[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

When Pep came in with a large stack of documents for the boss to sign, he saw that Tony had cleared the desk and used it as a temporary workbench, and was busy working on it with a screwdriver and sleeves rolled up.

"What are you doing? Is that Captain America's shield?" Pep walked over and asked suspiciously after looking at it for a while.

Tony's suit jacket was draped over the chair, the sleeves were casually rolled up to the elbows, and there was a little stain on it. This expensive shirt was about to be ruined. He even wiped the sweat on his head with the collar indifferently: "Yes, I'm attaching a magnetic attachment to it."

"I remember you installed it before, and then took it off again." Pep asked strangely.

"Yeah, because the cap told me later that this thing kind of broke the balance of the shield."

So Pep didn't understand even more: "Then why did you put it back on?"

Tony shrugged, and continued to look down at the work in hand, the screwdriver was twirling in the tip of his left finger: "Compared to being robbed of his love, I guess it is more acceptable for him to get used to the new balance. "

Pep didn't really understand what he meant, but she didn't intend to figure out the Avengers' set of things carefully, so she turned over the page and put the document on the table so that Tony could read it and sign it , I sat on the sofa next to me and waited.

She picked up the newspaper that was casually thrown on the sofa, and then saw the headlines on it, and rubbed the center of her brows with a headache. This news kept their legal team busy all morning.

"I'm sorry, Pep," Tony said, looking up and seeing her holding the newspaper.

"No, you're not sorry at all," Pep replied, and sighed. "You can't buy the Daily Bugle either, and it will allow other people to attack you for trying to control the media."

"You always deprive me of fun, Pep, why haven't I fired you yet?" Tony raised one eye and glanced at his most trusted assistant, jokingly said.

Pep replied without thinking: "Because you still need me to remember your social security number, birthday and management company."

"That's what it sounds like."

Tony signed some of the contracts and grants, drew circles on some of the other technical reports, and then he heard Pep ask with great interest, "So, how is that girl?"

"..." Tony paused for this, almost breaking a military contract for a new type of fighter, and then he sighed loudly, "I'd rather you not ask."

"Why? She put you in the police station once and made headlines."

"Then you should know what a disaster this whole thing is."

"Oh." Pep showed a regretful expression, "Do you need another appointment? I can arrange it for you."

"No! It's just a sale." Tony shook his head quickly, "Just once, and she didn't leave me any contact information." He paused after saying this.

As a friend who has known him for many years, Pep watched him widen his eyes a little in horror, and asked worriedly: "Tony?"

"God." Tony wiped his face. "I didn't even ask her name."

And the other guy on the headlines was harassing Talia on the phone.

【Thalia! ! !They say I'm Stark's girlfriend!Hateful Daily Bugle! 】

"Isn't this great?" Talia was in a happy mood. Although the dating process was not satisfactory, the result was much better than expected. Talia was very satisfied with it. It seemed that the bloody hero saved the beauty. The drama never goes out of style, if I knew she would have transferred [-] teams from the Assassin League to help.

[They say I'm Stark's girlfriend, what's wrong? ! ] The voice on the other end of the phone sounded quite shocked.

"In various senses." Thalia replied patiently, walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking at the busy traffic outside. "You have already taken the lead in terms of status, which is very conducive to the next action."

[...I think the meanings of the words girlfriend and old enemy are completely different in human society, and there is no intersection at all. 】

"Actually, it's not that different. Anyway, you have to get close to him, get to know him, and understand his thoughts and behaviors..." Thalia said.

[…] The little girl on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and when she spoke again she was thoughtful [You are right, a person’s love reaction is determined by the chemical reactions of endorphins, dopamine, hormones and adrenaline Yes, endorphins can be obsessive, dopamine can be high, adrenaline can control the heart rate, hormones can be obsessive... and I did get my heart rate up and my nervousness when I saw Stark. 】

"You're still attached to him." Thalia lured her step by step, hoping she could understand the true meaning.

[Yes, you are right, I should use this to get close to him first, maybe I can also make him fall in love with me, so that he will be obsessed with me, and then we can turn against each other, hate each other because of love, love and kill each other Drama. ] The little girl murmured at a fast speed, without giving Thalia a chance to speak, she came to a conclusion on her own and was very happy [Thank you, Thalia, I'm going to class, bye. 】

Talia opened her mouth, but only heard a beeping busy tone from the phone, so she closed her mouth again, optimistically hoping to correct the child's wrong views when she had a chance in the future.

So she put away her mobile phone, turned her head, and said to the shadow in the room: "I sincerely hope that you are here to relive old dreams with me, my love."

"I've come to confirm one thing with you." The shadow moved a bit, and a larger shadow separated, and walked to the light, with a monster-like low voice, "About the Red Hood."

Thalia sighed. "I think you already know the answer."

Batman was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, there was a trace of anger in his calm and reserved voice, "What did you do to Jason?"

Veronica turned around after hanging up the phone and saw Tim Drake standing not far from her.

Thanks to Thalia for the reminder, she is in a good mood now, and even wants to do a few more things, so watching the extracurricular competition team feels so cute.So she kindly asked, "What's the matter, Drake?"

"Uh...it's like this, the team members entrusted me to tell you about our extracurricular homework..." Recently, there are so many extracurricular homework that he can't go out with Batman every night, although Bruce doesn't understand Expressed his understanding, but he felt very guilty about it.

"What's wrong with the homework?" Veronica sat down on the chair, picked up a pen and twirled it while showing the most caring expression she could show: "Is it a bit difficult?"

Before Tim opened his mouth, Veronica continued: "You have to know, this competition is very important, and I know that you also attach great importance to it, otherwise you would not find me. So even if it is a little difficult, I guarantee it will be a good thing for you the best."

"We understand..." Tim nodded "but..."

"That's great. I'm relieved to see you guys are so enthusiastic." Veronica smiled at him kindly. "I still have some sets of questions from competing schools in Queens and Washington. Yes," she reached out to search in the drawer, and found a stack of papers, "not many, only seven or eight sets."

Tim: ...