[Comprehensive British and American] Liaison Officer Daily

But does Tony seem to be someone who cares about the pressure in his eyes?of course not!

He looked at Big Holmes with some curiosity: "You don't know me."

Mycroft gave the most perfect smile: "Sorry, I personally don't like reading comics."

Tony: "So what do you like to watch - how about a movie, 007? Bond?"

Mycroft didn't change his face: "No."

Tony regrets: "Oh, it's such a shame. Seriously, sometimes you have to lower your expectations, these movies are still good."

When the two were having a 'friendly' conversation about whether they should lower their IQ standards to watch the Bond series, the bewildered Nunna Li ran behind a beautiful woman in a little black dress He walked in the door, and as soon as he saw Tony, he immediately ran to him in three steps and two steps, his anxiety was palpable: "Tony! Are you okay!? Oh my god, I thought you were kidnapped! "

A Tony who is injured and can't move, has no armor or AI butler!Nunnally would break out in a cold sweat with fear when she recalled the situation just now.Even if she believed that Tony could figure out a way to escape even in such a situation, just because he has such ability does not mean that she will be less worried about Tony!

Tony's originally friendly smile hung up instantly: "How could I be kidnapped? I was invited to chat just like you." He emphasized the word chat.

Nunnally checked Tony's bandage up and down nervously, and only when she was unharmed, she straightened up and wondered, "Lying on the bed like a zombie and chatting with someone you don't know?"

Tony shut his mouth and held his breath.

Nunnally subconsciously covered her mouth, which seemed to be about to die the moment she opened her mouth.

Mycroft stood aside in silence, a gentleman who did not interrupt the conversation between the two.He kept a polite smile all the time, but the smile failed to penetrate into the indifferent eyes, and the gray-blue eyes carried an uncomfortable chill of alienation.

After Tony and Nunnally fell into an awkward silence, Mycroft said flatly, "Hello, miss."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Mycroft." Nunnally turned her head to greet Mycroft.

Mycroft's breathing was steady and steady, and his brain found its joints with only a slight movement: he hadn't introduced himself to any of them, whether it was this patient who called himself Tony Stark or this new lady, They all naturally showed their familiarity with him... Thinking of Tony's mention of them being time travelers from another time and space, Mycroft speculated that he might be very famous in another world.

His curiosity stops here intellectually, he doesn't want to meddle in the affairs of his own world, even if it may be himself in another world.

Big Holmes asked in a steady tone: "Tell me the purpose of your coming here."

The tip of the black umbrella he held in his hand tapped lightly on the concrete floor, making a thumping sound.

Tony shut his mouth and looked at Nunnally, with an expression that he would not say anything, and his mouth was pursed as if he was sulking.Nunnally received Tony's resentful gaze inexplicably, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled. She thought about whether she should tell the whole story, but she thought that the person in front of her couldn't hide anything from him, even Sherlock Holmes was in front of him. Sherlock Holmes, who was slightly inferior, suddenly took a break from this little thought honestly: "Uh, we are superheroes from another world. I learned from the chat with the doctor at the hospital where Tony stayed that this series His cartoons are quite popular among you?"

The sound of the umbrella slapping the ground was short and light again. Big Sherlock Holmes still kept a polite smile on his face, but his eyes that did not smile at all conveyed the meaning of "get to the point, don't be long-winded".

However, in front of him was Nunnally Boshman, who was less human than Tony Stark. She didn't understand the look in Holmes' eyes at all, and thought that the other party was expecting her to say more.

Fortunately, as a language dead, even if she wants to say more, she has more than enough energy: "We didn't intend to come to this world, it was just a mistake. Now we are looking for a way to go back, and I also hope to be able to Get a little inspiration from the comics here..."

Nunnally muttered a few times before continuing: "If you don't believe what I said and think it's weird, I can help you—"

Tony's eyes widened immediately when he heard the words, and he was trying to stop Nunnally from delivering her own words, but he couldn't make it in time.

Nunnally had already finished speaking naturally: "—to help you predict the future or take a look at the past of some people in your world." She added belatedly, "But not too much, too much I'll be tired too."

The look in Tony's eyes looked like he wanted to swallow Nunnally in his stomach so that she would never speak again.

I don't know if it was Nunnally's delusion, but after she finished saying that she could help out voluntarily, Mycroft's smile in front of her instantly became much more sincere: "If it's not troublesome, please do."

Half a day later, Tony was lying in the safe room provided by the boss behind the CIA and scolded Nunnally, who was sitting next to him, with a knife in his eyes: "Are you stupid? Why do you want to be a coolie delivered to your door? He never saw us. You know right away that what we say is true!"

Nunnally was quite aggrieved. She looked at the information Mycroft gave her with a sullen head, and muttered: "What are you doing so angry? I am the one doing the work, but you are just lying down. You It's not that I don't know that I'm not good at dealing with people..."

And at that time, she was also shocked by the sudden disappearance of Tony. She was able to find that Tony was taken away by Mycroft instead of some strange villain. She was still unscathed. Since it was delivered to the door, it came out smoothly.

Nunnally pouted while turning her back on Tony.

"Then why can you be a liaison officer?" Tony blurted out, "Isn't it your job as a liaison officer to deal with people?"

Nunnally shrank her hand while flipping through the information, and then flipped it mechanically at the same speed: "..."

Tony closed his mouth with regret, and waited for a long time with his ears up, but he didn't hear Nunnally's reply.

Nunnally pouted her lips, and continued to work hard to read the boring information. Stars of various colors kept dancing on her fingertips, and she was writing vigorously with a pen in her right hand.

She was a little wronged and thought sadly: Why can't I learn how to deal with people?Obviously, Neal has been teaching me very earnestly and with all his heart, but every time I speak, even if I have already made a draft in my mind before opening my mouth, my mind must be blank.

Nunnally turned her back to Tony, her waist was straight and slender, and she didn't intend to turn her head to make it easier for Tony to see the expression on her face.

Tony pursed his lips: Is Nunnally angry?Sad?Well, I have to admit that it is indeed very difficult for Nunnally, a little social barrier and idiot who is naturally not fond of getting along with others, to learn how to socialize, as if someone asked him to change his high-profile personality, modesty Being low key is just as difficult.

This defect itself is a part of her composition. Forcibly changing it and turning Nunnally from a lazy and socially retarded person into a well-rounded, shrewd and capable liaison officer is indeed not an easy task, at least for Nana Lily a little more time.

Unable to hear an echo and unable to see Nunnally's expression, Tony moved his legs a little anxiously, then awkwardly began to find topics in a roundabout way, trying to apologize tactfully: "...my back is a little itchy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tony said: "..."

I am here!say what!thing! !

Tony: That’s right, even though I’m extremely smart, occasionally I do things that make me want to travel back in time and crush myself to death.

But the number of times this kind of thing happens is definitely not many.

at most once.

twice.Well, maybe three or four times, no more.

Tony cursed the F-word silently.

He thought Nunnally would ignore him, maybe she would give him a fist and rush out the door, but unexpectedly, the slender figure turned around quickly, with a bit of baby fat on her face. There was an obvious expression of grievance on his small face.It's almost like "the baby is unhappy, come and comfort the baby" and "I'll give you 1 minute, or you will lose the baby".

Nunnally held her breath for a while, and then said in a muffled voice with a bit of resignation: "Where is it itching for you?"

Tony stared at the corner of Nunnally's drooping mouth for a while: "...the back, under the right shoulder."

Nunnally got up without saying a word and came over to help him turn around and tickle.

Tony, who couldn't see Nunnally's expression, was unhappy again, but he could feel the feeling like a kitten's paw on his back, gently and carefully touching the itchy spot he had made out of it.

Turning his back to Nunnally, Tony pursed his lips and thought for a while, before the other party pulled away to cover up his guilt with a rough voice: "I apologize for what I just said." He listened carefully for a long time, but he didn't hear Nunnally reply.

Tony moved his lips reluctantly, and after a while he continued in a tone that was a reward from me: "Tell me, how can I not be angry." He began to list the , "Diamonds? Lipstick? Clothes? Mark Armor?... I will lend you a day at most, no, half a day, no more."

Nunnally, who never expected to receive such treatment, was deeply shocked!

She was hanging her head downcastly one second ago and despised herself, but the next second she was thinking that I should not go too far, turned her face and said quickly: "That's not possible, watching a relaxing movie with me for ten days can't Picky, I don’t want diamond clothes, I can make clothes myself, the Mark armor is too tall for me to wear, but can you lend me Friday and Protect for half a day? And the remaining half of Dahei’s ownership..."

Nunnally: Hee hee hee! ! !

All grievances and sadness are gone. Nunnally began to add items to her compensation list wholeheartedly. Don't recover her mental state too quickly.

...It's okay not to go too far.

Tony was shocked: "You are asking a lot of money!... The movie can last up to five days, no, three days, no more, I know you must watch Barbie and princesses again, three days is already a shocking punishment! Friday And Protect, I can open a back door on your phone, and they can connect to your phone at any time in the future..."

Tony: Anyway, your tape fighter has Friday and Protect backdoors on it :)

Tony: You don't want to know what I have installed on that phone.

Nunnally: "Ten days, Friday deal."

Tony coldly refused: "It doesn't exist, three days."

Nunnally: "Ten days."

Tony: "...five days." He rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "You also have problems with this matter, and you can't just blame me. How could you shame me in front of strangers? I was Negotiate with him! If you don't help me, forget it, and break the stage for me."

Nunnally weighed it up, and reluctantly agreed: "...that's fine, let's take five days."

She lowered her head and didn't know what to think. After playing with her fingers for a while, she suddenly said: "Then I have to apologize, I don't know what you are talking about, and it is my fault to tear you down." She hesitated for a while, "Obviously Neil has taught me for so long, but I still haven't made much progress. I will definitely learn from Neil in the future..."

Nunnally's face was full of self-blaming expressions of deep introspection.

Tony opened his mouth: ...I just want to find a reason to watch less movies for a few days, don't take it too seriously...

In fact, social mental retardation does not particularly need to be changed, and it is even a little cute.Tony thought with a standard that he didn't know how outrageous it was.

Nunnally, at first glance, it seems that she can't think of any advantages, but after counting carefully, she has enough money to pay for his clothes and diamonds at once, and she doesn't feel bad; Good figure and good looks are no worse than Natasha; the ability to advance can predict retreat can change fate, waving hands full of stars as a backdrop, the cows even alarmed Asgard Percy; there are a bunch of mutant bosses staring at the backstage background.

But her personality is so easy-going, so easy-going that every time she walks by her side, she looks like an ordinary, nervous, abandoned house girl. Will the little liaison officer, who has shown off his many advantages, stick to him like Siamese twins every day?

Tony is lucky: the society is good, the society is wonderful, and the society is croaking.

Nunnally didn't know anything about Tony's applause secretly for social barriers. She was still deeply reflecting: My social skills are rubbish... Sure enough, I shouldn't be a liaison officer... But this is Charles' request, and I Can't disappoint him.

Nunnally's inner conflicts and entanglements were all written on her face, and Tony was terrified when she saw it: I didn't make our little liaison officer resign because of my phone call, right?

Tony looked at Nunnally's expression, but didn't show it on the face, and muttered in his heart: ...you have to keep your mouth shut next time.

They didn't continue to struggle with this conflict, because Mycroft's small black room had three very important guests, or rather, unexpected guests.