The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

At the very beginning, I was a little puzzled. Why was it such a coincidence that T'Challa was attacked while I was on the phone? Unless, someone wanted to lure us there. Stark said in a low voice.

Coincidentally, we arrived just at the moment when he did it, and then heard him yell out the phrase 'Hydra'. No matter how stupid the Hydra people are, they are a spy organization after all, and no spy After the organization sent a killer to kill, it still had to let witnesses know who did it.

Steve also frowned deeply, and he said: It seems to be a bit strange, but it may also be a coincidence. What makes me even more puzzled is that the difficulty for us to deal with Hydra has suddenly increased. This matter is even more serious. suspicious.

They're pushing us to get together because if we get together a lot, he'll be able to stir up the emotions between us better, and then turn us against each other and start a war.

Speaking of this, the backs of several humans felt a little chilly, Steve slowly closed his eyes, he let out a breath, and leaned on the back of the chair, as if he had lost all his strength, he said: ...You guys Do you know how that world war started?

Everyone was silent. Obviously, this was not a question. Anyone could think of it. Even if it was written in the textbook, it looked like a conspiracy.

There is still room for war between ordinary people, but there is no room for war among us. Once a war breaks out, not only New York, but the country, the continent, and even the earth may suffer extremely serious damage. Steve showed a sad expression, Obviously thought of something.

Hive... Hydra... Stark closed his eyes slightly, but the exposed part contained a sharp light, and on his tired face, the light in his eyes was even brighter.

Suddenly, Steve stood up. He looked down at his bruised and dusty uniform, and his shield that was worn out from a great battle, and walked towards the still lying on the ground. Stark.

Stark's battle armor is no longer as clean as new. The original shiny metal has been scratched with various marks, some parts are still smoking, and there is a bloodstain on one side of his temple, which seems to be when he fell. bruised.

At this time, the two of them looked at each other quietly, both feeling absurd for the other's disheveled posture.

Steve wiped his face, looked at his arms again, and said, If this is what happens when we two fight...

He took a deep breath, shook his head, and continued, I'm glad that this happened in such a state that both of us are still alive, we didn't lose an arm or a leg, we didn't bleed too much, we didn't stand up ...

Steve leaned down, as if he wanted to lift Stark up, but Stark turned over, avoiding Steve's shadow in a somewhat embarrassed posture, and then slowly got up from the ground, staggering After a few clicks, he stood opposite him.

When the two of them faced each other, they both saw the same belief and flame in each other's eyes. Stark still raised his head high, lowered his eyelids, and looked at Steve with the lower part of his eyes. He said: I feel like I won, but it doesn't make me proud at all.

We almost turned a planet into ruins. If I wake up from my dream and see the earth like this... Stark trembled when he took a breath, and the ending turned sharply: I don't even know what to do. How to avenge it, because it was we who did it.

I tried my best to prevent this from happening. Steve pursed his lips and said, There are many people like me who not only tried their best but also gave their lives just to prevent this from happening. happened,

If they really intend to do this... Stark raised his voice: Then I will tell them with my actions that they have found the wrong person.

Steve looked into his eyes, silent, then, Stark raised his somewhat smoking arm, paused in mid-air, and thumped Steve on the shoulder.

Both exhausted fell down.

The sound of them falling on the ground was a little dull, like the thunder that suddenly sounded in the endless night and heavy rain.

In addition to the thunder, there is also a hopeful light like the dawn.

The picture on the projection screen was frozen at this moment. In Schiller's thinking hall, Schiller wearing a long black trench coat said slowly: Perhaps, this is the difference between your world and Gotham. On a rainy night, there are lightning bolts that cut through the sky and bring light.

I often think that Iron Man is a bit like Batman. Schiller in a white coat said, but then he shook his head and said: But Batman doesn't have Captain America, or if he does, he never will Punch him like Stark just did.

I've finished talking about the plan with that lunatic, now it's your turn? Schiller in the black trench coat turned his head and looked at himself next to him. Schiller in the white coat looked at the ceiling and said, What are you talking about? I Can't understand.

We are one person, are you still going to deceive yourself? Or let me make it clearer, how did T'Challa get attacked?

Of course it's Hydra's conspiracy. Schiller in white smiled and said, he paused, and added: Of course, I provided a little help, really only a little bit.

Why are you dealing with Hydra? Don't tell me that you are a good man with justice and want to help the Avengers deal with their worst enemy.

Of course not. Remember the first time I went to S.H.I.E.L.D. for counseling?

Remember, all the agents avoid you, but this is normal. Is it because of this that you hate them?

No, they're not coming for counseling, I'm happy to be free, but have you forgotten? They broke the smoke alarm in my office, and I almost got caught in the rain, and at that time, I didn't have an umbrella.

The projection screen lit up again, and in the office of the Arkham Sanatorium, Schiller was fiddling with a small device, with a manual and a mess of parts beside him.

While dismantling the smoke alarm device clumsily, he murmured to himself in a low voice: It seems that someone has installed other infrared sensing devices here, allowing them to control the smoke alarms in every room at any time. ...

As he said that, he violently removed one of the parts, looked at it in his hand, but found nothing, and then threw it on the table again, and the smoke alarm in his hand was completely exhausted. It fell apart.

Schiller turned around, took out another box of smoke alarms of the same model from under the desk, and then threw the one he broke into the trash can, where there were already seven or eight wreckage of smoke alarms, and walked away None of it was very peaceful.

After destroying all the smoke alarms of the same model in that box, Schiller finally came to a conclusion that could not be simpler—someone in S.H.I.E.L.D. could indeed control the smoke alarms in each room. When the siren suddenly goes off and the water is sprinkled, it is either an accident or someone behind the scenes.

For the next two days, Schiller frequently shuttled around SHIELD, sometimes chatting with Natasha while smoking, sometimes having dinner with Coulson in the cafeteria, and sometimes chatting with Nick about the economy in his office Questions about learning...

And in one evening, Schiller returned to the nursing home, and then wrote a name on a medical record - Grant Ward.

A few days later, a series of names appeared on the medical record. An arrow was drawn next to the name of Grant Ward, pointing to John Garrett, and next to the name of John Garrett, another arrow was drawn. An arrow pointing at Alexander Pierce.

I don't have any grudges with Pierce, he can be a Hydra if he wants to, but before he left S.H.I.E.L.D., in order to strengthen his control, he didn't even let go of the smoke alarm, so he insisted on getting an extra set. Remote control system to control the siren? And left the system to Garrett, and left a remote control to Ward...

Schiller in the white coat on the chair shrugged and said, I know I'm not welcome, but that's not the reason they plan to drench me. At that time, I didn't even have an umbrella... Remember you said words?

Schiller in black turned his head to look at him, and the two showed a tacit smile, and he said, When I don't have an umbrella, no one can think of rain.

Schiller in a white coat leaned back on the chair and looked ahead. His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

Working in S.H.I.E.L.D. gave me the opportunity to get in touch with Pierce. One day, I visited him and wanted to discuss a business with him, which was about Zhenjin.

At that time, he didn't know that the new material molten steel was about to be born. No one knew about it except us. After I disclosed the news to him, he immediately realized the business opportunity, because molten steel will replace Zhenjin.

This means that if the Wakanda people know the news, the price of vibrating gold will definitely plunge, and they will be eager to sell the vibrating gold in their hands to cash in order to resist the impact of new materials.

Sure enough, Pierce contacted Eric, the leader of Wakanda's second largest tribe, and he sent Crow to contact Eric, but Eric opened his mouth. It's not surprising that he wanted to make enough money at once. , and then go to shake T’Challa’s rule.”

At this time, I gave Pierce another suggestion, instead of using the information gap to acquire Zhenjin in advance, it is better to put Eric on the throne, disrupt the situation in Wakanda, and then manipulate it, you know, like every coup in Africa Like that.

In fact, I don't need to remind, Pierce also thought of this, but the reason why he didn't do it immediately was because he had doubts about Eric's loyalty. To my disappointment, he didn't have a strong brainwashing method himself. In the end, I have to come.

I used crazy wine to sneak into Eric's subconscious and gave him hints. Of course, he himself has deep malice towards T'Challa. What I did more was to let him say the right words at the right time. if.

That toxin...

You are very familiar with it. Didn't you just take it out of Constantine's body? According to Constantine, the cursed soul is also a rare thing in that world. Of course, no one has seen it in this world.

After hearing this, Schiller in the black windbreaker adjusted his posture and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair. He said, It seems that this time the three of us worked together to accomplish a great event.

In terms of the order of action, you want to take revenge on Hydra, so you planned the assassination of T'Challa, which led to the Hive Hydra and broke my umbrella, so I planned the extraterrestrial civil war event, and finally, The madman and the rain from another world put a perfect end to everything.

Schiller in the white coat leaned forward, picked up the wine glass from the coffee table in front of him, and poured a glass of wine for himself and the other self.

Looking from the back of the sofa, two wine glasses collided, and the froth from the collision of the wine rose slowly, and the room unfolded like a box.

A small green-haired building block figurine was placed in the center of the room in a big hand. The head of the building block figure is a cylinder and the hands are C-shaped.

A green-haired figure lowered his head, looked at the three identical building block figurines in the box, only with different clothes and hair colors, and said with a smile:

We're really three detectives, aren't we?

In fact, it's still three/Detective

God of neurosis

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