[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

Steve spent the night in the break room outside the office.

Since he really had nothing to do, he took out a copy of "The Death and Life of Great American Cities" in his desk and read it seriously.

Then he fell asleep helplessly.

When he woke up, he found that the sun had passed through the densely packed high-rise buildings in Manhattan, shining lazily on himself.

Steve lowered his head and saw that he was actually covered with a coat, which was the one he had put on Emanuel.

He froze for a moment.

Is Emmanuel awake?

He grabbed his coat, walked into Emmanuel's office, and saw that the latter was sitting behind his desk, having started a new round of work.

Seeing Steve coming in, Emmanuel looked up at him and smiled at him: "Good morning, Captain."

"Morning..." Steve said, he glanced at the coat in his hand in some confusion, and then at Emmanuel.

With his ability and alertness, anyone who gets close to him will definitely wake up immediately.

Why didn't he react at all when Emanuel put the coat on him?

Unless his ability to conceal his breath far exceeds his own, but this is impossible.

Before he got to the bottom of the matter, Emmanuel said, "Thank you last night, but remember to wake me up next time you find this situation."

After speaking, he gave a wry smile, and pointed to the pile of documents on the table, "It's a good time to snooze, document crematorium."

"Then next time you don't rest in the office, you should go to the hospital." Steve said.

Emmanuel laughed: "I didn't expect you to have a sense of humor."

Steve shook his head helplessly: "I'm not kidding."

"..." Emmanuel was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't worry, there's been a lot of things backlogged up during this period, and it'll be fine when it's over. Can you pour me a cup of coffee, please?"

Steve knew that Emmanuel couldn't listen to what he said, so he nodded and went to make coffee again.

As soon as he walked out of the office, his phone vibrated.

Steve took out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at it. It was a call from S.H.I.E.L.D.

"How's work going? Is it going well?" Fury's voice sounded.

"It's okay..." Steve replied while taking out coffee beans from the cabinet.

"Have you noticed anything strange?"

"..." Steve's hand paused, and he frowned, "Which area are you referring to?"

"Anything about Green," Fury said.

"Nothing strange." Steve said, he paused, suddenly remembered what happened just now.

How did Emanuel manage to get close to him without disturbing him, and even put his coat on him?

This should not be something that ordinary humans can do.

"Really?" Fury seemed to have noticed Steve's hesitation, and asked again.

"..." Steve said after a very short thought, "Yes, nothing unusual."

He didn't trust SHIELD that much, and he didn't want to give them too much information before confirming their purpose and position.

"Okay..." Fury didn't pursue further, "Hydra has some new moves recently, so be careful."

"Um……"

Steve hung up the phone, and while operating the coffee machine, he looked towards Emanuel's office, lost in thought.

It seems that there is probably a big mystery about this boss of mine.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a dying groan from the coffee machine. Steve quickly came back to his senses and found that the coffee machine started to turn red again.

Steve: "..."

How did he manage this thing last night?

This day continued for another week.

Just when Steve watched Emanuel stay up late every day, and was already thinking about whether to knock him out directly and let him go to rest, things finally took a huge turn.

-Tony Stark is back.

It was four o'clock in the morning on the East Coast of the United States when the news reached Emanuel's ears.

The bustling New York City during the day has almost fallen into a deep sleep at this moment.The reason why I say almost is because in this steel and concrete forest that is always full of energy and pressure, there will never be a lack of prodigal sons who have fun all night, and there will never be a lack of hardworking people who work at night.

At this time, a light was still on in the chairman's office of the Green Building.

Emanuel was sitting at the desk, with a mountain of documents in front of him, and a cup of coffee that was still steaming in his hand, and the rich aroma was lingering under the bright lights.

He doesn't like coffee, but in order to refresh himself, Emanuel drinks it like a medicine.

As he poured it, he seemed to gradually begin to taste some of the aroma of coffee, and before he knew it, he didn't feel so annoying.

Of course, this may also be because Steve's craftsmanship is becoming more and more proficient, and the drink is not so bad.

However, staying up late for nearly a month has also made him somewhat resistant to caffeine. At this time, Emanuel is drowsy even with coffee, and the lines of text are a little blurred.

Just when he was pecking at the chicken for almost half an hour and was about to fall asleep, the mobile phone Tony gave him suddenly vibrated, and Siri's voice came: "Sir, there is a call from an unknown number, please check the source of the signal." in the Afghanistan region.”

The moment Emanuel heard "Afghanistan", he woke up suddenly as if he had been splashed with cold water: "Unknown number?"

"I need to investigate first..."

"No, connect!" Emmanuel interrupted Siri decisively.

There are not many people in this world who know his private number. At the same time, to meet people in Afghanistan who know his private number, Emmanuel can only think of one answer——

The man who had been missing in Afghanistan for almost a month.Even if it's not him, there must be some connection with him.

After the call was connected, there was silence.

The other party did not speak, and Emanuel did not speak, and the two remained relatively silent, as if they were waiting for the other to speak first.

Emmanuel didn't speak because he couldn't be sure who the other party was.He even felt a trace of fear, if it wasn't what he imagined, if the call actually brought bad news, what would he do?

He has been alone for so long under the incomprehensible eyes of countless people, expending all his energy and painstaking efforts to resist the pressure.

But he is not a god after all, he will also be afraid, tired, and doubt the meaning of what he is doing, but he is just unwilling to give up.

Even he himself didn't know why he, who has always been able to advance and retreat freely, was so stubborn and refused to give in on this matter.

After a while, the person on the other side finally spoke first: "Why is there no sound... Iman? Did I remember the number correctly?"

Familiar voice—the voice that Emanuel once hated to be noisy, but he hadn't heard it for nearly a month now.

However, at this time his voice sounded very tired, like a traveler who has trekked in the desert for a long time.

"Tony?" Emanuel stood up suddenly, feeling his voice trembling.

"Think I didn't?" Tony said.

"Where are you? Are you okay? Are you safe now?" Emanuel asked urgently.

"Wait a minute, is it still dark in America? I woke you up in the middle of the night again. Are you going to scold me next?"

Tony seemed not to have heard what Emmanuel was saying, and murmured to himself in a weak voice, "You know, I kept thinking about your bed just now, and to be honest, it was the worst bed I've ever slept on. The softest...comfortable..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and before he could even finish the last sentence, his voice disappeared completely.

"Tony?" Emmanuel's heart suddenly turned cold, "Tony? Tony!"

"Mr. Green, don't worry, he was just too tired to sleep."

Another voice came from the receiver. The voice was somewhat familiar, but Emanuel, who was in a state of confusion, couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Who are you?" Emmanuel felt his heart beating uncontrollably, and his mind was in chaos, "Are you the one who kidnapped him? How much do you want? Give as much as you want, don't touch him! "

The person on the other side was obviously taken aback, and then quickly said: "No, we are members of the US military, Mr. Green, we have met once before."

Emanuel didn't even bother to care whether they met or not. He had met so many people, how could he remember everyone? All he cared about was the word "U.S. military". Asked: "Wait...you mean, have you rescued him yet?"

"Uh...you can say that." Rhodes, who had just picked up Tony from the desert, was a little embarrassed, but it was not easy for him to tell others at this time.

In fact, people were not rescued by them, but escaped by themselves-and they still don't know how they escaped.

Emmanuel breathed a sigh of relief, as if the burden of thousands of tons in his heart fell to the ground with a crash, his whole body was relieved, as if he had been drained of strength, he fell down on the chair.

He looked at the tall buildings of Manhattan outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the top of the forest of skyscrapers, he could see the Atlantic Ocean in the distance and the Statue of Liberty bathed in a sea of ​​ship lights.

It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and at the moment when day and night alternated, the twilight gently floated from the distance of the sea level, making this always noisy city show its rare tranquility.

He didn't know if it was too tired or something else, he suddenly felt dizzy, and quickly supported his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes for a while, and calmed down his emotions in front of him.

"Thank you." He said after a while.

"That's what we should do. Then... I won't disturb your rest."

"Okay..." Emmanuel said, and he said after a while: "You...take care of him."

"rest assured……"

After hanging up the phone, Emanuel sat on the chair for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and said to Siri: "Inform Miss Potts and Hogan, just tell Tony is safe, let them not worry."

The two of them cared about Tony no less than they did themselves, so the two of them must be informed of this matter as soon as possible.

Steve stood at the door of the office, and when he heard the voice from inside the door, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

at last……

Immediately after Emmanuel's brief mental excitement, his physical fatigue surged up again, but this time he didn't force himself to continue working——

After all, the real big boss of Stark Industries is coming back, and there is no need for him to join in the fun, so he showed a rare smile, and swallowed the coffee that was about to bottom out.

Well, it seems that even the coffee has been sweetened a bit.

After a month, he was finally able to sleep peacefully.

感谢在2020-02-0419:41:54-2020-02-0520:39:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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