World Code 427

Jasmine Walker.

This was the only way Stark could think of. Although he really had the idea of ​​asking the police for help before, he knew that at such times, those useless and rigid men in uniform would definitely Coax him out of the police station, maybe even the gambling will be exposed.

During this period of 0427, he had to be careful, and any delay might become an important stumbling block to failure.

Jasmine Walker was a good idea, but Tony didn't know where to find her, and his heart tensed again after getting some relief just now.

"Do you like to blow cold wind?" Bill's voice sounded in Stark's ear, but when the man subconsciously turned around and looked around, he couldn't find the person who spoke.

Tony felt like he was being teased; "I don't like it, but I can't think without oxygen."

"Already entered the state? You thought of finding their clues."

"Obviously you can solve all this in a simpler way, such as telling me directly," Stark was not in the mood to joke with Bill, he walked along the street on his own, in fact without any purpose, "Peter has A friend, or he himself knows the girl named Jasmine Walker, she is a tracker, as long as you find her, everything can be solved."

"How do you want to find her?" Bill appeared next to Stark, staring at the next intersection in the distance without squinting, his tone was as lukewarm as ever, like a bystander who had nothing to do with himself .

"Peter, but I don't know where Peter is."

"I know where his house is," Bill said slowly, "but I won't tell you."

Stark glared at him.

"You came to help me, but you didn't want to tell me anything. You didn't want the world to perish, so you let me come, but I don't know anything!" The middle-aged man stopped and looked out. The back of the person who also stopped a few steps, the emotions in the eyes are complicated and incomprehensible.

In fact, what he said was true.

"I can't violate the rules. Your ability determines the survival of this world. My assistance is only a guide and a reminder. I can't interfere with any rules that break the balance." Bill's hair was blown by the wind, he looked so natural , just like ordinary human beings, "You can naturally choose to wait until the time limit arrives, and go back to your world with all the regretful memories left here, even if you are a witness to the destruction, but after all It has nothing to do with you. The choice is in the hands of the system and in your hands."

Stark didn't speak for a long time, he was hesitating, he opened his mouth a few times but swallowed the words back, finally the middle-aged man with brown hair started to walk again, although it was very slow, he said: "I You won't get what you want."

"I hope you and I don't think the same 'wish'."

The two started walking again, Stark glanced at Bill, and then asked in a nonchalant manner, "If Coulson and the others catch up with me again, right here, right now, will you help me?" ?”

"will not."

"Oh well, just pretend I never asked." Stark quickened his pace and walked in front of Bill. It was obvious that the man was getting upset. There is no slowing down.

"You shouldn't have any hope for me. Compared to that, you should find a real companion as soon as possible, with the same position."

"I have hope for you. From where do you see that I have hope for you? Is it a stab wound in my abdomen or a sprained ankle? I even wish you would stop following me, is it true that you will always say goodbye to me?" I'm monitoring, that's like a mouse in a cage? Well, to be honest, I hate that look in your eyes," Stark suddenly stopped, and then waved his arms randomly in the air to match his own words, but He just paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward without looking back, "Without you, I would have a better understanding of my situation instead of asking you to pressurize me blindly. What are you? AI, robot? Highly intelligent alien Starman, you strike me as smug enough to think you can play with the world by hiding out of the greenhouse—like a Bitch."

Perhaps after saying this, Tony regretted a bit. After all, he was so reckless towards a man he didn't know well. Walk.

"You are not as cowardly as I imagined." Bill did not rush to catch up with Stark, his voice was very soft, but it was enough to make Tony feel uncomfortable, and the blond young man threw himself Grabbing Tony's wrist, "It's not safe here at night. You can make a reasonable plan first. As for the implementation, you can choose tomorrow."

"Let go!" Stark turned around and struggled with his wrist, but the opponent's five fingers were pinched tightly on his bones like pliers, not only hurting, but also unable to move at all, Tony struggled hard After a long time, he finally gave up and let the other party hold on. After all, the pain in his lower abdomen made him struggle, "Please let go Mr. Bill, you hurt me!"

"Are you angry?"

"It's not necessary at all, I just don't want to go back there."

"You'd rather live on the street?" Bill's hand relaxed a little, but Tony didn't struggle either.

"... "

"Then you are afraid. You are more afraid of being alone than you are afraid of those people coming back to you."

"Stop talking nonsense there and let me go quickly." Stark was a little impatient, maybe some sentence or word hit his sore spot.

"Then why choose this bustling street, the riverside park is a good choice for relaxation."

"Who do you think you are, Detective Sherlock Holmes, Detective Sherlock?" Stark stared at Bill with his brown innocent eyes, and deliberately deviated from the topic, pretending to be calm and shaking his head from side to side, pretending to be natural, " I like it here, I—"

Tony stopped talking, because another thing attracted his attention, which was a street gallery, but it was very inconspicuous, and it was closed now.

Bill noticed Stark's dazed expression, and released his wrist within a few seconds. The blond man also glanced in that direction, and then said thoughtfully, "You found out."

"No, wait, I seem to know something!" Starkla looked back, he half-raised his head and stared at the person in front of him, with a slightly stiff expression, "Gallery is the only chance, I can Finding Peter, why didn't I think of this earlier?! Oh my god, I wish they were in New York, I'm starting to regret not taking the notes seriously."

"So you're going there now?"

"If Heroes and the others play their cards according to common sense, then he will definitely go there, but before that, I have to find some clues..." Stark seemed a little happy, it was like a little girl lost and found her The long-lost beloved plush bear.

"You're going to be in danger," Bill said, "and I'm not going to protect you."

Stark stopped talking, and he withdrew all the expressions on his face and replaced it with a look of indifference, so he only heard Bill's voice hovering in the hazy night.

"You have something, if you insist on bathing in the moonlight and cold wind for a while, I can take you to get it first."

"what is that?"

"I have no right to open private packages."

After hearing this answer, Stark was completely amused by Bill's rigid seriousness: "Come on, you don't even need to open it to know what's inside."

Bill shrugged casually and walked forward.

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