Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

What does death really look like?

In previous decades, researchers did not think deeply about this question.He works in Stark Industries, researching some military-type products. The success of this type of research is based on the fall of life.But even so, death to them is just someone else's business.

The fainting came very suddenly this time. He came out of the laboratory, put his hands in his pockets, and mentally calculated the formula he had just calculated. Then the sun suddenly became dazzling, and he saw two men far away from him. He ran towards him from a distance, thinking that he would not just lie down on the streets of New York and no one cares about him, and when he relaxed, he would already be in the hospital when he woke up.

There seem to be more strange people around me recently, and Novia Reeves is the first to bear the brunt.

This lucky woman rushed to his hospital bed for some unknown reason, and now she is looking at him with that expression of sympathy and pity.

"I don't know what's so nice about my face!"

Novia looked away under the researcher's dissatisfied eyes.She looked at the team members who were said to have encountered the researcher during the process of buying dog food for the bear, and said with some headaches, "I'm a little curious about your future plans."

Riise and Finch found an excuse and gently closed the door of the ward, followed by Xiao Gen. They had a difficult time reaching an agreement. Before leaving, Xiao pushed the case into Novia's hands.

When I opened it to read, the handwriting on it was much clearer than that of an ordinary doctor's ferrule, the letters were clearly separated, the pen was sharp, and the diagnostic results were particularly neat, but in summary it was capitalized and hopeless.

"I know I don't have much time left. I just don't understand why you are always staring at me!" The researcher scratched his hair irritably, the needle in his hand was bleeding badly because his arm was too high, and he meandered Red rushed into the infusion tube all of a sudden.

Novia hurried up and pressed his hand: "Please don't do this! I will tell you what I know!"

For a long time, Novia has been thinking about the reason why the machine chose her. In terms of persuading others, she has no more advantages than Finchriser.The only place where Novia can play a role is to help this patient contact Iron Man.

Whether letting a dying man realize his dreams really helps to create inventions, no one but a machine can be sure.

No matter how you listen to it, it feels very unreliable, but it is worth a try.

The researcher grasped the quilt and listened to Novia's explanation, not unexpectedly full of suspicion: "Can you help me meet Mr. Stark, and in exchange, hope that I will continue scientific research for the rest of the time?"

It sounds more like fulfilling the last wishes of the terminally ill than promoting the advancement of science and civilization.

No need for the researcher to say anything, Novia also thinks she looks like a lunatic.

"My personal opinion is that even if you don't develop a cure in the end, your hard work for so many years is worth your wish." This is the first victim in the dagger world. His fate was caused by external forces. And changed.

"This is the worst day ever! But if you can really help me, I will stay in the lab until the end of my life, I can promise you!"

Avengers Building.

The lights in the laboratory are all off, and in the darkness, the only light source is a projector that is showing.Tony leaned back on the soft-seat sofa with a glass of whiskey in his hand, his face was illuminated by the flickering light, but you couldn't see other details besides being slightly drunk.

The video quality provided by Coulson is clear, and the videos collected through different channels are shot in a simple and rough way.

Novia in the video is still a little girl in ripped denim and an oversized coat.She walked into the range of the camera, and dropped her schoolbag in front of several men in suits with a bang. The contents of the schoolbag looked very heavy, knocking on the solid wood table.

Novia's face was full of hopelessness, like a stray cat seeing the end of the road. She was bony and put up a final resistance. Before she entered this door, she had been wandering on the street for half a month. If It's not that she really can't find a way out, she would not choose to come here to ask.

This was undoubtedly an interview, Novia on the screen spoke, and she took a small step cautiously: "Can you really provide me with a bursary?"

"I only want you to meet our requirements." The person sitting on the main seat was as motionless as a mountain.

"May I ask, what is written in the terms, working under your staff for a period of time after graduation means..."

"No comment."

But at this time, another man in a suit spoke up: "Miss Reeves, your conditions are excellent in all aspects. If it wasn't for a family accident, you would not choose to find us. But since your situation is already like this In fact, there is nothing to lose, so we might as well be more decisive...accept the reality."

Tony's brows gradually frowned, and he knocked on the projector. Jarvis followed the instructions and temporarily paused the playback of the video.

The family of Novia suffered misfortune, her parents and elder brother all disappeared, and the real estate in the council area where she grew up burned down overnight. Under such circumstances, she still received the admission letter from Cambridge, but it was a pity that the letter came at an inappropriate time. Make it all seem like a heavy burden.

"Is that how mi6 recruits people?" Tony looked at the frozen men in suits in distaste. "They are all mass-produced suits, with different cuff lengths. Are they already so poor?"

This is not at all what the legendary department should look like!

"No, sir." Jarvis dedicated his duty to clean up mi6's grievances, "Miss Reeves's earliest sponsor was a killer organization. In the name of sponsoring tuition fees, the organization would kidnap students from prestigious schools to work for them after graduation. But According to the information, Miss Reeves quickly escaped the coercion of this agency."

Tony nodded, "Don't spoil it, Jarvis!"

Jarvis was aggrieved for a second, and the video continued to play.

Unwilling to accept 'spoilers', Mr. Stark continued to browse.

This time, Novia was sitting alone in front of the camera. Her hair had grown a lot and was simply tied up with a black rope. Her face was bruised, but her expression was better than when she first appeared. A lot firmer.

"This is the first time I've heard from my parents in months. They must be alive. Wait until I find them! They asked me to go to training during the winter break. I don't know what will happen there. I just have to continue. Go down and see them!"

The overall atmosphere of the video is almost like an experimental recording.Perhaps Novia left the video with such a mentality.

After narrating some daily life, Novia adjusted the camera with some hesitation, and the focus of the shooting shifted to her pilling sweater. She couldn’t see her face, so she said: “Some things happened to my body recently. Changes...I'm not sure if this has something to do with something else, but it might help..."

In the most critical place, the sound of the video became blurred.

Tony took a sip of his wine depressed. He really couldn't imagine what would happen to the "body" of a girl under the age of 19, and Novia at this time is completely different from the present. These videos given by Coulson answered a small part of the problem. Doubt, but left more puzzles.

"Next paragraph, Jarvis!"

The lights in the laboratory were suddenly switched on.The Black Widow came in from the door and saw Novia's face frozen under the dim light, "Are you studying Miss Reeves' personal resume?"

"—The growth history of agents, isn't it! Coulson thinks I'm prejudiced against agents, what's wrong with me doing more research?" Tony replied with a smirk.

He was particularly curious about Novia's next two time points.

What made her leave that unreliable organization?And what made her break away from being an agent?

"You are uncovering a person's heavy past. Ms. Reeves may not want her story to be seen by so many people! More importantly, can you bear the price after reading it?"

"Is this your sympathy for Novia? Falcon told her that you praised her, and she was about to go to heaven!"

Black Widow looked at Stark, who was obviously avoiding the topic, and what she wanted to emphasize to him was that Novia's past was not a storybook, no matter what made her what she is now, in the case of no harm to the public , should be sealed.Tony especially avoided this crux. He wanted to solve the mystery of Novia, but he was unwilling to admit that he was fascinated by Novia.

Natasha sighed with a headache, "If I remember correctly, Ms. Reeves seems to have another partner. Compared with her past, you seem to have to analyze your current position."

Tony paused slightly as he brought the glass to his mouth.

Before Natasha mentioned this, he did not remember that there was always a man beside Novia.

"I've seen that person several times, but I can't recall his appearance!" Tony said to Natasha in a serious tone.

From what he said, it seemed that he had doubts about the man's identity.

It is obviously more likely that his eyes fell on Novia, ignoring other people directly.

Natasha remembered the man's appearance—it was a handsome herbivorous man, a very wise choice for Novia.