[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

After Tony ate and drank, the two began to chat again.

This time the conversation was a little more serious.

"Tony, I want to talk to you about what happened last night." Emanuel said.

"Well, I just wanted to talk to you too," Tony said.

"Who do you think did it?" Emmanuel crossed his fingers on the table, his tone calm, "What common enemies do we have?"

"An enemy... what kind of enemy is it?" Tony asked.

"An opponent who lost to you in business, a person who humiliated him in public, a scumbag woman, a pigeon, or a person who was bullied as a child?" Emmanuel said a few casually.

"Well... Except for the people who bullied me when I was a child, I guess there are quite a lot." Tony shrugged.

"Especially scumbag women, right?" Emmanuel sneered, "I guess they can line up from my door to your door."

Tony: "Yes."

The corner of Emanuel's mouth twitched: "I have never scumbag a woman, it seems that the person who wants to kill us is not in this option."

Tony: "Yes."

Emanuel: "..."

He glared at Tony: "Can you be serious!"

"I'm agreeing with you very seriously." Tony looked at him innocently.

Emmanuel is angry.

The two seriously discussed and studied for a long time, but they couldn't come to any conclusion except talking to each other.

"Hey..." Tony, who was tired from the quarrel, collapsed into the chair and said weakly: "I think you should not go out recently. It is safest to stay at home. There is an air-raid shelter downstairs in your house. If it is not possible, just Hide in."

Emanuel: "How do you know there's a bomb shelter in my house?"

Tony: "..." Oh, I accidentally slipped my mouth.

Emmanuel was furious: "Have you hacked my home's security system again? You won't even let go of the system made by your own home!"

Tony was aggrieved: "How can this be called black?"

Emmanuel became even angrier after hearing this: "I understand, because this system is made by your company, so you don't even need to hack it, just go through the back door and come in, right?"

Tony was also furious: "The products we give to customers never leave a back door for ourselves. You are questioning our Stark Industries' professional ethics!"

Emanuel: "I'm not questioning the professional ethics of your Stark Industries, I'm questioning the professional ethics of your Tony Stark himself!

Is the first thing you do when you go to a place is to hack all their networked systems? "

"..." Tony, who hacked the police station, also hacked the Green Building, and now hacked other people's houses, has a lot of criminal records, suddenly felt guilty, and then he became confident again: "I didn't just check your security system for loopholes. !"

"Then the next time you go to the Capitol or the Pentagon, will you also hack their system and check for any loopholes?" Emanuel was very angry when he saw Tony's unrepentant appearance.

"Why do I care about them? I don't like them!" Tony blurted out.

Emmanuel froze.

Tony was also stunned.

The air suddenly quieted down.

After a long while, Tony added with a stiff tone: "Those guys know how to bargain and sell weapons from me all day long. They talk nonsense and don't do business. If they weren't stupid and rich, who would like them."

"That makes sense," Emmanuel continued, "I don't like them either."

Another awkward silence.

"Anyway, don't run around these few days." After a long while, Tony changed the subject stiffly, "Wait until the police find out who did this... Although it's not reliable to count on those guys."

"I have sent someone to check." Emanuel said.

"Oh, I almost forgot that your Green Group is still in the intelligence business," Tony said.

"But this matter may not be so easy to find out." Emmanuel shook his head.

"Then do all the safety precautions, and modify your car to be a bulletproof car." Tony said.

"What about you?" Emanuel asked.

"Me?" Tony thought for a while, and said, "I'm going back to Los Angeles tonight, and I'm going to Afghanistan tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, whatever."

"Going to Afghanistan?" Emmanuel frowned. "What are you doing there? Tourism?"

"Talk about business." Tony said succinctly.

"Who are you talking about business with?" Emmanuel suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"The U.S. military stationed there." Tony was a little surprised, he didn't expect Emmanuel to be interested in this matter, "They're interested in Jericho, it's a big deal... wait a minute , are you going to accuse me of making war fortune again?"

Emmanuel frowned.

As long as this matter is not discussed, it will always be an insurmountable hurdle between the two of them.

He hesitated for a while, then suddenly said, "Tony, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" Tony ate another cookie, biting it into his mouth, and asked inarticulately.

"..." Emanuel was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind to show his cards, and said tentatively, "I... got some information about you Stark Industries."

"What's wrong with our Stark Industries?" Tony looked at Emanuel's expression and became nervous involuntarily.

"I heard that you are selling weapons to people in the Middle East, isn't it?" Emanuel tried to slow down his tone so that even if there was a conflict, he would have room to retreat.

After much deliberation, he only felt that this was the most likely reason why he was assassinated.

After all, at the shareholder meeting of the two groups, he was provoked by Tony to the point where he couldn't bear it, and he hinted at this shady matter very vaguely.

At that time, there were so many people at the shareholders' meeting, although not everyone understood the implied meaning in his words.

But if someone with a heart understands it and keeps it in mind, there is no guarantee that no trouble will arise because of it.

As for why Tony would also be assassinated, Emmanuel has a very scary thought about it:

Could it be that Tony Stark didn't know about it at all?

He is the nominal power holder of Stark Industries, but judging by his appearance, it is estimated that most of his energy is devoted to researching technology and eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and he doesn't pay much attention to the company's operations.

It would be perfectly normal for someone to do such outrageous things as smuggling behind his back—so ambitious that he would want to kill Tony and take over.

"What?" Tony thought he had heard it wrong, "No, how is it possible! Who are you listening to nonsense?"

"..." Emanuel frowned, Tony's reaction didn't seem to be pretending, that is to say...he really didn't know about it.

"Let me talk about it, Tony, the Green Group's reporters in the Middle East have taken photos of the first use of Stark Industrial weapons." Emanuel said.

"..." Tony was obviously taken aback for a moment, and after a while he said, "How is this possible?"

"If you have doubts, I can show you the photos," Emanuel said.

"No, I believe you." Tony's expression also became serious. He stared at the coffee in his hand, remained still for a while, and then said, "Maybe the gang snatched it."

Emanuel shook his head secretly. Judging from the type, quantity, and ammunition supply of weapons in the hands of the police, it is obvious that these were not snatched from the hands of the US military.

He said: "I think you can consider whether there are corporate executives in Stark Industries who sell weapons to them."

"No one with this authority would do such a thing," Tony said.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Tony looked a little annoyed.

Emanuel sighed. If Tony really didn't know about this, being told the truth all of a sudden might really deal a big blow to him.

After the two of them stayed quietly for a while, Tony seemed to have finally adjusted his emotions. He drank the last sip of coffee and said in a sullen tone: "I will check this matter carefully when I return from Afghanistan tomorrow. things."

"Well..." Emanuel nodded, "Be careful, Afghanistan is not peaceful."

"Don't worry." Tony didn't care, "I will stay with the US military all the time, and they will guarantee my safety. After all, if something happens to me over there, this country will be the most anxious thing."

"No, the most anxious thing is the people who care about you, your relatives and friends." Emmanuel said.

Tony froze for a moment, just about to say that he had no relatives for a long time, but when he looked up, he saw Emanuel looking at him with a smile.

Behind him is a floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window is the endless Atlantic Ocean. The sun shines in, reflecting a golden frame on his figure, making his usually cold and sharp temperament warm and soft. .

"Including you?" Tony asked ecstatically.

"..." Emanuel smiled, walked to Tony, took the empty coffee cup in front of him, and said ambiguously while putting it into the kitchen: "Yes."

Tony: "..." I think you are scolding me, but I have no proof.

— Gan!He was really touched in vain!

Early the next morning, Emanuel received a text message from Tony.

In the accompanying picture of the text message, he was about to board a plane to Afghanistan, and he made a scissors hand to the camera.

The logo of Stark Industries is printed on the plane behind it, full of soaring air.

The accompanying text on the picture is: "I'm leaving, do you want to bring you some special products?"

Emmanuel ignored him, but still replied with a message: "Be careful."

"Don't worry." Tony quickly replied to the text message, "When I return to China in two days, I'll treat you to a cheeseburger."

Emanuel: "..."

I don't want a cheeseburger at all!

Tony: I am so happy to set the flag