I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

In the interrogation room.

"Perhaps you spent all the money when you applied for immigration and spent money to come here," the man in a suit asked.

Edward thought for a while, "I can't answer. I really have no impression, but I can tell you that in Chicago, the person holding this file came to find me, and then I had no memory of it later. When I woke up, It's not normal to come here in a car, so I'm afraid of this identity document."

"Without the intermediate memory, you doubt what they did to you." The man in the suit pushed his gold-rimmed eyes, took out a computer, and played the video of the time.

Edward and Gordon sat opposite each other, and the bodyguard and lawyer pushed the door open.

"Correct where your memory is." The man in the suit walked up to Edward with the computer in his arms.

Edward pointed at the screen, "Back up, after they opened the door and came in, I followed the movement and looked over, and then I remembered the golden light flashing, and then I had no memory of it."

"Look at the door." The man in the suit rewinded the video frame by frame. At the last frame when the lawyer man entered the door, he saw something like a pocket watch in the lawyer's hand. The man in the suit suddenly laughed, "You don't want to tell me. You were hypnotized and fed”

The expression of the man in the suit froze for a moment, the words of the boss came from the earphones, he pressed his ear to confirm, he didn't say anything, and stood up.

"Click." Darkness suddenly fell in the silver-white interrogation room. When the lights came on again, the man in a suit disappeared and was replaced by another man in a suit.

Edward hadn't seen it before, but Edward just saw that his face was familiar.

The suit is straight, the lines are tough, and he is handsome, and Edward also knows that this guy has extraordinary skills.

"Hello, Edward, I'll take care of the next thing, you can call me Ward."

Grant Ward was a level seven SHIELD agent who moonlighted as a Hydra agent, and Edward helped fill in the rest of his information.

It was difficult for Edward to tell whether he happened to be undercover in the FBI and was tasked with interrogating him, or whether he was here just for him.

But with his pretentious appearance, Edward immediately knew that he was here just for himself.

Reminiscent of the people who monitored him before, easily entering his room, easily mobilizing the camera, and being able to have such authority, S.H.I.E.L.D. has always been on the standby list, and now Ward's appearance can be regarded as confirming the matter.

What did he do here? Did SHIELD just happen to ask him to come, or did he come as a result of the game between SHIELD and Hydra?

"Why is there a problem with the sudden substitution of the person just now?" Edward asked cautiously.

"You don't believe him?" Ward asked casually with dark circles under his eyes.

As a seventh-level agent, he has various tasks every day. He had just finished a long-term latent mission and got off the plane when he was called here by his boss with a black bald head.

Originally planning to sleep in the car for a while, but on the other side, his adoptive father Garrett also sent a message. Now Ward, who has been cultivating immortality for three days and three nights, can only force himself to read the file.

I probably know when it is, and I also roughly understand the needs of both parties.

One wants to ask him about his memory of being kidnapped, and the other wants to confirm whether he has any memory of being kidnapped.

"I can't trust anyone." Edward said helplessly.

"You don't dare to trust anyone, and when you can't ensure your own safety, you still have to save Stark, don't you think it makes sense? Just because he helped you," Ward asked.

Edward compiled his knowledge about Ward. Grant Ward was an eighth-level agent of SHIELD. He was sent to a juvenile detention center because of family problems when he was a child. He was adopted by the real Hydra John Garrett. Ward himself had no tendencies. , he only adopts his adoptive father Garrett.

Edward thought about Ward's experience. Because others helped him, he had to repay him. Starting from this aspect, it is easier to increase Ward's recognition.

"Mr. Stark is the best person to me. He helped me twice. Secondly, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Stark helped me. I am going to save him."

Ward raised his eyebrows and said, "I will risk my life for this."

"At the risk of life," Edward said from the bottom of his heart with great determination and sincerity. As a person with four trump cards who knew that he could not die, Edward was at ease and focused on his acting skills.

"Okay, okay." Ward was a little confused by Edward's expression, and knocked on the table. "There is nothing wrong with that person just now, but there are some things that are inconvenient for him to know."

"You want to kill me" Edward panicked.

"Don't you have such a rich imagination?" Ward held up his forehead. "The things we are going to talk about next are just not convenient for ordinary people to know."

Edward was taken aback, I am also an ordinary person, although sometimes I can transform into a Kamen Rider, but I am really an ordinary person, you believe me.

"This." Ward took out a tablet, on which Edward watched before, in Chicago, the scene where the lawyer man hypnotized Edward.

"I can't tell you more about it, but your guess is right. We have screened out some special information. You have been hypnotized. Don't ask us how we know."

"Take information that I don't even know, and say that I will be taken home and hypnotized. How can I not be afraid?" Edward smiled self-deprecatingly and said in a low voice, "Who are they? How are they now? Will they come again?" Looking for me? Am I safe now?”

Ward took the tablet back, "They died. They fell into the river and drowned. We saw from the surveillance video that the person driving the car suddenly let go, so the car crashed through the bridge and went down. But what a coincidence, how did you happen to run out?" Why do you happen to have your identity information in your hands?"

"I" Edward thought of something terrible, shuddered, and trembled all over, "I don't know, when I woke up, they were talking about whether they should take blood from me to make me weak before sending it over. If I can make another fortune, I don’t know where to send it, but normal places won’t send it there by drawing blood to weaken people.”

"I was scared, so I just pushed the door open and left. It was better to be hit to death than to have their blood drawn. The document was right next to me. I wanted to use it as a cushion, but I overestimated my reaction speed."

Ward looked at Edward's trembling appearance, tapped his fingers on the table, took out a stack of documents, and handed the paper to Edward, "Explain, what did you get this from your house? Do you know?" What did you draw?"

"This" Edward picked up and took a look. Isn't this a reading comprehension picture of some scenic spots in Suzhou and Hangzhou that he drew? "I don't remember it, it's just that there are some afterimages in my memory, some pictures, like puzzle pieces, but I Can’t remember everything”

Ward extracted a complete picture from it and said, "This is the West Lake, a scenic spot in the Suzhou-Hangzhou region of the great Eastern country. Why did you draw this?"

"I don't know, I just feel like the place is safe and painting it calms me down."

"Are you afraid that the person who hypnotized you will come to you?"

"Yes, and no, part of it is because when I lost my memory, my identity information was held by someone I don't know. I feel that it is not normal for me to come to the United States." Edward emphasized Under "Amnesia".