A Little Thing in the Marvel Universe

United States, West Coast, California, Los Angeles.

In February, it’s still snowing in New York, but it’s already warm as spring here.

Peter had changed into a floral shirt and beach pants on the plane. He had flip-flops on his feet and walked with a swagger. Looking at this posture, if you give him a ship, he would dare to go to sea and become the pirate king.

Different from the elitist city like New York, the people of Los Angeles prefer nature and simplicity.

Walking on the streets of Manhattan, you will find that most people have serious expressions and hurried steps, fearing that if they stop for a moment, they will be abandoned by the times.And most New Yorkers are very concerned about their external image. Boys will wear neat oily hair, go to the gym to build muscles when they have nothing to do, and only eat a salad for lunch to stay in shape. Girls are even crazier, even if Even if you go out for 10 minutes to buy groceries, you still have to spend half an hour putting on makeup.New York is the fashion capital of the United States. This status is always unique, lofty, and unshakable. This spirit has been integrated into the bones of New Yorkers.

Los Angeles, the second largest city in the United States, does not have the suffocating oppression of New York at all. Instead, it is more like a prosperous liberal community.There are few skyscrapers here, and small houses of various shapes extend loosely and disorderly in all directions, connected by a developed road network.Here, it is normal to walk into an office building wearing jeans and sneakers, and people who work less seriously dress casually.Aesthetic?Sorry, it doesn't exist. What people in Los Angeles want is comfort, freedom and freedom.

To Peter, this was heaven.

But for Jessica, there are few places in the United States suitable for her to survive except New York.The reason is simple, she doesn't drive.

Considering she lost all her loved ones in a tragic traffic accident, it's completely understandable that she doesn't want to drive.But in Los Angeles, a city with almost no public transportation, not driving means it’s difficult to get around.

"How unlucky am I to be dragged into such a mess by you?"

Distraught, Jessica sat in the back seat of the car, gulping down wine.As long as you smell the strong smell of alcohol, you will know that the alcohol content is definitely not low.Fortunately, Peter, who was driving, had a super high metabolism and the alcohol concentration in his blood was always lower than the critical value. Otherwise, he would have been immediately checked for drunk driving just by smelling the smell of alcohol.

Belle and Jessica were sitting in the back row together, and the two of them had been sorting out the various clues that Jessica had found along the way.This is the most troublesome thing about investigative work. Regardless of whether the clues are reliable or not, you have to track them down.

The two of them stopped discussing until Peter drove all the way to 2311 Robles Street in North Los Angeles, parked the car, and the three of them walked into the apartment building that Alvarez had rented in advance.Walls have ears, and if you discuss these things in the corridor, your neighbors will inevitably overhear you.

"By the way, what's going on? Why is the elevator broken?" Jessica complained.

Peter fiddled with the seal on the elevator door, stared at the "out of order" sign for a while, and said, "Looks like it, it seems to have been broken for a long time."

But fortunately, they only live on the fifth floor, so climbing stairs is not a strenuous exercise.

"During this period, you can stay with Peter," Belle said to Jessica. "For confidentiality reasons, it is impossible to hire a driver for you. Taking a taxi is not that convenient in Los Angeles."

"Well," Jessica hesitated a little. She obviously didn't like working with someone with obvious excess energy like Peter, "I don't seem to have a choice."

"Hey, why do you say it like I'm a burden?" Peter said with a smile, "Whether we can work together happily, we have to try to know. Have you ever heard of Schrödinger's cat?"

Judging from Jessica's expression, it was obvious that she had never heard of it, but she didn't want to ask Peter. She just asked Belle with a smile: "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this kid? He seems to be mentally ill."

"He just doesn't know how to talk," Belle said. "Actually, he has a pretty good brain."

"Are you sure?" Jessica asked.

"Schrödinger's Cat, a hypothetical experiment proposed by Erwin Schrödinger in 1935 to explain the Copenhaben School's interpretation of quantum mechanics," Belle explained to Jessica, "a cat in a box Inside, there is a bottle of poison that may be leaked at any time, because we don’t know if or when the poison will leak. The only way to know if the cat is still alive is to open the box and take a look. What Peter means is, you have to Only after trying it..."

As they were talking, they turned the corner and went up another set of stairs, but unexpectedly met another group of people. They all stopped on the stairs looking back, seeming to be listening attentively to something, Jay. Sika accidentally bumped into the short man with mushroom hair who was walking at the back, wearing a bright plaid shirt and blue tight jeans.

"Ouch!" the mushroom-headed man exclaimed exaggeratedly, "This almost knocked me flying into space!"

"Okay, okay, we all know that you have been to space." A little man wearing glasses said, "If you can go again, then take Sheldon with you, and then don't take him with you when you come back. When I met him, I changed the letters from Hollywood to 'Howard Wolowitz went to space.'"

He said to Jessica again: "I'm really sorry, my friend didn't mean any harm, he was just having fun... Oh..." He wanted to raise his head and drive away from Jessica, but Jessica's height of 175c and the height of her heels , which made him feel a little overwhelmed with a height of only 165c, and he suddenly staggered. Fortunately, the tall man next to him, who looked like a thin bamboo pole, supported him, "Ah, thank you, Sheldon, I just suddenly felt a little dizzy," He whispered, "Don't tell Penny what just happened."

"What happened just now?" the bamboo pole man known as Sheldon asked with a confused look on his face: "Leonard, do you want me to keep it a secret for you? You know I'm the worst at keeping secrets! Every time I want to keep it a secret Sometimes, my facial muscles will twitch involuntarily. Last time you asked me not to tell Raj that his dog ate at our house last time..."

"Da da da da da da da da!" Leonard made a series of noises out of his mouth in desperation, trying to interrupt his companion's unobstructed speech, because an Indian named Raj was next to him. Eyes widened.

"If you want to use Morse code, then your clicks are a disgrace to the training I have given you for so many years!" Sheldon said with a look of disdain on his face.

"Raj?" Belle and Jessica came over. When they heard the name, they suddenly asked: "Dr. Rajesh Kusapally?"

"Do you know me?" Raj asked in surprise, forgetting about his dog for a moment, turning to his friends with a smile on his face and saying, "Did you see? There is a beautiful woman here who actually knows me!"

"That's not necessarily true," Sheldon said seriously, thinking hard, "I think it's more likely that Howard's robot research produced epoch-making results, and then the first thing he did with the new robot was to mess with you."

Huo Huade cooperated with Sheldon's words, pretended to hold the remote control in his hand, pressed it on Belle, and said: "Hey, Siri, spit at Sheldon!"

Belle imitated the voice of the robot very cooperatively and said: "Error: 404! The digestive system is not yet equipped and cannot use any digestive juice secretion function."

"Oh, I like you!" Sheldon said with eyes shining: "You were the one who explained Schrödinger's Cat just now, right? You can speak with a robot voice, and you also understand physics. We have a lot of things to play with! Do you want to go to my room and see my rocket?"

"Sheldon, I've explained it to you countless times. Don't say such strange things, others will misunderstand you." Leonard said helplessly, "I'm really sorry, he didn't mean anything strange, he's just a nerd."

"Besides, you've already fallen in love with Amy," Raj helped. "Take her to see your Rockets! This lady knows me. If she likes to watch Rockets, she should go to my house to see my Rockets." ."

Jessica, the veteran driver, obviously understood these words beyond the literal meaning. She looked at Belle with a confused look on her face. She obviously wanted to ask something, but she didn't know where to start.

But after all, they were sitcom characters, and Belle didn't expect them to say anything serious.

She was not surprised to see this group of people here, because she had already met Raj eight years ago.

"Dr. Kusapally, in 2008, I met you at a reception hosted by People magazine, 30 under 30 to watch. At that time, you were not You dare to talk to me, at least not before drinking."

……

When acquaintances meet, they naturally talk more, and Jessica looked obviously confused and unhappy. According to his childhood habit, when the people around him are in a bad mood, Sheldon will definitely prepare a cup of coffee for them.

Jessica was holding a coffee cup and standing in the living room of Apartment No. 4a, looking at the room full of people and feeling a little overwhelmed.

"Where is this going?" she asked Peter in a low voice.

"I don't know either," Peter and Jessica hid together by the wall, chatting quietly: "But this time Belle and I are indeed here as exchange students. I'm going. It seems to be the research group of Dr. Hofstadter, the one with the glasses. It should be the Indian research group that Belle is going to, astrophysics and the like."

Penny, Amy and Bernadette were chatting at home while waiting for a few nerds to come back from the comic store.As a result, not only did their boyfriends return, but also three strangers.Penny, who is familiar with various events in the entertainment industry, recognized Belle at a glance and immediately "exposed" her various public identities.

When she said this, everyone immediately felt that Raj's image was much taller. No one expected that someone at the level of a national goddess would actually remember his name.

"You kid can do that!" Howard teased Raj, "Why didn't I hear you mention that you knew the child stars back then?"

"She was only 11 at the time!" Raj quickly defended, his brown face turning red, "I don't want to be regarded as a pedophile!"

On the other side, Belle and Penny were asking about how Raj cured selective mutism.

"This is really interesting," Penny said with excitement, "I know a powerful psychic, and she gave Raj a magic medicine that can make wishes come true." When she said this, she couldn't help lowering her voice, " According to Raj, it cost a lot of money, but his family is quite rich, and his father, an obstetrician and gynecologist, paid for it anyway."

"A magical medicine that makes wishes come true?" Belle couldn't help but become interested.

This is different from what's shown in the TV series.But considering this is the Marvel Universe, there's no telling if there really is such a heaven-defying artifact.

"It's said to be so, but I haven't bought one either. It's either very expensive or you have to pay a higher price than money," Penny said mysteriously, "If I could afford it, I would definitely be an Oscar-winning actress now. "

"I wonder if this medicine charges according to the difficulty of realizing the wish?" Leonard interjected: "I just wanted to grow taller, but the price was ridiculously expensive, so I gave up."

Although their voices were not loud, Peter, who was extremely sensitive, heard them.

"A magical medicine that can grant wishes? The wish to grow taller?"

Peter thought about it.

He still remembered that last year, on the eve of Independence Day, on the top floor of the hotel where a group of them stayed in Washington, Belle said personally that as long as Peter grew taller than her, she would consider being his girlfriend (Chapter 24).

He murmured softly: "Should we find a chance to go and see it?"