章 8: A Peaceful Life Is Fleeting
"Hello, My name is Sharon Carter. Well, you can call me Sharon. We are about the same age. I think it's a bit strange to call me aunt."
He reached out and shook Sharon's hand, Abel smiled and said, "Hello, Sharon! My name is Abel, Abel Shaw, you can just call me Abel."
I haven't seen a distant relative who has almost lost contact in seven or eight years. It's really surprising how my mother suddenly contacted her again.
"Okay, let's hurry up and eat."
Terea told Abel and Sharon to sit down for dinner. Abel was used to Terea's cooking skills, but it was the first time that Sharon ate it. So she was shocked and almost bit her own her tongue, and praised Terea for her cooking, and after eating the dessert, she collapsed on the chair with a happy smile on her face.
"Terea, your cooking skills are so good, you deserve to be a chef in three Michelin stars."
Treya had heard this many times, but when she heard Sharon praise her so, Treya still felt very happy, and the two chatted again.
Abel sat aside, drank the tea, frowning slightly.
Abel is really familiar with the name Sharon Carter, but he can't remember exactly why he is familiar with her.
Before coming to this world, he spent more than ten years in the magical world. Except for some important memories, most of the remaining memories are blury, unless he can make a Penseive and extract his memories to watch, it is unlikely he'll remember.
Of course, even the magic wand has not been successfully made, it is a fantasy to make a Penseive. Moreover, thinking about it, Abel doesn't know much about making the Penseive. He is indeed known for his erudition in his previous life, but he don't know everything.
'Forget it, it's not a big deal. I'll just stay vigilant. If she has no purpose, then it doesn't matter, but if she has any purpose, I will take action immediately, and will not let her hurt my mother.'
"Sharon, stay here tonight, there are rooms available."
Sharon waved her hand, and said, "No, I will have class early in the morning, and I will definitely come here when I have a holiday."
"Then I will drive you to the subway station, after all, it is already very late."
"Well... , then I will have trouble you."
"it's fine."
Trerea said bye to Abel, put on clothes and went out with Sharon, and drove her to the subway station.
Abel simply cleaned the table and put the dishes, knives and forks in the sink. As for why the dishwasher is not used, Treya, who is a three-star Michelin chef, said that the dishwasher is not clean, so even it is washed. It's not clean either. All in all, the chef is right when it comes to the kitchen!
After finishing the sorting, Abel went back to his room and wrote the homework. He checked that the second wave of things he bought on eBay and Amazon had been shipped, but he stopped paying attention to them. He sat at the desk and took out a book to read it, with a cup of black tea in his hand, enjoying the peaceful time.
While Abel was reading, Treya also slowly stopped the car in front of the subway station.
Sharon's school is the State University of New York at Stony Brook, one of the Ivy Leagues. It's about an hour and a half from downtown New York. Of course, it's a lot faster if you take the subway.
Seven or eight in the evening is not too late.
Saying goodbye to Sharon, Treya drove home.
Looking at Treya who was leaving, Sharon took out the phone, dialed the number, and said directly: "Sir, I'm out."
Coulson's voice came across the phone, and he said to Sharon, "Sharon, I'm sorry to let you monitor your friends."
"Sir, you know, this is my own choice. Instead of letting a strange agent monitor them, it's better to let someone related to them monitor them, so that I won't cause any misunderstandings. I can do better. This is a win-win choice."
"But if something happens, then you are probably in very dangerous situation, and you are very likely to lose your friends. So if you want to go back, I will immediately send other agents to go, please trust me, he will be fair and just."
"Sir, I insist on performing this task, and the target is only similar to Abel, not necessarily him. At least in this observation, I didn't see any abnormalities. In my opinion, they are just a pair of ordinary mother and child. At most, it means that the target has a calmness that is not commensurate with its age, and there is nothing special about it."
"I understand your feelings, but Abel is the superhumman who most likely to kill Kilgrave. Although we have no clear evidence at present, the probability that he is the target is 100%. It's more than 80, so please continue to observe and don't let him go on an evil path, otherwise we will have to find a way to take action."
"I understand the sir, but I don't like calling him the one who killed Kilgrave, I prefer to call him the one who saved Jessica Jones."
"Okay, I understand, I will pay attention how to address him in the future. Bye"
After hanging up the phone, Sharon stood in front of the subway station and looked at the roaring subway. She couldn't help but sigh, but her expression soon became firm. As Peggy Carter's niece, Sharon always said her aunt is the goal in life, but when her relatives and friends become mission goals, she finds for the first time that she is not as firm as she thought.
I hope Abel is not that person.
I hope Abel is not a bad person.
Happy weekends always pass quickly.
After running early in the morning, Abel carried his schoolbag and rode his bicycle to school.
He parked his bicycle, looked at Sean who was walking, and immediately said with a smile: "Sean, why are your dark circles so heavy?"
Reluctantly scratching the head that hadn't been wash, Sean sighed and said: "Don't ask, I wanted to pass "Assassin's Creed" last night, but that game is really too difficult. I played it for a long time. Halfway through, the sky was already turning white at that time."
"I hope you don't sleep in class, otherwise I don't think Mr. Frey will let you go. You also know how serious she is."
"I will try my best, to be honest, I already regret playing the game last night a bit now..."
Sean was talking, but Abel's attention was no longer on him. He frowned slightly and looked at a girl who was walking into the school from outside. Abel could clearly feel the evil aura emanating from her, far surpassing all the Death Eaters he had encountered in the previous life, even Voldemort was inferior, the evil thought was extremely dark, and as deep as endless void.
A person like this came to the school. Problems will inevitably occur!
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