language.

He was imprisoned on a metal seat with shackles on his hands and feet.

It is difficult to change the body to a slightly more comfortable position if you want to twist your body.

As a member of the Justice League and a midtown superhero, Barry is experiencing what it's like to be tried as a criminal for the first time.

"What did you say?"

The young agent sitting across from him suddenly changed his face after hearing the answer.

"Your hearing seems too bad, sir."

Barry repeated it seriously, saying, "...Luke is a good man, and we fought together to prevent the catastrophe that passed Flashpoint."

Unprepared, the young agent didn't know what to do when he heard Superman's name.

Seconds later, he heard Commissioner Nick Fury's low voice in the headset.

"Stop the trial for now, the paper files will be sealed, and the electronic data will be deleted."

The young agent nodded, packed his things, and stood up.

He went around behind Barry and neatly stabbed him in the neck with a powerful anaesthetic.

Outside the interrogation room, the monitoring room on the fifteenth floor.

There was no change in Nick Fury's dark face, but his expression was darker.

Luke Cavill.

That's Superman's name.

Now I am qualified, or dare to call it that.

Except like Ms. Carter, Captain America, Mr. Howard Stark... these veterans.

There is no one else.

Everyone will more or less add a respectful prefix.

For example, Your Excellency General, Mr. Director, the God of Humanity... and so on.

"In relation to Superman, I have to report to Ms. Carter."

Nick Fury squinted, benefiting from Captain Marvel being brought back to Earth without any subsequent twists and turns.

It looks like a cat, but is actually a very dangerous Primordial Eater.

Has become Luke's house pet, allowing him to escape and not become disabled.

"This little thing is disturbing... That one, will it seem that S.H.I.E.L.D. is too incompetent?"

In the monitoring room, the rough-faced Garrett coughed twice.

He sat next to Nick Fury, speaking casually, looking relaxed and uninhibited.

"Hiding and not reporting, this is the real performance of incompetence."

The black chief said in a deep voice.

He and Gartler were once incorporated into the "Zodiac" secret team, assigned to perform missions around the world.

In a sense, the two are old comrades-in-arms.

Having had such a relationship, naturally, there is no need to deliberately obey the rules of the superiors and subordinates.

"I'm worried - the one who has been in the background for a long time has given us the power of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Garrett rubbed his chin, feeling the prickly beard.

"Maybe, he doesn't want to be disturbed by us in his peaceful life."

Nick Fury didn't say that he just came back from the Superman party.

Over the years, that Your Excellency seems to have retreated behind the scenes and delegated power generously, but in fact, he has shifted his attention to a wider place.

Parallel universe……

Nick Fury thought of the word, and his eyes flashed.

He holds a high position and is qualified to know these secrets.

"Garrett, you know, since SHIELD implemented the Insight program, no one has escaped our sight."

Nick Fury looked serious and said seriously: "But I did a high-level global search for the name 'Barry Allen' in the database before."

"I didn't get anything right! It's like he never existed!"

Gartler's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he realized that something was wrong.

Humans cannot be ghosts. As long as they exist and live, they will inevitably leave traces.

"Looks like something big is about to happen."

Garrett couldn't help but pull out his cigarette, didn't light it, just sniffed the smell.

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, the world had been quiet for so long that it made many people feel a little bored.

...

...

"Barry Allen?"

Luke raised his eyebrows, the party was over.

After the old friends talked for a while, they all left.

He leaned back on the lounger and chatted with Peggy while watching the beautiful scenery in the pool.

Nick Fury is not qualified to talk to Superman directly.

The news he reported was generally relayed by former Commissioner Peggy Carter.

"The Flash has come to...my world."

Luke was not too surprised, but the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a faint smile.

"Your vacation is coming to an end, right?"

Peggy sat on the reclining chair, resting her chin in one hand, tilted her head and asked.

Her relationship with Superman is close enough to communicate at a distance, more secretive than Nick Fury knows.

Parallel universes, box theory...and another set.

"It looks like this, the five gods, the court of life... they have all waited too long."

Luke stretched his waist and said with emotion, "Me too, I feel like my body is about to rust after being idle for too long."

"This is the end of the vacation, and what follows is a magnificent... grand war!"

Peggy curled her hair with her fingers, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she spit out a seductive word like a siren——

"Then tonight is the last holiday, do you want to have a complete carnival?"

Luke asked with a serious face, "Like?"

Peggy had a smile on her face, but just looked at the women in the pool.

"It's also a war."

Luke was intrigued and asked Barry to wait one night, he had more important things to do at the moment.