Miss Hydra [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"Identifying..."

The scene in Ollivander's room is projected on a virtual screen.

On the screen, a man and a woman, one with straight black hair and the other with curly black hair, are sitting cross-legged facing each other. Watson is sitting on the ground with a look of lovelessness.

There is no sound, only the movement of their lips can be seen, like a silent mime.

"Your mental state is getting weirder, Ollie." Jarvis said in an extremely flat tone.

Tony instantly realized that this was a conversation between Holmes and Victoria, and it was Holmes who spoke at this moment.

What's the nickname "Ollie"?The two of them know each other?

"Those years of suspicion and control left you with irreversible mental trauma."

"I think I'm better than ever, Sherlock."

The black-haired girl flicked her hair with one hand, and a strand wrapped around her fingertips slipped out from between her fingers.

"But your emotional diversion and desire to control has grown to a horrible level - it seems that over the years you have found a dependent object that can be used as a scratching post and catnip, or a goldfish, male... Oh, that's terrible."

"What's the matter, do you want to heal me?"

"No, obviously you're enjoying it." Sherlock nodded, "And it's none of my business."

"Just keep your mouth shut, Mycroft's Charlie Baby."

"...Don't call me Xiali." Jarvis repeated this sentence in a flat male voice.

To be honest, it sounds kind of weird.Tony thought.

But no, he can't laugh at Jarvis, no!His AI butler is sometimes very arrogant.

……

The curly-haired Sherlock Holmes on the screen seems to be a little bit annoyed, but his expression is still as high as ever, and his words are sharp: "It's hard to imagine that you have such a strange goldfish group emotion. Speaking of it, aren't you the most particular about bloodlines? "

"Unless you don't want to call me Oli, I won't call you Xiali." Ollivander objected to nothing, "Also...that identity no longer belongs to me."

She couldn't go back to the Ollivanders' house.

Sherlock, who was sitting across from her, narrowed his eyes: "But your family doesn't think so, and you never went back—even after getting out of control and a very long-lasting accident..."

"—You never thought about going back."

"..."

Ollivander was silent.

"Why? Because of your obvious tendency to split personality?"

"It seems that you are going to follow in the footsteps of that Riddle. Congratulations, the whole world celebrates."

Sherlock seal-style applause.

"—I'm not surprised at all by that."

Ollivander closed his eyes: "...I will handle it. Seven copies are too difficult for me."

——Tom Riddle, also known as the Dark Lord and Voldemort, split his soul into seven parts.

"The method is to build a cell that only you can enter?" The consulting detective disagrees. "You have developed an uninnovative new use of the Memory Palace."

The black-haired girl smiled on the surface: "Thank you for the compliment. You came to me to catch up on the old days?"

Sherlock also smiled: "You think I want to come? The fat man knew the situation here, and sent me a text message to warn you not to kill yourself - the identity of Sif Prince is involved in some Napoleon who loved the crown."

——The Napoleon of crime, the most powerful criminal king in all of Europe, Professor James Moriarty.

Hearing this, Ollivander's exquisite mixed-race face froze for a while, as if suspecting that he had heard wrongly, and after a while, he gritted his teeth slightly and spit out a word.

"[Beep--]"

……

"...Miss Victoria said a dirty word, do you want me to translate it, Sir?"

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched: "No, no need."

He was almost driven crazy by the conversation between these two people who seemed to be out of order.

Now his own expression is probably as unlovable as Watson who is stunned on the floor.

Every sentence of Victoria and Sherlock Holmes seems to be full of code words and puns, and there are many inexplicable words, which almost made him, a genius, start to doubt his IQ.

But anyway, Tony still got part of the information:

For example, Victoria and Sherlock Holmes and the British government seem to have a relationship;

For example, Victoria was once imprisoned and controlled - it is estimated that her super soldier serum was transformed in this way;

Or like she's supposed to belong to some ancient family that values ​​blood, and for some reason she can't go back, or doesn't want to go back.

The conversation on the screen continued.

"...Anyway, Sif Prince's skin has fallen off, so he shouldn't be able to find it on my head. There are always a few people in this world who are brought back to life every day."

"You seem to be implying something." Sherlock rolled his eyelids.

Ollivander fell silent.

"Combined with the content of the deal you proposed to the Avengers today..."

The curly-haired detective brought the curly hair closer, and his silver-gray eyes met the peacock blue, like a searchlight, trying to dig out all the hidden secrets of the other party.

"so……"

"Howard Stark is still alive?"

……

"Oh!"

After seeing his master's terrifying expression, the little clumsy hand couldn't help shrinking back. While shrinking, he directly bumped into a pile of equipment, and the things fell down with a clang.

It shrank its head in fear, thinking that it was going to be donated to the Department of Physics of Columbia University again-but this did not happen.

Tony turned a deaf ear to the accident caused by the little bumbler, his caramel eyes seemed to freeze.

The lips of the man with the mustache turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He closed his eyes, covered his heart with one hand and panted violently, as if his respiratory system was blocked by something, and even the reactor couldn't save him.

Howard...Maria...

His father... his mother...

In his life before the age of 21, he and Howard were basically a model of falling in love and killing each other. Until he received the "key to the future" a few years ago, he felt that Howard didn't love him.

He was even jealous of Cap because of it—although Cap looked so silly and sweet afterwards that he didn't know whether he should continue to be jealous—jealous of Howard's admiration and praise for him.

In the long life after their death, he asked himself countless times why he didn't tell them how much he loved them before they left, why he didn't leave even a little warm and beautiful thing for their family in their last days... …

This kind of torment dug a big hole in his heart, leaving him empty.

But now there is an illusory possibility to fill it up, this possibility is so small and illusory, but it has become a mirage that he has to find.

He had to ask, ask, ask.

……

"Sir?!"

Jarvis stopped translating, extremely worried.

"Your condition is not very good, Sir, I should contact the family doctor for you..."

"Do not."

Tony opened his eyes, and there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, and his heart was burning with excessive emotion, but he didn't want to calm down at all.

"Continue to translate, Jarvis."

"...Yes, Sir, but Miss Victoria seems to have discovered you."

"Varied……"

The rest of the words were blocked in his throat by the peacock blue that he looked straight at on the screen.

From this angle, the girl with her head up slightly has a small face, and she is frowning, as if she is not sure but accurately captures the scope of the camera.

Even though he knew that the concealed detector could not be seen, Tony was still so shocked that the hairs on his back.

However, the next moment, the "concealment" he thought was slapped in the face.

All I saw was the girl facing the camera and saying a word with determination.

"Tony."

Holmes, who was sitting across from her, took a look and found something was wrong. Even Tony could see what he was talking about: "Your annoying intuition is still useful sometimes. of."

The next sentence is: "I didn't expect Mr. Stark to have a hobby of spying on ladies at night."

Tony Peeping Tom Stark: "…"

Not in the mood to pay attention to Holmes' sarcasm, the man with the moustache opened the door and went downstairs—except for his own bedroom on the top floor, the rooms of the others were temporarily arranged as guest rooms on the middle and upper floors.

However, as soon as he opened the door to go out, he was hit by a huge chest that was moving forward.

"Tony?"

There was nothing wrong with the big chest that was hit, but Tony couldn't help covering his nose with an "ow".

The person who came quickly stretched out his muscular arms to support him: "What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

"No nothing!" Tony waved his hand and said quickly subconsciously.

He pushed Steve away and was about to continue down, but Steve frowned and pulled him back: "Your complexion is very bad, after something happens..."

"Don't babble like the old man, Captain America Popsicle! It's none of your business!"

The complex emotions he had towards his father and the jealousy towards Cap in his youth came to his mind, which directly led to Tony's unscrupulous words.

After he finished speaking, he shut his mouth tightly subconsciously, hesitant to speak, but he didn't say anything: obviously a Stark didn't know how to write the word "apology".

Fortunately, Steve is not very angry about this. Most of the time he maintains a weird elder tolerance towards Tony, even though his own actual age (excluding the frozen decades) is only in his 20s .

"Calm down, Tony, calm down."

"Too impatient will screw things up, if you need help, I'll go with you."

The man with a mustache and some bloodshot eyes didn't refuse this time, and walked straight forward.

Steve followed.

……

After saying "Tony," Ollivander didn't feel like he was being watched.

The monitoring of the Avengers Building is indeed hidden. If it weren't for the emotional ups and downs of Howard, Ollivander might not have felt that Tony was monitoring here.

She turned her head silently, just in time to meet the sarcasm and understanding eyes of the curly-haired detective.

Ollivander: "..."

So sometimes it is a very painful thing to have a bamboo horse who not only knows you very well, but also has X-ray eyes.

"You already knew you would be monitored."

Sherlock Meow hissed like a snake: "Don't tell me you didn't see that Stark's PTSD symptoms."

Ollivander smiled sweetly: "It's good that some things rot in your stomach, Xiali, your emotional intelligence is still as worrying as ever."

"Emotional intelligence? Why should I think about a large group of goldfish whose IQ has been eaten?"

The two fell silent.

The dazed Watson couldn't help raising his paw: "Is Stark coming over?" Given the horrible speculation you said.

Even more frightening.Watson had to realize clearly.What's even more frightening is that basically all the so-called "guesses" spoken by Sherlock can be linked to the "truth".

Howard Stark, a textbook great.

still alive? ? ?

The author has something to say: Wikipedia's psychological condition finally came out...【Split Personality + Dependent Emotional Sustenance + Desire to Control】

Do you really think that Enoch told Bucky that Wikki was tied up because he couldn't stand it?

naive...

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