Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

As usual, after processing some necessary documents, Mr. Stark sat on the balcony drinking a cup of sweet and warm afternoon tea.

It is said to be sweet tea, but in fact there is not much sugar in it. The smart housekeeper strictly controls his sugar intake. For some reason, Mr. Mustache also strictly abides by this rule.

After drinking for a while, he raised his head and glanced at the bright and warm sunlight outside the window, and suddenly squinted his eyes, his eyelids were heavy, and he felt a little sleepy.

Mr. Stark bent the corners of his lips and let himself lie down in the soft and comfortable recliner. He was in a good mood, even tired.

Originally, Mr. Stark didn't need to handle the company's documents in person. However, after the arrival of that capricious deity, as the backbone of protecting the earth, the Avengers suddenly had more things to do.

Whether it is all kinds of speculation about the outside world, or the vague temptations of various countries, the appearance of peace in the past has been completely broken, and the earth has united unprecedentedly.

Mr. Mustache always felt funny in his dreams. A person with a normally proud neck wishing to raise his neck to the sky, when facing this matter, he was rarely low-key and cautious.

Whoish?

Idon't know.

The insider's mouth is about to burst into laughter, but his face is still pretending to be deep and deep, which is really exhausting.

The tired Mr. Stark lay in the bright afternoon sun, and fell asleep with his lips curled up for about 10 minutes, and then he was woken up by the vibrating sound of the mobile phone in his pocket.

This is Mr. Stark's private number. Not many people know it, and most of them are kept as contacts, and there is almost no situation where it is known by outsiders.

With one hand resting on the back of the chair, Tony heard the voice, but he couldn't wake up all of a sudden. He squinted his eyes and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at it leisurely, and saw a series of extremely unfamiliar numbers.

Consciousness came up a little faster than rationality. Mr. Stark frowned and moved his fingers, subconsciously about to die.And a little deliriously thinking, I must ask someone to investigate strictly in a while.

How could Mr. Stark's private number be leaked to strangers?

Seeing that the persistently vibrating mobile phone was about to be thrown away mercilessly, the smart housekeeper paused for a moment without making a sound, emphasizing it so elegantly that he seemed to be choked, and the words to stop him were in a rare hurry.

"Sir!" He was silent for a moment, as if deliberating, and finally couldn't help reminding, "Your phone number."

"Uh huh...?" Tony lay lazily, his voice was soft and soft, as if he had just eaten a can of sticky and sweet fruit candy.

"So what...?" He retorted aloud, but before he finished speaking, he thought of something first, his originally blurred eyes were awake for a moment, and his calm face was also slightly startled.

The buzzing and vibrating phone was unexpectedly persistent, and kept ringing one after another. In the end, it seemed to be aware of the rejection and rejection here, and the voice gradually became smaller, with a little bit of loss.

When the gradually lowering voice was about to be cut off, Mr. Stark finally moved his fingers and connected the call.

"Hello...? Is that Nini?" The voice from the opposite side was crisp and soft, just like in memory, and Mr. Stark's eyes softened involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, the other side said to him happily and clingingly: "Good afternoon, I just saw you in the photo, how are you now, I miss you~"

……

A few hours later, the sky was dark, and a bright light suddenly lit up in front of the door of 221B Baker Street.

First, a pair of polished leather shoes stepped up the steps, followed by clear footsteps in the long silent street.

Tony pursed his lips, put one hand in his pocket, and held the phone in the other. With bent knuckles, he gently knocked on the dark door in front of him.

Almost as soon as the door opened, Mr. Stark swiftly caught the little girl who was rushing towards him. He raised the corners of his lips and looked down, just in time to meet a pair of sparkling eyes.

"Nini." As soon as Ayu grabbed his sleeve, his eyes rolled up, his voice sounded surprised and joyful, "You came here so fast."

Tony stretched out his dry and warm palms to touch her head, then bent down and hugged her into his arms, turned his head to look at her happy appearance, and laughed in a low voice.

Mr. Stark's actions were calm and unhurried, and he looked very calm. From the face alone, it is impossible to see how he randomly stuffed himself into the plane and packed it after receiving the call.

It's just that no one in the know is around now, so naturally he wouldn't take the initiative to reveal this detail, so after a brief reunion, Mr. Mustache just poked Ayu's face lightly and smiled.

On the other hand, Sherlock, who was standing with his arms folded, glanced up and down at this scene, and let out a few low laughter from his throat, and greeted him in a friendly manner: "I'm quite busy."

Although the time is in a hurry, it is related to the children at home. Before coming, it is necessary to inquire clearly about the identity and background of the owner of the phone.

Therefore, facing the other party's probing and sizing up, Mr. Stark, with his rare good temper, just smiled and nodded at him impeccably.

His purpose of coming today is not here. Thinking of this, Iron Man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes went straight past Sherlock, and fell on the person behind him.

Mycroft sat gracefully on the sofa. It was not difficult for him to maintain an absolutely decent posture for several hours. He didn't even mess up a strand of hair. Noticing Tony's gaze, he even smiled politely laugh.

The earth is only this big, and the important people know each other more or less. With the sudden intervention of God's Domain, it's not that Tony and McCoff have no connection at all.

In fact, this is also the reason why he hurried over. If he didn't know the importance of the other party's identity and Ayu's own particularity, the old father would not rush over in such a hurry.

A little girl who has participated in the Advent of the Gods has complicated and confusing secrets in her body. It is too difficult to not be noticed. Coupled with her understanding of Mr. Holmes, this makes people unable to help worrying.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, and the person who took in the children seemed to be pretty good.

Mr. Stark looked over the detective and received the friendly gaze behind him, the curvature of his lips was relaxed, and he was also interested in flirting with someone.

"It's okay, it's okay." His eyes fell on Sherlock's exquisite slim suit again, and he seemed to inadvertently grab the little girl in his arms, and he said kindly and politely, "It's you, you have been waiting for a long time. "

"I'm so sorry."

The old guardian smirked at the new guardian's shark with a fake smile without sincerity, exchanging greetings, and walked past people without stopping.

After he left, Sherlock pursed his lips, then lowered his head to look seriously at the slim suit on his body, feeling that it was very imposing, and turned his head to look at the other's casual appearance, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Nini: smile.jpg

Mycroft gave himself a whole afternoon, which was extremely rare for him. Under such circumstances, he had no intention of wasting the time.

He successfully fought with his younger brother, harmoniously deepened the relationship between the two in the deeper eyes of the other, and played with the little girl happily for a while, and then successfully heard useful information from her.

Mycroft felt in a good mood. This state kept a smile on his lips, and when his younger brother's face became more and more unkind, he finally waited for the person he really wanted to wait for today.

Tony walked over with Ayu in his arms, and the two important figures just sat on the sofa and talked.

Like this kind of state secret, both Ayu and Sherlock belong to people who are in it but don't get in touch with it often. Ayu can't understand it, and Sherlock is not interested. In the end, they were simply sent to play in their own room.

It wasn't long before Ayu saw Tony, she lay on the man's lap and looked up anxiously, a little reluctant to leave.

Mr. Stark, who had an old father mentality, saw his heart melt, he gently touched her head, and coaxed softly: "You don't understand this, it's not interesting, you play first, and I'll find you later, okay? "

In the end, she was led away step by step by Sherlock's hand.

Mr. Detective sat on the soft carpet with his curly hair curled up. He threw away his suit casually, revealing the light gray casual sweater inside.

He sat cross-legged leisurely, holding a storybook in his hand. Ayu could read the familiar little stories at first, but in his elegant and charming tone, people could hear the difference abruptly. smell.

Ayu was so fascinated that he almost rolled on the ground.

Fortunately, because it is the room where the cubs want to live alone, Mrs. Hudson worked out the most perfect plan after many inquiries. The room is covered with soft carpets to prevent falls, and even the color is light and golden yellow.

Ayu flopped around for a while, imitating Sherlock's appearance, sitting cross-legged opposite him, looking at the orange light on the wall with his chin resting, the warm light hit the detective's cold face, making him whole All softened.

After watching for a while, Ayu suddenly got up, remembering what happened just now, couldn't help running a little closer to him, and asked hesitantly: "Sherlock, can I not listen to what Nini and Mycroft said? ?”

Sherlock lifted his chin and laughed.

You can hear it, but you don't have to.

Mr. Stark came with only one purpose, to minimize his vigilance towards Ayu in front of this old fox known as the "British Government".

It's not out of the question to give him some innocuous little information if necessary.

Tony knew Ayu's mission, and knew that this was an important test she had to go through. He didn't intend to stop it, but within his ability, he was willing to make this matter a little easier.

Mr. Stark, who was negotiating with others, changed his usual idleness, and his words were well-founded, and he refused to give up an inch. For a while, no one could do anything to anyone.

When it was almost time to say it, the clock on the wall had already pointed to the ten mark, and it was time to rest.

The matter was finally finished. When he stood up, Mr. Stark was still smiling, and he seemed to have a good temper, but he said firmly: "She won't stay here for a long time, and she won't stay here for a long time. If there is any threat, news about her can be suppressed, and she doesn't need to know about it."

Mycroft sorted out the information he had received, and when he heard his serious words, he nodded thoughtfully, and actually smiled sympathetically.

"it is good."

#This is the dignity from my younger brother#