I used to believe in science

The opening ceremony of the Stark Technology Exhibition was still perfect.Especially in the past few years when Iron Man appeared, because this is probably one of the few opportunities to see Iron Man up close without being on the battlefield.

Garcia sat to her left, screaming with ear-piercing voices.Antoinette had never seen such a star-chasing side of Garcia before.

"It's not fair, why she never showed that side of me." Antoinette yelled over Garcia and Morgan on her other side.Morgan's answer was submerged in another wave of screams, but Antoinette could guess from his gloating expression that his answer was probably a joke.

But she was still very satisfied when she saw that when Tony came out of the battle suit, there was only a little trace of being pressed in his hair.

Someone on her left patted her, and Antoinette turned to see Rhett, who frowned, looked at her worriedly, and pointed to her nose.Antoinette felt a salty liquid slipping past her mouth.She subconsciously wiped it with her hands until it was sticky.When she looked down and saw that her fingertips were scarlet, Rhett quickly pulled a tissue and stuffed it into her hand.And pulled her up and pushed her out of the seat.

"Are you okay?" Red stood outside the bathroom, texting Emily, while calling inside.

"It's okay." Antoinette replied quickly, but there was a little nosebleed, and only a little. The only problem was to clean up the splash on the collar.

Antoinette rubbed it with clean water, and was frustrated to find that not only was it not cleaned, but it fainted.So she gave up on herself and decided to ignore it. Anyway, she couldn't see it clearly tonight, so she replaced it when she went back.

She came out of the bathroom and beckoned Rhett to go back together.I ran into a familiar person unexpectedly in the corridor.

"Hey, Netty." The other party obviously didn't expect to meet her here, he put away his phone and nodded to her.

"Bruce." Antoinette was happy to see her old friend. "I thought you weren't coming." Bruce didn't come to every tech show, so she didn't see him at the venue before, and thought he wouldn't be this year either coming.

"Uh, I've got something on the way, so I've been delayed." Bruce looked around, lowering his voice, "Don't tell Tony, I missed his speech."

"It's okay, I'm sure he won't mind," Antoinette said, not forgetting to pull on Rhett. "This is my friend, Rhett."

"Hello." Bruce nodded to Rhett almost casually, still looking at Antoinette, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

"Yes?" They had a three-day vacation after this case, and Garcia and the others had already decided to take a walk in New York, so Antoni's answer was almost without hesitation.

"Then we can have lunch together?" Bruce smiled at the answer.

"Okay." Antoinette continued to answer without hesitation, and she hadn't seen him for a long time.

"So you just watch others ask Netty away like this?!" Morgan stood outside from a distance and watched Garcia and Emily get together to discuss what to buy for JJ's son, while chatting with Rhett.

He was surprised that Rhett was with them today instead of living with Antoinette.At first Morgan thought that Antoinette just wanted to stay with his family for a while, but when he knew that Antoinette was going out to dinner with Bruce Wayne, he wanted to pry open the little doctor's head and see what happened to him. Which area did the merchants grow up in?

Rhett's eyes flickered, and he didn't look at Morgan. "She said they haven't seen each other for a long time, and they want to catch up with friends... It's not a big deal. We have a lot of opportunities to eat together, drink coffee and so on."

"You just don't understand." Morgan hates iron and steel, and what Reid said to him is not the same thing at all. "If you really want to chase someone, you have to let her know that you are chasing her, understand? Be clear words, dating, relationship, rather than the vague 'let's go out to dinner'."

"I don't want to go any further with Netty..."

"Come on, anyone with eyes can tell." Morgan almost rolled his eyes at this sentence, as if he didn't sneak glances at each other in the office from time to time.

"I don't want to say that, man. But Netty's sitting on a vacant seat right now, it's a rare opportunity, and you're playing against Bruce Wayne, and the outside world really doesn't like it, but apparently Netty doesn't think of him that way, they're childhood sweethearts .And Wayne? His tier is definitely higher than yours. If you can't take advantage of the advantage of being close to the water, then you have absolutely no chance."

"..."

In fact, Morgan's words were a bit alarmist, and he said this purely to scare Rhett, but when he asked "Do you understand?" and the other party nodded hesitantly, Morgan was satisfied with his remarks.

"Okay, boy, listen, when we get back to Washington, you immediately, immediately ask her out, watch a movie, have coffee, or do some kind of communication in the library that you geniuses like, and then tell her you like her."

"With all due respect, Master Wayne, Miss Netty is very much in demand..."

"Not the time, Alfred."

"Well, it's probably not your time for 20 years." The old butler sneered completely calmly, and handed him the glasses.

"If you play with your glasses again, you will be recognized, and Alfred won't be happy." Antoinette's voice pulled Bruce back from his inattentive fugue, and he realized that he had been using the camouflage all the time. He took off his plain glasses and played with them in his hands.

"Not your taste?" Antoinette pointed to his cup, and he took a sip of his coffee and put it aside.

Bruce shook his head, "Frankly speaking, it's too sweet." He wanted to go to the front desk to order a new, more common drink, but he just turned his head and saw a long line standing at the front desk, so he stopped. an impulse.

"Come on." Antoinette obviously also saw the long queue at the front desk. She sighed, stretched out her hand and pushed her cup over, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you mind?"

"Savior." Bruce smiled gratefully, and switched the straws in the two side-by-side cups.The cup of English black tea was taken away.

"Cappuccino with milkshake is not your dish, remember." Antoinette took a sip and glanced at his watch, "So wait a while, where are you going to take me for dinner?"

"I expect you to show me the way?"

"I thought it was your treat today?"

"Please, give me some hints, this is your home court." Bruce placed his palms on the table, sincerely requesting.

"I'm thinking about finding you an expensive restaurant with bad food and a bunch of rules."

"The rules are not a problem." Bruce shrugged and didn't worry about it. Etiquette is never an element that he needs to consider. Even if he goes to a high-end restaurant in slippers and trousers, no one dares to refuse, no store will Shutting out a Wayne or a Stark "As for being unpalatable, that's not just my fault."

"You're right." Antoinette sighed, pretending to be sorry she couldn't.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the matter you asked me to check before?" Bruce pretended to provoke a topic casually.

About a year ago, Antoinette asked him to help him find out about her kidnapping when she was a child, but within a month, Antoinette told her that she could stop.Bruce guessed she might have some information, but she didn't say it, and Bruce didn't ask.

Of course he didn't terminate the investigation, Batman would not give up a suspicious thing because of these personal emotions.But what frustrates him is that he has made little progress in this year, and the case is like a ghost. He vaguely realizes that there is such a thing, but he will never catch it, and this makes him pay more attention to it. matter.

He guessed that there was some key variable that he didn't have, and maybe Antoinette got that key variable.

"..." Antoinette didn't answer her, she lowered her head, and it can be said that her face changed from sunny to cloudy in an instant.

The part of Bruce that was guilty screamed off the subject, "I'm sorry."

"You really can't talk, Bruce." Antoinette smiled at him, pointing at him with a straw jokingly, "You are banned from starting the conversation from now on."

Antoinette's easy forgiveness made Bruce feel more guilty. He opened his mouth to apologize again, but the ringing of the phone interrupted him.

Antoinette took out the phone and glanced at the unknown number displayed on it. She was a little puzzled, but she still pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

"Miss Stark?" It was a lady's voice on the other end of the phone, which sounded extremely strange.

"you are?"

"My name is Maya Hansen, you may not remember me..."

"I remember you. We met...a long time ago." Antoinette remembered the name. She was one of Tony's girlfriends. Unlike those models with big faces and big breasts, Han Sen is a beautiful woman with a brain, and she is also a genius, the kind who can easily follow Tony's thinking.

"I want to talk, I need some help." Maya's voice sounded helpless and anxious. "I really don't know who else to ask for help."

"Uh...you need to find Tony?" Antoinette didn't quite understand why the other party called her mobile phone. "Do you need me to convey something to him?" She hoped that the other party didn't rush over to tell her , Tony has an illegitimate child or something.

"No, actually, I want to find you."

"...Me?" Antoinette couldn't understand what the other party was saying for a moment, she was silent for a while and then confirmed again.Bruce on the opposite side cast a concerned look at her series of strange performances.

"Yes, Antoinette, I would like to seek some professional help."