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

London, England.

This is a busy street, and there are many office buildings standing upright, and pedestrians with a brown briefcase under their arms can be seen walking through the crowd everywhere.

Someone was crouching on a high place, with a black muzzle pointed at the street, and the cold wind blowing from the top of the tall building shook his short brown hair hanging on the side of his face, but it didn't affect his state at all. At this time, a light voice came from his headset.

"Hey, no one sees you now, honey~"

Bucky's gaze was focused on the scope, but his target hadn't appeared in it yet, and his voice was rather cold, in stark contrast to the voice in the headset.

One cold and one hot, like winter and summer.

"If you talk less nonsense, I can hide better."

"I always feel that your attitude towards me is getting worse and worse recently," Zhen Weisi on the other end of the headset sighed, he didn't stop like Bucky warned, and he talked nonsense even more vigorously, "Could it be Is it that we have reached the cold period of the relationship, but I don't think we have even passed the honeymoon period-"

"It's a pity for me sometimes, Zhen Weisi." Bucky's cold words came through the headset.

"What a pity?"

This is a room with four monitors, and Zhen Weisi is staying here. There are obviously three pictures on the screen that are transferred from the monitors. They are very familiar, because that is the street where Bucky is staying. As for Fourth, the background color is dark, with only dazzling codes on it.

And Zhen Weisi was typing on the keyboard to control the four computers, and at the same time he could spare time to harass Bucky. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I always think it's not a good word."

In fact, Bucky's next words did not disappoint his feelings.

"If the target of my mission is you, I can make you shut up."

"Oh——" Zhen Weisi gasped exaggeratedly, and there was a fake cry that could be heard in a second, "You are really attracted by the goblins outside—"

For a moment, Bucky wanted to throw the headset away.

Zhen Weisi's tone became serious in the next second.

"The mission target is coming. There are still about 15 seconds left. He will enter your range. You only have one shot at most, my dear," Zhen Weisi pressed the Enter key and glanced at the space he had invaded. Seeing what the place saw, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and there was a schadenfreude in his tone, "The person behind this country is not easy to get along with, if you don't evacuate quickly enough, maybe next time I have to go to prison to visit you."

Just like Zhen Weisi said, after 15 seconds passed, the mission target appeared within Bucky's range. He walked to his work place with a briefcase in his hands like any other ordinary person, and was ready to push He opened the door without any awareness of the danger from high altitude.

The cold wind was bitter, just like Bucky's short reply, it was cold to the bottom of people's hearts.

"One shot is enough."

The crosshair of the scope was aimed at that target, and then, the trigger was pressed, and the bullet made a small sound of breaking through the air as it fell rapidly, and then accurately shot into the back of the head.

With a bang, someone fell at the door, blood gradually overflowed from the back of his head, and then spread, and screams followed, but none of this affected the man who had completed the task.

With a sound of "Kara", the door behind Zhen Weisi was pushed open, he turned his head, and whistled when he saw the man walking in, "Wow, I'm so glad you successfully completed the task again dear, speaking of it You're pretty cool when you're wearing this mask."

Those blue eyes glanced at him, and then quickly retracted. Bucky closed the door behind him, glanced at the layout of the room, and then walked to a chair and sat down.

It wasn't until then that he took off the mask he was wearing, but Zhen Weisi quickly picked it up.

While wearing it on his face, half of his face was covered, he twisted his head trying to find the mirror, but in the end he could only give up looking for this non-existent thing and reluctantly took a picture of it with the monitor. for a moment.

But it seemed that he didn't have the feeling of the Winter Soldier wearing this thing, which made Zhen Weiss quickly lose interest. He turned around and looked at Bucky who was cleaning the gun.

"I don't feel comfortable wearing this thing." Through the mask, Zhen Weisi's voice became a little muffled, "Boss and the others must have never tried this kind of thing, I have to say that this thing is really—"

Zhen Weisi finally couldn't help pulling it off, and then took a deep breath before continuing, "——It's really hard."

Bucky was noncommittal, and he kept looking down at the gun in his hand, as if it was a peerless beauty, and concentrated on wiping it.

"I always feel that you are deliberately ignoring me." Zhen Weisi muttered.

There was an invisible pause in the action of wiping the gun, but soon returned to normal frequency, Bucky thought expressionlessly, did this idiot finally find out?

"The list given to us by BOSS is the last one left." Zhen Weisi sat back on the chair in front of the monitor, typed a few times on the keyboard, and brought up a list with a bust of a person on it, and a short After a few lines of introduction, he turned sideways and looked at the Winter Soldier who finally looked up, "But his information is a bit deep, and I need to inquire again before I can find out his whereabouts."

The Winter Soldier noticed the relaxed expression on Zhen Weisi's face, and he said in a low voice, "It seems that it is not difficult for you."

"Of course!" Zhen Weisi snapped his fingers, and he said briskly:

"But it's very exciting to me~"

"That's pretty exciting."

At the same time, somewhere, someone said something similar.

"Here are all the people who are almost at the top of the computer level in the UK, but they told me that they couldn't stop the invasion of a mysterious force, and they couldn't even know what they stole. I didn't understand that until I received the notice of the shooting. The purpose of unknown forces, but the reply I got was that it still cannot be stopped."

He is leaning on a small black umbrella, and his figure is a bit fat. His tone of voice is very gentle and his expression is also very calm, but when those light gray eyes scanned the surrounding area, everyone seemed to be shocked, and couldn't help but He lowered his head, and some people even showed shameful expressions because of what he said.

The tip of the black umbrella tapped the ground a few times, and the man's voice was low, "Raise your heads, everyone."

Everyone raised their heads obediently and looked at the man standing in front of them.

"What I need is not your guilt, it doesn't help what we need to accomplish." He said lightly.

Someone came in, walked up to the man and said something in a low voice, the man raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled slightly at his subordinates, "When you encounter a problem, you have to find a way to solve it, I don't like hearing the word 'sorry' very much .”

And now, his solution to the problem came.

The man turned and left under the eyes of his subordinates.

The man in the suit in the conference room seemed impatient to wait. He tugged his tie, walked to the French window to look at the scenery outside, and kept complaining about himself to his housekeeper.

"Do you know how inconceivable I felt when I received the news from that guy? I always thought that the two of us probably belonged to the kind who wanted to never see each other after graduation. After all, I couldn't understand his character. He always felt that I intended to Bringing down his brother, oh come on!" He spread his hands and sneered, "I'm not interested in a brother who is as bad as him, I think it's a miracle that I could endure being a roommate with him at that time, I didn't expect One day I will be able to receive his request for help—”

"It's not asking for help, Mr. Stark," a faint voice came from the door. The visitor had a low voice, his pale gray eyes watched Tony standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and turned around, "This can only be called a transaction. .”

"Did the word asking for help hurt your self-esteem, Mr. Holmes?" Tony pulled out a long tone. Although there was a smile on his face, it seemed full of provocation.

Abbreviation, less beating.

However, Mycroft didn't seem to be irritated. To him, no matter how much Tony deserved a beating, he couldn't be more irritating than his younger brother's tone. With a black umbrella in his hand, he walked to the sofa and sat down. .

"If you think saying that will make you happy, I don't care."

"Oh, your tone is really disgusting," Tony's expression twisted, he walked to the sofa and sat down, raised his legs, curled his lips, "It's like a second-year middle school student whose parents tolerate me." juvenile."

"If you think so, I don't mind." Mycroft had a perfect smile on his face, glanced at Tony, and was about to say something.

"STOP!" Tony stopped him in time, and he said angrily, "No matter what you analyze from me, don't tell me." How could Tony, who used to be a classmate, not know the characteristics of McCoff? To avoid getting angry and hurt internally, he has long chosen to refuse to listen to such things.

"I just found out that you have encountered some minor problems recently," Mycroft looked as if he was genuinely worried about his old classmates, and he even sighed slightly, as if Tony's words had hurt him. Successfully made Tony show a disgusted expression, "The clothes, the expression, everything about you is telling me, I really can't ignore it."

"Okay, let's stop disgusting each other between us!" Tony had to take the lead in a truce. He crossed his arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Tell me, what I need to do."

Half an hour later, Tony followed Mycroft to an office.

He stood in front of a screen that occupied one wall, and after reading the events recorded in the document, he looked up at Mycroft, "So the reason why you made a deal with me is that your subordinates can't stop a hacker ?”

He let out a haha, expressing that he was very happy to watch this excitement.

Mycroft nodded slightly, "That's right, since this aspect is your strength, I thought of you."

"Although I hate you from the bottom of my heart, I accept this compliment. I think you should have set permissions for my butler?"

The staff standing aside nodded quickly.

Tony snapped his fingers, "Jarvis, come out."

"Okay, sir."

A deep and gentle voice sounded in this workplace.Mycroft's eyes flashed, he rubbed the smooth umbrella handle, and said with interest, "Is this the artificial intelligence you created alone?"

"Yes, he is also my most trusted butler." Tony raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking confident:

"Now, just wait for Jarvis to find that little mouse."