I used to believe in science

Steve didn't realize what was going on at first, and when he heard the scream, he saw the little girl rush out, and then he saw the person lying on the ground outside through the window.

There was a commotion in the library for a while.

He struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and wanted to go to help, but just as he reached the door, he bumped into another rushing person.

Antoinette hit him like a cannonball, and he had to stand still and hold the opponent to prevent him from falling, and the blood-stained hand of the opponent accidentally pressed a red handprint on his chest.

But now is not the time to worry about these.

When the other party saw that it was him, he quickly gave him instructions, "Seal the entire library!"

Then she left him and rushed against the crowd to the upper floors of the library.

When Antoinette reached the third floor, there were not many people on the upper floor. What happened just now spread rapidly through the screams of people downstairs. Standing by the window and looking down, Antoinette gasped for breath while standing at the top of the stairs, trying to keep himself astonished as he quickly swept past everyone.

When she had a quick glance at the victim's situation, she obtained some limited information. The pen on the victim's throat was brand new, maybe it was a temporary intention, but Antoinette was more inclined to be premeditated, so she was trying to find this Ri doesn't seem like a regular customer.

Perhaps the horrific bloodstains on her body could help her at this time.She walked in without concealment, walked past the desk for self-study, walked past the crowd, and noticed whether there were people between the bookshelves.

Most of them flinched at the sight of the blood on her front and hands, whispering, and terrified when they made eye contact with her.

These people are not the people she is looking for. She knows how the person she is looking for will react. He may refuse eye contact and pretend to be afraid, but body language cannot be concealed. People who can do such things are not Not really afraid of her.

She walked over row after row of bookshelves and walked towards the rearmost window. According to where the victim fell, she should have fallen from this window.So she chose here as a starting point.It was a corner, no one was there, one window was open and the curtains were blowing out from the air conditioner.

She stood there for a while, closing her eyes like her own victim, looking at the scenery here, then turned her head, standing behind her alone, suddenly a pen poked her, and she flipped out along the window...

She opened her eyes suddenly, followed the traces left in her eyes, and looked for the possible retreat route of the assailant until she reached a corner.Antoinette saw a person standing at the end of the bookshelf, flipping through a book.Antoinette glanced at the art district.

So she stopped and asked cautiously, "Hi, classmate, hello."

The other party ignored her at first, but when she approached him to an arm's length, the other party turned his head.

The first thing Antoinette saw was a cold light.Then someone pulled her shoulders and pulled her back, and she sat on the ground unsteadily.The cold light flashed across her eyelids almost at the same time.

Behind her, Steve warned, "Be careful!" and he ran over her, after the man who had just attacked her.

Antoinette quickly got up and chased in that direction.

When she followed her footsteps to the safe passage, she heard a muffled sound coming from the corridor.She jumped down a flight of stairs in a hurry, and at the corner saw Steve on the stairs below, twisting the suspect's arm and pinning him to the ground.After hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked at her without even breathing.

Tony is unimpeded in the FBI building.He just walked in smoothly after the guard pulled off his sunglasses to identify himself and signed his name.He hasn't been here before, but that doesn't mean he can't find a place.

Familiarly touched the corresponding floor, walked through the corridor, and saw the sign of the BAU Hotchner team, so he walked over.

At the glass door he bumped into a round girl with curly hair wearing a top hat and a brightly colored dress holding a pink pen with a big pompom on the end .

She was turning her head to talk to someone when she came out, so he stopped to avoid bumping into each other.

The girl turned her head, stopped when she saw someone in front of her, and subconsciously apologized "I'm sorry..." Then she paused.

Tony saw her mouth open slightly, staring like she was about to drop her eyeballs.So he smiled politely at her.

"You...you are..." The girl adjusted her glasses, and restrained her expression by the way, but her stuttering language still revealed her shock, and it took a long time to spell out the complete sentence "You are Tony Star gram?!"

Her tone finally rose.Tony had to reassure him because someone was already looking at them.

So he took off his sunglasses, winked at her, and held up a finger.

So the girl lowered her voice, but still couldn't hide her excitement, "My God, today must be my lucky day."

"Hey, nice to meet you too, ma'am..." Tony said, looking through the glass door.

"Garcia, sir, my name is Garcia. I'm a big fan of yours."

"Miss Garcia." Tony stretched out his hand, and the latter hurriedly held it and put the other hand up after a while. Tony could feel her excitement from the degree of her grip, "Relax, I often Come on, don't be nervous."

They were talking, the glass door opened again, and another woman with black hair and wearing a black suit poked her head out "Garcia, why do you..." She stopped in the middle of her words, because she noticed that there was another person, And quickly recognized the well-known face "Are you, Mr. Stark?"

"Yes."

"My name is Emily Plantis." To Tony's comfort, this lady was not as fanatical as Garcia. She only showed a little surprise at first, then remained calm and quickly guessed that he appeared Here's the reason for "Are you here for Netty?"

"Yes."

"She's here." The woman named Emily pushed open the door to let him enter their large office area, pointing to a seat facing away from the door.Tony quickly recognized the target of his trip from the over-the-ear short hair and familiar back, so he nodded his thanks to the guide.

As he walked towards his sister, he heard Garcia behind him repeat in a low voice, "That's Tony Stark, the living Tony Stark."

He walked behind Antoinette, but the other party didn't notice his arrival, so he stood on her left side and patted her right shoulder with his hand.The person sitting first glanced to the right as he expected, but didn't see anyone, so he was stunned for a second before turning his head to look at him.

Then Tony saw her expression, from bewildered to surprised to pleasantly surprised, quickly took off the earphones, stood up and asked blankly, "Hi, why are you here."

"Hey, I miss you a lot too." Tony opened his hands and tilted his head and smiled at his sister, until she rolled her eyes and leaned over to hug him before explaining, "I have something to do in DC, by the way come and see."

"Working?" Antoinette frowned at this understatement. As the capital of the United States, Washington is a real administrative city. In her impression, every time Tony came here, it must be related to some departments, so she Concerned, "Is there any trouble? About Iron Man?"

Since the Iron Man suit made by Tony was exposed, all parties are looking for trouble for him.

"It's nothing, Pep can handle everything." Tony glanced at his mouth casually, and shifted his gaze to her desk and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I encountered a case at noon today, and I'm writing a report." Antoinette replied.

Tony reached for the report before she knew it, raising an eyebrow. "Paper file? Seriously?"

"We have our own rules." Antoinette took out the half-written report from him, and said before the other party protested, "The unclosed case cannot be leaked to irrelevant civilians..."

"This is the rule." Tony took the following words for her, then rolled his eyes with the same style as his sister, and then shook his fate and asked, "When will it end?"

"Uh..." Antoinette glanced at the one-page report and was a little hesitant. She might have to write for an hour, but experience told her that it was unwise to keep her brother here for an hour. The result is that he will be surrounded by crazy fans in the technical department downstairs, and the worst result is that he will flirt with the women on the entire floor within one hour...

——The picture is so beautiful that I dare not think about it.

Antoinette felt tired after thinking about it.

Then she was saved.

"I can help you."

The voice came from the opposite side of her table. Reid, who had been sitting there silently before, pretending to be air, raised his hand, swallowed when Antoinette and Tony looked at the past at the same time, silently withdrew his hand, and repeated without confidence, "I Help you write the report, I was also there."

"But..." Antoinette hesitated a little, she didn't want to trouble others.

But Rhett took the initiative to take the stack of papers from her, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

At this moment, Antoinette seemed to see the little wings and halo behind Rhett.

So she opened her arms and hugged the little angel who saved her across the table.The latter stood up stiffly in her embrace, and said in a tense voice, "You're welcome?"

When Tony finally took his sister out of the door as he wished, he bumped into Garcia and Emily who were still standing outside the door. The former was holding the latter's arm, showing a nervous smile as they walked by.

Antoinette followed behind his brother, showing a smile mixed with apology and gratitude as he passed Emily.Then she catches up with Tony and asks, "What do you want for dinner tonight?"

"I want to eat something home-cooked." Everyone heard the simple answer from the world-renowned local tycoon, the inventor of the Iron Man suit.

When Morgan came back with a few cups of coffee, he saw Garcia standing at the door twisting Emily's arm, and then looked at the little doctor standing blankly in his place, feeling as if he had missed the [-]-episode TV series. plot.