blueteamnovel Chapter 1602 Fishing Day (twenty-two)
Chapter 1602 Fishing Day (twenty-two)
When the evening of Long Island in winter comes, the sunset is like the honey and wine dripping from the sacred tree, slowly falling from the blue sky until the forest is completely dyed, the shadows of the trees are green, and the crisp calls of wild ducks when they return to their nests can be heard from the sky .
The fishermen began to pack their things in an orderly manner, and then embarked on the journey home with big and small bags.
Schiller first put a few live fish and a bunch of squid into the tank, then put the fish and other ingredients that had been killed and sliced into an incubator with ice packs, wrapped the fishing rods, and put a stool After folding it, he took two copies in one hand and walked forward.
Luo Ji, who came last and carried the fewest things, couldn't help turning her head to look at Schiller, and said with a smile: "Before, I never had the image of you coming home from get off work to buy vegetables and cook."
"I can cook, but I usually don't buy groceries." Schiller lightly relaxed his shoulders, turned to look at Natasha and said, "After all, I was targeted by S.H.I.E.L.D. shortly after I came to New York, and they volunteered to take over All my resources for food, clothing, housing and transportation.”
"At that time Nick was still counting on you to eat grass and milk milk, but soon you gave him a blow with your salary bill." Natasha also walked forward with big bags and said with a smile.
As the setting sun shines on the ice, the mist raised by the heat during the day gradually disappears, making the ice appear to shine brightly.
Outside the crisis-ridden battlefield, without the rush of mundane things and the fear of an enemy, the elongated shadows of a few people in the evening sun are like the knives used to carve the soul by fireworks in the world, and the boredom accumulated over the years And worry a little bit to tick away.
They returned to the door of the lakeside hut. Nick and Steve, who were closest to the hut, had started to set up the canopy, while Charles and Eric were looking for something among the bushes.
"I hope these ladies don't slow you down, Schiller. Professor Charles said he saw wild ducks among the bushes. If we are lucky, we may be able to eat wild duck eggs."
"You underestimate their dexterity." Schiller put down the things in his hand one by one, turned his head and glanced at Gwen Spider-Man who threw the things on the rocky beach in front of the door, shook his head and said, "It's just a little Impatient, maybe hungry."
"Then we should assume the responsibility of a gentleman." Steve helped Nick fix the stake, smashed it into the ground with another piece of wood a few times, and said, "Doctor, can I trouble you to confirm the menu? This way, even if we are working on multiple projects at the same time, we will not find ourselves too busy to eat.”
"Of course, I'll call Gwen for you, she's looking forward to doing some hard work so she can avoid inquiries from Professor Charles, who's been busy getting all the Spider-Men to his house lately. "
Schiller went back to the house and changed into wading boots, walked to the reeds, called Gwen Spider-Man who was taking pictures there, and then went to the bushes behind to find Charles and his party.
Schiller looked around but couldn't find Ivan, so he asked Charles, "Where's your other teammate?"
"He's preparing a charcoal fire." Charles shook his head from side to side, searching for footprints among the bushes and said, "The charcoal of the barbecue is much more difficult to serve than the fire. There was a risk of a flame that would burn everything."
"Did I say, I brought an induction cooker, maybe it can be used to heat vegetables or pancakes, but the house is not wired to the outside, can any of you help with this?" Schiller took off his gloves Come down and ask.
"I'll go back with you. It's impractical to find wild ducks here." Eric turned and walked towards the hut, but Charles was still very interested. He waved to the two and said, "Go back first." , I bet I saw the footprints of those little guys here, I will be able to find their nests, and then we can eat steaming eggs."
"He's always been like that, innocent like a kid, with unrealistic fantasies, and always thinking he's funny," Eric said grumblingly on the way back with Schiller.
"It might actually be fun for him."
Eric glanced at Schiller in surprise, and Schiller stepped on the grass nest with one foot deep and one shallow as if he had understood what they said, lowered his head and said, "Why, I didn't show a professional smile , and then explain to you in detail why Charles finds this interesting from a psychological point of view, does it make you feel uncomfortable?"
"I thought you were a doctor twenty-four hours a day."
"Maybe it used to be." Schiller's answer was equally short, and he didn't explain anything, and Eric said in a timely manner: "It's good, Charles always takes the trouble to explain everything to everyone. A symptom of the fact that he probably genuinely believes that there are no complete idiots in this world."
When they got to the back of the house, Eric stroked the rosettes on the outside of the house with his gloved hand, looked up again at the roof, and said, "It's a pretty typical fisherman's house, but this house The owner did not use a generator, he may have connected the line to the grid of the street lights on the road next to it."
"You mean he's stealing electricity?"
"It's possible, but I don't think it's stealing. He still has to pay high property taxes for the house, but he doesn't enjoy any municipal benefits, which he deserves."
And what surprised Eric was that Schiller still didn't say anything, he just nodded and asked: "So is there a way to connect an external line so that we can use kitchen utensils outside the house normally?"
Eric also took off his gloves. He looked around and said, "There is an underground warehouse here. Let's go and see if there are any cables that can be used there. I think there are."
Schiller knew why he made this speculation, because if the owner of this house used cables to steal electricity, then he must not have only prepared wires that were just long enough. If some were left, they could only be stored in warehouses. inside.
Eric opened the cellar door and kicked open the door, which was already somewhat stuck together due to rust, with his boots. Schiller tugged on the heavy cellar door, and Eric climbed down the ladder.
After a while, a coil of cable was thrown up, and then Eric climbed up again, and he began to look around the house for a place to connect, and soon he and Schiller found the owner of the house on the side of the house to modify the wiring The electrical box of the house was buried under the wall on the east side of the house.
Eric connected the wires with amazing proficiency. Schiller stood by and watched, and said in amazement: "I didn't expect your electrician skills to be so skilled."
"Do you think I'm one of those brats who can't even eat without their mutant abilities?" Eric snorted coldly, and said while busy with his work, "On the way to be hunted down, I Electrician, bricklayer, porter, milkman, apprentice tooth extraction, boat engine repair, even church choir teacher."
"You can sing?"
"A little bit, but not much. A Spaniard taught me basic arias. Later, when I went into exile in Italy, a lady who loved opera introduced me to a teacher."
Eric's narration is always straightforward, without any modifiers, even if it appears in the police transcript, it seems a bit dry, but because of the richness of the content, it always reminds people of those slightly gray-toned years.
When the circuit was completely laid out and the sky was already dark, Eric, who was back near the camp, looked at the wild duck eggs in Charles' hands in shock. Charles was like a child who got a new toy, and said to his old friend Show off your achievements.
"I just looked at it with a flashlight, and there are two eggs in it that have been fertilized, so we don't eat these two, but take them back and hatch them. I have long needed a few small animals for the children of the Xavier Gifted Boys School We're giving life lessons."
Eric seemed suddenly angry. He pulled off the gloves he had just put on with some force and said, "Yes, show them how caring you are, take the animals away from their mothers, and then Educate them in cages."
"Hey, how can you talk to Dean Charles like that?" Gwen Spiderman who came over stared at Eric's leaving back, looking rather aggrieved, but Charles smiled at her and said, "Don't be angry, Gwen, is dinner ready?"
"No, Nick asked me to come over and ask Dean Schiller if he had decided on the menu. He disappeared and didn't bring back news for a long time. We were all a little worried about him."
"I'm doing this, miss, but you have to tell me what you want to eat and what dishes you can provide, otherwise you will fly into the reeds later, and no one will be able to find you."
Gwen Spider-Man rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't have anything special to eat, the pile of snacks I bought is enough to fill my stomach... Well, don't look at me like that, I know I should Eat less junk food, so, fried fish?"
Charles shook his head, obviously feeling that this was not healthy, but Schiller nodded. He patted Gwen Spider-Man on the back to make her turn around, and said to her, "Go and see if the charcoal is ready. , go."
Gwen Spider-Man was kicked out of the conversation between Schiller and Charles for some reason, she shook her head and didn't take it seriously.
But as Gwen Spider-Man circles the house, she thinks she understands Schiller's point, while two Russians, Ivan and Natasha, are fiddling with barbecue coals.
Gwen Spider-Man glanced left and right, and found that there was no one else around, so she rushed to the place where the two were working in three steps at a time. Ivan said: "Uh, Nick, they are looking for you."
Ivan raised his head and glanced into the distance with some doubts, but Gwen Spider-Man had already squeezed in between the two of them, pushed Ivan out, and said, "Hurry up and leave this place to me. "
Ivan looked down at the charcoal fire that was almost ready, stood up and patted the dust on his pants, and walked towards the distance.
"What's the matter with you? Gwen?" Natasha, who was squatting on the ground turning charcoal, looked up at Spider-Man Gwen in surprise and asked.
"It's nothing, I just came from Dr. Schiller, and he asked me to make sure the charcoal is ready on time." Gwen Spider-Man winked at Natasha.
Natasha's heart suddenly rang out, she stared at Gwen's face repeatedly, as if to ensure that the clear stupidity was not polluted, and Gwen Spider-Man observed the slightly nervous expression of the female agent, and said in her heart, " Sure enough."