[Hammer base] Kill and be killed

Hate and envy and envy, but love each other at the same time?I tell you - there is!If you don't understand, or need an example to understand this emotion, then go to Shenxia.In fact, you don’t need to watch it too carefully. If you are not interested in solving crimes, you can just watch the end of the second season. "

"Mo Niang's look of showing that there is nothing to love in life, it is better to die together with Sherlock, it is the ultimate expression of love... Oh shit, am I spoiling it like this?! I'm sorry, I'm sorry , but anyway, if you see through it all, let's see it through to the end, I don't think you care much, right..."

After that, Saul didn't listen to what the netizen said.

Is it the ultimate expression of love? ...What kind of terrible logic is this?

Sol was even more confused.But it sounds like the case of Mo Niang and Sherlock is not completely without reference value. Anyway, he confirmed one thing, that is, love and hate are not mutually exclusive.This made him feel much more at ease.

He wanted to ask that netizen again how Mo Niang and Sherlock solved the problem. He didn't expect that before he came and asked Jarvis to help enter, he found that there was already a quarrel in that post.

He couldn't understand the content of the quarrel at all. It was all about "Mofu's party is dead, Fuhua's head is blue sky", "Mofu pushes all his life, it can't be dismantled and irreversible, whoever dismantles and rebels will die!", "Can't be dismantled Irreversible is not true love", "If you quarrel again, I will use you all to make human brain salad", "Is Hannibal upstairs poisoned too much? I will make you into human ice cream!" Things like that, see Sol is scalp tingling.

He wanted to wake Tony up, despite Jarvis's objections—locking the door, showering him with smoke detectors, banging the refrigerator door on him as he passed the kitchen, etc.

Just because he can't sit back and watch the mortals on the other side of the world who don't know him but warmly help him, kill each other just because of a disagreement (he doesn't know why?!), this is simply too painful!

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10,

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Luckily Tony wasn't asleep either.When Sol seemed to have just experienced a storm and finally found Tony after crossing many obstacles, he was working on his new set of armor designs in the laboratory.

He looked at the miserable appearance of being drenched and smiled unceremoniously, saying that the image of Sol really fits the title of Thor.

Saul emphasized in displeasure that he was the god of thunder and not the god of rain, and urged Tony to find those mortals who had the intention of killing each other as soon as possible so that they could be stopped.

"Ah, don't worry, they won't really kill each other. CP fan fights are like that, you get used to it sooner or later."

Although Tony didn't care, Sol was still nervous: "Really? Are you sure? You have experience with this?"

"Of course not! I don't have any experience in communicating with CP fans. Do you think I will have any interaction with those netizens who paired me with sweetheart?" Tony answered unnaturally quickly, "I just guessed that they might have a fight. It's almost like arguing with women, and believe me, I'm really experienced in women arguing for me."

Sol was only worried about innocent lives, and didn't intend to go into detail about why Tony knew.

So he repeatedly confirmed with Tony that those netizens in the atrium were safe and sound, and then prepared to say good night and leave.

But Tony noticed that Sol was weird—Sol held the doorknob with one hand, but hesitated not to open the door and leave.

Tony looked at the down-and-out big man with blond hair still wet on his face, and he hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but care: "Do you have any questions?"

Saul hesitated for a few seconds and then said: "You know how to..." His eyebrows were all knit together, as if he was trying to carefully choose his words, "How do you make a liar tell the truth?"

Sol didn't want to reveal all his real questions to the other party, but he thought—at least he thought so—that the other party should not be able to guess what he was asking based on this endless question alone. There will be no gossip to spill out either.

Tony raised his eyebrows, "You can't."

Saul was surprised that the other party gave the answer so quickly, and was uncontrollably disappointed by the answer.

"You can't force people to tell the truth. But don't be discouraged. Words can't be trusted, but actions can't lie. Want to know the sincerity of a liar? Then don't listen, just read."

After pondering for a while, Sol nodded half-understanding.

After Sol left, Tony sighed towards the door, and said with some helplessness and sympathy: "Jarvis, continue teaching him to surf the Internet."

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11,

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Sol clenched his fist again, and only stretched out two index fingers, tenaciously poking at the keyboard that was too small compared to his fingers, inputting letters at a slow speed.

He felt that this mortal thing was really difficult to use. He remembered that he had seen Natasha tap the keyboard with ten fingers at the same time, and felt that it was the superpower he needed at the moment.

"The other party almost killed me several times, how can I tell if he still loves me?"

Immediately someone responded: "Well...how many times has he attempted to kill you?"

Once for the Destroyer, twice for the free-falling glass jar, and the time he stabbed his kidney was so minor that it wasn't good.

"three times."

"...It's been three times and you still can't make a judgment?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, then go and kill him twice. If you still don't die, you can believe that he loves you. There are no five coincidences in the world."

Saul was a little discouraged, feeling that this approach was impractical.

Could it be that I can put my neck in front of him and give him a knife to see if he will chop off my head?

Probably because he didn't reply, another message came from the other side: "If you don't kill him five times, it means he loves you, really."

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12,

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Sol grabbed Loki's arm and came to the center of the square.

They wanted to use the energy of the Rubik's Cube to send the two of them back to Asgard, but they chose a relatively open place for safety.

Before reaching the fixed point, Loki shook his hand away, even though the lower half of his face was covered by the shackle, boredom was still written all over his face.

And Saul's mood at the moment is not much better.

Last night, Asgard delivered the props for confining magic.

Everyone was relieved, and with the exception of Loki, everyone seemed quite happy—in fact, a little too happy.

It was really hard for Thor not to notice the wonderful smiles on everyone's faces when he put the shackles on Loki.Even the always shy doctor pursed his lips and couldn't stop shaking his shoulders. Among the people present, it seemed that only Captain America was as puzzled by the situation as he was.

They probably don't realize that gods hear better than mortals.So when Tony took advantage of Sol's work, he whispered to other people, but Sol actually listened to it verbatim.

"Let me tell you, when I asked Sol before, whether he wanted these things from Asgard, or simply asked me to order sex-specific items for him online, Sol struggled for a long time before making a choice !"

I didn't!Sol thought angrily.

He watched Loki roll his eyes over and over again, and felt that Loki must know what they were laughing at, and he was even more discouraged for being excluded for no reason.

He hesitated before putting the shackle on Loki.

After returning to Asgard, it is foreseeable that Loki will face a series of trials, followed by execution.

Thor is not worried about the death penalty that the father of the gods will use on his son, but each trial is bound to separate Loki from his status more completely.

As if once back in Asgard, their identities had officially changed from brothers to crown princes and sinners, and the gap between them--a gap he had always tried to ignore, and which Loki was always trying to bridge, became a place to avoid. Inescapable existence.

After returning, is it possible for them to talk like brothers? ——At least fight like brothers, accidentally revealing the truth?

He looked at Loki, trying to find the same fear and hesitation as himself in the other person's eyes, but he only saw indifference in those green eyes.

He said in a low voice, so low that only gods with particularly good hearing could hear: "If you have something to say to me, it's best now, brother."

Give me a little confidence!Sol prayed in his heart, as long as a little is enough, then I will not bring you this thing that binds words.

Even I will undo your shackles and take you to escape to the end of the world.

God knows how crazy I can be for this hope?I don't know myself, but I want to know, Loki.

I would like to know how far I can get out of control - for you, how far out of control...

If only you would give me a sign, a cue, a permission for anything - tell me I'm entitled to it.

However, Loki just looked at him silently, and suddenly spit out his saliva unexpectedly, and the people who were frightened by the Avengers standing by raised their weapons, but he laughed again.

Sol took a deep breath and wiped his face, and pressed the shackle on Loki's mouth.

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"Let's bet on what Loki said to Thor."

When Selvig and Dr. Banner put the Rubik's Cube into a special material container and handed it to Sol, he heard Natasha whispering to Hawkeye.

He asked me if I loved him or not, and I didn't answer.

Thor knew Loki heard it, too, because Loki shot him an accusing stare.

He didn't know what Loki's position was to accuse him of his silence, and he was not the one who pushed the other party away again and again-with a knife, a gun or a verbal sword, let alone the one who lied.

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