Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

It was late in the day and nothing was gained.

Stanis, with a bad face, obviously didn't find what he wanted, but he must not believe that Tony really destroyed the evidence.Lowes gave him a gloomy look before getting into the car.

"Erth, you promised Jason." Rogers had to speak out.

Lowes started the car, "I remember."

After returning to the apartment, Lowes sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone, staring at it for a while.

"Would you make that call?" Rogers asked.

"No." Lowes didn't want anything to do with S.H.I.E.L.D., or Hydra, in his life.Who can tell them apart?

He sends a text message - is Anthony Edward Stark alive?

Rogers watched his movements and slowly frowned.

Lowes looked at the phone.

"Yes."

The reply to the text message was not slow, and Louas's spirit suddenly relaxed, his head hung between his knees, and he gritted his teeth.

Rogers couldn't help but hug him and pat him on the back.

Lowes was silent for a long time before raising his head again, his face remained unchanged.

He tells Howard that Tony will be fine, tells Pepper Tony that he will be fine, and even tells the AI ​​that Tony will be fine.But no one told him if Tony would really be okay...

He warned himself not to be contaminated with some things from his previous life, no.The ending of preventing the Howards from dying was too simple, so he let down his vigilance.

This time, he is still the same.Obadiah Stanley is the source of the disaster, so I just need to kill the source of the disaster.However, the gentle environment made him relax his vigilance and chose not to directly intervene in this matter.

He knew that it was not a good thing to leave the jackal alive, but he didn't kill the spark faster.

The Afghan kidnapping incident is ahead of schedule, and there are countless uncontrollable variables.Whether it will be the same as in his previous life, he was never sure.

If there are too many ifs, he dare not reveal them at all.The tense nerves were only relaxed at this moment.

Howard is still alive, if S.H.I.E.L.D. really doesn't intervene and Tony dies, the price will be too great.His mind was all day long, but in fact, only this moment was really clear.

"Where did I put the heart-saving pill?" Lowes took a few deep breaths, and finally smiled weakly.

Rogers cursed, "In the room!!"

Lowes staggered to his feet, his eyes darkened for a while.Rogers turned around, "Earth!!"

'boom--'

The last thought of Lowes before he passed out was, next time, he should bring the heart-saving pill with him.

The sickle was surprisingly hot for a moment, Rogers hissed, looked at the thing in his hand angrily, and threw it hard.

Then the feeling of all his strength being drained suddenly hit him, and the hot feeling directly burned his bone marrow from the chain.

He knelt down tremblingly, looked at Lowes who fell on the ground with blurred eyes, and gritted his teeth.

No, no, no!Erce, can't die!

He fumbled for the phone that Lowes had thrown aside, struggling to send a message.

Strange sat on the piano stool drinking without turning on the light.There was news on the TV, saying that Stark's whereabouts were still unknown, and some experts speculated that it was probably more ominous than good.

He put down his glass heavily, raised his hand and turned off the TV.

The phone buzzed, and he turned his head to look at it.

In the next second, he stood up from the piano bench and rushed to the door.

Lowes knew that he couldn't die, but he was really surprised to see that the person next to him was Strange.After thinking about it, he also figured it out.

At that time, Strange was the closest living person to him, and Rogers' choice was not abrupt.

Looking around the ward, Lowes didn't see Rogers and hit his head back on the pillow.

Sure enough, I was angry.

"Don't look, it's only me." Strange said coldly.

Lowes didn't answer, and after a while, "Thank you."

"Send me a message when you're free, don't you have time to put the Xinjiu pills in your pocket?" Strange's face was livid.

Lowes frowned. "You're a doctor. Is it appropriate to be so aggressive?"

Strange threw away the newspaper in his hand, "Just like you, you still want to become a doctor? Can you?!"

"I've had four heart attacks. You're a doctor, so you don't know about my situation?" Lowes turned his head sideways.

"You'd better draw your picture honestly." Strange said in a bad mood, and after a while, "I'll add a few verses to your piano lesson, don't starve yourself to death."

Lowes sighed.

"...Besides... do you have any other family members that you can inform?" Strange seemed to have finally realized that he was not very friendly to patients, and lowered his voice.

Lowes hummed, thinking of many people in an instant, and paused, "No."

"...No one?" Strange himself was alone, but he didn't show any obvious emotions.

"No." Lowes tried to sit up.

"You need to observe for another half day." Strange reminded.

"I still have something to do..." Lowes paused when he saw Rogers floating out of the wall.

"Do you want me to notify everyone that you are in the hospital?" Rogers' voice was stable, his face was stable, and he was abnormally calm.

Lowes lay back obediently, "I'll stay for another half day."

Strange sneered.

There was silence in the ward.Lowes wanted to ask Strange to leave, otherwise he would not be able to talk to Rogers.

I don't know if he saw his plan, Rogers turned around and fell into the wall.

Lowes...tsk.

"The military has never stopped looking for Stark." Strange said abruptly.

"...Are you comforting me?" Lowes raised his eyebrows.

"I'm just worried that you'll have another heart attack." Strange frowned, "I don't have so much time to spend with you."

You don't need to accompany me... Lowes secretly thought.

"The whole of America is watching, and you are not the only one missing." Strange was silent for a while, and then added.

"...Are you single all year round?" Lowes tilted his head.

Strange's face darkened, he got up, the chair made a huge movement, and left the ward with a bang.

Lowes put his hands in his hands and finally left.

"Steve," he called softly.

no response.

"...Steve, I know I was wrong." Lowes pouted, "Steve...don't ignore me."

Rogers floated out from the wall, met Lowes' innocent face who had never been defeated since he was a child, and pursed his lips, "Do you know that if I don't do anything, you won't die?"

Lowes flinched.

"You know I won't do it, so you torment yourself at will?" Rogers' voice became calmer.

Lowes flinched, "I know I was wrong."

"Erth Law, do you know that if you kill you, I will come back to life." Rogers continued.

Lowes grabbed the quilt and shrunk down.

"I am the biggest beneficiary when you die. Do you know what that means?" Rogers asked.

Lowes rubbed under the covers.

"This means that if you die, I will be the murderer. No matter how you die!" Rogers said fiercely.

Lowes covered his face with the quilt.

Rogers drifted closer, "Are you so relieved of me?!"

Lowes let out an ah, and buried himself under the quilt without hesitation.

"Can you hide like this?" Rogers laughed angrily, buried himself in the quilt, and stopped.

Lowes looked at him with his lips pursed, his eyes were red.The shimmer of light coming in from the quilt made everything indistinct.

Rogers' Adam's apple rolled, unable to speak.

Lowes tugged on his robe tentatively, "I know I was wrong. Don't be angry."

Rogers' lips trembled, and he looked away.

"Do you know how I feel when you're down there and I can't even lift you up?" Rogers said hoarsely.

Lowes pursed his lips and stopped pretending to be pitiful.

"Ers, don't die." Rogers closed his eyes and whispered, "Don't let me be the one that kills you."

Lowes stretched out his arms to hug him, but only hugged a ball of quilt.

Rogers was in a stalemate with him for a while, and stared at him shrugging off the quilt in his arms.

Sighing, Rogers raised his hand and rubbed his head indiscriminately, "Okay, I won't kill you anymore."

Lowes looked aggrieved.

"..." Rogers reached out and hugged him, folded his arms into his body, looking strangely intimate, "I shouldn't kill you. It's not your fault. It's okay."

Lowes rubbed his cheek against the quilt, and let out a muffled hum.

Rogers closed his eyes behind him, and it took a long time before he let go.After opening his eyes, there was only peace.

Strange dawdled back at noon and brought lunch.

Lowes was coaxed to sleep, unable to recover while holding the quilt.

"Wake up and eat." Strange threw the lunch box on the table.

Rogers patted Lowes for a moment.

Sure enough, Lowes opened his eyes wide and slammed the lunch box towards Strange.

Strange was caught off guard by the soup and his face was distorted.

"Get lost!" Lowes said coldly.

Strange was too angry to speak, pointed at Lowes with trembling hands, and slammed the door again to leave.

Rogers raised his hand and scratched his chin, puffed out his cheeks and exhaled.

Lowes retracted the quilt again, closed his eyes, and breathed regularly.

Rogers kept crossing the quilt and hugging him.

First, you must remember not to make any big noises when Erth just wakes up.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lowes sat up with the quilt in his hands, yawned, and touched his glasses to put them on.

Back to normal.

Strange changed his clothes and reappeared in the afternoon when Lowes was told he could be discharged from the hospital.

That look seemed to kill Lowes alive.

"I'm sorry." Lowes said calmly, "I'm a little angry about getting up."

The corner of Strange's mouth twitched, "Get in the car!"

"Oh." Lowes didn't expect that he came here on purpose to send him home.

After arriving downstairs in the apartment, Lowes saw Pepper sneaking around the door with a headscarf on.

He paused, "Strange, please stop."

Strange hummed.

"I see someone I know." Lowes thought Pepper was kind of cute.

Strange snorted coldly, "I only saw my acquaintance downstairs in the apartment, why didn't you see it at the entrance of the hospital?"

Lowes put his hand against the car door, and glanced at him speechlessly, "What can I do so that you don't get angry?"

"..." Strange held back for a while, "I want my painting in three days."

Lowes... "I'm a sick man."

"Anyway, you don't need to... have any other plans this week."

Lowes was quite satisfied, he didn't directly say that he didn't need to draw for Stark anyway, "If you don't have too high requirements for quality, it's fine."

"Can you let me out of the car now?" Lowes pushed the locked door.

Strange unlocked, "Go away."

Lowes paused when he stepped out, and endured it.

"Pepper." He patted Pepper on the back, scaring him.

Lowes grabbed her wrist to stabilize her, "Be careful."

Pepper patted his chest, and stuffed the information in his arms into his arms, "This is all the details of the second-party transactions that Stanis concealed from the group and terrorist organizations.

I'm not sure who the deal was, but..."

"It's useful." Lowes held her trembling shoulder.

"Useful?" Pepper's eyes were red, "I mean..."

Lowes frowned, hesitated for a moment, pulled the man into his arms, and circled him, "These are very useful. Pepper."

Pepper grabbed him by the collar, choking so hard that he couldn't finish his sentence, "They said...that if the kidnapping lasts more than 24 hours, the chances of people coming back alive are very, very low."

Lowes fought back the feeling of tears seeping into his clothes and touching his skin. "Tony will be fine."

Pepper sniffed, trembling slightly, "He'll be fine."

"Yes." Lowes patted her on the back imitating Rogers.

Strange didn't know when he stood inside the gate, watching them from a distance with a calm expression.

"Shall we go up and talk?" Lowes looked back and patted Pepper.

"No, I...I can't...I can't stay here." Pepper wiped away tears. "Stani may be watching me. He didn't leave Tony's house today. I can't stay long."

Lowes couldn't tell her directly, now, whether she leaves or not, it doesn't make much difference.

Anyway, he was being targeted.

"Now we can even notify the military directly." Rogers floated back from a distance, and his dignified expression made Lowes confirm his guess.

After sending Pepper away, he rejected Rogers' proposal.

"If Tony is dead, there is no problem with the notification." Lowes glanced at the surrounding streets and the pedestrians passing by, "but he is still alive."

Rogers squeezed his hands, "Are you going to deal with those people alone?"

"..." Lowes was in a daze.He forgot.

He now has no strength to bind a chicken, no strength to bind a chicken, no strength to bind a chicken.After reading it a few times, he said, "Send Pepper a letter and ask her to sort out all the equity that Tony collected before, and I will use it at any time.

Also, if Stanis wins over her, say yes to him. "

Rogers randomly submerged a passerby's mobile phone and sent the message.

"Did they notice which car I got out of?" Lowes asked when Rogers returned.

"No."

Lowes hummed, put the documents in his coat, looked around vigilantly, and walked to the hall.

Strange pressed the elevator as he approached, "Trouble?"

"Can you keep this for me?" After entering the elevator, Lowes pulled the document out of the bag and handed it over.

Strange raised an eyebrow.

"It may take a while," Lowes pondered for a while, "I can give you several paintings."

"A few paintings, and you want me to get involved in something that seems dangerous?" Strange reached out to take the document in his hand, flipped through it, and smiled.

"I can make you rich directly, without sponsorship." Lowes reminded, "One day, you will be very grateful to me."

After all the temple, poor.

"I'm pretty sure I don't need to. Well, never be Stark's lover," Strange stared at him. "I'm not helping Stark's lover."

Lowes twitched his face, not knowing where his circuit was.

Rogers couldn't laugh this time, he stared at Strange, thinking about something.

"...I have never been. I won't be in the future." Lowes felt that he needed to be rescued again at any time, "You can change your request."

Strange clamped the file, "Don't fall in love with me."

Lowes... "What?!"

Rogers was shocked.

"You like men." Strange looked at him. "I'm straight. We've only known each other for a week, and you even gave me this kind of thing. In your words, deductive reasoning?"

I believe you because you are the future supreme mage.Lowes smiled, "Relax, you're not my type."

Rogers...

"That's all?" Lowes raised his hand against his mirror frame and took a deep breath.

"At the moment." Strange smiled.

"...I just want you to keep some things. Although there are certain risks, but... I will not be held hostage by you forever." Lowes gritted his teeth.

"I know." Strange nodded, "but now, you can't refuse."

Lowes felt he shouldn't have approached him.

"Why a man?" Lowes couldn't help asking as he got off the elevator first.

Strange closed the elevator door, "Intuition. Am I right?"

"..." Lowes...

Rogers picked at his own robe.

"There is a word on the Internet called deep cabinet." After returning to the room, Rogers said surprisingly.

Lowest's hand was stuck taking off his coat, "Who are you talking about?"

Rogers pointed to the top.

Lowes twitched his face, "Steve, it's better for all of us if you stay away from the Internet."

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