Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 158

After unintentionally clearing Tony's game, Bumblebee started to play Angry Birds.

The look of Tony holding the game controller in a trance can't get out of his mind for a long time, which makes him feel very embarrassed.

Even superheroes are sometimes easily defeated.

Tony doesn't get sad easily, once he gets sad, a wisp of brown hair hangs down on his forehead, the flickering light in his maple-colored pupils flickers, even his thin lips are tightly pursed, exuding a heroic disappointment that makes people love and The breath of pity came, and I couldn't help but want to send a shoulder that I could rely on.

This kind of brain supplement disappeared without a trace in the sharp stare of the old father's face, and there was not even a scum left.

The little yellow man Bob, who was peeking at the door and thinking about it, shrank his shoulders guiltily, squeezed out a bright smile showing big teeth, and tried to pretend nothing happened.

He just went up to the refrigerator to get corn flakes. How could he expect to see such a great thing as Daisy's father being cleared by others in the game halfway, watching the excitement with relish, and how could he expect to get burned halfway through eating melons, so he had to force himself Give birth to the courage to face.

After all, in the not-too-distant future, he will be able to accompany Daisy in her great career.

And this rare courage to fight against the powerful was quickly thrown thousands of miles away when Tony put down the handle and raised his legs. No straight spine can compare with a strong desire to survive. Bob is carrying cornflakes, Turn around and run away.

"I'm not hurt," Tony said.

As he was talking, Daisy, who was brought by Wendy after changing her clothes, ran in from the outside. When she saw her father, she hugged her affectionately, and then went to Bumblebee's place without stopping, poking her head to watch the Autobots play. angry Birds.

Bumblebee stretched out its arms so that the little climber could sit up and see better.

Daisy now likes to stay with Bumblebee, and sometimes she can't help neglecting her old father.

The guests who can come to her house are often very good people, from Peter to Aunt Xiaona to Bumblebee, she likes everyone very much.

Of course, except for the bad doctor Simpson who likes to scare children with injections.

"Fly." Tuanzi looked down at the red bird flying out of the screen, surprised.

Such an afternoon is dull, but not lacking in warmth. Tony stood there, silently watching his daughter and Bumblebee play in friendship. After watching for a while, he wanted to turn around and go to the studio to perfect the production plan of the new armor, but he heard Jarvis say: "Mr. , you have guests."

The chairman doesn't have to go to Stark Industries these two days, his assistants are good, and he doesn't have any urgent projects. Except for the roadblocks of the Decepticon Autobots who may attack at any time, he can't think of anyone else who will come to visit on weekdays.

As for the roadblock, Jarvis's location mysteriously disappeared after he left Queens. Later, he tried various relocation methods, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Who?" Tony asked.

"Cody Walter." The smart butler gave an information interface with a serious man's head on it, "The U.S. State Department."

Tony immediately looked expressionless, glanced at the message quickly, raised his hand and pushed the holographic projection away, raised his leg and went out, thinking of something before leaving, said: "Bumblebee, go to the garage."

The visitor came to Stark's house to learn about the situation according to the instructions of Secretary of State Ross.

Tony was very annoyed by this kind of visit. Presumably the guests could see some clues from his indifferent hospitality attitude. Unfortunately, the other party didn't care. He pushed his glasses and said coldly: "Mr. Stark, Secretary Ross sent me..."

"Speak straight," Tony said.

He sat with his feet crossed, his left leg folded on top of his right leg, and after he finished speaking, he changed his posture and folded his right leg on top.

The back is always straight.

"You already know about the robot incident in Queens."

Tony raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would know who the person who rushed to rescue after the accident was."

"Yes." Cody smiled.

His smile was like a mask with the corners of his mouth hanging on his face. It was very standard, but it always felt unnatural.

"What do you know about robots?"

Tony looked up and looked around.

Cody didn't know why, so he looked around and saw nothing except the good living conditions.

"If my name wasn't written on the house purchase contract, I would have thought this was an interrogation room," Tony said.Seeing that Cody's smile suddenly disappeared, he leaned over to the table to pick up the teacup, took a sip from his lips, and said, "Just kidding. I don't know what robot it is. If Ross sent you here, it was to ask this I'm afraid he will be disappointed."

Cody then got serious, took out a document from the briefcase he was carrying, and handed it to Tony.

"The Secretary of State is concerned about the turmoil brought about by robots, and he is also concerned about a felon associated with this turmoil." He said, "He thinks you can help, and will be happy to help, Mr. Stark."

Tony didn't take it seriously. He opened the document bag and took a look, but his eyes seemed to have been glued to the thin paper. After a while, he looked up at Cody, folded the paper slowly, and asked: "I do not quite understand."

Cody saw the slight change in his expression, but he didn't say it out loud. He spread his hands and said, "Before the robot showed up in Queens, he."

Cody stretched out his finger and pointed to the document Tony was holding: "He has appeared outside the military's confidential protection site. Although only someone saw his face and did not find his whereabouts, there is no doubt that he has something to do with robots. .”

"The government has never given up on chasing him over the years. I think you know that he is no longer a hero, but a fugitive," Cody said.

After he finished speaking, there was a hard smile on his face again: "He also showed up during the Kryptonian war, and the Secretary of State knew it. It's a pity that you were injured at the time and couldn't arrest him, Mr. Stark."

"Ross knows a lot." Tony pressed his thumb lightly on the paper, looked directly at Cody, his eyes burning with heat, "Then the Secretary of State should also know that his whereabouts are unknown now, even if I can't find anyone. "

"Of course." Cody said, "I just want you to pay attention, Mr. Stark."

Tony fell silent.

He didn't speak, neither did Cody, the two were relatively silent in the living room, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a while.

No one cares about embarrassment or not, and they guess the other person's psychology. The surface is calm, but the heart does not know what kind of turbulent waves are surging.

Until a ball rolled over.

"Oh." Wendy yelled softly at the door, and then covered her mouth, a little panicked, but couldn't hold back the little baby at home and ran to the living room bared from under her hands.

Daisy ran after the ball until Papa came.

Bumblebee was playing the game well, but for some reason, she suddenly ran into the garage and turned into a silent Camaro next to the Porsche. She had no fun playing alone, and her father had guests, so she could only sit in the corridor. Roll the ball.

The ball is not obedient, and wants to drill into the living room.

Tuanzi bent down to pick up the ball, and when she looked up and saw her father's very serious face, her little face suddenly tensed up—usually her father's expression like this is when she has done something wrong and she needs to be punished.

Daisy immediately put her two chubby legs together, and stood obediently in front of her father, but when she stood up, she observed again, and found that the old father's eyes were not looking at her, but the one behind her who was not too happy to look at her. uncle.

"Your daughter is so lovely, Mr. Stark." Cody said.

He stood up, buttoned his suit jacket, and put on his briefcase by the way: "I still have things to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Tony didn't get up.

It was Wendy who escorted the guests to the door, and she didn't like the smile of this man, but after leaving Tony, his face sank, and the corners of his lips didn't even have any curvature.

"Father is not happy." Daisy lied softly into the old father's arms, raised her hand to touch Tony's sulking beard, which seemed to be blowing to the sky.

With such a touch, the old father's face changed smoothly.

It's just that instead of being happy, it looks like it's about to spank.

"Ma'am, your hands are dirty." Tony grabbed the soft little hands that were on his face, and asked Daisy to look at the little black bear's paws, "Go and wash them off."

"Daddy washes too." The toddler put down the ball and rubbed his face with his hands—she learned to wash her face in a decent way. As she grew up, she could also take the towel twisted by her father and put it on her face. Wipe it clean, "Dad is not happy."

"Unhappiness can't be washed away with water." Tony said, "I'm not unhappy."

He looked at his daughter who was about to approach again, and ruthlessly stretched out his hand to separate the distance between the parent and the child: "Very good. Now your face is also dirty."

The old father still looked serious.But after saying these two sentences, his eyebrows seemed to relax a bit, and he carried his daughter to the bathroom to wipe it off, and his movements were also gentle.

After the guests visited, Tony didn't say much for a day, and asked Jarvis to check someone's whereabouts. As he said, nothing could be found.

The document Cody gave was placed on the desktop, and spread out was a portrait and the blurry figure captured by the surveillance camera in the night.

Bumblebee thought that the roadblock would find the Stark father and daughter soon, but unexpectedly, several days of calm passed.

In a flash, the calendar was torn to the tenth.

"Your companion didn't show up either," Tony said.

Bumblebee gradually stopped playing games, and looked forward to it every day in front of the villa, but there was nothing to see except for the trees that grew well in the distance and tried to keep their greenness in the colder season.

"Maybe tomorrow," said Bumblebee softly.

Silent night.

After coaxing Daisy to sleep, Tony also went to sleep in the room. The villa was pitch black, except for the light on the door.

In the silence, a few cars came quietly in the distance.

The leading red and blue Peterbilt heavy-duty truck is dazzling even in the dark.

Unlike the several cars behind him with no one in the driver's seat, his front seat gave a stalwart figure.

"Is that right there?" Juggernaut asked, "Steve?"