Superman

"Name?"

"Barry Allen."

"age?"

"25."

"gender?"

"Huh? Am I not obvious enough?"

"Cut the nonsense! Be lenient if you confess, be strict if you resist!"

The young agent in the interrogation room slammed the table hard and said sternly: "SHIELD will never wrongly accuse a good person, nor will it let a bad person go! Tell your questions honestly!"

"Okay...man."

"Where are you from? What is your purpose? We will conduct a mental test on you later to confirm whether you have anti-social and anti-human tendencies."

"I don't, sir..."

A weak voice came from the darkness.

"I just run a little faster, but I'm by no means a bad person!"

The young agent sneered and said in a deep voice: "Every guy who comes in says so! Answer the questions well!"

"I came from Midtown. Looking for someone."

The low voice replied.

"Looking for someone? Who to look for?"

The young agent stopped writing, raised his head and asked.

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

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

The agent shined a light on the other person, illuminating the face being interrogated.

With messy blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, he looks like a boy next door, giving him a friendly feeling.

The young agent was not fooled by his appearance. These days, villains look like good guys and good guys look like villains.

In the words of Director Nick Fury, "gentle scum" and "dressed beasts" are in fashion right now.

"You should all have heard of his name. His name is Luke Cavill. Luke said that he is very famous here and is... a super idol?"

The young man who calls himself Barry Allen said in the organizational language.

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

It is very difficult to twist the body and change into a more comfortable position.

As a member of the Justice League and a superhero in Midtown, Barry experienced for the first time the feeling of being interrogated as a criminal.

"What did you say?"

The young agent sitting opposite suddenly changed his face after hearing the answer.

"You seem to be very hard of hearing, sir."

Barry repeated it seriously and said: "...Luke is a good man. We fought side by side and prevented the catastrophe of Flashpoint."

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

A few seconds later, he heard the deep voice of Director Nick Fury coming from the headset.

"Don't review it 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 walked around behind Barry and injected a powerful anesthetic into Barry's neck in one clean stroke.

Outside the interrogation room, there is the control room on the fifteenth floor.

There was no visible change in Nick Fury's dark face, but his expression became more gloomy.

Luke Cavill.

That's Superman's name.

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

Except for veteran figures like Ms. Carter, Captain America, Mr. Howard Stark...

There is no one else.

Everyone more or less adds a respectful prefix.

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

"As it relates to Superman, I must report to Ms. Carter."

Nick Fury squinted his eyes. Thanks to Captain Marvel being brought back to Earth, there were no subsequent twists and turns.

That beast that looks like a cat but is actually very dangerous.

It has become Luke's house pet, allowing him to avoid becoming a disabled person.

"Would it appear that SHIELD is too incompetent if this little thing disturbs... that person?"

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

He sat next to Nick Fury, spoke casually, looked relaxed, and showed no restraint.

"Concealing it and not reporting it is a true sign of incompetence."

The black director said in a deep voice.

He and Gartler were once organized into the "Zodiac" secret team and assigned to perform tasks around the world.

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

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

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

Garrett rubbed his chin, carefully feeling the prickly beard.

"Maybe he doesn't want us to disturb his peaceful life."

Nick Fury didn't say that he just rushed back from Superman's party.

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

Parallel universe...

Nick Fury thought of this word and his eyes flashed.

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

"Garrett, you know, since SHIELD implemented Project Insight, no one can escape our sight."

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

"I'm not getting any correct results! It's like he never existed!"

Gartler's complexion changed slightly when he heard this, and he realized something was wrong.

Human beings cannot be ghosts. As long as they have existed and lived, they will inevitably leave traces.

"It seems like something big is about to happen."

Garrett couldn't help but take out the cigarette, without lighting it, just smelling the smell.

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes. The world had been peaceful for so long that many people felt a little bored.

…

…

"Barry Allen?"

Luke raised his eyebrows, the party was over.

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

He leaned on the lounge chair and chatted with Peggy while staring at the beautiful scenery in the swimming pool.

Nick Fury is not yet qualified to talk directly to Superman.

The information he reported was usually relayed by former director Peggy Carter.

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

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

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

Paige sat on the lounge chair, holding her chin with one hand and tilting her head as she asked.

Her relationship with Superman is so close that she can communicate at a distance, and she knows more secrets than Nick Fury.

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

"It looks like this. The five gods and the Tribunal of Life... they have all waited for too long."

Luke stretched out and sighed: "Me too, after being idle for too long, I feel like my body is about to get rusty."

"The vacation ends here, what follows is a magnificent... grand war!"

Paige curled her hair with her fingers, blinked her beautiful eyes, and uttered seductive words like a siren.

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

Luke looked serious and asked: "For example?"

Paige had a smile on her face and just looked at the women in the swimming pool.

"This can be considered a war."

Luke became interested and asked Barry to wait one night. He had more important things to do at the moment.