[Zhongyingmei] Love wife crazy demon

In the wilderness, of course the rope cannot be found.Tony finally removed the two pieces of armor from the back of the Mark 42 and found two ejection grapples.They carried the ropes on the grapples on their backs, and dragged their steel jackets weighing two hundred pounds as they moved forward in the heavy snow.The weather was very cold, but it was not a problem for the two people whose bodies had been transformed by ether particles. There were no pedestrians or surveillance cameras on the road, and they walked a little faster than usual.Moriarty wrapped his arms around Tony's neck, holding the big umbrella out of the wind.On the contrary, this caused resistance to their progress, and their posture was also uncomfortable... However, both Tony and Moriarty enjoyed this feeling, so no one proposed to throw away the big umbrella that was in the way.

Tony asked about Jarvis, and Moriarty sold out his former teammate without any psychological barriers and told everything.He carried a mobile phone with him as a medium for signal transfer, and told Jarvis about the situation after meeting with Tony, letting the little boy with an overworked brain to rest obediently.There was not much battery left in the phone. Considering that they might not have a chance to contact Pepper when she got off the plane, Tony left her a message, hesitated, and contacted Roddy.Roddy was on a mission overseas, and he hadn't even had time to hear about the changes on Tony's side.After learning that Tony decided to find trouble with the Mandarin, he immediately expressed that he would help.After making an appointment, I contacted him again. By the way, I asked Roddy for an account to log in to NSC. Tony ended the call and let out a sigh of relief.

The phone was completely out of battery and the screen went black.Moriarty teased, "There's a phone booth ahead, do you want to call someone again?"

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Good idea, maybe I should call Coulson and thank him for helping to keep an eye on Jarvis-but are we the kind of people who carry coins with us?"

"We can borrow some from the phone booth if necessary." Moriarty clasped his hands together, "For example... like this."

He spread out his palm, and the black-red mist retracted into his skin, and there were a few shiny coins lying on his palm.Tony looked at him, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Jim... I remember you once boasted to me, as long as you are by my side, I don't need to worry about the steel suit running out of power at any time?"

Moriarty: "...??"

"That's right, you just said that to me 37 hours ago." Tony said, suddenly showing a bright smile, "Give me some power, my dear, ten percent of the power is enough, you can start from Extract this part of the energy from the Ark's reactor—come on!"

He stretched out his arms and puffed out his chest in an air of irresistibility.Moriarty suddenly felt bitter in his mouth—why did he remind Tony of ether particles! !Once Steel Clothes has energy, Tony will definitely abandon him without saying a word! ! !

"Jim—?" Tony called out urgently, looking at him with a half-smile, "Come on?"

Moriarty's thoughts turned, and he suddenly showed a painful expression: "Tony..."

He clenched his fists and knelt down on one knee, his face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Tony was startled, dropped the cable, and squatted down: "Jim? Jim, what's wrong with you?"

"I... just a little weak, Tony..." Moriarty pulled the corner of his mouth reluctantly, and stood up again with his help, "A little aftereffect...it's nothing..."

Tony looked at him suspiciously. "The aftereffect? ​​What aftereffect? ​​Jim—are you referring to the aether?"

Under his eyes of strong condemnation and insight, Moriarty almost couldn't hold on anymore: "...Of course, what else could it be? Are you doubting me, Tony—"

He raised his voice a little, and his expression was a little more surprised and angry.Tony touched his canines with the tip of his tongue: "Well...it's just a normal procedure, you tell the situation, I ask questions...wait, are you blaming me for doubting you? Can it be me, Jim? Shouldn't I be at any time Have the necessary vigilance against you? That's something you can be proud of, man! . . . Well, did I break your heart?"

Moriarty: "...you're really making me proud of myself now, sweetheart."

Tony couldn't help laughing, and kissed him on the lips: "Okay...Give me a suitable reason, maybe I will think about it."

He doesn't say what he's thinking about, and Moriarty doesn't ask - they both know the answer: Tony backs down, and Jim the drummer is about to win!

Moriarty had to lower his head to hide his almost unbearable radiance, and maintained a weak tone: "There is a price to pay for using ether particles, my dear...and I have been I have never replenished energy, and just opened a wormhole again..."

Tony's hand holding his shoulder couldn't help but exert some strength—more than half of the hair behind Moriarty's neatly combed back was gray...

He was silent for a few seconds: "... let's go."

Moriarty held his finger and kissed affectionately on the back of the cold hand: "I obey, Your Majesty."

The two dragged their steel jackets on the road again, after walking for a while.

"...Jim, whether it's true or not..."

"……Um?"

"...I want to say, it's really ugly to have that piece on the back of your head..."

"..."

Rose Hills is an ordinary American town, not deserted, but definitely not too popular.Moriarty and Tony soon found a house with no lights on, Moriarty unlocked it, and Tony entered the house with Mark 42 in his arms.He put the steel jacket on the sofa and collapsed on his back.Moriarty glanced around habitually, and made a judgment: "—a single mother with a ten-year-old child, who may have been divorced, and is still attached to her ex-husband or the ex-boyfriend who abandoned her and the child... The good news is that she may be working night shift tonight, the bad news is that her son may be back from work soon."

"Great, you said your inference, and I found out a little bit." Tony sat up, raised his chin to the side: "See that over there?—a box of electromagnets, and There are a lot of tools, and there is a complete workbench there, although it is a bit crude, it can indeed meet my needs for repairing the steel coat."

Moriarty raised his hands: "Are you hungry? Shall I go get us some food?"

Tony stared at him and nodded appreciatively: "You seem to have Jarvis's three-point use."

Moriarty: "..."

It's really uncomfortable to know that your lover is making trouble with you but you can't go up and kiss him hard.

Moriarty turned and went to the kitchen.But just like the poverty of the family, there is no food stored in the kitchen, only some potatoes, seasonings and a few cans of beer, and there is a piece of toast that is about to expire in the refrigerator.After considering the possibility of successfully deceiving Tony, Moriarty stopped the hand that opened the wormhole, and walked out of the kitchen silently.And when he returned to the multi-functional living room, Tony was confronting a boy with a potato gun-there was no doubt that this was the young owner of the house.

"...It came just in time." Tony turned his head when he heard the movement, "Your unfortunate prophecy has come true. Can we still have some positive news at this time?"

"One more piece of good news for you—you're dead." The boy put down the potato gun and took out a bundle of newspapers from his satchel. "Behind you is... God... that's... that's steel Are you a hero?"

His face was full of surprise, and he jumped at it with glowing eyes.Tony caught the newspaper: "...Actually, I am."

Moriarty couldn't help laughing: "An unexpected fan? — There is still good news, Tony. At least you don't have to worry about how to gain his trust and help."

"Help?" The child turned his head away and tapped on the surface of the steel jacket. "I know you, Jim Moriarty—but you weren't there when the attack happened, so this is a fairy tale of a hero who saves a life, Am I a dwarf in the forest?"

"Well...he just found me faster than others, and someone else saved me..."

"He doesn't look very good." The child looked at the steel suit and judged professionally, "Do you want me to fix him for you?"

"...I'll do it myself." Tony said, "I'm a mechanic."

"Well, if I'm making Iron Man and War Machine..."

They soon fell into a discussion, with Tony using a gadget carried on the Mark 42 to win the boy's friendship.Boy surprised that he knew he was being bullied at school: "...how did you know?"

Tony pursed his lower lip, but didn't answer.Moriarty hugged Tony from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and smiled narrowly at the boy: "A little game of logical reasoning - geniuses are always more susceptible than ordinary smart people." Rejection, your hobbies are very cool, but it is difficult to find peers in school, not to mention that you are from a poor family, you need to rely on work to alleviate the difficult economic situation, and you have no time to communicate with others... Over time, in the eyes of your peers, you will become Becoming a withdrawn and eccentric person who deserves to be excluded, the type that bad boys always look for when they are looking for a target to bully. If you want more tangible evidence, I have a deduction The law can clear your doubts for you."

"Evidence?" The child was visibly interested. "My mother never saw any evidence—what evidence? Do you want me to take my shirt off?"

"You will never be more intelligent than Iron Man." Moriarty shrugged, "There is half a potato wrapped in plastic wrap in the refrigerator, and there is a mirror hanging on the opposite wall, and the height of the peg has moved four or five times in a few years Once, you used potatoes after school to remove bruises from beatings. The medicine kit was on a stool by the wall instead of in a cabinet, and the marks on the stool showed it was also at least two years old. Many of the medicines had been Expired, even dusty underneath, iodine, bandages and band-aids are worn out, the latest production date was last month, and the band-aids are half used. But you don't use them too often, the potatoes are almost The sprouts are sprouting, the cut surface is tightly wrinkled, the mirror surface is dusty, and the hinges of the box are also a little rusty, so the person who bullies you doesn’t do it often, only occasionally harassing you. If it’s a group action, the possibility of being beaten will increase. Greatly increased, so there should be only one bad boy who keeps bullying you, and if it's plural, they don't act at the same time - am I right?"

The kid stared at him in surprise for a moment, adoration in his eyes: "Can we—can we introduce ourselves? My name is Harry. What's the method called? It's so cool!—where can I buy books? "

"Detective Jim," Moriarty said lazily, "and Tony the Mechanic—it's called Basic Deduction, do you want to learn it?"