[Zhongyingmei] Today I also survived

How to attract the attention of an ogre is a rather profound knowledge.

First, you need to find out what the ogre is interested in, which means you need to know him well enough.

Secondly, you need to constantly irritate the ogre, starting from the things he is interested in, and it is best to completely break his plan or imagination.

Finally, you need a good shower and wait to be the prime lamb on the ogre's delicate plate.

Because of An's natural memory-stealing bug, Ivan can skip the first step directly.However, the second step is not so simple to implement.

"If you don't mind," Allah said with a long tone, "may I ask, are you going to send Will Graham a bouquet of flowers every day? If you gave it yesterday, you can still send it today?"

"If you don't mind," Ivan replied, "may I ask, are you going to pay for me?"

Ivan took out his wallet, looked at the little money he had left, frowned slightly, took out the money to pay the flower shop clerk, and left the flower shop.

"Why don't you go directly to Hannibal Lecter?" Ann asked, "Isn't this way too... roundabout?"

"Go to that guy directly, and then make a fool of yourself," Ivan took out his phone and browsed the job advertisements on the website, "Your question makes me suspect that you and Hannibal Lecter are in the same group, you want me to hurry up To die?"

Ivan's gaze was on a job advertisement, which was marked in red, indicating that there was an urgent shortage of manpower.The recruiter requires a person who understands psychology and can work part-time from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] noon every day.

"Hannibal Lecter is very vigilant," Ivan glanced at the high salary offered by the job, "and his IQ is estimated to be ten times that of yours, if I just point it out to him like this , Tomorrow I will be his food."

"Ten times?!!!!" An's focus was not on Ivan's explanation, "You said his IQ is ten times that of mine! Do you think I'm brainless!"

The yelling in his head made Ivan sigh, "Before we discuss whether you have a brain or not, I have to fill my stomach first."

"Then you go to eat," Ann said, "I didn't stop you from eating food."

"You don't," Ivan said, "but my wallet is stopping me. I'm almost out of money."

"so?"

"So I need to find a job, and for the sake of our lives," Ivan wrote down the address and contact number on the job advertisement, "I also need to pick a job that covers most of my time." of."

Ivan entered the phone number on the job advertisement into his mobile phone, and then dialed it.

"That is to say, please be quiet for a while." Ivan said to Ann.

The phone was quickly picked up, and the man on the other end spoke very politely.

"Hello?" the man said, "How can I help you?"

"Hello," Ivan said, "I saw your job advertisement, are you still recruiting?"

The man's answer came from the phone: "We are very short of people here. If you have time, can you come to us in the afternoon? We can conduct a simple interview."

"I have time in the afternoon." Ivan glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was past eleven o'clock at noon. "What time was it?"

"Hmm..." The man on the other end of the phone thought for a while, "Do you think it's okay at 01:30?"

"Of course." Ivan confirmed the location of the interview with the man, "Is the interview on the fifth floor of the Free Building on Sixth Avenue?"

"Yes," the man said, "number 504."

"I'll be there on time. Goodbye." Ivan put away his phone, and then walked to the bus stop. He wanted to take advantage of the noon time to get himself something to eat, and then prepare for the interview.

The young man walked quickly to the bus stop not far away, and passed a middle-aged woman by him.

"I don't feel very safe recently," said a woman. "You have heard that many people have disappeared recently."

"I've heard," the other woman replied, "that a lot of them are around Sixth Avenue."

Ivan didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two women. He was completely focused on the bus that just stopped in front of him, and the young man ran towards the bus.

"Although we are not short of blood in a short period of time," An said after Ivan got on the station, "but I still want to remind you that running consumes a lot of blood."

"Shut up," Ivan's answer was as simple and rude as ever, "unless you find me a job right next to this right now, so that I don't have to run to catch the bus."

Ann: You are a man who only has work and money in his eyes!

Meanwhile, on the other side of New York, the Avengers Building.

Tony sipped his coffee and watched Fury and Steve sit on the sofa diagonally across from him.

"Good day." Tony glanced at the black director. "I heard you had a good time with a monster that ran out of a Frankenstein novel this morning?"

Fury felt a headache when he heard Tony talking about it, and he looked at Tony.

"This is not the first time," Fury said. "Including today's one, we have found it twice this week. I guess if these monsters appear a few more times, they will immediately cause a sensation in New York."

"You think this is a monster made on purpose," Tony said. "Can't you find any clues from those monsters?"

"Clues?" Fury sneered. "I asked people to find the most famous doctors in New York. The moment they saw those monsters, they were amazed and frightened."

"This is not a good thing," Steve said. He remembered the monster he had subdued not long ago. "Those guys have no self-awareness, but they are infinitely powerful. If those politicians find out..."

Tony understood what the second half of Steve's sentence was, and he thoughtfully completed that sentence for the captain.

"If those guys find out," Tony said, "then our army will have a bunch of 'secret weapons.'"

"It's coming soon," Fury said, "People from the military department have come to me today to inquire about the news, and I don't think I can hide it for long."

"How were those monsters discovered?" Tony asked.

"Speaking of this, I think it's a bit outrageous," the black director showed a puzzled expression on his face, "That guy was planning to rob a bakery, and when we went, he was still sitting in front of the shop with bread stuffed in his mouth. "

"Sir," the AI ​​steward said suddenly, "A lot of news suddenly appeared on the Internet about the monster you mentioned."

"What?!" Fury raised his voice.

Before Fury's next words could be spoken, Tony asked the artificial intelligence butler to call out the news about the monster.

"You were secretly photographed," Tony looked at the reports, "It even said that this was a genetic experiment conducted by the government, and then asked the captain to clean up the mess for them."

Steve glanced at the report, and the monster in the picture next to the report was clearly photographed.

"Those damn..." Fury gritted his teeth and cursed a few words. Before he could finish cursing, his cell phone rang.

Fury glanced at the caller ID, then answered the phone with a look like he swallowed a fly.

"Hello, sir, with my highest respect..." Fury walked away with his mobile phone.

"Here comes the questioner," Tony said to Steve, "I guess even if they catch the man behind it, the government will put the guy..."

Tony couldn't finish his sentence, he glanced at the mobile phone that interrupted his conversation, the caller ID on the mobile phone surprised him, and he picked up the phone.

"I'm sure I haven't had any business dealings with you lately, Mr. Wayne."

The person on the other end of the phone said something, and Tony was obviously taken aback: "What do you mean, you are on the plane and you will arrive in New York soon?"

New York, Sixth Avenue, one twenty in the afternoon.

Ivan stood in the elevator. The lights in the elevator were probably out of order. The lights in the elevator kept flickering, which made him close his eyes subconsciously.

"We're on the fifth floor," Ann said, "you can't fall asleep standing up?"

Ivan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ann, he opened his eyes and walked out of the elevator.

The fifth floor looked deserted, with many empty rooms.To be honest, this is very normal. Sixth Avenue began to gradually decline a few years ago, and even the businesses around it also declined. Now there are very few people renting office buildings in this area.

No. 504 is the penultimate room at the end of the corridor, and Ivan looked at the perfunctory sign hanging at the door of the room.

——Victor Psychological Counseling

"Hello," Ivan knocked on the door, and then opened the door, "I'm the one who made an appointment with you for an interview at 01:30 in the afternoon."

The inside of the room is just like the sign hanging at the door, perfunctory and crude.Ivan looked at the man standing in the middle of the room. It was a man with a strong academic look, with a pair of round-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Welcome," the man in the room looked at Ivan from behind his glasses, and then showed a satisfied expression, "Come and sit down."

"My name is Victor Hugo," the man enthusiastically poured a cup of coffee for Ivan, "I have the same name and surname as that French writer, what a coincidence."

Ivan subconsciously repelled the man's enthusiasm and eyes. He smiled politely, then took a sip of coffee.

"Uh," Ann's untimely voice sounded again, "Ivan, I think I need to remind you that this guy is not a good person."

Ivan put the coffee on the tea table in front of him, and heard Ann say, "Although the negative values ​​on this guy are not as scary as Hannibal Lecter, they are not much better than the previous Grossman sisters."

Ivan raised his head and met a pair of eyes suppressing a strange light.