family history of mental illness

The Miami police officers who received the report arrived late. They pushed through the thick crowd and squeezed into the center with difficulty, finally seeing the two reported "sabotage elements".They all look unexpectedly young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, one with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the other as dejected as a frost-beaten eggplant. Facing the barrage of questioning and denunciation, they are retreating steadily, which is very pitiful .

"Pity them, who is going to pity the shopkeepers who have suffered losses?" The older police officer educated the newcomer with a grim face: "They have destroyed half of the shops on the street."

The newcomer retorted unconvinced: "But it's not just these two children. Didn't the reporter also say that there was another group of people?"

"You're right, how about sending you to arrest the other group?"

"Uh... But they all ran away, the surveillance was destroyed, and their license plates were blocked again, how can I find this?"

"Yeah, so why do you think these bitter masters keep around the two children?"

The newcomers seem to understand: "Because they are the only ones who can still be found..."

The rookie policeman looked at Jason and Peter with pity, and almost imagined their future misery: the money they scraped together was just a drop in the bucket, and the two had to save money, give up their studies, and work part-time jobs every day to earn money so that they could repay their debts. Yu Sheng's debts are really, really pitiful.

The rookie police officer who is more emotional can't help but wipe the corner of his eye and wipe away a tear.

Sensing a creepy sight, Jason looked towards the source vigilantly, only to find a young policeman looking at them with tears in his eyes.Unable to shudder, he poked Peter, and pointed at the little policeman covertly, causing Peter to look over, and then saw Peter who was also shivering with satisfaction.

"What is he doing?" Peter asked, rubbing goosebumps.

Jason held back for a long time before he managed to make a guess: "Maybe his eyes are sick."

Peter looked at him suspiciously.

Jason was guilty inside, but nodded firmly on the outside; "That's it." It was absolutely so.

Peter had to reluctantly believe it.

At this time, the elderly police officer squeezed over, took out his notebook and began to record: "The caller said you shot?"

Peter waved his hands again and again.

Jason generously admitted: "I have a gun license."

Police officer: "Show it to me."

Jason just brought it, so he handed it over.

The policeman looked at it, and asked him for a social security card, and Jason handed it over confidently.He has already remembered his identity information, and he is not afraid of being questioned at this time.

However, Jason, who was thinking this way, couldn't even answer the policeman's first question, which was...

"Your social security card shows 16 years old, why can you have a gun license?"

Jason: "..."

Oops, I ignored this bug when memorizing the data! You have to be 18 years old to get a gun license!

The police officer waved the gun certificate: "So, it's fake."

Of course it's fake, not only the gun certificate, but also the social security ID. Jason squeezed his fist, and suddenly felt that the guy who gave him the fake ID was too unreliable.

The police officer calmed down the emotional sufferers, and said to Jason and Peter: "Let's talk about the gun license issue in the bureau. Now we need to solve the issue of compensation."

Peter is really poor, but Jason is still a little rich, so he said, "I have a bar, at worst, I can sell it to them."

Peter nodded: "Jason is the richest of us."

If there are sufferers, ask how much they can pay. Jason estimated it and said a number. The number is quite a lot, but if it is distributed to more than 30 sufferers, everyone can get it, let alone repairing walls and supplying smashed ornaments The supplies are gone, and even the turnover to compensate for the closure of business for several months is not enough.

Peter and Jason fell into an unprecedented predicament.

The police officer comforted the sufferer again, and said to the two cubs: "You should call the adults at home first."

Jason and Peter looked at each other without saying a word.

"how?"

Jason reached into his pocket, touched the sharp edge of the bat dart, and said angrily, "I have no father or mother, and my adoptive father doesn't want me anymore."

Peter also began to pick his thighs: "My...both parents are dead, and Aunt May can't be found anymore. Now I have no family."

The sufferers are crazy.

"That means I can't afford it? My jewelry store can earn tens of thousands a day, and it can't be opened for a few months. What a loss!"

"No! Lose money! If you don't lose money, you will be arrested and jailed!"

"I messed up whoever I provoked. I kept the shop open, and the walls were smashed through!"

"Don't talk about it, my store has collapsed, and people are almost buried in it. How can you be as miserable as me?"

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Listening to the words of each sufferer, Peter lowered his head lower and lower, and his expression became more and more bitter. When the excited sufferer finally broke through the circle of policemen separating them, he stretched out his arms and was about to push the skinny boy.

A big hand with sharp joints suddenly grabbed that arm, making him unable to stretch it out, and unable to pull it back. He cursed angrily, "Who the hell grabbed Lao Tzu's hand?"

When he looked up and saw the other person's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but gasped: "Toto...Tony Stark?"

Tony let go of the opponent's arm, retracted his hand and adjusted the cuffs, and then said slowly: "You can read more standardly, it's Tony Stark, not Toto Tony Stark."

The sufferer silently swallowed his saliva.

"All the losses they caused will be taken over by Stark Industries, you can rest assured." After finishing himself, Tony raised his hand to press the shoulder of the startled boy, pulled him to his side, and used a In a protective gesture, he said: "Who said he has no family, I am his guardian now."

"Ssss...Mr. Stark..."

Tony patted him on the shoulder lightly: "I'm here, you don't have to worry about anything."

Peter raised his head, turned his face sideways and looked into those warm brown eyes, his heart suddenly became astringent.

No matter when, Mr. Stark's protection and love for him always make him feel that he vaguely sees his father, an existence that is missing from his entire teenage years.

He didn't know what to say, but he knew that Mr. Stark at this moment was undeniably handsome!

Jason didn't know why, and felt a little uncomfortable. He attributed it to Stark's love for Peter, which reminded him of the old bat giving up on him.

God knows what it was like to hear Master Ninja's subordinates gather around to pity him just after he came out of Lazarus Pool.They said that Batman lost his Robin, but locked the Joker who killed Robin in Arkham, where the Joker could never be controlled.They say Batman found a replacement in less than a year and now has a new Robin by his side, poor dead...

The pool of Lazarus had already made him mentally confused, but now his mentality collapsed. When he jumped out of the master ninja's castle, he didn't even have time to think about whether the ground outside the window was flat, so he fell off the cliff and crashed into it. A world where there are no goddamn clowns and no goddamn old bats.

Jason swore he wasn't jealous of Peter, but he couldn't help but wonder if Batman cared about himself as much as he cared about him, would everything be different?

It's a pity that it's too late to say these things by now.

After getting the compensation, and it was promised by Tony Stark, the sufferers immediately dispersed with confidence.The originally crowded small square became empty again, and the disheveled police officers who were pushed by the crowd were finally able to free up their hands to tidy up their appearances.

That "sick-eyed" rookie policeman, looking at Tony Stark who appeared forcefully, just felt that he just made up his mind to save money and work three jobs a day, and his brain is really sick!

The money-scattering boy Tony Stark finished his money and helped Peter's little friend Jason to solve the problem of forging a gun license. The matter was uncertain, and the veteran police officer criticized and educated them and confiscated their documents, and then let them go.

Sitting in Tony's car, Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I was really scared to death just now. Fortunately, I had you, Mr. Stark. Speaking of which, why are you here?"

"I've always been here."

"But before today, I couldn't find you at all. The phone number was empty, and I couldn't find you in Google. Aunt Mei also felt like I was the only one left in the whole world. It was too scary."

Seeing something, Tony signaled the driver Happy to drive slower, pointed to the towering building in front of him and said to Peter: "Look at the front, that's the Miami branch invested by Stark Industries, you think I'm rich , can it be built like this in one day?"

Peter knew that Tony said that his hypothesis was untenable, but he lived a strange life in the whole world. After more than half a month, something flashed in his mind, and Peter asked: "Then in your memory, I'm missing ever?"

"No."

"But I'm in Miami, not Queens!"

"That's because you, as an exchange student, are going to study in a school here for a semester."

"This explanation is too far-fetched..."

"I know it's far-fetched, but this is the memory that popped into my head." Tony leaned back on the seat in a leisurely posture, and threw a bomb unhurriedly: "So, I need to meet someone , you just might be able to help."

Peter asked strangely, "Who are you going to see?"

"Brant Morgan. The guy you were with lately."

Peter's eyes widened in surprise: "How do you know?"

Tony replied quite proudly: "Stark is omnipotent."

……

A private car that looked very expensive was parked in front of a slightly dilapidated two-story building, the door opened, and a handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out.He has short curly dark brown hair, caramel-colored eyes, and a face that no one doesn't know who has been on various magazine covers and interviews.

At least Brant, who was out to throw out the garbage, recognized him at a glance.

"The famous Tony Stark?"

"Hello, Mr. Morgan." Tony nodded reservedly: "I think you should recognize me."

Brant shrugged: "Probably no one doesn't know you."

Tony laughed: "Thank you for taking care of my children during this time."

Brant finally realized something was wrong: "Wait, your kid?"

Peter walked over shyly: "Yes, you are talking about me."

"..." Brant stared at Tony for half a minute with a disgusted expression of "the evil rich man" and "the aristocratic circle is really chaotic", before he tentatively opened his mouth: "Bastard child? So Peter, Your real name is...Peter Stark?"

Tony: "???"

What the hell are you talking about?

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Tie Daddy: Shut up, what the hell are you thinking!

Your father is still your father, the iron father who spreads wealth is mighty_(:з」∠)_

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Xiao Bu: On the Nth day without porridge, I almost forgot about him (?_?)

Omer:? ? ?

Climb out of the water tank silently, mother, if you continue to soak, your wife will be lost QAQ

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