Jarvis who has seen through everything

After coming out of the office, Jarvis received a call from Peter.

The two had a brief discussion on the phone, and decided to gather at the school gate, and then go around together.

Peter was faster than Jarvis. By the time Jarvis arrived at the school gate, Peter had been waiting there for a while. He was leaning against a tree and making a phone call.

Seeing Jarvis coming, he waved his hand, said a few words to the phone, and hung up.

"It's Harry?" Jarvis asked casually after hearing a few sporadic words.

Peter nodded, "Yes, he is still complaining to me about the two of us studying in the UK together." He shrugged, "However, he said that he might come over next weekend and come to see us .”

Jarvis nodded, "Have you called Aunt May?"

"I called last night." Peter's expression drooped suddenly, he paused, and said, "...I also asked about Agent Coulson by the way..."

Jarvis blinked, a little surprised.

"Aunt May sounded a little surprised, because she thought I didn't know she had a friend." Peter continued: "I asked her if she knew this person, and she said yes, and then I didn't ask further."

He looked a little downcast.

Jarvis: "Why don't you ask?"

Peter: "... I don't know, maybe I don't know how to ask, it's too embarrassing."

Jarvis knows the word embarrassment, but he has not personally experienced what kind of emotion embarrassment is, so there are some things he can't understand.

He looked at Peter blankly.

"Why the embarrassment?"

"..." Peter was taken aback by this question, and he scratched his hair, "That is, if Mr. Stark has an affair with someone, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to ask him?"

Jarvis shook his head honestly, and said, "I know more about him than he himself, so I never need to ask him."

Peter was puzzled, "Why are you so clear?"

Jarvis: "He is under my surveillance 24 hours a day, and I know every move he makes."

"..." Peter felt that he had heard it wrong, "You monitor, Mr. Stark?"

The two were strolling on the side of the road, and there were retro Gothic buildings on both sides of the road. Jarvis walked forward side by side with Peter with his pockets in his pocket. Hearing this, he nodded and said casually, "Yes."

Peter's expression was blank for a second, "Does Mr. Stark know this?"

"Of course he does."

"But." Peter couldn't help but said, "Don't you think it's weird? Although your son is under 24-hour surveillance, there is no privacy at all."

Hearing what Peter said, Jarvis suddenly remembered that in an ordinary family, it would not be possible for a son to monitor his father 24 hours a day.

"...Probably, I'm used to it." Jarvis said, "It's been like this since a long time ago, and the two of us have always gotten along like this."

"..." Peter had to admire the deep affection between the father and son.

This kind of aimless walk was somewhat meaningless, and the two decided to check the map to see what attractions were worth admiring nearby.

The London Bridge is some distance away, so the two decided to go there in the afternoon, and in the morning, they decided to go to the British Museum.

The British Museum is the place with the most collections in London and is known as one of the four major museums in the world. It houses many cultural relics and treasures from all over the century in a wide variety.

However, it is a pity that the two of them did not have that kind of appreciation for various cultural relics in a deeper sense, and they only stayed at various famous paintings for a little longer, and Jarvis was more interested in those books and manuscripts. Interesting, but those are in the National Library, only a few are in the British Museum.

After coming out of the museum, the two of them didn't feel tired at all. It was almost noon, and they decided to go to a nearby fast food restaurant to solve their food and clothing problems casually.

The two packed up the hamburger and fries they bought, found a bench in the square and sat down.

"British dark cuisine..." Peter couldn't help sighing after taking a bite of the hamburger, "Even the taste of the hamburger is so ordinary."

Jarvis is not very picky about eating, it may have something to do with himself, food is not attractive to him, so even if the taste is average, he can still eat it.

"I can cook." He said, "If you don't like the food here, I can cook in the future. I think my skills are not bad."

Peter couldn't hold it back for a while, showing a big smile, "I will have a little too, I can cook with you."

Jarvis nodded indifferently.

Peter didn't know why his mood suddenly became so good. He smiled and was about to say something, but before he could say anything, the spider sensor sounded, and his expression changed.

"Unfortunate!"

Peter stood up, "I'll leave for a while, Jarvis, wait for me here."

"what happened?"

Peter looked around, "There are dangers around here, I want to go there."

As he spoke, he locked on to a direction, raised his feet and ran towards that direction.

"I'll go with you." Saying that, Jarvis followed closely behind, and ran into the distance with Peter.

The two turned around and found an alley. Just as the two were about to go in, Peter's spider sensor suddenly stopped working.

Peter frowned strangely, and finally walked into the alley.

Jarvis was still holding the hamburger in his hand. He tried to hack into the network here to get the monitoring, but this alley was too remote, and there was no monitoring.

After entering the alley, there was no one there. In the dark alley, except for the garbage bins full of garbage, there was only a skinny black dog lying on the ground and yawning lazily.

Peter also looked around, but did not find any suspicious clues.

Jarvis looked at the black dog lying on the ground, and couldn't help thinking of Haha who was far away in New York. Haha was raised by him to be very 'healthy', but this stray dog ​​was so skinny and his hair was dull. , It's a happy life just by looking at it.

Compassion suddenly appeared in Jarvis's heart. He knelt down and put the untouched fried chicken in the bag together with the bag in front of the black dog.

The black dog glanced at him lazily, then casually looked away and yawned again, lay down on the ground and closed his eyes to sleep.

...It is also quite embarrassing.

When Peter turned his head, he happened to see the scene where Jarvis showed love but was not appreciated.

Don’t even stray dogs eat begging food these days?

Unwillingly, Jarvis pushed the fried chicken forward, then watched the black dog stretch out its paws with bright eyes...and pushed the fried chicken back.

Jarvis's expression suddenly became extremely aggrieved.

Peter looked at him amusedly, "Let's go?"

Jarvis looked at the dog reluctantly again, stood up, and left the alley with Peter.

After the two left, the black dog also stood up and left.

Half a minute later, it ran back and took the bag away, then left again wagging its tail...

……

"For the London Bridge, take this road, and it will take about half an hour on foot." Jarvis checked the map and pointed to a direction.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?" Peter asked.

Jarvis thought for a while and replied, "Read a book in the apartment, then bake some desserts, and visit the neighbors nearby."

Peter felt that something seemed strange, but he couldn't figure it out. He suppressed the sense of disobedience in his heart and said, "You can go to 221B across the way first. This morning, someone there has been looking at us curiously."

221B?That's where the brother of the 'government clerk' lives.

Jarvis nodded.

The two passed a square. There were not many people in the square, but there were many white pigeons staying beside the fountain in the center of the square, and there was an old woman selling a lot of red balloons.

Jarvis steps up and buys one.

Peter waited for him in place, and after a while, Jarvis came back with a red balloon in his hand.

Because he retains a childlike curiosity about many things, Jarvis is always willing to do a lot of things, just like now, he holds a balloon in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face, like someone who got sugar child.

Peter stood there with his hands in his pockets, watched Jarvis walking towards him, and laughed infectedly.

"Like balloons?"

Jarvis nodded with a smile, his eyes curled up with a smile, "I bought this for the first time, and I like it very much."

Suddenly Peter couldn't help feeling sorry for Jarvis. He guessed that Mr. Stark must be too busy to give Jarvis a happy childhood. See, a balloon can make him so happy.

Mr. Stark is such a jerk!

Peter couldn't help but condemned in his heart.

"How about I take a picture of you?" Peter took out the camera from his backpack, shook it, pointed to the fountain and the white dove, "Stand there, I'll take a picture for you."

Jarvis widened his eyes slightly in surprise, and nodded vigorously.

He has never been the only one taking pictures of others, and no one has ever taken pictures of him.

Photo freezes.

Under the sun, in front of the fountain in the center of the square, a young man with dark brown hair stood straight in front of him, raised his right hand and held a red round balloon, smiling very happily, his two big eyes narrowed and curved , a little cute, surrounded by dozens of white pigeons, or flying or staying around him, the beauty is breathtaking.

作者有话要说：饕餮扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-08-0811:21:27

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There is one more chapter today, but, um, I guess it won't be thick and long.