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The other side of the wall, but did not continue to appear for a long time.The Avengers looked at each other in blank dismay—the black mist disappeared as before?or...

"Zemo's inside," Iron Man said suddenly, and then he yelled, "Open the door!"

Wanda saw the obvious panic on his face. Just as the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel took out the key, Tony blasted open the iron door with a gun.

"Are you crazy Tony?" cried the captain, not quite as aware of Tony's latest gaffe as Scarlet Witch.

Iron Man rushed into the room, only to see Zemo sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the intruder.

"You know Tony Stark." Zemo frowned, "Sometimes I wonder if you are a masochist. If I were in your position and met someone like me, I wouldn't care anymore he."

"I'm not like you, Zemo," Tony said. "You've lost the courage to love others, but mine is still there."

"So that's the consequence?" Zemo sneered.

"Tony," the captain said, stepping into the room, "what happened, what did Zemo mean?"

"Doubt creates estrangement," Zemo said suddenly when Tony wanted to be ambiguous as before, "Arrangement creates conflict, and conflict breeds betrayal." He sneered at Tony, "You'd better speak up, Tony Stark."

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"Okay, let me say." In front of Tony were the only remaining Avengers. Scott, the Winter Soldier and Spider-Man were sent to another room. In front of them were all friends who had been with each other for a long time. Under the gaze of Tony More and more uncomfortable.

"Zemo and I," he paused, "we met, a long time ago, when I was a kid."

"We've never heard you mention it," said the captain.

"Of course," Tony sneered, "I forgot myself."

"Why?" The Scarlet Witch asked suspiciously.

"Well, you know there's something called traumatic amnesia, right?" Tony said, "That's it, inside and out."

-

When Zemo opened his eyes, he thought for a moment that he hadn't time-traveled, but was still in the previous cell, because he was still lying down, and there was no moonlight shining in from outside, and even the bed was equally narrow.But immediately, when the lights came on, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"You're late," Little Tony pointed at his watch seriously, "23 minutes."

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"Oh, that's not what I expected." Zemo sat up, and Tony immediately handed him a glass of—er, milk?

"I heard that people will have various sequelae after time travel, such as thirst, dizziness and so on. So I prepared something to drink for you." Tony said, his tone was cheerful, with a hint of asking for credit.

"Thank you, Tony," Zemo said, and after a few sips of milk he asked, "How did you know that?"

"From here." Tony dragged out a large stack of books from under the bed, picked up the top one, and handed it to Zemo casually.Zemo picked up the book and found that it was an article discussing the feasibility of time travel and its impact on people. The author came to a conclusion after reasonable speculation, that is, when traveling through compressed space and time, the functions of the human body can be damaged, the most obvious one being dehydration and the resulting dizziness.

"You're from the future," Tony said on the bed, and sat down opposite Zemo, "so you must have experienced time travel, right? You don't look uncomfortable, but I don't know how you feel."

"I... don't feel any discomfort." Zemo said, "It's like falling asleep. When I wake up, I am in reality. When I fall asleep, I am here."

"Oh," Tony said, "It's not the same as what's in the book. I'm going to find..." He flipped through the book to find the author's name, "Well, Adam Flores' trouble."

Zemo laughed.

"Hey, I'm standing up for the truth, there's nothing funny about that!" Tony protested.

"Well, that's not funny." Zemo echoed Tony, before asking, "So... what are our plans for the birthday boy this year?"

Tony straightened up subconsciously, with a faint smug look on his face: "Tomorrow, to be precise, today, Mr. Zemo," he paused, and Zemo stared at him without blinking, "I'm very happy It's an honor to invite you and me to the Brooklyn Tech Show, and I, for a little invention, were invited."

"Wow," Zemo opened his eyes wide. He reached out and hugged little Tony. "You are really amazing."

"Oh, I know you know this all too well." Little Tony said, a smile couldn't stop appearing on his face.

-

"Did you just see it? Or did something else happen?" the captain asked, his expression serious.

"Oh, nothing, just met a few times, slept a few times, and then he pushed me into the sea - to be precise, dragged me into the sea by strangling my neck, I survived and became a genius scientist , it's probably like this—”

"You love him," Scarlet Witch looked a little disbelieving but suddenly realized, "You fell in love with Zemo, before, didn't you?"

Tony's expression was a little stiff, he moved his lips, and then put on an ugly, nonchalant expression: "Oh, of course, once, I liked him quite a bit before he dragged me into the sea."

"You still love him, don't make us blind, Tony," said the captain.

"So, Tony." Vision said, "Now Zemo, back in the past, you met you when you were young. For you, it is a memory, but for him, it is the past that is being experienced."

"Probably." Tony spread his hands, "I guess that's part of this huge shit."

The captain thought for a moment, he looked at Tony and said, "Listen Tony, I know how you feel about Zemo now—"

"You know it's strange."

"But now, at least now, he wants to hurt you."

"Oh, he doesn't just want to hurt me," Tony twitched his lips. "He wants to hurt everyone in the Avengers. This is an indiscriminate attack."

"So," the captain continued with difficulty, "I think the relationship between you and him can easily affect the entire alliance, and you should not get involved in anything related to Zemo."

"Oh, of course, it's very reasonable, it can't be more reasonable, I'm still wondering when you guys will bring it up." Tony looked a little nervous, he glanced around immediately after speaking very fast, " Is there anything else? I'll go first."

"Tony, we need more details." The captain said.

"Oh, more details, so I don't have to recruit all the details of our bed, haha." Tony laughed dryly, but no one responded to him.

-

"So we now..."

"Sleep! It's only twelve o'clock, I don't want to be sluggish tomorrow." Tony turned over and wrapped himself in the quilt, closed his eyes, and after a few seconds—before Zemo could react—he quickly got up and pulled out his The quilt was thrown over Zemo's lap, and he continued to fall asleep as if nothing had happened.

Zemo was stunned for a few seconds, he probably understood what Tony meant, so he touched the soft hair on Tony's forehead, lay down with his back to Tony, and closed his eyes.

About ten minutes after Zemo fell asleep, he felt the person behind him move, and a hand was placed on his waist, but it was light and almost weightless.Tony didn't do anything else until he fell asleep.

He didn't kill Tony Stark's parents, Zemo thought at the end, but he did something worse.

what is that?

Zemo woke up before Tony, and gently put Tony's hand down, stood up and looked around the room.There is not much difference from last year. The clock has changed from a beige clock to a black clock with a Star Wars theme. The position of the bedside table has become more regular. There are a few more strange iron bucket-like dolls on the table. Zemo carefully Observing, I found that the iron bucket seemed to be armor worn by a person—could this be the Iron Man in Tony Stark's heart?

Pressed by a small metal helmet—it must have been removed from a doll—was a piece of paper with a silver border. Zemo moved the paper a little and found that it was an invitation to a science and technology exhibition.

Glancing under the bed, Zemo saw that it was almost full of books.He took out a few books, most of which were intermediate books related to mechanics and astronomy.

"Are you reading my book?"

Suddenly a head poked out in front of Zemo, Tony opened his eyes and looked at him teasingly.

"Of course," Zemo put down the book in his hand, he suddenly wondered if Tony Stark thought of him in the future, so he asked: "Tony, if a person, he created many powerful munitions. Then, other people use these munitions to kill good people, many innocent people, so is the person who made the munitions a bad person?"

"Of course not," Tony immediately denied, "He just made the munitions, and he didn't kill the people. He—" He paused, hesitated: "Does that person know that the munitions he made hurt so many people? ?”

"I know." Zemo said briefly.

"Then he's really bad," Tony said. "There's no limit to bad. He should think about who to sell those arms to. Arms are not used to kill good people."

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"That's right," Zemo said without expression, "Arms are not used to kill good people, nor are they used to kill innocent people."

"What's wrong?" Tony asked suspiciously, he saw Zemo stunned for a moment.

"Nothing." Zemo replied immediately, he smiled and rubbed