[Comprehensive Yingmei] Genius Lianmeng

Chapter75 Derailed Development

"If you can avoid it, Bruce." Before he realized it, Watson jumped up with one hand on the back of the chair, and picked up the case file with a whoosh, "Unless you feel that our lives have been too stagnant recently to lack Passion...wait, what? A dozen people with superpowers have been discovered in the UK in a row?" He stared too intently at the opened file, not noticing that his body had become unusually flexible and agile.

The word "person with superpowers" pierced into Tony's eyes like a chili pepper. He took a sharp breath, and his beautiful big brown eyes were tightly closed.

"God, where are superpowers appearing one after another? It's like planting dragon teeth in the soil!" Watson pursed his lips. "I have to admire the department in charge of national security and computer networks. Today, when the Internet is overwhelming and pervasive, it is still possible to completely delete the secrets of superpowers from the Internet and the media..."

"Arthur Curry in the North Pole is just one of them. I have systematically analyzed all the data I have obtained and found that there is more or less the shadow of Atlantis behind them." Bruce's exquisitely shaped brows were tightly knit Locked together, he unceremoniously took out a USB flash drive and said, "Scan it, Jarvis."

Tony didn't even protest this blatant copyright infringement.

Watson's senses enhanced by spider genes can even capture every tremor of the genius scientist from head to toe.

He lowered his voice knowingly and said: "Don't worry about the superpower registration act or anything, Tony, we have to make a concerted effort to solve the troubles of the barber and Atlantis first. And the civil war will never It will happen again, I promise."

Tony's eyelashes fluttered rapidly, like a bird struggling in the mud, flapping its wings desperately.He asked in a tone full of pain: "Why do you know? How can you be sure?"

"Perhaps that's why I came here." Watson handed the file to Sherlock, who had green eyes and glowed like a cheetah, and looked around the crowded living room that was almost torn from the inside. "Besides, we have Genius League, Tony, we can be an independent third party without being subject to the government."

Sherlock returned a look similar to "those who have anything to do with the government are bald and fat", and Bruce showed a natural smile - if the flat corners of his mouth can be counted as a smile: "Of course, we will talk to the government Cooperate, but we won't be at the beck and call of those stinking hyenas and green-eyed vultures."

Only Steve patted Tony on the shoulder, no longer looked down but looked straight up and said, "What happened, Tony?"

The man who was used to wearing the hardest armor closed his eyes again helplessly.He seemed to have completely opened himself up, revealing the softest and most fragile part inside, and had a subtle chemical reaction with every molecule in the air... He muttered to himself: "I will never let that happen again, No matter what the cost..."

no way……

"Today is the anniversary of the death of Captain America Steve Rogers. Tens of thousands of citizens spontaneously gathered in front of the monument to mourn and remember the greatest hero in American history..."

The citizens were wearing black suits and holding black umbrellas. The rain was not heavy, and it was just wisps of rain, which just connected the distance between the sky and the earth.

Iron Man thinks he's already accepted the fact - that his best friend, closest partner, and most admired hero... has died... - well, he probably just thinks he does.

He wanted to leave the Avengers Building several times to participate in Captain America's memorial activities... Every effort ended in failure.

Tony asked Jarvis to turn off the TV news, and then found the carved wine cabinet full of wines of every age, color, taste and aroma, and he hadn't left it since the death of Captain America-especially when he left After the crazily working laboratory, the interval between saving the world again and again, the long nights one after another had to step down - only wine can more or less drive away some of the scenes that occupy the mind and heart and are replayed over and over again.

His armor is impenetrable, but his heart is at stake.Tony can only escape. He chooses to hide in the steel armor to fight the enemy, chooses to stay up all night in the laboratory, and when he has no other choice, he stays with his wine cabinet.

Even though the TV was off, he could guess what happened at the memorial service without even looking.It’s nothing more than a dense, dark crowd, with sadness magnified by the group effect on their faces, reporters holding microphones, photographers carrying their lenses, how great Captain America is, and how great his death is to the United States. sad loss...

After drinking another glass of wine, the familiar feeling of warmth and comfort came to my heart, somewhat dispelling some dark and gloomy shadows.He knew he was getting drunk, and he was sure he would have another drink, and soon his wound would heal... the glass was empty, the bottle was empty.Well, Steve's face that seemed to be painted with sunshine, no longer lingering and refusing to let him go... Tony giggled, like any drunk man addicted to alcohol, he slurred his speech Said: "You're wrong, Steve...and I, choose to move on..."

Liar, Tony Stark, you are a fucking double-talking, weak and cowardly liar, you are not moving forward at all... Another voice hummed coldly in the back of his mind, and Tony decided to have another drink, so that Drain the chatter...

"We don't have to be a sub-organ of the government, Tony." Watson's voice was very gentle, with a cautious temptation, "but this does not mean that we are on the opposite side of the government and the people. Negotiations , coercion, coercion, hard and soft, compromise and cooperation... power is never the basis of everything, profit is, Tony. Of course, this is McCrov's domain, and we are in charge of fighting, right, Steve?"

"That's right, John, we are soldiers." Steve patted Watson's arm, "but we need to focus on the most important and urgent issue right now, Barber."

"We are going to save the world again, so proud." Tony sat down heavily on the sofa, "There are two top detectives in 221B Baker Street, and the barber has been at large for a week, maybe he is shaving someone The head of a pretty blonde girl..."

"Shut up, Tony." For such a provocation, Watson hastily stopped him—before Sherlock opened his tongue and Bruce was furious, "Please, I know that saving the world is a heavy responsibility, but you high IQs are so talented." Can't you kindly save the one next to me, and save me from the strange smell of female hormones?"

"The strange smell of female hormones..." Sherlock's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy starlight, and the air flow flowed down his slightly parted light lips. Sherlock turned around like a dancer in the only space. waltzing alone.Then he held Watson's face in his hands, and pressed a heavy, short-breathing kiss on the two lips that were too late to close together, "You are incredible, John! Incredible, extraordinary!"

Watson was stunned and motionless, and his new partner, the spider sensor, seemed to have completely failed at this moment.

Sherlock smiled and kissed every ups and downs of his cohabitant's face, then hurried away from Watson's face, and announced loudly and impatiently to a room full of thoughtful faces: "The clue is here ,odor!"