Fascinated

Natasha stood up slowly, with a hint of undetectable anger flashing in her eyes, she curled her lips into a seductive smile, and habitually touched her waist with her hands, "Lock him up?"

"It's better to tie it up and hang it outside the building." Clint picked up the quiver that he didn't know, looking eager to try, "Or wrap it into a mummy and make it a target for me. I promise to make good use of it."

"No." The upright Rogers shook his head and rejected their unreliable and bloody proposal.

"The captain is right." Stark nodded and said without hesitation, "You can't startle the snake."

……

Natasha and Clint Qiqi looked at him, as if they had seen a ghost—who the hell shut Pierce up when they saw that smuggled item?

Not the two of them.

With one mouth, Stark, who can coax a girl to the top of the world, can say again without changing his face when facing two questioning faces, "I listen to the captain." He turned his face and exuded The mournful Barnes raised his chin, "Which one of you will take him down to rest?"

Oh ~

Natasha and Clint Qiqi showed a narrow smile, then took the guy and sat down on the sofa solemnly.

"Sir, Agent Rumlow is already waiting outside, are you allowed to enter the reception room?" Jarvis's gentle voice sounded again, several heroes exchanged a look - Barnes has been placed by the captain on the other side The room—they looked at Joshua again. The latter covered his mouth and shook his head repeatedly to indicate that he would not talk nonsense. Draco next to him also stared at them with a slight frown.

Stark waved his hand indifferently, signaling that they don't have to be so nervous.He pressed the agree button, straightened his clothes, and sat back with his feet raised like an old man.

The high-level Hydra talent who successfully penetrated into the enemy's interior and won an important role, the actor of SHIELD, and Crossbones reflexively touched the back of his neck as soon as he entered the door. He always felt chilly, like a cold weapon against the back of his neck. Mosha like that—"Tony, is the air conditioner turned on too low?" Rumlow withdrew his hand, put his doubts behind him, led a handsome middle-aged man into the door and laughed bluntly, "You will Those who suffer from rheumatism will become weather forecasters smarter than AI."

"Are you S.H.I.E.L.D. doing nothing?" Stark threw something at him as usual, looked at him with his feet up and his chin up, and said in a bad tone, "A Both of them come to my place to use the air conditioner?"

Rumlow gave him a generous roll of his eyes, and his gaze paused for a while on the faces of Draco and Joshua, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced at Stark - the latter shrugged indifferently. Shrugging his shoulders, "Why didn't I know that you still have child labor?" Rumlow nodded to Joshua, smiled and looked away and introduced, "It's business. Agent Hotchner, who belongs to the FBI."

Joshua, who was sitting on the side, widened his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in Hotchner's eyes.

"Old acquaintance?" Rogers asked.

"Yeah." Joshua nodded, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Hotchner, why did you come here?"

Having an acquaintance is always easy—this relieved the nervous Hotchner a little, and he even began to calculate how much the probability of getting an autograph from Stark for his son increased by having Joshua as the middleman .

"I'm here to ask for help." This senior executive, who has seen countless big scenes but is the first to deal with these...do not know how to describe people, suppressed the tension in his heart, sat down, and thanked the robot hand The coffee was served, and he said slowly, "Recently, in Washington, Baltimore, and New York, a series of serial murders have occurred in succession in these three places."

"'Death Gaze'," Joshua asked with a dazed expression, frowning, "is this the case?"

Hotchner nodded, "Yes."

Joshua turned his face and explained to the puzzled superheroes on one side, "I don't know the specific information, I only know that this case first happened in Baltimore, and three days later, the same modus operandi appeared in The homicide in Baltimore stopped in Washington. Later, the same case happened in New York, and the police judged that the murderer was on the move.” He hesitated for a while, frowning slightly, “Some novelty-hunting forums on the Internet named this case It was called 'Death's Gaze', and the accompanying pictures were rather bloody, and the entire forum was banned later."

"That's right." Hochner nodded with a complicated expression on his face. He didn't elaborate on the origin of the title, but only mentioned a little, "The murderer specially selected 10 to 15-year-old teenagers, and his methods were very cruel. Nine teenagers were killed."

"Then this should be a criminal case." Rogers guessed something, and asked for proof, "You came to us because the murderer is related to us? Or, he has the same unusual ability as us?"

Hotchner put down the teacup he was holding all the time, "From the point of view of the method, we have reason to suspect that the murderer is a superpower. So we asked the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D...." He looked at Rumlow, who nodded and accepted He said, "I've seen it, and it's true that ordinary people can't do it. I just don't know if it's a mutant or..." He waved his hand and raised his left shoulder, "You know, those who want to find mutants Boss is not easy."

"What do you want us to do?" Clint rubbed the quiver and glanced at Crossbones with a smile, turned his head before the latter retracted his neck, and asked Hotchina.

Hotchner was silent for a while, then looked at Rogers, and tentatively put forward his idea.

"Is there any subsidy for you to go out like this?"

Joshua followed Draco, looked at the Slytherin who was going out to arrest someone and still burned incense and bathed, and asked, "It's already two o'clock in the morning, I'm really worried about your hairline." It's not that he should write a letter back to China and ask his grandfather to send him a pot of hair tonic.

Two hours earlier, Rogers had agreed on that Hotchner's idea.And under Draco's insinuation, the two team leaders felt that if this matter was done well and turned into a classic template, it might be able to change the current embarrassing position of superheroes in ordinary society.

And Draco will cooperate so hard in this matter because he has seen the huge benefits brought about by the cooperation between the wizarding world and ordinary people, and he naturally hopes to get those benefits from the United States faster than those stubborn old and stubborn members of the Magic Congress. .

The little fox, Draco, straightened his collar slowly, and in the reflection of the full-length mirror, those silver-gray eyes were staring at the worried black-haired boy behind him. Those eyes, which had lost all sarcasm, were filled with tears that made people shout that they couldn't bear it. The numbness and gentleness of the meaning - "Don't stare at me." Draco, enjoying this kind of attention from his sweetheart, looked up at Joshua in the mirror, suppressed the numbness in his heart, and deliberately lowered his Her voice rolled up infinitely lingeringly, "I want to kiss you, honey."

……

Joshua clenched his back teeth, and turned away with a glowing face.

What to do, he said now, 'If you have the ability, kiss me! 'Will it be too late and too cowardly?

"I'm going out." Draco chuckled, straightened his sleeves, turned to look at Joshua whose eyes were rolling around, "don't do anything wrong on my bed."

Joshua coughed, curled his lips and said, "Half of this bed is mine." He scratched his chin and glanced at Draco—unaware that Natasha was telling Stark What happened, a second guest room can't be found in such a huge building... This perfunctory reason, even a kid wouldn't believe it.

Draco rolled up the corners of his lips, and said lazily in a long tone, "You should be thankful that there is no second guest room in this building. It is the dream of many people to be in the same room as Malfoy. Congratulations, Joshua, I I think you can buy a lottery ticket. Oh~" He raised his chin in a twists and turns, "I almost forgot, you should buy more tickets, because you have been in the same room with me many times."

I really appreciate that you didn't say something as informative as 'sleeping together' - Joshua got a toothache from the triumphant look of the platinum peacock, and he rolled his eyes hard and got it That dainty Slytherin click.

I really want to tear off Slytherin's false mask that hides all emotions and throw it on the ground-don't think I don't know that you are actually bubbling beautifully inside.Joshua turned around and kicked the foot of the bed—as if testing its stability—muttered, "Always, for the safety of criminals, you'd better be careful." He snorted angrily Hummingly said, "Don't want me to turn him into a firework in the sky."

Draco raised his eyebrows high, and being pleased, he walked to the bedside and straightened the hair next to Joshua's ear, "That Dr. Banner has changed a false identity to support international medical treatment, "That's why he was able to speak so patiently to Joshua, "Stark has contacted him to go back to China, and when he comes back, they will do the first inspection on you."

Joshua hugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "Are you so relieved of them?"

"Britain has too many eyes." Draco sneered, "The godfather's house may not be safe, at this juncture," he grabbed Joshua's palm and squeezed it, "although Stark doesn't look How reliable..."

"But in my opinion, he is the kindest person in the entire Avengers, not to mention he will do what he says."

Joshua wowed, and said jokingly, "You really admire him very much, this is the second time you have praised him."

"An ordinary person who faces daily threats to his life can still shoulder huge responsibilities." Slytherin praised unabashedly, "It is indeed worthy of Malfoy's admiration."

"By the way." Joshua recalled that incident, his brows furrowed and his face became serious, and he said in a low voice, "I always feel that Stark's father, that Mr. Howard's name, I seem to have heard of it somewhere, you Do you have an impression?"

Draco frowned slightly, "No."

"That's strange," Joshua wrinkled his face in distress, "Even you haven't heard of it, so where did I know it?"

The communicator on Draco's wrist rang, he let go of the information he was reading, patted Joshua on the shoulder and said, "Maybe I heard it on your favorite midnight radio station?"

"Impossible... I can't remember the name of a person who appeared on the gossip radio station."

Joshua, who was struggling to find out where he heard the name, watched those people follow Hochner away. He was still muttering about the name, and took out his vibrating mobile phone to glance at the information—— —The restaurant supervisor expressed strong dissatisfaction with his successive leave requests, and expressed the possibility of dismissing him.

Joshua frowned, but he didn't feel angry - after all, it was a fact that he asked for leave frequently, even if this vacation was obtained by changing shifts with his colleagues.But if the number of times is too many, it will indeed make people feel dissatisfied.He replied a text message expressing apology, and at the same time felt that it was time for him to change to a part-time job with high autonomy.

Then he quickly deleted the message.

After all, if Draco accidentally saw it, there would be another catering company controlled by Malfoy in this world.

Hey, that's probably the bad thing about having a rich 'boyfriend'.

Always feel like a disaster.