Steve Rogers instinctively swept his gaze around him and found that the surrounding soldiers were watching him while subtly avoiding him. Their expressions were also somewhat strange—very strange.
Steve Rogers gave nothing away. Acting familiar, he walked up to Captain Bob, opened his arms, hugged him, and patted his stiff back.
"Bob, long time no see. How have you been?" Steve Rogers greeted him with a smile.
"Not bad. Same as always." Captain Bob forced out a smile as well and replied, "Come on, follow me."
With that, Captain Bob turned around and led Steve Rogers into the passageway leading to the undersea prison.
Captain Bob was very abnormal.
When Steve Rogers had come before, Bob had known he was Captain America. He had always called him Captain, never by his name. He had admired and revered him greatly, even hoping Steve Rogers would give him an autograph the next time he came to the Deep-Sea Prison.
Because he had not prepared any photos of Steve Rogers last time, he had been extremely annoyed with himself. At the time, he had kept blaming himself and insisted that by Steve Rogers's next visit, he would have Captain America postcards ready and would definitely ask for an autograph as a keepsake.
This time, he showed no sign of it and did not mention such a thing at all.
Steve Rogers instantly sensed that something might have happened at the Deep-Sea Great Prison.
He looked ahead of Captain Bob.
The passageway was dark, like an abyss swallowing Steve Rogers whole.
The soldiers around them watched with cold eyes, their gazes tinged with pity and concealing immense malice.
Steve Rogers acted as though he had noticed nothing. He kept smiling as he walked behind Captain Bob.
"This environment really isn't great, Bob. It's too