Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

"So, now, can anyone say exactly if we fell into his trap or not?"

After a short period of confusion, the Avengers formed a circle and began a meeting.Tony spoke first.

"Is the decision we made what he expected us to make, or was it our own decision?" Banner exhaled with a complicated expression.

"Are we fighting against him, or have we become a tool in his hands?" Natasha clicked her tongue, a little annoyed.

Saul didn't speak, just watching the fun.Barton was stuffing cookie after cookie.

Rogers was at a loss for words from Jarvis's confession.

The atmosphere was inexplicably depressed.More or less, everyone present felt like a moth that had hit a net, was tightly entangled, and could not get out.

"Perhaps, this is his purpose." Jarvis glanced at them and spoke after deliberation.

After becoming the focus of attention, Jarvis spoke while organizing his thoughts: "Because of his relationship with Mr., I have almost all his life files here. When Mr. and him were younger, I have no way of knowing.

But after I was born, his information was kept by me as important data. "

"I know it doesn't sound realistic at all to say that now.

But, no matter how I analyze it, I don't think he is a..." He circled his hands, as if he couldn't find a better word for a while.

"Bad guy." Jarvis finally chose the simplest word.

"..." Tony fell silent.

"But he is not a good person." Natasha reminded the person whose position began to shake uncontrollably again, "Hydra, trading illegal items, human experiments, and developing extremely lethal weapons without a license.

Dropped us in the gutter a few times and never gave up causing huge trouble for us and our now stable society.The chaos and conflicts were all caused by him. "

Jarvis nodded subconsciously and stopped talking. -;'''';''

After a while, Rogers, who was thinking for himself, suddenly realized that everyone's eyes were on him.He took a breath: "Now, we just need to continue doing what we think is right.

Everything that cannot be seen will not be seen clearly just because we stop and look at it.Staying cautious and not flinching is the way to go. "

"So, plan to continue?" Barton finally stopped the hamster-eating movement and raised his head.

"No." Rogers smiled, "We have Saul now."

Saul put down a leg that was on the table: "It seems that you need some help."

"It would be great if you came." Rogers raised his eyebrows.

"That's how it should be." Thor swung the hammer.

So bad luck happened to the button.

Lowes smiled when he received the distress signal.

He found the gift he had prepared in advance and wandered off to Xavier School for Gifted Youth.

Wanda left the class, her eyes widened slightly when she realized that it was Lowes.She thought Lowes would never see them again.

"How are you getting used to it?" Lowes sat on the bench by the school's artificial lake, with a pink box of medium size in his hand.

Wanda turned her gaze away, sat on the edge of the bench, and taunted, "It's as if if I say badly, you will take us away."

"Sorry. I don't have room for you." Lowes pushed the box toward her. "A present. Don't tell Pietro I didn't have his."

Wanda said nothing, as if sulking.

"Eventually we'll all find our place. Like this one in the box, like you and Pietro." Lowes patted the box gently. "It just takes a little patience, tenacity, and time."

"Did no one ever tell you that you do your own thing, you are so superior, and your attitude of turning people around is so disgusting?" Wanda couldn't help it, "You are not us, what right do you have to decide how we choose?

Is this interesting? "

Lowes hummed, it seems that the siblings are very resentful to him for leaving them behind.

"Have you met Rogers?" Lowes asked after waiting for a while.

"Huh—it's unbelievable." Wanda grabbed the box with one hand, stood up and strode away.

"Beside him is the only place I want." Lowes leaned back in his chair, hands on his knees, "and I don't like anyone taking that place. Do you understand?"

Wanda stopped and turned around: "...you are not a kid anymore. Don't you know that pulling his braid will only make him hate you instead of noticing you?"

Lowes laughed. "I never pulled his braids."

"Then, what are the buttons for?" Wanda frowned. She said that the news was crazy.

"Perhaps it's time to let you know that he has defected." Lowes rubbed his neck and smiled meaningfully, "He almost strangled me."

Wanda didn't believe a word of him: "If he defected, you must have forced him."

Lowes smiled and sighed secretly that the little girl knew him quite well.He got up, took advantage of his height and patted the top of her hair: "Relax, it will be fine. Don't worry about me."

Wanda opened his hand: "I don't even want to enter your consciousness. It must suffocate me in there."

Lowes put his hands in his pockets: "Wait a little longer."

Wanda pursed her lips: "You can't play with the people who love you like this. One day, they might really hate you."

"Do you hate me?" Lowes raised his eyebrows with a hint of meaning in the corners of his eyes behind the frame.

Somehow, Wanda saw Rogers' feeling from his simple little action.She froze for a moment, bit her mouth: "It's up to you."

This time, she really walked away.It's just not annoyed.

Lowes slightly tilted his head and sent her off: "Eat well."

Wanda waved.

Before the distance was too far away, Wanda couldn't hold back, and quietly touched Lowes' consciousness.

It's something she's never done.She has always been a little afraid to touch his consciousness, after all, it doesn't look like a good place.

As soon as she touched it, she stopped suddenly and turned her head.

If Lowes felt something, he waved at her.

Wanda snorted, her eyes reddened.

The unimaginable softness and warmth that she touched just now touched her heart lightly like a sigh.The wind is the same, the water is the same, and the air on which we live is the same.They are all inconspicuous, ubiquitous, and commonplace, but when you are strongly aware of their existence, they will bring you a huge touch.

Not like Erce, but perfectly fitting.

Wanda opened the gift box, and there was a medium-sized doll dog inside.

Yellow soft fur, touch, there is a hard skeleton inside.

"..." Wanda suddenly thought of what Lowes said before, giving her a dog.So, is it really a dog?

Stuck in the plush, not being scolded lightly by the buttons that don't have a sounding device, a man with a small mind must be small.

Wanda was taken aback: "Buttons?"

The shaggy dog ​​gave one of its four legs a feeble shake.

Wanda laughed all of a sudden, she had enough, she looked at the dog: "I know you don't like him. But, I remember you don't have that."

button...

"You're swearing."

"You're definitely swearing." Wanda hugged the dog and rubbed it. "You look so cute."

Button... Forget it, stop cursing.

Jarvis could feel that the buttons were still there, not completely wiped out.However, he kept the secret.

non-malicious.In other words, when he cut off all the network tentacles of the button, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of something strange.It was a photo of a red-haired woman placed in a very corner, very discreetly.

That slight strangeness made him make such a choice.Although he is still a human being, he knows that even if it is a man-made program, it is not so bad that it cannot be saved.

This judgment may come from Sol's tolerance for him, or that the 'virus' placed in his body by Erth has not been cleared.

If you think about it carefully, it should be both.

The joy of victory did not last long.

"Oh, our heroes are back. Welcome." In the living room, Hill sat with a middle-aged man.Seeing Rogers and the others come back, Hill was relieved.

"Deputy Minister of Homeland Security, just call me Alves." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you."

Rogers shook hands with him and looked at Hill, who shrugged slightly.

"Ms. Romanov, can you bring us a cup of coffee?" Alves smiled at Natasha.

Natasha looked at him, and Alves smiled: "What? Our heroine doesn't know how to make a decent pot of coffee?"

Hill rolled his eyes dramatically because he was behind him.

Natasha smiled angrily, and took half a step forward.

Jarvis called up the information on the Internet, and Natasha came out one step ahead: "My name is Jarvis, and I am the housekeeper here." Unlike Avengers, who have more or less battle marks on his body, his clothes Still brand new.

"It's my fault for poor hospitality." Jarvis put on the most polite smile.After speaking, he turned to prepare coffee.

Natasha was still upset with the bald middle-aged man, and she brushed her hair: "Boys, I'm going to be suffocated by the smelly masculinity in this room. Have fun with each other."

She twitched the corner of her mouth, and Shi Shiran left.Hill yelled to wait, and followed.

Rogers subconsciously cleared his throat.Stark moved the chair and sat down with his legs crossed: "Our queen is always on the map, really."

Button sat on the edge of the wall: "Please don't take me with you, I have a family."

Tony clicked his tongue: "Who doesn't have a family in this room. Right, Deputy Minister?"

The recently divorced deputy minister reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Rogers lowered his head, cleared the smile in his throat, raised his head again, and hid the smile: "Deputy Minister, please sit down."

"...Alves is fine." The middle-aged man's face was already a little green.

"It's impolite, the deputy minister is better. I also like to be called Dr. Banner, not Hulk." Banner smiled honestly.

Sol was not polite at all, with a big smile: "comeon, I believe Hulk is much nicer than the deputy minister. You will be very popular in Asgard..." As he said, he seemed to glance at Alvi accidentally Si, smiled politely and without losing embarrassment.

The posture of hesitating to speak but stopping to speak successfully made Alves completely blush.

The corner of Rogers' mouth twisted, and he cleared his throat again: "Well, Deputy Minister, is there anything you want to visit today?"

Mentioning this, Alves laughed. He looked at the people in the conference room one by one, and took out a thick proposal from the document bag: "Tomorrow, this proposal will be announced. I hope you will study it carefully.

After tomorrow, it would be great if we can still talk and laugh happily. "

After speaking, he ignored Jarvis who came in with coffee and left.

"Tch, what?" Tony curled his lips in disdain.

Jarvis brought coffee to the table: "This is a document that we hope we agree to be supervised. If we do not agree, we will no longer be able to continue any illegal gatherings, inciting violence, and suspected terrorist acts that undermine international security."

"What?" Tony scratched his ear, "What are we??"

Jarvis put a lot of sugar in the coffee and put it in front of Tony: "We gathered illegally, incited violence, undermined international security, and suspected terrorist activities."

Rogers reached for the papers on the conference table and began to examine them.

Tony smiled halfheartedly: "I'm used to it!"

Rogers had already briefly glanced at the file, pressed the file, and slowly frowned.

"Don't tell me you're going to sign this." Tony looked at him, caramel eyes thick with color.

"We can't." Rogers punched the document, "...I just thought of something inexplicably."

After a moment of silence, his face tightened, and he said, "I'll go out for a while."

"team leader?!"

The author has something to say: Lowes: I don't pull the braids, I pull the roots.

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No.20 two days.

Alves got it blindly, and he was inexplicably familiar with it. If he collided with some well-known person... then there's nothing he can do about it.

you know.

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