[Comprehensive British and American] When the "real" Wes met Jarvis

New York at night is still bustling, but the bustle is blocked by heavy curtains. A certain luxury suite in this five-star hotel has already been occupied by people.

In the bedroom is a large comfortable bed that people can roll around at will, but the young man sleeping on the bed is frowning tightly, the eyeballs under his eyelids are constantly turning, and even sweat seeps and slips from his forehead, It ended up leaving one dark stain after another on the pillow.

Obviously, this bed did not allow him to enter a good dream, but fell into a nightmare.

No, perhaps it should be said that he struggled with his own memory.

In his few memories.

Zhen Weisi clearly knew that he was dreaming, but he couldn't control himself from waking up. This was an extremely bad experience. He felt as if his whole body had sunk into ice, and it was so cold to the bone. It reminded him of his experience of being frozen for two full years. Even in his sleep at this time, his face showed deep disgust.

In fact, there were not many scenes in the dream, only a long corridor. Zhen Weisi felt that his sight was not right, it seemed that the sight of a child's height, he moved his fingers slightly, but felt that he was being held up.

This made him raise his head reflexively, wanting to see clearly who was holding him, but unfortunately, his eyes were blurred, no matter how wide his eyes were, he could only vaguely see the figure of an adult .

He was led by this figure to run, and finally even picked up by the figure, holding him and running faster and faster.

Breathing sounded non-stop in this long, seemingly endless corridor. Zhen Weisi tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly who was holding him tightly. He saw that figure lowered his head , opened his mouth as if to say something to him.

He unconsciously held his breath, trying to hear clearly what this person wanted to say, but in the next second, his pupils suddenly shrank, reflecting a blood red.

……

The person on the bed sat up suddenly, and not long after, as if he remembered something, he stretched out his hand and pressed the switch, and the dark bedroom returned to light.

Zhen Weisi, who was sitting on the bed, raised his hand and touched his forehead. After realizing that he was sweating profusely, he twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at his pillow. The water marks on it had not completely disappeared.

Zhen Weisi had a feeling that this was indeed the case.

He got out of bed quite speechlessly and went into the bathroom.

While taking a shower, he looked at his dark circles in the mirror and clicked his tongue in distress.

Alas, his beauty, you must know that he is still responsible for the beauty of Hydra.

In the smoky bathroom, the young man's body can be seen vaguely. Although there are no obvious muscles, the whole body is lean and smooth, with straight and slender legs. Zhen Weisi, who is 1.8 meters ten, is not as good as a catwalk The kind of model, but also a good proportion.

After the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Zhen Weisi also came out barefoot with a towel on.

He took out a bottle of wine from the bar, poured a glass, took the glass and walked to the window, opened the curtains, and suddenly, the same bustling New York at night came into his eyes.

I don't know why, Zhen Weisi likes to look down from a high place, this kind of behavior can even make him feel more relaxed, often after performing the tasks assigned by Hydra, if Zhen Weisi feels bored If so, I will find a high place to look at it like this.

It feels as if one hand can grasp the traffic and the crowd underneath.

Well--

Thinking of this, Zhen Weisi raised his hand and stroked his chin, thinking.

So, is it true that his second term of middle school has not completely passed yet?

After the bottle of wine was finished, Zhen Weisi also stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and watched for almost an hour, and the depressed mood of waking up from the depressing dream dissipated a lot.

But after all, calm was not completely restored.

After thinking about it, Zhen Weisi raised his hand with the view of life that he was unhappy and others were unhappy with him, and the mobile phone that was originally placed on the bedside table flew into his hand automatically.

Then he pressed a number familiarly.

The cell phone rang in the room, and Bucky, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes. His blue eyes were cold and awake, as if he had never fallen asleep.

A ringtone for some idiot lets Bucky know exactly who's calling.

He was silent for a few seconds. Considering that the other party might really be in a hurry, he finally took the phone and connected, and then he heard a burst of laughter.

"Hey hee hee hee hee hee hee -"

That demonic, cheap and unbeatable feeling rushed towards my face and I couldn't stop it.

Bucky: ...

Maybe Zhen Weisi's head really froze in those two years.

"Three seconds."

"Don't hang up!" Zhen Weisi yelled at the phone immediately, and then his tone became serious, "Honey, I have something very important to tell you."

Bucky frowned, although Zhen Weisi's attitude sounded okay, but there was always something inconsistent, "What's the matter?"

"Hmm," Zhen Weisi coughed. He looked at the night scene outside the window and said solemnly, "This matter is very important. It's so important that I need to organize my words. Don't hang up."

"Yeah." A short reply, although the tone was a bit cold, but Bucky did not hang up the phone, but waited.

Then he heard the so-called important words from the person on the other end of the phone in a tone that even the Winter Soldier found unbearable—

"I love you, honey, you are my Zhu—"

"beep--"

Before Zhen Weisi finished speaking, the person on the other end hung up the phone mercilessly.

Bucky: Very sick.

"Hahahaha-"

Laughter immediately filled this luxurious suite. Zhen Weisi was originally sitting on the floor covered with blankets, leaning against the glass window, because he laughed so hard that he couldn't help covering his stomach and directly He slipped and lay on his back on the ground.

"Hahahahaha—hiccup!"

A belch directly interrupted Zhen Weisi's laughter, but at least it made him catch his breath.

He collapsed directly on the ground, next to the empty wine bottle, the young man's face was flushed with drunkenness, but his eyes were still clear.

I have to say that harassing Bucky when he is unhappy is really a very correct choice!

It is obvious that Bucky is a cold guy, but for some reason, he can always hit Zhen Weisi's mysterious smile.

When the laughter gradually stopped, Zhen Weisi, who was still lying on the floor, turned his head to look outside, his green eyes reflected the scene outside, and the bedroom became quiet again.

Zhen Weisi was thinking about one thing.

After he finishes his mission and goes back, he will probably be cleaned up by Bucky.

Thinking of this, the handsome young man's face wrinkled into a ball, and he raised his hand to touch his own face, with a worried expression on his face.

Bucky, that guy will definitely attack his face because he is jealous of his beauty.

After all, every time Zhen Weisi was trained by Bucky, without exception, his face would be injured.

This is probably the price of molesting Bucky, alas.

Zhen Weisi sighed, but quickly laughed again.

I'll talk about it later, anyway, he's in a better mood now.

Then, it's time for the last mission.

When the daylight dispelled the night, a new day came again. Because of the safe return of Tony Stark, Stark Industries will hold a press conference today to stabilize the somewhat turbulent stock market of Stark Industries.

Zhen Weisi took the last bite of fried chicken in his hand, looked up at the building in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yo, it's quite impressive, this Stark Tower.

Then he took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and walked in just like that. When passing through the security check, he calmly took out a press card, and then slipped in smoothly.

For Zhen Weisi, forging an identity is probably the easiest thing to do. After all, the firewall of the police station's population data network is no different from opening his arms to welcome him in.

The meeting room for the press conference is on the third floor, not too far away. There is even a signboard thoughtfully placed in the lobby on the first floor. Unfortunately, although Zhen Weisi wrote down the diagram, he still got lost .

If it wasn't for a reporter who went to the toilet to bring him over, Zhen Weisi might not be able to come here by the end of the press conference.

I don't know where he bought a pair of glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose. Holding a notebook at this moment, he really looks like a reporter.

Standing on the stage and talking confidently, the man looked very familiar. It was the Tony Stark that Zhen Weisi had met in Terrorist.

All the people in the audience were busy taking notes, or fighting for the opportunity to ask questions. No one noticed that a little villain who was secretly poking at Stark Industries was mixed into the press conference.

The male reporter sitting on the chair in the back swished down something with a pen until he understood that someone next to him asked, "You know Troy on the stage... how did Troy Stark escape?" ?"

The male reporter stopped writing, and he turned his head to look at the young man next to him, with an expression so indescribable.

But the young man he looked at was obviously more puzzled, the green eyes under the lens blinked and blinked, showing innocence, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Weisi tried hard to remember if he had exposed anything, but after thinking about it, he still pretended to be perfect, and he even rarely remembered the name of the person in charge of Stark!

The male reporter said quietly, "As an interviewer, why can you even remember the interviewer's name wrong?"

Zhen Weisi: ...

So... the young man tilted his head, did he remember wrong again?

"Hey, I just came here not long ago, I was a little dizzy and I remembered it wrong," Zhen Weisi explained casually, and then quickly shifted to his previous question, "So do you know how he escaped from danger?"

"No, I don't know." The male reporter rolled his eyes, "If I knew, I think my editor-in-chief would be so happy."

After all, this is an exclusive news, and it is the kind that will definitely sell well.

"That's a pity." Zhen Weisi was also a little disappointed, hoping that the group of terrorists were still alive, so that he could satisfy his mood of watching the excitement.

Because of what Tony said again on the stage, the male reporter didn't bother to chat, and memorized a lot of words, until he felt that the young man next to him seemed to have nothing to do, he couldn't help turning his head.

In the end, he actually saw the young man fell asleep!

The editor-in-chief of this guy will definitely be pissed off!The male reporter thought dumbfounded.

In fact, Zhen Weisi did not fall asleep, he just felt that the press conference was not as interesting as he imagined, so his thoughts ran out and slipped into the network of Stark Tower.

At first, just like he was on other websites, he walked easily as if walking around his own house, and the firewall had no effect on him at all.

Until he found a database that seemed to be encrypted, his incarnate light sphere turned around curiously, then tentatively stretched out a 'hand' to poke it, and found that there was no big problem, so he was ready to step in .

But just halfway through, he suddenly noticed something and backed out abruptly.

A cage made of codes suddenly appeared, but he didn't pay attention to the ball of light because it was only a second away.

Hey, it's dangerous!

The light ball bounced a few times, as if a human being patted his chest to ease his emotions.

It had been a long time since Zhen Weisi had such a thrilling feeling. He felt that he had underestimated the enemy a little. After thinking about it, he thought that there was no problem at first and sneaked in himself. It felt a little bad.

He turned his 'body' and planned to leave. After all, at least he had to wait until his own body was no longer in Stark Tower before he could venture into it with confidence.

But a ball of light similar to him stood behind him.

Zhen Wei was taken aback for a moment, he backed up quickly, and the ball of light caught up immediately, countless codes were generated, run, and canceled each other out between them, if it was a human body, no matter how fast the hand speed If you can't keep up with them, you may lose them in just a few minutes.

Who the hell is this guy!Zhen Weisi clicked his tongue while fleeing, it was the first time he met someone who could chase him so closely, he couldn't return to his body at all now, otherwise the position of his body might be exposed!

Tony, who was originally speaking on the press conference platform, saw the screen of his mobile phone light up, and a message appeared on it——

Someone has broken into the Stark Tower network and wants to steal information. I'm hunting him down and I need your help, sir.

Tony's eyes darkened, he immediately took the phone, and under the gaze of so many eyes from the audience, he just stepped off the stage.

"Tony, you—"

Pepper was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately realized that she was going to hold Tony. She thought her boss was being willful again.

But Tony interrupted her with a serious face, "Pepper, the press conference is in your hands. Jarvis said that someone wants to steal company secrets, and I need to help him."

To be able to make Jarvis ask Tony for assistance, the level of the person who broke in is definitely not low.

But just as he was leaving the press conference, his phone was on again.

No one noticed that a young man quietly left the press conference.

Tony's hurried footsteps suddenly stopped when he saw the new news——

Sir, the person who broke in may be Zhen Weisi.

When sending the message, Jarvis felt that a certain area of ​​his code had become confused, and when Zhen Weiss was still with them 11 years ago, his area would have this from time to time. Phenomenon.

That's the area he's in charge of simulating emotions.