Agent Carter

I turned my head to look at Peggy Carter, as she walked down the street with me, caught in the current of the slowly becoming crowded street. Instead of the seductive dress I had first seen her in, she was wearing a three-piece, more formal purple dress.

"I thought those dresses you were wearing earlier looked quite nice on you, maybe you don't like wearing dresses that cling to your body as much as I do?"

Peggy looked puzzled for a brief moment before answering me. Because we had been walking in silence for so long, her attention was completely focused on the earpiece in her ear telling her that the soldiers were on their way to their position.

I don't know how long it had been, but I had started to hear the sounds around me much more clearly, and Peggy's hidden earphones could not escape my enhanced hearing capability.

In fact, I saw it for a second as I was leaving the store. Even though it was painted flesh-colored, it was not a miniature earphone that was placed inside the ear.

"I thought men usually liked it when women wore dresses that cling to their bodies."

"Haha I didn't say I was against a visual feast, but it makes me a little nervous to see women using their bodies like that. Especially in Asian countries, women who wear clothes clinging to their bodies are either women with a dangerous background or women who are trying to use you. I can say that I have some kind of trauma about it. Otherwise of course I am not against tight clothes."

"Women trying to use you? Haha Sounds like you're talking about agents"

"Agents. No, absolutely not. You know, I'm talking about, you know, women who are after money. I used to be a businessman and I had the opportunity to travel to many countries, Nǚshì"

"Nushu? What does that mean?"

Good, I can still steer the conversation comfortably.

"It's Chinese for lady."

"Wow, do you know any other languages?"

"A lot."

"Exactly how many languages do you speak?"

"I didn't count, but I learned general European and Asian languages"

"Impressive. Uh, can you wait here a minute? You know, I have some girl stuff."

Some girl stuff? I started to feel like I was walking with a guy cosplaying Peggy.

As Peggy apologized to me and made her way to the women's bathroom set up at the entrance of the Expo, I focused and in the mod of full-concentration breath. I hadn't heard anything about this sudden movement through the headphones just now.

I wonder if she knew that I could hear the conversations in the headset and was therefore giving me fake information, but we are not in an age where superhumans walk everywhere. I wonder if a sniper is aiming at my forehead right now. It's possible, given that we're still in a position where the crowd hasn't reached its peak.

Although I escaped from prison by disarming about twenty soldiers, so the guys in the army are probably dying to know my secret. That's why they won't shoot me.

Hmm, I wonder...

At the end of my thought process, the ordinary canal cover under my feet looked suspicious to me, so I took a step back and stepped away from the cover, and as luck would have it, as soon as I stepped back, tiny lightning bolts started flashing all over the cover. If I had been a second late, I would have been electrocuted with high voltage electricity and I would have fallen down and fainted as if I was having an ordinary faint. I'm sure there was an ambulance full of soldiers waiting in the next street.

I smiled and waited for the electric current in the cover of the sewer to disappear before I turned my head and looked carefully at the surrounding rooftops. I smiled back at the soldier who was watching me intently through the binoculars, then I lifted my shoulders, curled my lip and waited for Peggy to come out of the bathroom.

When Peggy came out of the bathroom, her hand was searching for something in her small handbag. She was probably holding a gun. I wonder when she discovered that I could hear her earpiece and decided to use it against me. Or did she?

"Agent Peggy Carter. Your first trap has already failed. I think you should show me a little respect and accompany me as a result of this failed attempt and not make another attempt during the expo."

After my warning, Peggy slowly took her hand out of her bag and started to walk beside me, but I could see that she was hesitant to stand as close to me as she had the first time.

"If you don't mind me asking, Ms. Peggy, when did you realize that I could hear your conversations through the headphones?"

"If you'll answer one of my questions in return, of course."

She'll probably ask about my past. It's not a bad time to make up a past.

"Deal."

"Actually, no one thought you had this ability. It was my own theory and I told the soldier in the earpiece to keep talking about the made-up plan. Even if my theory failed, we wouldn't have lost anything because the plan was obvious and I had to get away from you to answer the earpiece."

Suddenly I grabbed Peggy's arm as before and pulled her to me, causing her to step into the sewer we were about to cross. She reached for her gun until she noticed the sewer, smiled when she saw it and grabbed my arm of her own volition.

"Well, that's logical. Congratulations, Agent Carter."

"Can you tell me about your past?"

"My whole past? It doesn't seem fair."

"Okay, then tell me why you insisted on coming to this expo tonight."

"Uh, it's no big deal. I just want to look Howard Stark in the face and then laugh out loud when his flying car show fails."

"What kind of relationship do you have with Howard Stark?"

"You've already used up your right to ask, you can ask me one more question if you want, but I'll tell you up front, you should owe me an answer at this point.