[Comprehensive Yingmei] Pengwen walks readers

Bucky struggled to climb the wooden ladder leading to the attic, which was still a bit of a struggle for the ex-HYDRA agent now that he had short arms and legs and a sack of bread in his arms.Fortunately, Steve poked his golden head out from the small trapdoor, trying to reach out his little hand towards him.

"Come on!" Steve whispered, and Bucky reached him, and even shrunken, with his superhero serum powers, little Steve yanked him up.

"I always feel that you have bought more food at home these days." Bucky patted the ashes on his knees, and handed the paper bag to Steve by the way.Steve took it and took a look inside, and clicked his tongue: "I'm so generous!"

"I remember you weren't rich enough to buy 6 buttered rolls back then, right?" Bucky was already hungry, he took out a roll and sniffed it, "Mmm... delicious, I'm familiar with this taste, this is The signature butter roll from the bakery around the corner. We used to love this."

"Jacob's Butter Roll!" Steve took a big bite, and was shocked by the familiar delicacy, "This is it!"

Bucky quickly got rid of the one in his hand, and then took another piece from the paper bag: "...Hey, let me say, Steve, you won't be moved to tears—"

"……I do not have."

Steve lowered his head to study the paper bag in disguise.

Bucky patted his best friend's shoulders that were not broad at the moment in understanding: "It's okay, I can understand, how many years have passed, and I have returned to the past, and tasted the familiar taste of childhood. I was also very moved just now, although I don't have the same emotion as you Delicate people cry, but there's nothing shameful about crying—"

"Bucky." Steve bit his lip and looked up, his eyes were red and he lowered his voice, "I've eaten the lucky mustard butter roll that Jacob only makes once a day!"

Bucky's hand on his shoulder stiffened.

Ah, Jacob's Love Lucky Mustard Butter Roll, one a day, the people who eat it are painful and happy.

"It means that good things will happen to you." Bucky vowed.

Steve wiped away his tears with the back of his hand: "I think the best thing right now is for Rocky and Tony to come back and save us quickly. It's too shameful to eat my bread that was stolen!"

Bucky shook out the newspaper he brought back: "Whose name did you call just now, Loki? Did I hear you right? You don't count on Thor, you count on Loki?"

"At least I think Loki is a bit more reliable than Thor... at this time." Steve leaned over to read the newspaper with Bucky depressingly, "Any news?"

"Tony found Howard." Bucky pointed to the corner of the front page, "The media has speculated for many days, about Stark's illegitimate child and lover coming to the door and so on - it sounds like Howard is going to face a storm. "

"Yeah, a bright son like Tony, and he—"

"It's 'her'." Bucky corrected kindly.

"Sorry, I'm still not used to it, gods and magic or something. And her, a lover like a female Loki?"

Bucky imagines Rocky playing his mistress: "Enough for Howard to drink a jug of."

"I remember that the relationship between the two of us there was always awkward. In the end, Howard didn't want to live in the same house with Tony when he moved to the island." Steve was really worried about the two friends, not like Bucky was also a little gloating, "I hope they can reconcile here."

"It would be better if you come back to pick us up after reconciliation."

Bucky turned the newspaper to the last page: "Come and play Sudoku?"

"Be careful." Tina told Newt carefully, "They are very alert, you must subdue them with one blow - but don't hurt them, the stun spell can be used, pay attention to the angle when using it, don't let them be blown out And then the head hit something sharp—”

"Okay, I know, honey." Newt was a little nervous when she said it, "just two kids who abused the Time-Turner, nothing happened."

"In fact, these are two children with adult minds, if my client's description is true." Sherlock pointed out.

Tina shot him a glare. "Please keep quiet while we're on our mission, Mr. Detective. We only brought you out because no one at home could watch you."

Sherlock lowered Tina's vigilance with a friendly smile: "It's as if you can watch me if you bring me out."

Tina began to seriously consider what level of torture for Sherlock was above the bottom line for dismissal.

Newt could easily see what his wife was thinking, and quickly put out the fire: "Mr. Rogers and Mr. Barnes are still watching."

Tina is alert, yes, and there are two No-Maj watching!

"You two open the door and go in," Tina directed the good guys in Brooklyn, "just act like nothing happened!"

Barnes looked at Rogers uneasily, and the blond and thin young man squeezed his palm.

"Where did you go today?" Barnes asked loudly after Rogers unlocked the door, and Rogers said as calmly as possible: "Watching a movie."

After Barnes entered the room, he looked around cautiously. Behind him, Tina and Newt, who had cast the Disillusionment spell, slid in silently. Rogers pulled out the chair as usual and sat down. The table that should have been placed on the table As expected, the newspaper disappeared.Barnes walked into the kitchen, and the buttered rolls they bought for the kids upstairs were nowhere to be seen.

"Keep talking." Tina gestured to Rogers, and Barnes suddenly remembered that the door was still open, but the curly-haired detective standing outside the door with his arms folded, looking bored watching a good show, suddenly put his hand on the door frame and stopped him. over him.

Sherlock responded with a mocking smile to the two wizards in the room, who had not found anything so far, cleared his throat, and a low London voice suddenly sounded: "KONCK, KNOCK, KNOCK."

dong dong dong.

Rogers, who was still talking to himself, was startled, and Tina and Newt, who were listening to the movement upstairs, were also startled. Tina turned her head and glared at Sherlock, who had exposed her existence. He shrugged innocently, Then step into the house.

"Hello, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Barnes, my clients." He casually took off his coat and hung it behind the door, then closed the door, and the click could be heard upstairs, "I am invited to investigate the theft. "

Tina almost gave him a passout.

Sherlock shook his head, pulled out a chair and sat down amidst Rogers' nervous greeting.

A magic goldfish is still a goldfish.

How can you catch those two little devils who are very good at hiding as usual?

Dinner, chatting, falling asleep as usual, it doesn't make any difference, the brats will just continue to plan some weird things in the attic that they can't control at all.

But what if it was him, "from the Victorian era" and "the greatest detective in the world" (Sherlock automatically ignored Poirot's fat, curly hair) among the two future populations, appeared?

Could they not help poking their heads out to take a look?

As long as they poke their heads out a little, just a little...

"Young bachelor, sick, looking at these medicines, it's messy. A friend visits frequently, and the extra tableware is obviously different from the overall style-but the decoration taste is okay. You should have studied art, but your mind Not in art..." Sherlock picked on Rogers' house calmly, "Is there any tea?"

Tina glared at Newt who got up subconsciously.

"Yes..." Rogers stood up, "Lipton?"

Sherlock showed a disgusted expression: "Tsk, Americans who drink tea made from teabags."

Barnes responded tit for tat: "If I remember correctly, Lipton is a British brand?"

"That's right, we invented the tea bag, but don't you also choose to spread the so-called American spirit to the rest of the world—even if you don't really believe it?"

"I believe it!" Rogers frowned.

Tina didn't stop the quarrel that was about to break out. She listened intently to the movement upstairs, her face serious.

Steve grabbed Bucky: "Forget it..."

"He's so bad!" Bucky said angrily, pointing at the trap door across the stairs, "You go to make tea for him and you can pick and choose - like to drink or not, what's wrong with Lipton, I've been drinking Lipton since I was a child ! Used to him!"

Steve kept stroking Bucky's back and smoothing his hair: "Okay, you know that he has this kind of virtue, he is more like the Sherlock from the BBC... But, uh, your favorite Poirot Isn't it the same hairy?"

Bucky retorted: "Borona is elegant and stylish!"

Steve: Yes, yes, you're right.

"I'm going to take a look," said Bucky. "He must have curly hair and a long face! The old Sherlock Holmes isn't like that, and neither is the Tony-looking one!"

Steve wanted to stop it at first, but then he thought about it, the three of them downstairs are sitting in the living room, it is impossible to look up and see the attic trap door opened a small gap——

Bucky gently moved the wooden door a little, lay down on his stomach, and put his eyes on the gap.

It happened to meet a pair of brown eyes.

Tina blinked, then raised her wand.

"Steve." Bucky's voice was unusually calm, "Take your wand, and anything else that can serve as your shield, we've been spotted, ready to fight."

"At this time, if there is a mechanical arm, it is another way of fighting." He opened the trap door, took the wand and cast a curse he learned from Chelsea downstairs, "I will put the Smash the trapdoor and rush down."

"Don't!" Steve yelled subconsciously, "It's very expensive to repair the door!!!"

"Don't!!!" Rogers, who was downstairs, also yelled, "My stairs——!!!"

Sherlock picked up the teacup calmly and took a sip of the black tea made from Lipton teabags.

"Tsk," he said with disgust, "American."

"Of course I don't believe it, but magic exists because it can happen!" After Tony yelled at Howard in the car, he turned to Loki expectantly, "Show him your original appearance!"

The beautiful black-haired woman sitting in the co-pilot studied her nails: "This body's magic power is unstable. Once it changes back, it can't be transformed again. It's good to be a woman. I will not change. Why do you not change?" ? Don't you have a wand?"

"..."

Tony didn't have much class at Hogwarts, and spent his time building generators with Banner.

He muttered in disappointment: "Unreliable crying evil god." After that, he looked at Thor who was sitting in the back seat, gnawing on a hamburger like a child: "Be shocked, let the electricity go!"

Thor happily responded to his friend, grabbing his sticky hammer with his greasy hand, and smashed a hole in the back seat of Howard's new car.

"If I hadn't been sure that you were my own son, I would have tied you to a coil for experimentation!" Howard yelled and jumped up, "Get out of the car!!!"

After waiting for the distraught Howard to park the car, they stood in a row in front of the Rogers house.

"Is this the home?" Howard wondered, "There are two little wizards in this home?"

"Yes, that's right." Tony confirmed.

There was the sound of glass breaking in the room.

Howard frowned, and knocked cautiously on the door.

"We have guests!" shouted a man with a British accent in the house, and then a woman's scream: "How dare you open the door—" and a child's laughter: "Steve, it's funny how this spell works!"

The door opened, and a man with curly hair and long face was looking down at them and holding a teacup. After taking a sip of black tea, he let them into the room filled with various spells: "An inventor, a pan-gender person, another young wizard who has rejuvenated himself There is a child who is finally normal—he came to look for those two little ghost heads? They are fighting, and they will stop after a while, please sit down first, there is only Lipton black tea here, don’t be disgusted, because it is useless.”

Loki laughs, pointing at Thor, whom he calls a "normal kid".Howard stared blankly at Steve who was fighting Tina with a wand in one hand and a pot lid in the other.

...Tesla, save him.