Alf's photo

Recalling the days when I was imprisoned, although the conditions were difficult and my life was threatened every day, I felt a sense of fulfillment and happiness in my heart.

Under his enlightenment, Roy gradually regained his former cheerfulness, and the relationship between them became closer.

He was a very smart kid. Although he didn't read many books, he became a capable assistant in a few days under his guidance.

Every day, as long as he is busy in front of the workbench, that child will wait quietly.Watching him make a small ark reactor little by little to replace the electromagnet in his chest, Roy's eyes showed surprise for the first time.

Then he took out the prototype drawing of Mark [-] and told the boy that this was their escape plan in the future. Roy smiled happily and shouted that he would also want such a cool armor when he had a chance in the future.

I still remember that I shook my head and refused at that time, saying that such a toy was still a bit dangerous for a child.But in his heart, he couldn't help but conceived the shape and color of the armor suitable for that boy.

It's a pity that in the end, the promises he made never had a chance to be fulfilled.

***************************************************************************

"So, that last boy, I mean Roy, what happened to him?"

When Clark Kent asked this sentence, he had already guessed the ending of the story Tony said, but such a touching encounter, although not romantic, should not end in tragedy.

"The day Mark [-] was completed, those terrorists rushed in, and I could have taken them away together..." Tony hugged his head with his annoyed hands, he didn't want to think about the scene at that time again.

There was a small fault in the starting circuit, and the people outside had already opened the door ferociously with heavy machine guns.

The trembling boy who was still afraid suddenly walked up to him, and with a kind of determination, he rushed out to block the steps of those people for him.

Those scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the roar of explosions.

That was the cruelest nightmare that Tony had ever experienced, and the only thing left was the boy's eyes with infinite expectation at the end, and he said, "Tony, I really want to see New York, the city where you grew up. But I don't want to see you die."

"What about Ethan? He escaped?"

Tony shook his head slightly, "He gave up on leaving that place. He said he didn't want that kid to be there alone."

When stepping out of that cave, everything behind him was flattened in the explosion.

If the price of success is filling the life of someone he holds dear, he'd rather he wasn't Tony Stark.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

At this moment, instead of saying some innocuous comforting words, what Tony needs is a quiet time alone.

A moment of remembrance that belongs to him alone.

Tony's gaze turned to the other wall, where the glass cabinets were neatly placed, Mark No. [-], No. [-], No. [-]...

The line of sight has been turned to the corner near the only glass cabinet blocked by dark glass.

He never let anyone see what was inside, and never named it.

When he escaped from the barren desert, when he returned to New York and finally understood Obada Stein's conspiracy, he began to wear these armors to save those refugees who were displaced by the war, but no matter how many lives were saved, it would make up for it. There is no regret in his heart.

***************************************************************************

The silence in the room lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and Tony finally broke the silence.

"I suspect that Alf Renat is Roy."

Clark: "Are you sure? You just said that you saw him being shot."

"Although we have indeed witnessed many supernatural phenomena over the years, but you are talking about a person who came back from the dead? Or, do you want to tell us that he is not dead at all, are you wrong? Or... Is he not human at all?"

Tony waved his hand, "I don't have a clue yet. But in the negotiation this morning, that person was able to retell the dialogue in the cave verbatim."

"I mean, it can't just be a coincidence that the local language is the same, the tone is the same."

"But Roy's boy was not the only one present at the time." Bruce reminded, "The man named Ethan was with the boy, the head of the terrorist, and several of his subordinates. They are also witnesses .”

"I know, of course I understand this, but you don't understand, the way he said that to me at the time. My instinct told me that he couldn't be anyone else except Roy. It's just that The smiling eyes seem to be different again." Tony scratched his head, he felt that he was almost close to the truth, but felt that something was missing.This sense of powerlessness made him restless.

"Maybe we need to make another assumption, if you stick to your so-called intuition."

Tony puzzled: "What do you mean?"

In terms of thoughtfulness, probably no one can match this patron saint of Gotham. Bruce thought for a while, "Can Jarvis call up Alf's photo?"

"Of course. Jarvis as he bids."

A clear photo of Alf Reynart soon appeared on the screen, which was captured in the surveillance video when he entered the Stark Tower meeting room in the morning.Although not as stunning as when Tony saw the real person, he was still young and handsome with an extraordinary bearing.

Tony felt that this photo didn't need any retouching, and it was enough to be on the cover of the next fashion magazine.

"Jarvis, try changing Alf's hair color and eye color to black, and reduce his age to about seventeen or eighteen."

Jarvis, "Yes, Mr. Wayne."

The originally blond and blue-eyed handsome young man on the computer screen quickly changed. Although he was not as bright and outstanding as before, and added a bit of childish naivety, he was still a good skin worthy of praise.

"Oh... really..."

Looking at the changes on the screen, Tony let out an exclamation, and could hardly take his eyes off.

Sure enough, it was getting closer to the scene in memory.

Tony then added: "Jarvis, the hair should be shorter, and his facial features should be softened. The cheekbones, nose, and eye sockets don't need to be so prominent, and they are slightly more Asian."

Jarvis went a step further and edited the photo according to the new requirements.

at last……

This time, not only Tony, but the other two people in front of the computer screen involuntarily gasped.

"What's the matter?" Tony also noticed the unusual eyes of the two beside him, "You know him too?"

After that moment of astonishment, nothing abnormal could be seen in Bruce's expression. He didn't answer Tony's question, but just drank the whiskey in hand.

"No, it's nothing, I'm just a little surprised by this change." Clark concealed the fact that he was not good at lying, "So it seems that Alf is really Roy, the boy who was imprisoned by terrorists with you back then." ? Did he not die? Or was he rescued?"

At this time, Tony had no time to take into account other people's questions, "Jarvis, locate me the address of Alf Reinart, and contact him by the way, I will see him tonight, it is necessary."

Even if Alf is not Roy, just based on this photo, it is enough to conclude that they have a close relationship.

After explaining this sentence, Tony grabbed the suit jacket on the sofa and left the room like a gust of wind...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like