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Not surprisingly, the person who rang the doorbell was Colson, who had a worrying hairline. Not long after the doorbell rang, Colson came to the basement and wanted to say something to Tony.

Sherlock didn't pay attention to what Coulson said to Tony throughout the whole process, but he could probably guess what it was. It was nothing more than the Avengers or something like that, or he wanted Tony to provide technical support to SHIELD. topic of.

The reason why Sherlock didn't pay attention to the fun that was right in front of him was also very simple. It was the unfinished Captain America shield in his hand. After all, this thing was too unscientific in Sherlock's opinion. Although Sherlock Locke himself was a product of unscientific science.

This unfinished Captain America shield seems to be made of several layers of metal. Sherlock doesn't know which piece of it is the legendary vibranium. It may be all of it, or it may be only one layer.

But no matter what the situation is, the combined thickness of these layers of metal is only about five millimeters. Sherlock really can't imagine that a metal shield with a thickness of five millimeters can protect against bullets, energy attacks, and even jumping from high places. Down impact.

The most ridiculous thing is that this thing can also be used as a Frisbee to attack enemies. It is not just an enemy. In the hands of Captain America, it bounces everywhere like a pinball. The key is that it can also bounce on people.

Sherlock could not figure out how the powerless nature of this thing could achieve these conditions. You must know that the same thickness of the car skin could not even block ordinary nine-millimeter bullets.

The scene of JC hiding behind the car door and shooting as seen in the movie is in reality, either this JC has had enough life, or the car door has been modified and bulletproof materials have been added inside.

Just when Sherlock was holding up the unfinished shield and looking at it in fascination, and even started to think about whether he should tell Tony to take this thing back and experiment to see what the physical properties of this thing are, Tony's The voice came from beside Sherlock.

"Yes, Mr. Colson, I am pleased and appreciative of your behavior in protecting Pepper, but this does not become a reason for me to join your alliance and become a nanny!

Hey, Sherlock, don't look at it. If you like it, I'll give it to you later. Bring it over now. The height of this thing should be just right! "

While calling Sherlock to come over quickly, Tony picked up the level that had just been placed on the tube of the particle accelerator and saw Sherlock coming over with a shield held up.

Tony glanced at Coulson who was standing aside with a hint of resentment, then reached out and picked up the tube of the particle accelerator.

"Quick, quick, quick! Stuff it under the link point, I won't be able to hold on for long!!"

Tony's face became like a boiled shrimp because of the force, Sherlock looked at Tony's "fragile" appearance, how could he dare to grind, and directly stuffed the unfinished shield under the pipe .

Seeing that Sherlock had completed the "installation work of the shield", Tony sent it directly away. The pipe hit the shield and made a clear metal impact. Tony was holding his knees on one side and breathing heavily.

Seeing Tony's appearance as if he was exercising violently, Sherlock couldn't help but pat his forehead and picked up a bottle of water from the cabinet next to him and threw it to Tony.

"I said, why don't you make some kind of engineering armor or something like that? With the way you are, I'm really afraid that before your so-called new elements are synthesized, you'll just kick your legs and get knocked out. .”

Regarding Sherlock's complaints, Tony finally calmed down and rolled his eyes angrily. Although Sherlock's suggestions have been included in the next production plan of the steel armor, Tony is not willing to complain on the surface. That's the end.

"Don't be ridiculous, I just didn't do any warm-up exercises!" After saying that, I didn't forget to put the level on the pipe again to take a look.

"Ha, I just said the height of this thing is just right, perfect!"

Coulson stood aside and watched what the uncle and nephew were doing, with the corner of his mouth twitching all the time. Especially since he was a die-hard fan of the captain, it was heartbreaking to see the captain's shield placed under the pipe like this. .

After hesitating for a long time, Colson still couldn't hold back and spoke directly.

"Ahem, cough, er, this shield of yours should be an imitation, Tony, I see that your pipeline looks very heavy, are you sure this imitation can support the operation of this pipeline?"

After listening to Colson's words, Tony glanced at Colson strangely, and then answered Colson perfunctorily while working.

"It's not a replica. When my dad made the shield for the captain, it was a spare. It's my dad's relic. Why didn't your director tell you about it?"

As Tony spoke, Coulson on the other side began to become visibly agitated, looking at Sherlock and Tony as if they were two antiquities dealers.

"No! What I mean is that if this thing is real, you should send it to the National Museum in Washington, instead of serving as a chock for your pipeline here..."

Before Colson finished speaking, Sherlock couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He stood directly in front of Colson and raised his hand to interrupt Colson's words.

Colson looked at Sherlock standing in front of him with his arms raised in confusion. Before Colson could ask what Sherlock wanted to do, Sherlock flipped his wrist and a postcard appeared on Sherlock's shoulder. in hand.

Coulson thought that Sherlock just wanted to perform a close-up magic trick for him, and looked at the postcard in his hand with some doubts. After just one glance, Coulson said that he couldn't take his eyes away.

As a die-hard fan of Captain, Coulson would never admit his mistake. The signature on the postcard was definitely that of Captain. Coulson even dared to bet on the note-taking and trace studies he had learned during his career as an agent to confirm that this was definitely Captain. 's autograph.

The only thing that confused Coulson might be the time. After all, judging from the date of this postcard and the note, it would definitely not be too long. At most, it was only last week. This still includes the factory time of the postcard.

"Captain's signed postcard? Where did you get it?"

Coulson pulled the postcard from Sherlock's hand into his own and observed it repeatedly in surprise.

Seeing Coulson's unseen expression, Sherlock also scratched his head in confusion. After all, according to the movie, Coulson should be the one responsible for the task of digging up the captain.

"Well... you don't know? Black braised egg didn't tell you?"

Listening to Sherlock's question, especially the words "black braised eggs", Coulson couldn't help but picture Nick Fury sitting behind his desk with a serious look on his mind.

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and Colson sorted out his thoughts.

"Well...should I know? And you are our director after all, Sherlock..."

Colson was interrupted by Sherlock before he finished speaking.

"Okay, let me tell you that your idol Captain America has been dug out of the glacier by your director, and has woken up. He is now undergoing rehabilitation training at my house."

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, Coulson on the other side started roaring.

"Son of bxxch, that damn black braised egg didn't even tell me about this!"