[Comprehensive] There is a problem in this world

They stared at each other for a few seconds, and Tony put down the fork nonchalantly, obviously wary of trying again.Zhong Zixing was thinking hard about when the so-called "let Lao Jia notify you" happened.

In her sleep?Meow meow meow?

"Jarvis should have texted you," Tony said.

Zhong Zi and Xing Mo.

About 10 minutes ago...

She wanted to accuse Mr. Stark of his enigmatic concept of time, but Iron Man was staring at her when she raised her head, as if she was innocent.

... You have big eyes and you are right!

Zhong Zixing decided to compromise very spinelessly.

"Shall we go now?"

"The car is downstairs." Seeing Zhong Zixing's sudden vigilance, Tony clicked his tongue, "Don't worry, girl, it's just an ordinary car."

Zhong Zixing breathed a sigh of relief.

Iron Man's next sentence rang out slowly: "...the speed is a little faster."

"..."

Zhong Zixing didn't want to pay attention to him, and turned to knock on the bathroom door. She smiled apologetically at Peter and explained what happened.

"...Mr. Stark outside?" After she finished speaking, Peter opened his mouth wide and fell into a daze.

...So you heard this sentence? ? ?

Zhong Zixing nodded speechlessly, and saw the little spider's eyes light up suddenly, as if someone had turned on the light switch. He grabbed the wrench and stood up awkwardly: "Can I ask for an autograph!"

Zhong Zixing looked at the wrench in his hand: "Put down your weapon first..."

You look like you're going to open a ladle for Iron Man...

Peter looked down at his own appearance, hurriedly put down the wrench and wiped it on his clothes, his movements froze suddenly, and he lowered his head in frustration: "Forget it, I can't go home and change my clothes now."

Zhong Zixing: "..." In fact, she felt that Iron Man would be more affectionate to a little spider with such an image.

She thought about it, and suggested as tactfully as possible: "But, this may be the only chance for you to get close to your idol."

No wonder, Tony Papa will give you money, equipment and donuts in the future.

Peter raised his head and looked at her quietly: "Can you still speak when you see an idol?"

Zhong Zixing: "...I can't see it."

Peter: "..."

Special calming techniques.

After a weird conversation, the little spider regained some sense. He knelt down, covered his forehead and calmed down for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at Zhong Zixing.

Zhong Zixing looked a little furious: "...what?"

"Why you... no, how do you know... no, no," Peter mumbled for a while before sorting out the question he wanted to ask the most, "Will you still see Iron Man in the future?"

Zhong Zixing also squatted down, hesitantly: "I don't know..." If it is possible, she also hopes qwq

Two younger brothers and younger sisters squatted in the narrow bathroom with frowning faces.

In the living room, Iron Man, who had been left to dry for a long time, looked at the salted fried eggs and then at the cheap bread, but was still unable to make a decision, so he deeply suspected what the two children were doing in the bathroom.

He had to cough.

Hearing the dry cough in the living room, Zhong Zixing was startled. Remembering that he had stayed in the bathroom for too long, he stood up hastily: "Then I'll leave my house to you, just close the door when you leave, no trouble."

Peter nodded without hesitation: "It's okay, I understand, you can't go on like this forever, Mr. Stark can definitely help you."

Thanks again to the little spider for his understanding, Zhong Zixing hurried back to the living room, and then found that Tony had already started to pick and choose from the fruit plate, so bored that he was about to grow hair.

...a sense of guilt wells up.

"Ah, that's great." Seeing her walk out, Tony immediately gave up the fruit plate, stared into Zhong Zixing's eyes and shook his head, "I thought I needed to roll up my sleeves and fix the water pipes myself."

Apparently he had also overheard a bit of her conversation with Peter.

Zhong Zixing was a little guilty... She had no choice but to put on her coat in a hurry, followed Iron Man who was striding out of the door, and trotted and asked, "Can I ask where Iris is?"

"At home. Lao Jia looked at her." Tony put on his sunglasses again and straightened his collar, "I'm glad I made this decision, considering that when I first entered New York, there was a car following me. The tracking technology is good, and I have a good relationship with the FBI." fight."

"..." Zhong Zixing paused.

"Mr. Stark," Zhong Zixing said this very carefully, "what does that car look like?"

Tony didn't look back: "Oh, it's still outside, you can take a look."

Zhong Zixing: "..."

She decided to change the angle: "About Iris, do you remember when she had that ability?"

Tony stopped when he heard the words, stood there and thought for a while, then shook his head: "Two days ago? Three days ago? I don't remember. Do you have any guesses?"

"Have you been to any special place recently?" Zhong Zixing asked.

"Does the Helicarrier count?" Tony asked nonchalantly.

Zhong Zixing: "...This one is nothing special."...Well.

"Okay," seeing Zhong Zixing's tangled face, Tony smiled happily, his brows and eyes were full of vigor, and he touched his chin, "Let me think about it... yes, Hoover Dam, I'm going to the seventh district Take a look."

He opened the car door for Zhong Zixing, and said: "You're welcome, I know you can't open it. Be careful ma'am, if this car crashes, we'll have to go to the sky. Where did you just say? Yes, seventh district."

Zhong Zixing was completely dumbfounded.

Although it was expected...but it turned out that Iron Man brought back the source of fire himself?

Her eyes followed the handsome man. He walked around to the driver's seat and opened the door, pulled his tie, and adjusted the rearview mirror: "Look, it's on the corner of the street. That yellow Chevrolet has average performance."

He withdrew his gaze, the engine started at the sound, and the car body was stable without any tremors: "The Seventh District proposed to study the Rubik's Cube. In exchange, they revealed that they were studying aliens. Fortunately, I happened to be in contact with SHIELD. Kind of related, so I went to check it out. Wow, that's pretty cool, there's an alien in there that's better than Anne [-]."

Speaking of this, Iron Man paused for a moment, thoughtfully: "You don't understand, right?"

...If you change someone, you probably won't understand it.

Zhong Zixing is embarrassing, but she thinks that Tony is just asking casually without any explanation, so she doesn't care.

She frightenedly glanced at the car in the rearview mirror.As they started, the car followed slowly, and she recognized at a glance that it was the one she met yesterday.

So is that really a bumblebee...

"Fortunately...you continue."

"So I asked Jarvis to see what they hid," Tony focused on driving, and Zhong Zixing almost choked on this kind of words, "It's a pity, I only know that they are studying a man whom they have become For the 'cube', the specific information is all paper documents, and Lao Jia can't see it."

"..." Zhong Zixing really wanted to help his forehead.

You are too casual...

"So you think it's the cube?" Scanning the image in the rearview mirror, Tony turned the steering wheel deftly, "It makes sense, Jarvis, help me write down the itinerary, fly to the Hoover Dam at three o'clock .”

"Sir, I have to remind you that you already have..." An elegant male voice came from the car stereo.

"I know, Lao Jia, you are getting more and more worried now." Tony stared straight ahead.

Jarvis said tactfully, "I bear the responsibility."

...she didn't seem to say anything.

Zhong Zixing adjusted his posture uncomfortably, resting his forehead with one hand and sighing.

As for Iron Man working tirelessly without sleep... well.

While Aerith's presence is worth staying up for any mechanic...

Zhong Zixing thought for a while and made a compromise suggestion: "Mr. Stark, it doesn't matter if my question is delayed. If you are willing to sleep after you come back, I probably know a way to get you to your destination in half an hour. .”

"Tell me?" Tony glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

Zhong Zixing took out his mobile phone, fiddled a few times to dial a number, finished speaking in a few words, hung up the phone and smiled mysteriously at Tony.

"Go to the Magical Congress of America first."

Wizards have done a lot of research on long-distance and fast teleportation. At least Zhong Zixing thinks that among the moving methods she knows, apparition ranks third in terms of convenience. occupy the top spot respectively.

Originally, Zhong Zixing just wanted to ask Rachel if anyone could give them a ride, but Rachel said that the Magic Congress of America has a subsidiary organization near the Hoover Dam, and they can arrive directly by the fireplace.

Zhong Zixing: "...why?"

Rachel said casually: "Oh, after the establishment of the Hoover Dam, the migration path of the Nessie monster was blocked, so every year, wizards need to design a special river for them, otherwise they will hit the dam, and it will be difficult to deal with."

Zhong Zixing: "..."

Yes, the Seventh District has been neighbors with water monsters and wizards for so many years, and it is God's blessing that nothing happened.

With such a strange mood, Zhong Zixing turned on the navigation all the way, instructing Tony to go to the location of the Magic Congress of America.After waiting outside a shop window for a while, a young brown-haired man hurried out of the shop, looked around hesitantly, and asked cautiously after seeing them, "Is this Miss Zhong and her friends?"

Probably because of his aura and temperament, even with sunglasses on, Tony Stark, who was casually standing in front of the store, was still so eye-catching. Some passers-by had already cast suspicious glances at them.Zhong Zixing was sitting on pins and needles waiting, almost bursting into tears when he saw someone coming, so he almost rushed to call his father.

Zhong Zixing nodded hastily: "Yes, may I ask that you were mentioned by Rachel...?"

Having said this, Zhong Zixing was suddenly taken aback.

Strange, Rachel clearly said his name, how could she not remember?

The brown-haired young man seemed not used to staring at others. He blushed a little, lowered his head and coughed, and held the documents in his arms tightly: "Yes, that's right. Let's go?" The last sentence he used was The tone of the inquiry.

... He seems to be used to people forgetting his name.

Zhong Zixing was a little embarrassed, so he could only nod his head: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The young man smiled, murmured "Sorry," and waved his wand in front of their eyes.

The scene changes instantly.

There is an open sky squeezed between the dazzling array of shops, and there is a towering stone building at the end of the steps. Wizards enter and exit this building in twos and threes, passing them in a hurry.

They climbed up the steps and walked into the hall full of magic atmosphere.With his hands in his trouser pockets, Tony looked up at the astronomical clock hanging from the dome with great interest. The sunlight glides on the rotating star track, the mechanical bird perches between the metal rings, and its outstretched wings rest on the marble floor. Up and down the delicate silhouette.

"Get in the elevator," said the young man.

It seemed that there were not many people on the floor they went to, and there were only three of them left when the elevator arrived.

Zhong Zixing felt that the other party might have some social barriers. When the other people in the elevator left, his expression was obviously relaxed. Although he was still shy and didn't dare to talk to them, so his concise and concise words seemed to be indifferent by nature.

Rachel seems to be quite familiar with him... Zhong Zixing thought.

Her eyes fell on the other party involuntarily, from his curly hair to the collar of his shirt, and finally fell on the documents in his arms——

"Sherlock Holmes???"

Entry permit application?

wait?What's the situation? EXOME? ? ?

Zhong Zixing was dumbfounded.

The familiar name dispelled the young man's restraint in an instant. He seemed to have found a colleague, and smiled happily at Zhong Zixing: "You also know Mr. Holmes?"

Zhong Zixing's expression was stiff: "He is very famous in England..."

"That's right! Have you read the book sales list released by the Daily Prophet! His deductive method has been at the top of the list for eighteen consecutive weeks!" The young man's eyes almost lit up, "Do you know that he is my idol? Knowing that he is coming to the United States, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep for several days..."

Listening to the young man's excited chatter, Zhong Zixing's eyes were emptied, and he felt that the world in front of him was beginning to blur.

Thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and finally Zhong Zixing just nodded and said dryly: "...Oh."

What can I say, I am also desperate.