[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

"We have to hurry up." Tony stopped the car next to the Green Building, finished the last bite of the second ice cream he bought, and walked out of the car with another ice cream box, "Otherwise the ice cream will melted."

"The floor plan of all floors of the Green Building has been obtained, and the shortest path planning has been completed, sir."

Lao Jia hid in Tony's miniature Bluetooth headset and said, "You have obtained the highest authority of the security system. You can directly enter the floor where Mr. Green's office is located through the direct elevator on the eastmost side of the first floor."

"Understood..." Tony pressed his fingerprints at the security check gate, entered the Green Building smoothly, and walked straight to the direct elevator.

"Sir, I have to remind you that maybe Mr. Green doesn't like the fact that you cracked the security system."

"It's okay, I brought him delicious food, and he will forgive me. Well... this elevator is really fast enough."

Tony looked at the rapidly jumping numbers on the screen in the elevator, "It just makes people's ears ring. Does Iman take this elevator to work every day?"

"According to common sense, yes." The AI ​​butler said, after all, no human would choose to take the stairs to the sixty-odd floors.

"It doesn't sound very healthy." Before Tony could finish speaking, the elevator doors opened.

Listening to the direction pointed out by his AI steward, Tony quickly walked to the door of Emanuel's office. He admired the door carved with exquisite images, then pushed it open and walked in.

"Hey, Iman, look what a surprise I brought you..." Tony stopped in the middle of his words.

"..." Emanuel, who was holding a rose in his hand, turned to look at Tony, confused, "Tony Stark?"

Tony looked at Emmanuel who was holding a rose in his hand, and then at Winnie Garcia who was sitting on the sofa behind Emmanuel with a confused expression on his face: "I seem to be here Not the time."

"No, this is not the problem now." It took Emmanuel a long time to react from the state in front of him, "The problem is—how did you get in!?"

1 minutes ago.

Emmanuel stood up, pretending to get something from the desk, with his back to Winnie, hoping to dispose of the thing that was about to be transformed before she became suspicious.

"I used to really like the movies directed by Bernice. You know, in the last scene of his last work "River of Roses", the crew actually bought tens of thousands of roses for shooting. One of my favorite movie shots."

Winnie didn't seem to notice Emmanuel's abnormality, and she continued to talk about the topic just now.

Rose?

——The human brain is a magical thing, the more you don’t want to think about it, the more it will let you think about it.

For example, when you are brainwashed by a divine comedy, the more you try to get it out of your brain, the more it will play in your brain from time to time.

Similarly, now that Winnie mentioned roses, the appearance of roses subconsciously appeared in Emmanuel's brain.

And so fell into his hand a rose, even with thorns and fresh dew.

Emmanuel heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was only a small rose, and it could be perfectly covered up by simply inserting it into the pen holder on the table. If Winnie had bad eyesight, she might not have noticed his rose. action.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door was suddenly opened, and then a familiar voice sounded——

"Hey, Iman, look what a surprise I have for you..."

Emanuel was stunned for a moment, his fingers trembled subconsciously, and the thorns on the rose branches stuck into his fingers in an instant.

However, this little pain is nothing, Emmanuel has been completely confused by this sudden situation——

"Tony Stark??"

Why is this guy here?

Have you told him where your office is?

Emanuel didn't react for a while, too many things happened in just a few seconds, so he didn't know whether it was better to deal with the rose in his hand first, or deal with Tony Stark first. The unexpected guest who came out of nowhere is good.

"..." The expression on Tony's face froze, and the smile gradually disappeared. He said, "I don't seem to have come at the right time." He knew this woman—Winnie Garcia.

In fact, he can remember pretty women very clearly, especially this vixen who seduced Emanuel in the casino! !

Immanuel couldn't think of what Tony was making up in his brain for a moment, he felt that the question marks above his head could pierce the ceiling: "The problem now is not this, the problem is-how did you get in?"

"Are you..." Tony didn't listen to what Emmanuel was saying at all, his mind was full of lonely men and widows in the same room, and the man was holding a rose, "Um... dating? Or What kind of office play are you going to do..."

Emanuel: "..."

Winnie was also stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Tony Stark to appear here suddenly, and she couldn't think of any countermeasures because her plan was disrupted.

"Listen, Tony." Emanuel walked up to Tony with the rose, "Can I ask you to explain how you got in? As far as I know, you can't get in without permission .”

"Of course I have my own way," Tony said.

"..." Emmanuel nodded, "You hacked in, right?"

"That's right." Tony admitted without hesitation, and said angrily, "What? Disturbing your good business, making you unhappy?"

"Shouldn't I be upset?" Emmanuel felt unbelievable, and couldn't help raising his voice, "This kind of hacking is illegal! I have been infringed on my legal rights, should I still smile and say, "Good job "! ? "

"Are you angry?" Tony also found it incredible that this guy was angry at him because of this kind of thing!

Emmanuel looked into Tony's eyes, those caramel-colored crystal eyes could never hold back his emotions.

At this moment, Emmanuel actually saw some grievances and anger, which made most of his anger disappear immediately after everything went wrong today: "Tony, listen... I'm not angry, really."

"Really? So what should I say now? Are you really generous?" "Tony still felt aggrieved and angry.

He suddenly had a "bought delicious food for my husband, only to come home and find that my husband was sleeping on the same bed with another woman and was about to have sex."

Although he himself didn't want to admit it, the bullet screens floating in his mind at this time were all "Of course I choose to forgive him", "I want to catch sheep on the green grassland above my head", "Love is a light, green until I panic."

Emanuel: "..."

What's the matter with this man!He was obviously the one who hacked his company's security system, so why did he look even more angry and wronged than him!Why is he being wronged?

There was the wonderful flower of Tony Stark in the front, and the rotten peach blossom of Winnie Garcia in the back, and he was holding a rose with thorns in his hand-Emanuel, who had gathered three flowers on the top, felt that he was doubled again. closed.

"Okay, Tony, let's talk about this later." Emmanuel calmed down his emotions. He felt that he was still very good at controlling emotions.

He walked to the desk, put the rose in the pen holder casually, and walked towards Tony while saying, "I have a guest now, if you have something to ask me, why don't we make another appointment?"

"Sounds good..." Tony nodded, "but I refuse."

Emanuel: "..."

Tony ignored Emmanuel's froze smile, walked straight to the sofa, put the ice cream box in his hand on the coffee table and sat down, with an attitude of "I won't leave today".

Winnie, who was sitting well beside her, was taken aback, and quickly stood up, not daring to sit on an equal footing with this boss in such a formal occasion.

Tony pretended he didn't see it at all, relying on his extraordinary intuition, he always felt that this vixen who seduced Iman was not a good person!

Emmanuel said to Tony with some helplessness: "Please, Tony, what are you here for?"

"Of course there are important things to talk about, otherwise you will think why I have to face such a big sun and brave such hot weather——

By the way, I was still driving a roadster with no sunshade—

Driving a few miles to Manhattan and suffering from your corporate elevator's head-exploding ringing in the ears and... and the current mess coming to you? "Tony finished a long list of words in one breath.

Emmanuel: "Fine...but you could have called me earlier, you have my cell phone number, right?"

"It's urgent!" Tony said.

"Okay, okay..." Emanuel pinched his eyebrows, and he felt a tendon in his head twitching.

In fact, in terms of emotion, if there is a choice between Winnie Garcia and Tony Stark, he is actually more inclined to Tony, "Well, Miss Garcia, it seems that today is not a coincidence, next time we will meet again." ...Miss Garcia?"

Emanuel turned his head to look at Winnie, who was standing at his desk, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Miss Garcia?" Emmanuel called again.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Winnie reacted, and immediately turned to look at Emmanuel, she pointed to the rose on the table, "I saw this flower blooming very brightly, so I wanted to take a closer look. look."

"If you like, you can take it away." Emmanuel didn't care, and said casually.

"Can you?" Winnie's eyes lit up.

"Of course not." Before Emmanuel could speak, Tony took the lead, "Just put it there, don't you think this room will lose its vitality if this rose is missing embellishment?"

Winnie: "..."

Emanuel: "..."

What reason is this!It sounds like nonsense, okay?And why do you act like this office belongs to you!

Facing the two big men who stomped their feet casually and could shake Manhattan three times, Winnie compromised: "Okay, then... I won't bother you for now?"

Emmanuel felt very tired: "Sorry..."

"It's okay, then... I'll excuse you first." Winnie shook her head with a smile, and walked out of the office.

"Okay, there's no one else now, can you tell me what's wrong with me?" Emanuel sat down on another sofa.

"Before that, can you explain to me what happened just now?"

Tony refused to answer Emmanuel's question, and reluctantly raised his own questions.

"You just told me that you were in a hurry!" Emanuel's eyes widened, feeling that this guy was simply unreasonable.

"Obviously I think the other thing is more urgent right now."

"That doesn't matter at all..." Emmanuel said, "It has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"It has nothing to do with me?" Tony was going crazy, "Do you dare to touch your conscience when you say that?"

"..." Emanuel was silent for a while, guessing that he couldn't get away with it, so he said helplessly: "Tony, I really have nothing to do with her."

"Yeah, yeah." Tony stood up, walked to the desk and picked up the rose in the pen holder, "If I stay in an office with no one else with a big star, I still have A rose with an affectionate look, it must be because I just bought a rose to put in the pen holder, and I fell in love with this rose at first sight, not because I want to be with this beautiful The big star is here in the office!"

"Looking affectionately? My God, why do you think so?" Emmanuel felt that he couldn't understand Tony's brain circuit at all, and he couldn't imagine himself being affectionate, "Oh, I know, because You often do this kind of thing - have sex with tender models in the office or something, that's why you're so proficient, right?!"

Tony was obviously choked, but he knew that he was wrong in this matter, so he avoided the topic decisively: "What? You were poked at the pain point by me, and you started to change the subject?"

"Okay, okay." Emmanuel really had nothing to do with him, so he could only talk about it, "But in the end, it has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"Huh? You repeated it again—"What does this have to do with you, Tony"?" "

Tony was going crazy, he deliberately imitated Emmanuel's tone, and then raised his voice, "Did you forget what happened in the toilet that day? It made you feel embarrassed and ashamed, so pretend it didn't happen Is it? Turn around and forget?"

To those who don't know the truth, this statement is really so strange.

"Oh shit..." Emmanuel couldn't hold back and exploded, "What happened at the reception last time was really just a misunderstanding! Tony Stark, please think about it with the smartest mind in the world, How could I fall in love with someone I've never met, and even create a marriage certificate, it's totally unreasonable!"

"Then who else would do such a thing? You and I are the only ones in the world who have something to do with that marriage certificate. You didn't do it. What if you say I did it?"

Tony also found it incredible, "And who knows why you made a marriage certificate, isn't this the question I should ask you?"

"You liar, last time you told me that you can't remember anything after drinking the fragment!" Emanuel suddenly caught the loophole in Tony's words.

"Didn't you lie to me at the time! What about "How to Communicate with Mental Disabilities Calmly", I'll go to your mother's big watermelon!" Tony immediately sprayed back without showing any weakness.

"..." Emanuel raised his forehead, it seems that the explanation of this question is not clear.

His heart turned violent, he broke the pot and began to hurt each other: "I don't understand why you reacted so strongly, don't you yourself like to mess around with young celebrities?

In terms of badness, you are much worse than me!I haven't said anything yet, why did you sue the villain first? "

"I..." Tony was at a loss for words, unable to refute.He walked around the desk anxiously twice, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by a shiny golden object in the glass cabinet behind the desk.

Immanuel saw Tony's eyes and realized something was wrong. He almost forgot that the trophy conjured up last time was still in the cabinet!

Emmanuel, who was shocked, quickly attracted Tony's attention: "Okay, so far, everyone is an adult, mature. Can we talk about business now?"

However, Tony, who had nothing serious to talk about, was completely attracted by the trophy-why did that trophy look so strange?

The statuette on the trophy looks like...a nude woman in a super sexy pose.

"what is this……"

He walked to the cabinet and was about to reach out to take out the trophy. Emanuel rushed over as fast as he could, trying to stop Tony in time, but it was too late.

"Wait a minute, don't rummage through my things!" Emmanuel only had time to shout, and waved Erkang's hand.

However, it was too late.

Tony held the trophy of the coquettish and bitch statuette, and read the words on it with a strange expression: "The most popular young model of the year?"

Emanuel: "..."

"What the hell... I didn't even know there was this award selection." Tony's expression was distorted, he seemed very angry, but also seemed to want to laugh, "Wow, this... you are really..."

Even Tony, who has always been eloquent, eloquent, and sloppy, can't find words to describe it.

Emanuel: "..."

At this moment, Emanuel was so mad that he wanted to smash the glass curtain wall and jump directly from the Green Building, which was more than 100 meters high.

He never expected that he would cause such an embarrassing situation just by delaying for a week and forgetting to throw away the trophy.

Who can stand this!

"Put... put that thing down first." Emmanuel managed to recover his voice after a long while.

"..." Holding up the trophy, Tony looked at Emmanuel, then at the trophy again, and said after a while: "I thought I knew you well, but now I realize...it doesn't seem to be so. What's going on."

"..." Emmanuel closed himself on the spot and didn't want to speak.

"Old Jia, is there really such a selection of "Most Popular Young Models"? asked Tony.

"No, sir." The AI ​​butler quickly searched the Internet.

"I think so, otherwise they should have awarded me this award." Tony nodded and weighed the trophy in his hand, "It's still pure gold. You like to use pure gold to create some weird things Is it a special little fetish or..."

Emmanuel is still in the short state: "..."

"You're not going to tell me it was a misunderstanding again, are you?" Tony shrugged. "I don't think anyone but yourself puts something like this in your office bookcase, right?"

Emanuel: "..."

"So... you are bisexual?" Tony has already turned on the detective mode, and began to analyze the information he has so far, "I've heard some gossip about you, don't you never mess with men and women? Is it? I used to think that you kept your body because you belonged (yes, it was me - the charming Tony Stark)."

Emanuel: "..."

"But this doesn't seem to be the case..." Tony took a closer look at the shameful trophy, and started a brainstorming session with his smart brain——

He has never messed with the relationship between men and women, but he created such a trophy for himself, which shows that he still longs for something indescribable. This sounds a bit contradictory... So -

Tony suddenly realized: "I see..."

Emanuel: "..."

Tony put down the trophy in his hand, walked up to Emmanuel and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of sympathy: "Don't worry, it's normal, one of the five men doesn't lift it, you don't have to do it because of this." As for psychopathy, modern medicine is so advanced, there is always a solution... and if it doesn't work, you can just make up for it and do the following..."

Alas, this guy is indeed quite pitiful, no wonder he looks irritable all day long, and his feelings are dissatisfied with desire.

Think about it in another way, if your physical needs are not met, you definitely don’t even want to make a weapon.

"By the way, you'd better give up on that female star. By the way, I'm actually the best person who can satisfy you..."

Emmanuel, who was completely autistic, raised his hand and pointed to the door of the office: "Get lost..."

Tony: "??"

Emmanuel: "Get out now! Take a taxi and get out!!"

Tony walked out of the Green Building angrily.

"I was going to recommend a hospital to him with good intentions, but he actually called the security guard to drive me away??"

Tony felt that he had encountered the most incredible thing in the world, "Tony Stark was kicked out by security?? This is definitely qualified to be the headline of all newspapers tomorrow!"

"Sir, I think Mr. Green is very, very, very angry." The AI ​​butler said.

"Oh, yes." Tony nodded in agreement, "but can't you see I'm angry too!"

"You shouldn't expose him in person." The AI ​​steward said, "And that's actually just your guess."

"Oh, okay, Lao Jia." After a moment of silence, Tony nodded with relief, "It seems that this upgrade for you is very effective, and your EQ has improved significantly."

"Thanks to you, sir."

"You've learned to flatter..." Tony clapped himself quickly, "Very good, maybe the next step is to let you learn to swear."

"Sir, actually... I don't want to learn at all." If the AI ​​butler has any face, his expression at this moment must be capitalized indifference.

"But it's not all for me." Tony took out a rose from Emmanuel's office and snorted, "Let me buy him delicious food for nothing, and I have to buy it from him." Pick something off of him."

Emmanuel stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, pondered for a long time, and finally thought about it.

He walked to the glass cabinet, took out the trophy, and was going to find a bag to put it in and throw it away.

He looked around the entire office, and finally noticed a small box on the coffee table.

The box was pink, and it didn't match the entire office, which was dominated by black, white and gray.

Emmanuel walked over, put the trophy aside, and opened the box.

Inside the box is a strawberry-flavored ice cream that has basically turned into a puddle of semi-solid ice cream. The cone holding the ice cream is stubbornly resisting the last bit of solid ice cream, and the small scoop for scooping the ice cream is almost submerged by the ice cream.

On the box it says:

To my darling - you are sweeter than a strawberry.

Emmanuel: "It's really earthy."

He suddenly remembered that Tony seemed to be holding a small box when he came in, but he was so distraught at the time that he didn't pay much attention to it.

So his so-called "urgent matter" is actually an ice cream for himself?

That's really urgent--after all, ice cream melts easily.

Emmanuel felt angry and funny, shook his head helplessly, reached out and grabbed the tail of the small spoon, fished it out from a sea of ​​pink ice cream, and dug out a spoonful of mixed liquid and solid ice cream to send into the mouth.

"Hmm...it's too sweet, it's so greasy."

Winnie Garcia stepped on fifteen-centimeter high heels, walked quickly in the underground garage of the Green Building with graceful steps like a model.

Her eyes were hidden behind huge sunglasses, so she couldn't see any emotion, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed that she was in a good mood at the moment.

Unexpectedly, even if the original plan was disrupted by Tony Stark, a guy who came out of nowhere, she would still get an unexpected surprise from Emmanuel Green... She lowered her head and looked at the phone screen. , the photo just taken.

It was an obviously candid photo, the lens focused on the documents and photos on the desk through a coquettish bright red rose.

Those photos are full of information related to Stark Industries, including evidence of extremely secretive illegal transactions such as smuggling arms.

"Since S.H.I.E.L.D. is keeping a close eye on it these days, it's not easy to do it yourself, then...it's better to borrow a knife to kill someone." Winnie narrowed her eyes, and already had an idea in her heart.

She sent all these photos anonymously to another person's email account, and added a paragraph in the email: "I think you should know what these photos mean, if you want to know whose In his hand, transfer 10 million U.S. dollars to this bank account within 100 minutes."

Less than a minute after the email was sent, Winnie received a transfer notification.

She smiled, and slowly typed the name with her fingers: "Emanuel Green."

Then she quickly deleted all the text messages and photos, wiped all the data in the phone, and slowly wiped all the fingerprints on the phone, and then threw it into the trash can, and then got into a Lamborghini, stepped on Press the accelerator, and quickly disappeared into the underground garage.

She didn't notice that when she passed by a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz SLS SAMG, the lights of the unmanned sports car suddenly turned on.

The instrument panel inside the car lit up with a cold light, and the holographic projection screen was projected into the air inside the car, countless cold data flashed across the screen with a cold blue luster.

Restoring data... Restoration complete.

Email Sender: Winnie Garcia, Email Recipient: Obadiastan.

Searching for information about Obadiastan... The search is complete.

Shareholders of Stark Industries, privately smuggled arms to terrorist organizations many times, target threat level: low.

The last target's threat level blinked for a moment, then suddenly changed to a bright red "High."

Searching for Winnie Garcia's information... search complete.

Well-known Hollywood actress, Oscar queen, target threat level: none.

After a while, the word "nothing" turned into a question mark.

Soundwave browsed all the information in just a few seconds, and all the screens disappeared the moment he finished browsing.

At the same time, he contacted another Decepticon on the earth-Laser Bird.

"Sound wave? You finally contacted me, have you solved the carbon-based creature carrying energy?"

"No." Soundwave's voice was as cold as ever.

"Why don't you do it?" Laser Bird was puzzled.

"Kill him, and the energy in his body will be lost."

"Then what should I do? Is there any way to keep the energy from being lost?"

"I need you to go to Obadiastan." Soundwave said irrelevantly.

"Obadiastan? Is he related to energy?" Laser Bird asked.

"It doesn't matter..."

"Since it's irrelevant, what do we care about him?" Laser Bird cried out dissatisfied, "And you haven't answered my question just now!"

"This carbon-based creature is a threat to the target. Before finding a way to extract energy, we have to protect Green from dying. His Majesty Megatron and Shockwave are already looking for a way."

The sound wave still didn't answer Laser Bird's question, his tone hardly changed, it was so low that it seemed like an undercurrent surging in the deep sea, "Obadiastan has some power in human society, so your task is just to monitor, don't expose it. "

"Got it, it's really boring." Laser Bird complained.

"Also, I need you to find information about Winnie Garcia."

"Who is this?"

Soundwave sent the entire content of the communication between the two to Laser Bird. After a while, Laser Bird said: "Isn't this a woman who is obsessed with money? Isn't carbon-based creatures like this?"

"It's just a cover-up." Sheng Bo said calmly, "The bank account for the transfer of 100 million US dollars is a dead account. This woman is using this method to cover up people's eyes and ears. Her real purpose is not for the money. I suspect that she is using a knife to kill people." .

And her resume is too clean, no negative information can be found in any database, which is a bit strange. "

"What does this have to do with energy?"

"Just do as I tell you." Soundwave cut off the communication without saying anything.

the other side……

Stan squeezed the phone tightly, looked at the photos on the phone with a sullen expression, and frowned.

"Emanuel Green..." he whispered the name.

He has always wondered whether the other party has obtained any evidence against him.But now, this suspicion has been confirmed.

Although he didn't know why Green kept hiding the evidence and didn't publish it or use it to threaten Stark Industries.

But obviously the situation is very unfavorable to him, not to mention that Tony Stark seems to be getting very close to him recently.

——Fortunately, Stark definitely doesn't know about this matter now, otherwise, based on his character, he will definitely question himself immediately.

Stan looked out the French windows, squinting.

You can't wait any longer, you have to plan ahead.

He didn't want decades of ambition and planning to go to waste because of this little oversight.

But... the anonymous person who sent him this message is also worth noting, it is best to find out his identity.

Being able to get close to Emmanuel Green's desk, it is estimated that he is a person who has a close relationship with him, and last time... maybe a lover or something.

Might be able to use it.

Stan took a deep breath, exhaled a thick smoke ring, and dialed another mobile phone number.

"Hello? I have business, do you want to do it?"

"Help me get rid of two people, the price is up to you."

"Name? Listen—"

"Emanuel Green and Tony Stark."

"The sooner the better."

A week later...

The cooperation project between Stark Industries and Green Group is progressing steadily, but the two chairman have never had any contact.

For Emanuel, his life is like returning to the original rhythm, working and socializing every day, and occasionally giving himself a vacation.

But sometimes, looking at the empty screen of unread messages on the phone and the profile picture of Tony Stark, who is as quiet as a chicken, he still feels vaguely uncomfortable.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Of course, during this week, he didn't just focus on his work. Regarding the incident that he was almost killed by a car last time, he didn't dare to forget at all. The "Hydra" in the mouth of Nick Fury, director of the Assault and Logistics Agency.

He went through all the databases that Green's family had accumulated over the decades, but he couldn't find any clues about Hydra.

This is an extremely hidden criminal group, its existence seems to be completely invisible in this world, and almost no relevant information can be found.

Emanuel was thinking about it and couldn't figure out why he was hunted down by these guys. He obeyed the law and paid taxes in accordance with the law. He didn't do anything bad and often engaged in charity. How did he get into trouble with these guys? ?

Is it really like what the "I don't remember the ending behind the country" said, they chased and killed themselves because of their superpowers?

But how did they know?

It can't be because of something like a super power detector, right?If there was such a thing, mutants wouldn't be hiding among ordinary people like they are now, and they wouldn't be seen by others and dare not speak out.

For more than half a month, nothing dangerous happened, and everything seemed to be calm, but Emanuel always felt that something was wrong.

It feels like someone is staring at me no matter where I go, especially when I leave the office and drive home, the feeling is particularly strong, as if the car is being monitored by someone.

But he also had people check the nearby surveillance, ruled out the possibility of installing cameras and bugs in the car, and deleted the administrator account Tony Stark created for himself in the security system.

Even hired a few more bodyguards to patrol the surrounding area, but they still haven't found any strange people.

But no matter how strange it feels, life still has to go on as usual.

"Sir, there is a charity auction tonight." Coffey said, looking at the schedule.

"What time?" Emmanuel walked out of the office while putting on his suit jacket.

"Seven o'clock, sir." Coffey said, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"..." Emanuel thought for a while, but still shook his head, "No need, you have worked hard recently, go back and have a good rest."

Coffey was so moved that he couldn't help it, and Emmanuel's cell phone rang suddenly at this moment.

"Hello?" Emmanuel answered the phone.

"Hey, brother." His younger brother Arthur, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, greeted him warmly on the other end of the phone, "Guess where I am now?"

"I don't know, are you digging a grave in the pyramid?" Emanuel guessed casually.

"Of course it's impossible. It's three o'clock in the morning in Egypt! Am I right about the time difference?"

"Actually, it's one o'clock in the morning." Emanuel quickly figured out the answer, "It's an excellent time to dig a grave."

"I don't want to be killed by the mummy." Arthur said, "I'm in Kyoto, and I heard that you haven't been very lucky recently, do you want me to ask for a guardian?"

"..." Emanuel was silent for a while, he knew too well what the caterpillar was planning, and it was either rape or theft, "Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"

Arthur was shocked: "Wow, brother, you still understand me."

"Stop talking nonsense..." Emmanuel said with a cold face.

"Oops,