I used to believe in science

Antoinette had already contacted Professor X before coming to the school, so when they arrived at the gifted youth school converted from the manor, the door was open and unimpeded.

Steve drove right in, onto the only road wide enough for a sports car.

There is a dark blue Lamborghini oncoming on the opposite side, on this not spacious road.Steve could only slow down and pull over, trying to leave a place where a car could pass on the other side of the road.

When the two cars passed by, Antoinette inadvertently glanced at the other car. The black film made her unable to see the face of the other car, but the outline was unintentionally a girl.

It was just an ordinary wrong car, and Antoinette shouldn't have had any thoughts, but the moment she passed by and caught a glimpse of that figure, she was inexplicably shocked, and her whole brain went blank.She didn't know why she was like this, but at this moment, there was only one thought in her mind to 'catch her'.

She wanted to be close to the owner of that car, to meet her, to know everything about her.

A sharp screech of brakes rang in her ears, and a hand on her shoulder jerked her back, jerking her back into reality.She woke up, looked back to see Steve's surprised and terrified expression, and then realized that she would have jumped out of the car if she hadn't opened the passenger's door if Steve didn't stop her.

"What's the matter with you?" Steve asked her with a frown, his hands still on her shoulders without letting go.

"I... I don't know." Antoinette wiped her face and shook her head. When she said the words, she felt a mess in her mind, making her incoherent, "I don't know, I think... ...the car just now... I think..."

The other hand was on Antoinette's other shoulder, forcing her to turn to Steve, those blue eyes looked directly into the bottom of her heart, and the firmness contained in them stabilized Antoinette's chaotic heart, she Finally, I could hear the other person say "Slow down, genius, your thinking is too fast."

Antoinette stopped, she didn't know what she had said, but the bewildered expression on the other side made her understand that she might be talking nonsense just now.

"Do you want to go after that car?" Steve asked.

This is an important question, Antoinette thought, and it made no sense, but her heart was clamoring to catch up with the car.

"Miss Stark." Before Antoinette wanted to nod, there was a knock on the car window, and she rolled down the car window to see the black lady who was bending over to look at them with rare long silver hair. Looking at them with a gentle smile, "Why stop here? The professor is already waiting for you."

"Who was that car just now?"

"That's just a visitor, who used to be a student of the professor." The other party answered her, without any change in expression and could not see any questions. "Do you know her?"

That's the problem, she doesn't know that person, whether it's reason or feeling, she tells herself that she doesn't know him at all.

Antoinette looked back at Steve. The latter looked at her with the meaning of waiting for her decision written all over her body. She turned back to the lady outside the car again. She raised her eyebrows and looked at them suspiciously. Finally, Antoinette exhaled, "We'll go right away."

She clasped her hands together, the trembling had stopped, and her sanity returned.

The girl called Oloro led the two of them to the headmaster's office, where Charles Sxwell was waiting and had made two cups of tea.

"Long time no see, Nettie." Charles beckoned to her and motioned her to sit next to her. This gesture gave Antoinette a strange sense of familiarity.

She walked over, but Steve didn't follow.

"Captain America, eh?" Charles smiled at him.

Steve nodded. "Just call me Steve, Professor Xavier."

"Charles, captain." Steve stopped at the door, looked at them politely, and Antoinette didn't express any opinion on this, so Charles understood and said to the storm girl waiting outside the door, "Oloro, take the captain around Go around?"

After Steve closed the door and disappeared, Antoinette breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the professor. Charles smiled and waited for her, until then he said firmly, "You come for help."

"Yes." Antoinette readily admitted that there is no point in lying or going around in circles with a telepath. "Have you read the news?"

"Yes, but in case I have misunderstood, would you mind telling me?"

It took a while to tell what happened, but Antoinette was quite calm.

She knew that the outside media insisted that she might leave a psychological shadow or even ptsd on this matter, and she really should. The owl court is terrible, and this case even involved two superhero groups and an FBI team.But the fact that she's trapped in the courtroom's labyrinth has less of an impact than she'd imagined, perhaps because the prisoner was unconscious most of the time, or perhaps because she was accompanied by a superhero throughout the escape.

"...so what do you want me to do?" Charles listened in polite silence the whole time, asking patiently when she stopped for tea. "You seem to be handling this well."

"That's not what I want to ask you." Antoinette hesitated and swallowed the details of what the head of the owl court told her, and said vaguely, "I had a serious answer at that time. Flash, I remembered some fragments of when I was kidnapped."

If Charles had any thoughts about what she said, he concealed it well, still maintaining that listening posture.

"Thank you for the psychological counseling at that time... My memory of that incident is very vague... But the flashback fragment made me a little uneasy..."

At the time of the kidnapping, Tony was not involved at all. When he came from Aso, the matter was over, and their parents kept silent about the child itself. All he knew was that Antoinette had received a considerable shock and completely closed himself off.Howard had no choice but to seek help from the strongest telepath of his generation.So Charles, as her psychiatrist, must have obtained very complete case information from Howard or Antoinette's mind.

Antoinette raised his head and looked at him pitifully with his eyes wide open. That kind of expression has been defeated repeatedly, and almost no one can resist it.

Charles' face was calm, but the corners of his eyes twitched twice, "So you want to ask the ins and outs of that case back then."