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They walked into the living room, Tony threw himself into the soft and spacious sofa, picked up a bright red apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and took a big bite.

"Well, this piano..." Steve walked to the black grand piano by the window, pressed two or three snow-white keys with his fingertips, and the crisp and melodious sound of the piano sounded, echoing in the beautifully decorated room, which was very fitting.

Banner stood still in front of the bookshelf, his eyes wandered over the rows of neatly arranged books of various colors, and he wiped his finger on the spotless wooden surface of the bookshelf: "How did you clean it so clean? I didn't see a cleaner?"

He turned around and looked at Tony suspiciously, and began to worry about the maintenance and cleaning that this big house would need to pay in the future.

It takes a lot of time to take care of this obviously old house, but he didn't see a single staff member here. When he lived in the mansion before, someone would be in charge of the daily life of the heroes. Could it be that they will be in the mansion in the future? Do you have to do it yourself in the safe house?

Tony raised his eyebrows at him, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Don't worry about this..."

Bucky sat down on the sofa opposite him, glanced at the elegant artworks and paintings in the room one by one, looked away coldly, leaned on the back of the sofa, and said firmly: "This house It must have been remodeled."

Tony was taken aback for a moment, and said sullenly, "...well, it's true that I did this a long time ago."

Steve sat directly on the piano bench, clicking the keys one after another, making a thumping sound, turned his face, and asked suspiciously: "When? We didn't know before."

Tony shrugged and recalled: "Not long after Dolly and Peter first arrived, I didn't expect so many things to happen later, I'm really a prophet."

Banner walked over from the bookshelf, put his hands in his pockets, and laughed out loud: "Then why did you hide it from us? Is this a surprise?"

Tony looked at them in disbelief: "Oh, what gave you the illusion that I would go to such lengths to give you a surprise?"

“…”

He took a bite of the apple and snapped his fingers triumphantly. The room suddenly became dark, the retro arched glass windows on the wall quickly changed from transparent to blurred, and the blue sky in the garden outside disappeared, as if suddenly Covered with a black film.

"As long as you stay in this house and turn on the overall shielding mode, this house will disappear from all satellite maps, and all detection signals from the outside world will not be able to detect the existence of this place, let alone migratory birds and hydra."

In the dark room, everyone was silent for a while, and Steve asked again suspiciously: "Then do the windows have to be set to this blackout mode?"

"Full shielding has nothing to do with whether the windows are dark or not! Blackout is for this!"

Tony rolled his eyes in the dark, and snapped his fingers coolly: "Jarvis?"

The strange humming lighted up with the faint blue fluorescence in the room, and a rotating house model took shape as the light particles gathered, and the surrounding hills, forests and grasslands also appeared, including Xavier's gifted boy on the other side of the hillside School.

"Charles allowed this?"

Steve stepped forward and poked the room with his hand, the image rippled a little because of his movement, and then calmed down again the next second.

Tony said: "This is not a sand table for war, and the high-precision control is limited to this house and the surrounding 300 meters."

He zoomed in on the model of the house. In the living room on the first floor, their names were next to each other. Tony clicked, and these names turned into human figures that were not detailed but had obvious limbs and torso.

Banner raised his arm and waved it, and his avatar followed him in real time and waved his left arm.

"...I strongly feel that my privacy has been violated."

Tony laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, these villains became names again: "Don't worry, this function can't be turned on usually, it's just a demonstration now, as long as it's to prevent those magicians from breaking into it. enter."

Bucky pointed out his loophole precisely: "Didn't you say they couldn't find this place?"

Tony snorted, and muttered: "As a person who masters the top modern technology, I must first understand their magic to win, and prevent problems before they happen, so I will not head-on."

Banner paused: "This is really a safe house... It seems that migratory birds really make you nervous."

"...Or you can treat this place as an ordinary high-tech holiday villa. I'm not nervous. It's just a correct strategic avoidance based on the situation because I don't know the enemy. This is a plan!"

Steve seemed to be afraid that he would become angry, and impulsively went all over the world to find migratory birds, and quickly calmed down and said: "I agree, we don't know anything about this magical organization, we have to cover up our tracks, otherwise if they come again There are riots in the city, and we are passive again."

Tony narrowed his eyes: "Yes, we have to hide our whereabouts properly. We can't be like before. Everyone knows where the Avengers' lair is, but we don't know where they are."

"...That's not called a lair, but a stronghold." Banner couldn't help correcting his mistakes.

"...In short, we have to be here for a while. Charles' school is close, but only a few people know that if migratory birds really come, we can still have a strong backup."

Tony sighed, and his tone was somewhat stuffy: "Those magicians really make me feel tricky."

He changed the subject, stopped talking about the migratory bird organization, and returned to the topic: "I have entered all the permissions for this house, and there are no more than ten people on the visitor list, such as Charles, Phil, and Fury—it is truly a paradise."

He said depressedly that Steve didn't think there was anything wrong, and asked, "What if there is a need to send out missions?"

"There is a garage here... but not only cars, but also micro-aircraft. Oh, if you want, you can ask me to fly you to New York for free." He said narrowly: "Princess hold or carry Wear the collar of the back, choose one of the two."

"...I'll learn to fly the aircraft, thank you." Steve said politely.

Suddenly there were clear footsteps outside the living room. The door sensed someone coming and slid open. The bright light from the foyer outside immediately shot into the living room. Hawkeye and Natasha looked at the black and gray window, with blue fluorescent lights shining everywhere. Looking at the people in the room, he raised his eyebrows: "You guys, what are you doing?"

"Close the black window..."

Tony said that the windows slowly became transparent as if they had been washed by water, the sunlight from outside immediately shone in, and the blue fluorescence reflected by the furniture faded, but the floating model above the coffee table was still spinning, but not as much as before Eye-catching, cool effects go a long way.

Tony looked at the names of the two of them at the door of the living room on the first floor, and said dissatisfiedly, "I didn't realize you were back."

Natasha turned a deaf ear to his complaints, walked to the model, raised her hand, stretched and rotated the three-dimensional image, switched to the second floor, and saw the names of Peter and Dolores overlapping with Van Gogh, quickly on the screen They were moving back and forth, accompanied by the indistinct Van Gogh's screams from upstairs, it is estimated that the two of them were riding on Van Gogh's back.

This place, the three of them should be the favorite.

"Well, it looks like we'll be staying here for a long time." Natasha didn't have any feeling of being constrained by the migratory birds to this point, and she completely regarded this place as a holiday villa, with a very relaxed state of mind.

After carefully browsing the various configurations of the entertainment facilities and daily life in the entire manor, he asked: "Does this house have daily cleaning and maintenance that we need to do?"

Tony said, "No." He cleared his throat, somewhat complacently: "Look."

He looked around, looking for a suitable surface, and finally sat down, pointing his finger on the solid wood tabletop of the coffee table, and a large screen immediately appeared on the retro antique coffee table, which was very technological.

"Everything is self-cleaning, and we have little robots."

The paintings on the surrounding walls suddenly moved up and slid away, and a few spherical red-painted small machines flew out of them, with propellers at the bottom, accompanied by a slight buzzing sound, these spherical robots flew to the coffee table , with a honeycomb-shaped golden check pattern on its chubby body, and some tiny metal tentacles stretched out, firmly propped on the table.

"It looks like you did it..." Steve looked at this familiar color scheme without any surprise.

Tony was not angry at all, his eyes narrowed, and he said maliciously to the robots: "Pour a cup of tea for the captain, Steve One."

One of them jumped up and reacted quickly. The indicator light above his head lit up, and it took off like a small bullet and flew towards the kitchen.

Natasha said decisively, "Childish."

Tony looked at her innocently: "What's the matter! There are countless people named Steve in the world, and the one just now was Hawking."

He raised his eyebrows at the captain with a detached expression on his face: "Steve No. [-], say hello to the captain."

Another little robot took off and flew in front of the captain, with a high-pitched electronic voice with some mechanical seriousness: "Hello, Captain America, I'm Steve Two, Rogers."

Tony laughed unabashedly, and blinked at Natasha: "This is the captain."

Natasha ignored him: "It seems that our housework depends on these little robots. I hope they can cook."

She plucked the red hair next to her ears, sat down on the sofa leisurely, and gave instructions to these little robots: "Go clean the room and cook something."

The little robots buzzed and flew out of the living room before she swiped the interface on the coffee table and clicked another screen. It was a news paper with today's date.

It's the Golden Times, the headline on the front page, it was published half an hour ago, it's quite fresh and hot.

"The truth about the Avengers Tower panic attack - the truth that was deliberately covered up, who is hiding it from the public?

True reporting from Maileen Winner. "

"What's this?" Tony asked.

Natasha pointed out the full text: "There is something wrong with the news about the cruise ship incident and the migratory bird organizations who attacked the building before."

"What's the problem?" Tony wondered, and at the same time, he expanded the interface so that everyone could see it.

They all leaned forward and looked carefully.

"...

We interviewed witnesses who got off the cruise ship at that time. Strangely, more than one person revealed that after the incident, the government repeatedly emphasized to them, and even threatened not to allow everything they saw on the ship to be disclosed to the public.However, not long after, those terrorists of unknown origin attacked the Avengers Building grandiosely, causing people to panic. Up to now, the official has not given the public a reasonable explanation. If they hadn't appeared on their own initiative, most people would Still kept in the dark, unaware that he was about to face threats from unknown forces.

In addition, the new superhero 'Witch D' appeared in front of the building. She appeared in front of the public riding a huge feline-like monster. Although she and the terrifying animal defeated the terrorists, the We don't yet know if this gigantic monster came from an alien or a genetic modification experiment.It's clearly aggressive and ambitious, and we don't know anything about it, we can only hope that this ferocious monster doesn't get out of control and become a threat to people.

Maybe we should worry now, what is the government's purpose in all this blackout?And the most powerful question that's ever hung over our heads: Do superheroes really protect us?

......"

Tony's brows gradually frowned following the news, but then relaxed again. He said indifferently, "She's obviously stirring up emotions, and the point is to accuse us."

Steve had a slight look of concern on his face: "Yes, this is not uncommon... By the way, we met this deputy editor in the restaurant before. She was talking to Thomas Lullen at the time. They should be interviewing him."

Natasha snorted: "Thomas Lullen?"

Bucky said in a deep voice, "It's him."

"Well, she should have been busy collecting information for this news at that time."

Banner couldn't help asking, "What happened to this report?"

Natasha hooked the corner of her mouth: "This is not the usual superhero threatening article. Now, almost all the media are paying attention to this matter, and all social networks are discussing this matter. I suspect it is Someone is deliberately leading, it seems to want to involve us in public opinion."

Tony immediately asked: "It sounds like a big battle, what do people think?"

Natasha raised her eyebrows: "Well, some people are scolding the government's concealment, some people feel that everyone has fallen into unknown threats, such as other alien invasions, which caused panic, and some people scolded us for not They fulfilled their responsibilities, and some fans are still scolding them."

"It's really lively. It seems that someone is deliberately mixing up the water behind the scenes." Tony said calmly, "Who do you think it is?"

Steve hesitated: "Migratory bird organization? They will??"

Seeing that they all look like a cult organization, they actually use the Internet to fight public opinion wars? ?What a surprise.