The Death Knell

While Peter was trying his best to communicate with the girl, Jessica was not the only one who was silent.

On the top floor of the tallest skyscraper in Manhattan, a short man with a mustache was sitting in the dark, holding a wine glass with a solemn expression.

The silence lasted for a long time, and was then broken by a string of extremely fast ‘tech rap’:

"Jarvis, adjust the 37-R function to the default value and recalculate. The collision between antimatter and normal matter will definitely annihilate it. The problem of variables here can be ignored for the time being. We need to use the Rosen Bridge theory to create singularities. It is not For any kind of space travel, 'closing the door' is the top priority."

"Recalculating, the estimated time required is 18 hours, sir." Jarvis's voice sounded from above his head: "By the way, Miss Potts is here, she is very unhappy after knowing that you have been drinking for three hours. "

Tony hurriedly hid the empty glass and wine bottle under the sofa and said viciously: "You actually betrayed me? I will redo your system and add a rule not to betray my algorithm to her!"

"But sir, you gave her the same level of authority as you a few years ago. While you can know what she is doing, she should also be able to know what you are doing. This is called weight equivalence. Do you want to Wanting the same level of authority but having different rights is a logical conflict."

Jarvis expressed his position very calmly and made sense.

The helpless Mr. Stark opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Just when he was trying his best to form words, Pepper had already entered with the sound of the elevator door opening.

"Did you start drinking again?" She quickly walked to the sofa and put her hands on her hips, with a very helpless expression: "The last time you thought you would die from promethium metal poisoning, you started drinking to drown your sorrows, and you even gave me Roddy gave me a suit and appointed me as CEO or something, what are you going to do this time?"

Tony moved to the other side of the sofa and turned sideways as if he was a little guilty: "Rody is my good friend, so what's wrong with giving him a piece of clothing? Besides, appointing you as the CEO of Stark Industries is I have made the wisest decision in recent years. You are indispensable to the fact that we were able to achieve profit margin growth even after shutting down the arms production line."

Potts rolled his eyes, held the edge of his skirt and squatted down:

"foot!"

"oh."

Tony lifted his legs and made a gesture of lying on all fours on the sofa.

Little Pepper took out the wine and cup from under the sofa and put them on the coffee table in front of her. She looked at Tony with her big eyes for a long time, and finally sighed: "Tell me, this time you encountered something that you can't solve." ?You seem to be frightened."

"What? It's a joke. I'm the genius Tony Stark. How can I be afraid?" The man with the mustache stood up and planned to leave: "Now please excuse me for a moment. I'm going to change the underwear that made me wet because I was scared." .”

"It's not funny at all." Although Pepper said this, there was still a smile on his face: "By the way, you called me during the day and sent someone to visit the victims of the Baxter Building car accident. I asked Ha Pi went there, and according to what he said when he came back, there was a girl who was in very bad condition."

Tony stopped and raised an eyebrow: "Is it about money?"

"The Baxter Group will compensate for all medical expenses. It's not about money." Little Pepper raised her hand and smoothed the long hair beside her ears: "That girl's family members died in the car accident. She witnessed everything with her own eyes. Now I have severe post-traumatic stress syndrome, and I am immersed in my own closed spiritual world every day."

Tony probably knew it well. He still remembered the girl who was rescued from the car by Deadpool.

"Since it's not about money, I can't help much. I'm a scientist, not a psychologist... But maybe I can get Captain America to see her in a few days. The old man is best at that. Ideological work, maybe if he talks to a girl, what if the child suddenly wants to fight for the free world for the rest of his life?"

Pepper slapped him angrily and told him to be more serious. Who among the children today still behaves like Captain America?

Little girls are now obsessed with Iron Man, and this dead man is still here pretending to be confused.

"Ouch! It hurts."

Tony shrunk his paws and acted hypocritically.

Of course he understood what Little Pepper meant, but now he really didn't have that intention.

The cosmic rift around Mars has been expanding these days, and you can't expect other people in the Avengers to help with technology. He's under a lot of pressure.

"Anyway, if you agree, I'm going to ask the company's charity fund to allocate some money to hire a psychiatrist for her." Potts is used to his boss's daily tricks, as if he didn't see Tony being 'injured' He looked like a man and continued talking about business.

"Why should a child hire a psychiatrist? When I was her age, I was already in Hollywood. If I had any depressing things, I would just go out and meet my friends..."

Halfway through the words, Tony got a revelation. By the way, even though the girl's family had all passed away, she should have friends and classmates. At least the shy boy he saw that day was obviously greedy for her body. The adolescent boy was very willing to do it for her. The female classmates worked hard.

He himself is an example, but the 'effort' he put in back then was called U.S. dollars. The loser boy looked like a poor boy working. He would definitely not be able to make money, so he would have to rely on his liver.

To put it bluntly, it means spending time with someone, and eventually becoming a member of the dog licking community.

But so what? Every little girl whose whole family has died should have a licking dog next to her. After all, sociologists believe that animals can speed up the healing of a wounded soul and provide new spiritual sustenance.

Thinking of this, Tony had an idea:

"Jarvis, hack into the New York education system of Midtown High School, search for a boy named Peter Parker, and project the information for me to see."

The AI ​​allocated some computing power, and in the blink of an eye, optical projections floated in front of Tony.

"Well, this kid has won many grand prizes in technology competitions. Look, he also has winning records in robot competitions." Tony pinched his beard and looked at it one by one, and pointed at Little Pepper beside him: " It’s just that he obviously took the wrong path. Look at this ‘Biology Research Competition for Middle School Students’. Why did he participate in that? The topic was to observe the growth of garlic? Haha, boring.”

Pepper crossed her arms: "You are really bored when you check this, right?"

"No, don't be so hasty to jump to conclusions." Tony smiled and blinked, as if he was sure: "I knew that Peter was that girl's classmate that day. I discovered some new information today. Tomorrow they will visit Oslo as a group. This is a great opportunity to impact this industry..."

"Don't do stupid things, it will be on the news." Little Pepper quickly reminded that although she had become CEO, she could not leave Tony alone and still took care of him as she did when she was an assistant.

Tony waved his hands nonchalantly, with a confident smile on his face: "Don't worry, the children all like me, I have a plan."