Chapter 532: Who Made Schiller Want to Kill? (Part 2)

In the Avengers base, Natasha took the Red Banner Medal. Seeing the wear marks on it, her eyes widened.

"How is it? Is it real?" Shi Difen asked.

Natasha opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I haven't received this medal, and the history of the Red Banner Medal is very long, and there are many versions. However, judging from these wear marks, it shouldn't be a souvenir..."

"The issuance volume of the Red Banner Medal is very large, and it can also be found on the market now. No one should specifically make a fake one, right?"

After finishing, Natasha weighed the medal somewhat puzzled and looked at Shi Difen, saying, "Are you planning to join the Communist Party now? Isn't it a bit late?"

"Stop joking." Shi Difen said with a somewhat serious expression, "We found this in the office of Schiller's nursing home. Now we suspect that his wife may be from the same era as you, and she also accepted genetic modification. Maybe she also came out of the Red Room..."

"Impossible." Natasha immediately denied this point. After saying that, she cast her gaze toward the medal. Shi Difen looked at her beautiful face, but didn't see any expression on it. This female agent had always been able to control her emotions very well.

"Perhaps, you don't understand the things at that time, and I don't want to talk much about it, because it has been a long time. However, no matter what, it is impossible for anyone other than me to obtain immortality through modification."

Natasha took a deep breath and slowly began her narration:

"I was born in Stalingrad in 1928. At that time, the Soviet Union's first five-year plan had just begun, and everything was in the starting stage, including intelligence work."

"There is no country in this world that doesn't need agents. After realizing this problem, they began to select children with talent for cultivation, and I was the one who accepted the modification afterward."

"What about the children who accepted the modification with you?"

"There were no children who accepted the modification with me." Natasha sighed and looked at Stark, saying, "At that time, World War II had already broken out, Stalingrad became a front-line battlefield, the Soviet Union invested all its efforts in the war, the intelligence center tilted toward the wartime intelligence department, and the Red Room plan had been shelved."

"Moreover, at that time, the technological level was not so developed. I was the only one who accepted the modification. Very fortunately, the modification was successful."

"You can understand it this way: my encounter with Captain America is the same. We are both super soldiers born for war. Such success is not replicable. The United States has no second Captain America, and the Soviet Union has no second Black Widow."

Natasha's words convinced Shi Difen, because Shi Difen himself knew that the super soldier serum only succeeded on him at that time. 70 years passed, and there was still only one Captain America.

If you have to say the reason, in addition to luck, there is also the reason that the technology of that era was indeed not so developed. Shi Difen remembered that before the experiment started, he heard the staff say that this was a project with huge investment, and it almost dragged down the army's economy for this, but in the end, there was only such a successful case.

At that time, although the United States was not as rich as it is now, the Soviet Union was the same, and the Soviet Union still had to face the enemy on the front-line battlefield. I am afraid that the hands were tighter, and it is normal for the strategy not to tilt in this direction.

"Or, in other words..." Natasha hugged her arms and said, "If at that time, they could produce a company of me, how could the front line fight so tragically?"

Stark and Shi Difen both nodded. At this time, Stark suddenly asked, "Is it because they did human experiments on you and took your life to take risks that you defected?"

A "Pfft" sound came from Natasha's mouth. She said, "You don't know how happy I was when they notified me that I was selected to be an experimental subject. That was the happiest day of my life, because I thought I could finally use this powerful power to dedicate my life to this great country."

Stark saw Shi Difen turn his head, his face showing some moved expression. Obviously, he understood Natasha's past better.

"Essentially, I have no difference from Shi Difen. You have no position to blame anyone for taking human lives to take risks, because Captain America is also a product of human experiments. We were all created to deal with war, and there is no difference in height. And the difference is that your home is still there, and I..."

Natasha shook her head. Stark saw that when Natasha looked at the medal again, there were some different emotions in her eyes.

But soon, the female agent restrained her expression and said, "I think your speculation is completely nonsense. You Americans like these dog-blood plots."

"First of all, I am the only one who obtained the immortality gene, and other Red Room agents have long passed away."

"Secondly..." Natasha pinched the medal with two fingers and put it in front of her eyes, then said, "Do you think anyone can get this medal?"

"I admit that the Soviet Union in the later period did like to issue medals indiscriminately, but judging from the manufacturing process of this medal, it should belong to the early Red Banner Medal, and the weight is still very sufficient."

"And what you don't understand is that engaging in intelligence work and wanting to get the Red Banner Medal is very difficult. You must make a great contribution to be possible. Jianqiao Five, you should know, right?"

Stark and Shi Difen both nodded. Natasha said, "Harold Kim Philby, the most famous of the Jianqiao Five, is the owner of the Red Banner Medal, and I don't need to say much about how great his contribution is, right?"

Natasha shook her head and said, "I admit that before I left the Red Room, I was also a leader in the Soviet intelligence world, and I even did more than agents. I also participated in the war, but I didn't get this medal."

"If at that time, another female agent got this medal, then I would definitely know, and if there was such an excellent female agent, we two would definitely be very familiar, but as far as I know, there is no such person."

The reasoning fell into a stalemate again. Stark and Shi Difen both fell into thought. At this time, Natasha suddenly said:

"The story you made up is quite dog-blood, it's just that it doesn't quite fit reality. There are too many far-fetched places in it, whether it is time or space, there are many loopholes."

"In my opinion, things are very simple." Natasha speculated, "You said he was an antisocial personality when he was young, and finally don't know how he was cured."

"Let's put it this way, if there is really such a powerful psychologist in this world, at least he must be an academic authority. How could you not have heard of her name?"

"Female, Soviet agent, well-known scholar in the psychology world, immortal, neurodegenerative disease patient... Each of these is a low-probability event. How likely is it to overlap? You should know very well."

"I think Schiller may not have been cured by others. He is very likely to have self-healed."

"But Schiller emphasized to us many times that a doctor cannot heal himself." Shi Difen opened his mouth.

"But he is also not self-healing. Is there a possibility that he was actually cured by some kind of spirit and ideal."

Shi Difen and Stark were both stunned. Obviously, they thought of some things. Stark wanted to open his mouth to question, but Shi Difen said, "Indeed, this is very possible."

"You wouldn't be saying that Schiller is actually this Soviet agent, he was called by communism, and then joined the KGB?" Stark's tone revealed absurdity.

"Is such a thing rare?" Natasha asked back, "In that era, this kind of number was countless. Even if I have been carrying out intelligence work in other countries, I also know that most of my peers were like this, following one after another..."

At this time, Stark heard Shi Difen sigh. His tone was somewhat low, revealing the unique sense of the era when recalling the past. He said, "That's right, perhaps you may find it very difficult to imagine, that was an era full of idealists."

"Every Soviet person I know, when talking about their country, their eyes radiated light. Since then, I have never seen such pure light of ideals."

"Perhaps, we cannot understand and agree with that kind of doctrine, but that country will be so powerful, it is not without reason."

Stark fell silent. The "beep" sound of the battle suit echoed in his ears. As a person who had not experienced that era, it was indeed difficult to imagine.

However, page after page of historical data flashed before him, all of which were examples, even more exaggerated than the stories they heard, following one after another, a single spark can start a prairie fire...

But standing downstream of history, Stark already knew the fate of the behemoth that was once powerful enough to stand at the pinnacle of the Earth. He looked at Natasha.

At this time, Natasha was staring at the badge in her hand in a daze. Stark felt that he had a hallucination, because he saw a trace of longing in Natasha's eyes.

He didn't know how many times he had heard Natasha curse that country. That was definitely not a disguise. It could be said that even if he, an American, were to curse, there would be no such true feelings.

What was she hating? And what was she missing?

Seeing Natasha's performance like this, Stark instead believed it a bit. Perhaps, those once glorious years became the pride of their whole life, and also became the nightmare of their whole life.

Stark looked down at the folder again. Is Schiller like this too?

That so-called lover does not exist. What he loved, what once cured him, what pulled him back from the edge of the abyss, was the campfire lit on the Siberian snowfield, the light shining under the red flag.

And now, what makes him painful, unable to let go for a long time, and unable to forget forever, is this long-worn red medal.

It could be said that what they saw in Schiller's Mind Palace before, and what they speculated, could only be called guesses, and now the only physical evidence is this document and this medal.

If there is anything that is the only one confirmed, it is that Schiller indeed possesses this red medal, indeed has read this once extremely important list, and indeed has a relationship with that country that has already died.

Then perhaps, the only real harm comes from this, and cannot be cured.

Stark and Shi Difen both thought of this point.

In Schiller's Mind Palace, after seeing that tragedy, they felt that if they chose one between the collapse of the spiritual pillar and death, they would choose the latter.

But now it seems that it may not count as the collapse of the spiritual pillar. After this, there are still deeper disasters.

"I think he doesn't need to be treated." Natasha was clearly talking about Schiller, but Stark heard her talking about herself.

"Control Guard Here"

"If he is really sick because of this, then he doesn't need to be treated, cannot be treated, and no one is qualified to treat him."

Shi Difen and Stark were silent for a while. Suddenly, Stark seemed to remember something and said, "Wait a minute, if the stories of parents and wife are not true, then who does he want to resurrect?"

Shi Difen widened his eyes and looked at Stark. The two suddenly had a bad premonition.

Shi Difen said with a fast speaking speed, "I remember he already hung that God of Death on a coconut tree. Facing the threat of death, that God of Death didn't help him resurrect the object he wanted to resurrect, which means that the object may not be able to be resurrected..."

"Or rather, even the God of Death cannot resurrect, then there is only..."

Stark and Shi Difen turned around quickly. Natasha called them from behind, "Wait! The matter of Hydra and Baron Zemo!"

Stark turned around, reached out his hand and said, "Do you think Hydra is still important now?"

Even Shi Difen said, "I know Hydra, they at most resurrect Red Skull, at worst I will fight him again, but if Schiller wants to resurrect the Soviet Union... God! Stark! Drive fast, go to the hospital!

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The two left in a hurry, not even taking care to take the folder and the medal. After the two left, Natasha fiddled with the medal, then took out her mobile phone and called Nick.

"Hello? Director, I guided them as you said. They should believe it, but the story of Schiller's parents and wife is quite true. Is it really not..."

A cold snort came from the other end of the phone. He said:

"Wife? He has a fart of a wife! It is estimated that even the story of his parents is performed by him. It only deceives heroes like Iron Man and Captain America who have overflowing sympathy."

"He recently got together with Loki and Shi Difen again. He must have found another unlucky guy and wanted to pit him. Mental illness? He will only get mental illness because he can't cheat money!"

"Using fake death and the outbreak of demons to force me to show the Helicarrier, yesterday, the annoying military still took away one of my carriers!"

"Moreover, Schiller also killed Baron Zemo. Without this great enemy, what should I do about my funding at the beginning of next year?!"

"Those three scammers who lacked virtue actually wanted to fool Iron Man and Captain America into helping them work? No way!"

Natasha shook her head. Obviously, she didn't agree with the number "three scammers".

Natasha fiddled with the medal and said, "Honestly, Director, where did you get the early version of the Red Banner Medal? This thing is not easy to find."

"Red Banner Medal? What Red Banner Medal? What I got was clearly the Patriotic War Medal. This kind of medal is everywhere. I collected one with good quality and let Coulson send it over... Coulson! Coulson! What's going on? Did your medal send wrong?"

"You haven't sent it yet?? What are you doing?! Wait, your medal didn't send over, then Natasha there... Hello! Hello?... Natasha, are you listening?"

With a "Pat!", the medal fell to the table. Natasha slowly lowered her head and looked at the document left on the table, dumbfounded. ===== CHAPTER 533 =====