Humanoids on the way to upgrade [Comprehensive British and American]

Tony lay unrequitedly on the sofa, belching and spitting dark green bubbles.Biting her nails, Zooey nervously called her aunt.

Well, it was her fault, she really forgot about it.

The call is connected.

Zoe whispered, "Auntie, I..."

"You're so old and forgetful, I don't know what to worry about!" Aunt reprimanded Zooey, "Fortunately, that Mr. Jarvis helped keep your mobile phone. You don't know if I can't contact you. How worried!"

Zoe suppressed a smile, "...Jarvis is indeed a good man." Or a good AI.

And Tony is not as arrogant as the media exaggerated. After getting acquainted with him, Zooey found that Tony still has some advantages, but in some cases, his too self-centered character will make people ignore his advantages. .

The aunt kept asking Zooey what kind of new job she had found, but Zooey had no choice but to lie. She said that she had found an assistant job in a publishing house through a friend's relationship, and because of the heavy workload, sometimes she had to stay up late and work overtime. Successfully fooled my aunt.

"Our family is not short of money. I have made back the losses I invested in Stark Industries, and now I invest in Osborne Industries." The aunt said lovingly, "The living expenses given to you every month should be enough for you. If it’s not enough, just ask me, if you want to work part-time to experience life, be careful not to be too tired.”

"Osborne?" Zooey said in surprise, "Old Osborne has passed away, and now his son is in charge, and young Osborne is the only one. People's distrust of companies will affect stocks. Auntie, you have to pay attention .”

"Don't worry, I will sell the stock of Osborne Industries in half a month, and then switch to Hammer Industries. I think Hammer Industries has a stronger development momentum after Stark stopped doing arms..." Aunt said lightly explain.

Tony obviously heard the voice coming from the microphone, and he hiccupped, which seemed to be a dissatisfied snort.

It's an undisputed fact that Stark Industries' stock has plummeted since the closure of the arms division, yet Zoe's shrewd aunt started dumping stock when news broke in the newspapers that Tony Stark had disappeared in Afghanistan Yes, perfectly avoiding the stock price drop of Stark Industries.

"How could that kid Justin Hammer compare to me? He's just a peacock who likes to show off his feathers." Tony rolled his eyes and whispered beside him.

Zooey looked at him contemptuously while answering the phone, Tony obviously understood the meaning of Zooey's eyes, and muttered in defense: "I'm different from him, I have real materials, I show off because I have strength, Hammer is showing off because he wants to compare with me." His tone was full of disdain.

"Zoe, is that Mr. Jarvis talking?" the aunt asked suspiciously.

"He's talking to someone else, it's okay." Zooey glared at Tony.

Aunt said: "I'm currently on vacation and I'm in Gotham..."

"What!" Zooey turned pale in shock, and Tony was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

"You must not go out at night, the crime rate there is horribly high!" She bit her nails nervously, "Do you remember the amulet I gave you before? Take it with you? That's good."

Zoe breathed a sigh of relief. This is a defensive magic object she made, which can effectively defend against physical damage. It is not a problem to block bullets and knives. She specially prepared it for her aunt.

My aunt was very calm, "Look at you scared, don't worry, if I want to go out at night, I will take the revolver with me."

Zoe: "?!?!"

Zoe's aunt is a gun enthusiast, otherwise she wouldn't have kept a double-barreled shotgun in her old house in Manhattan.

But the problem is, going to Gotham, the crime capital, and carrying a revolver for self-defense are completely different things!Zoe didn't want her aunt to go to Gotham at all.

"Our family has a house in Gotham. I'm going to check the properties there so that I can write a will and hand it over to you in the future." The aunt said, "I also want to stop by to meet your cousin. The child has been there for several months. I’m not in touch anymore, so I’m a little worried.”

Zoe's aunt is about to retire, and she is determined to travel around the world before she is too old to walk. Her husband died early and she has no children. Whether it is blood or family, the inheritance belongs to Zoe .So here comes the question, how many houses does her aunt own?Still need a list?

"Maybe my cousin is busy with work." Zoe said.

"No matter how busy you are, you can't stop calling me. She hasn't called you during this time, right?" Auntie was a little dissatisfied.

Zoe had a good relationship with her cousin when she was a child. Later, when she went to the UK, the relationship between the two gradually became estranged. The last time the two sisters met was two years ago, during which time they had occasional phone calls.Zoe is sure that her cousin is doing well in Gotham even though she is alone, because her twitter keeps updating - she seems to be infatuated with a certain man, and she is deeply addicted to this relationship and cannot extricate herself from it , Zooey wondered who had such a great charm, who could hold her cousin's whole mind tightly.

"She's working in a psychiatric hospital called Arkham. She's a very good psychiatrist and has published several academic papers, as I told you," said the aunt.

Zoe said: "Harleen seems to be in a relationship, I saw her twitter."

"That's a good thing," said my aunt happily.

Cousin Zoe’s full name is Harleen Quizell. She and her cousin haven’t seen each other for many years and almost forgot what she looks like. The only thing Zoe clearly remembers is that Harleen has beautiful golden hair and a lively personality. amiable.

"You have to pay attention to safety in Gotham City." Zoe reminded worriedly.

Dark green bubbles came out of the swollen throat one after another, and then shattered in the air. Tony had already vomited the bubbles for half an hour, and the effect of today's potion seemed to be particularly long-lasting...

"Have you recovered your memory? Did you feel any scene fragments flashing in your mind?" Zoe said.

"I remembered some unpleasant experiences. I remember that Justin Hammer didn't deal with me, and when I was kidnapped in Afghanistan, I tried my best to make a miniature reactor to maintain my life." Tony bowed his head Looking at his chest, there was a shiny object under the black T-shirt, "I still remember that there are countless fragments of shrapnel in my body that may enter the heart at any time."

"And your body already has slight signs of palladium poisoning." Zoe continued calmly.

Tony showed a surprised look.

"I told you, I monitored Natasha." Zoe said, "I heard her ask the doctor about your medical report, and the level of radiation in your blood exceeded the standard. Besides, I also know Who wants your life."

"Who?" Tony asked softly.

"Obadie Stan," said Zoe, "your dear uncle."

Tony fell silent.

"The problems you are facing now can be solved." Zoe comforted softly, "You know the magic of magic, I can heal your body, help you take out the broken shrapnel, palladium poisoning can also be cured by special magic As for Opadry, if you want, I can Apparate into his bedroom right now and turn him into a fat dachshund..." She glanced at Tony, "Although I proposed the above Suggestion, but I think you will probably choose to solve Opadry yourself."

"Honey, you really know me." Tony raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his voice low.

"Observation and analysis skills are necessary to become an Auror. I almost returned to England to become an Auror." Zoe explained solemnly, "Aurors are equivalent to your ordinary people's agents or policemen. A profession that requires a lot of specialized knowledge.”

Tony blinked, "Then why aren't you an Auror?"

"Because the troubled American people need me." Zoe said with a serious face.

Tony bent over and laughed.

……

"Hi, my dear." The man with dark green hair and pale face raised the corners of his mouth, and grinned piercingly. On both sides of the corner of his mouth, there were long, thin and bright red scars, which stretched all the way back, causing his entire face to be scarred. A creepy twist—it's the face of a clown.

"What perfume did you wear today? I like the smell." There was a dramatic exaggeration on the clown's face.

Harleen smiled slightly, and the gold-rimmed glasses on her face filled her with an intellectual and scholarly air.

"I made it myself," she said.

This is an empty psychotherapy room, with only one reclining chair and one seat in it.Harleen was seated in a chair, and the Joker was strapped to the recliner by a tough strap.

"You can get closer, my dear Harleen." The clown smiled at the woman bewitchingly, and he knew that every time he smiled like this, the woman's eyes on him would become more focused.

Harleen couldn't help getting up and walking to his side, which was a cross-border behavior. Arkham's mental patients usually have a strong aggressiveness. Harleen knew she shouldn't do this, but she couldn't control her behavior. This impulsive emotion drives her to keep getting close to the Joker - something goes off the rails when Harleen takes over the demented psychopath and keeps delving into his mind.

The clown's restrained body lifted slightly, and Harleen bent over to make a listening posture.

"Honey, do you know why I was locked up here?" The clown continued without waiting for her answer, "I was sent to Arkham because those people outside thought I was crazy. That is, even if I Not a lunatic, but those people out there think I'm a lunatic, then I am a lunatic."

"Who knows, Harleen." He said softly, with an incomprehensible smile on his face, and his dark eyes were full of evil spirits, "Maybe I'm a lunatic! Who in this world is not a lunatic? he giggled. "Maybe you're crazy too, Harleen dear!"

The clown's words were incoherent and illogical. He was bound to the recliner, but he laughed wildly.Harleen's heart seemed to be clenched by something. She held her breath and took a few steps back, only to find that her back was covered in cold sweat.

Several guards standing outside rushed in after hearing the clown's laughter, and forced a tranquilizer into his vein.

The clown's laughter gradually became weaker, until the last moment when he closed his eyelids, his eyes were still fixed on Harleen.

"Sorry to startle you, Dr. Quizell," said the guard.

Harleen squeezed out a stiff smile, "No, I'm fine..."

The pocket of her coat vibrated, she took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, then hung up the call indifferently.

The author has something to say: Aunt: We have a lot of houses.

Zoe: Oh, it doesn't matter how big the house is, I just hope it doesn't get smashed [indifferent face].

Harleen is now on the verge of mental distortion, and Zoe says she has an incredible cousin.

……

Harley Quinn is Harley Quinn, but before her transformation her name was Harleen Quinzel.