The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Natasha wandered in the garden.

She wasn't really that interested in the gardens of Rodriguez Manor, she just wanted to hold Pamela back.

In her opinion, among the fish that might be caught by Schiller, Pamela was the most dangerous one because she was the youngest and was obviously abnormally excited.

As we all know, teasing and flirting with each other is an adult's game. Laws and morals restrict immature teenagers from doing this. The main reason is that once they act impulsively, things will develop much more tragically than for adults.

Hot-blooded teenagers don't care about laws, morals, or even human ethics restrictions. They can do whatever they want. They can get mad at any time and vent their anger at any time. They can be called the most unstable extra-large time bomb.

So although Natasha was worried about Strange, Loki and herself, these were all adults after all. Even if something happened, it would just be like what she and Schiller did last time. At worst, they would die together.

But if Pamela really takes action, things will not be that simple. This beautiful girl whose brain is heating up obviously has strong power. Schiller wants to put her on the chopping block. The commotion between the two may bring the entire line to a halt. Streets and even entire cities were razed to the ground.

So Natasha is keenly aware that her most important task at the moment is to defend Pamela alone.

Her idea was good, and the measures she took were extremely effective, because Pamela simply couldn't refuse such a beauty. The black widow's charm was fully activated, and there was only one thought left in Pamela's mind - to find the location of the nearest bed.

Unfortunately, she is not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs. Natasha was chatting with Pamela about her college life when she heard Nick's voice coming from the earphones.

Thor called me again. He asked his brother to reply to him immediately. You should go find Loki quickly. If he is late, it will be very rude.

Natasha can't tell Nick now that she only saw Loki's blood, because if Nick sends someone to find Loki, it is likely to irritate Schiller, and if she is distracted to investigate, Pamela will not People take care of it.

So she could only quietly press the micro device on her palm to reply to Nick, asking him to calm down, but within two minutes, Natasha saw Colson poking his head on the porch.

Natasha really wanted to shake how many tons of water had gone into Nick's head, but when she remembered that almost no one in their universe except her could realize the danger of Schiller, she knew that she could not waste any more money. It took me a second to scold Nick.

Natasha smiled at Pamela and said helplessly: My colleague is responsible for the security of this banquet. There may be some problems on his side. I have to leave for a while. It will not exceed an hour. Minutes, if you don’t mind...

Go, I'll wait for you here, the beautiful always have privileges. Pamela said like Schiller.

Natasha turned around calmly on the surface, but did not forget to turn back and smile at Pamela. In fact, she had already scolded her a hundred times in her heart.

Don't come to the back garden! Natasha gritted her teeth and told Coulson.

What's going on there? Who is that little girl? Why does she look familiar?

She is Pamela Eisley. It doesn't matter who she is. My plan is at a critical stage. Don't ask what the plan is. Find a way to send Nick away. By the way, watch over it for me. Don't let it go. Anyone come to the garden.”

Colson was confused, but Natasha had always been mysterious, so he didn't say anything. He looked at Natasha's back as she walked into the garden, shook his head, and went to do what he should do.

As soon as Natasha returned to Pamela, she noticed that Pamela raised her head and stared at the main building of the manor. She followed Pamela's line of sight and found that on the balcony of Schiller's bedroom, Schiller was talking to him. Stark spoke.

Taking a closer look, Natasha found that this Stark didn't seem to be the one she was familiar with, and of course he couldn't be, even though they had arrived at the manor now, and before the banquet officially started, Stark specifically asked Cobot for one. The lounge is convenient for taking care of Pepper personally, and I'm afraid she won't show up in front of everyone.

This Stark was wearing a more flashy color suit, with his hands on the balcony, and seemed to be saying something to Schiller in a fierce tone.

Natasha found that a vine had climbed to the bottom of the balcony. It was obviously Pamela who was eavesdropping, and she was unwilling to let go of this opportunity. She adjusted the shoulder straps of her skirt. With this action, the invisible nano-eavesdropping device could not be heard. The man-machine flew to the side of the balcony at an extremely fast speed and stuck to the wall.

Stark stood in front with his arms spread out on the balcony, almost blocking the entire balcony. Schiller stood behind him like a lonely figure, sinking into the shadow of the room.

Multiple personality? Dissociative identity disorder? How can you make me believe this nonsense? Is mental illness an excuse you use to avoid the relationship between you and me?

I'm afraid my professionalism doesn't allow me to do this. Schiller's voice was low and slow. When it came through the electronic device, it was faint, as if it was far away.

This is your answer all the time. Stark nodded and said, Avoiding the topic and never answering any questions directly.

I'm sorry, Schiller said, but I'm still glad you were invited to this party.

Stark pursed his lips. He finally turned back, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, Since you are very confident in your professionalism, why don't you analyze me?

Just because I'm sorry for you, I won't do this. Schiller shook his head slightly and lowered his eyes. The darkness in the room made the shadows under his eyelashes thicker, and the windows of his soul were completely closed. No emotion can be revealed.

If I use psychoanalysis as a weapon, no one can resist it. On the contrary, you will open your mind and seek the truth from me, but by the time the knife penetrates, it will be too late.

Do you think I'm the kind of person who escapes reality? Stark was obviously very excited, and even a hint of hysteria could be seen through the trembling in his voice.

It's not me who's avoiding the problem, but you. Schiller put a hand on the door frame, looked at Stark and said, Obviously, the biggest problem you are facing now is not our relationship, but you are If you use this to obscure other issues, do you really want to continue to struggle?

It's just that other problems refused to give me a chance to solve them. Stark snorted and turned around contemptuously, They huddle together and think they are righteous. I didn't expect the answer you gave me to be like this. Vulgar, 'communication is the only way to solve problems', huh?

I told you, you don't want to be stabbed again. Schiller stepped forward and put a hand on Stark's back, but did not look at him, but stared at the vines in front of the window. Said: Your blood is almost dry.

Stark seemed to have completely collapsed because of this, like a collapsed fortress, crumbling and gradually collapsing from the inside to condensing, constricting, and curling up at the outer edge.

This is all because of you. Stark clutched the guardrail of the balcony tightly, gritting his teeth and glaring at Schiller.

Schiller didn't say anything like you'd always show up, he just said, That's why you're invited.

Schiller walked behind Stark, but at this time, Stark no longer had the strength to hand his back to anyone confidently. He turned around in a hurry, leaned his body back, and pressed his waist tightly against He leaned on the railing and stared at Schiller's face.

The distance between them was not far, only about half a step away. Stark thought he had made the worst decision in his life. He came to his door when he was at his weakest, and then he realized that what greeted him was not something capable. His closest friends and relatives who understood and helped him were beasts far more terrifying than the troubles in his original universe.

First tell me what you encountered.

Just as Stark was about to speak, Schiller added: Of course this is not a necessary process of psychoanalysis, but I think you may need to talk, and I am willing to listen.

Stark turned away.

I guess you can imagine that the group of superheroes united to deal with me. After all the disasters are over, this is natural.

The new city where New York and Gotham merged was reduced to ruins. After that, the mages discovered that some of the architectural fragments exuded unusual power. It was an extremely dark and elusive power.

SHIELD has also obtained the same fragments, and what's more deadly is that the Osborn Group has also obtained samples. This is not difficult, is it? There are experimental materials all over the floor.

And that idiot Osborn claimed that all of this was my conspiracy. Both SHIELD and the FBI support his view. Congress also needs someone to be responsible for all disasters.

Stark took a deep breath and closed his eyes, his eyelids fluttering as if he didn't want to remember, he said.

Three days after the disaster ended, the world focused on Xincheng. People were outraged and public opinion was boiling. I was arrested on the morning of the fourth day and charged with 162 crimes including human extermination, but I did not resist.

New City, Special Offender Detention Cell, FBI Headquarters, 10:00 AM.

Tell me how she is! Tell me!!!

Stark grabbed the railing and roared outside. At this time, his face was pale, his hair was messy, and his clothes were full of scratches and dust. It was obvious that he had not had time to repair himself since the end of the war.

I'm very sorry, Mr. Stark. Miss Pepper Potts suffered from post-war traumatic disorder due to that war. The fighting scenes in the last few hours were too cruel and seriously affected her mental state.

Where's the doctor? Where's the doctor from Stark Group?!

Due to the needs of the investigation, no doctors are temporarily able to serve the Stark Group. However, for humanitarian considerations, SHIELD and the FBI still allow Miss Potts to receive certain medical assistance during the investigation.

She was injured and is in a very bad condition now. You bastards, take her to the hospital!! You promised me!!

Please don't get emotional, Mr. Stark. Your trial has not started yet. You should understand that every word you say here may become evidence against you in court, and I'm afraid it won't be the case now. How many lawyers are willing to see you?”

Stark grasped the railing and closed his eyes. He lowered his head slumped, put his other hand on the table, slowly made a fist, and then said, I want to see Captain America.

I'm afraid not, sir. You have been identified by a psychiatrist at New York-Presbyterian Hospital as having serious manipulative tendencies, which is why you are detained in a special cell. To ensure the fairness of the trial and cross-examination, you now have no right to speak with anyone other than your lawyer. Anyone meeting and communicating.”

boom! Stark punched the table, but the guard just reminded: You'd better not behave violently, otherwise you may be sent to a stricter cell, and we will have the right to take physical and drug restraints on you. …”

Why didn't you resist? Schiller's question gradually brought Stark back to reality.

He was silent for a long time, and finally said: For Pepper.