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

Watson felt that he might have made a wrong decision, such as retaining Zhen Weisi at the beginning.

"boom--"

A familiar voice came from behind again, Watson sighed, he felt that he couldn't continue his blogging, so he stopped typing on the keyboard, turned around, and watched the two pinched each other again. together guys.

"Hey, gentlemen, do you remember your age?"

The military doctor said exhaustedly, and then, as expected, he saw that the two people didn't pay attention to his words at all, and continued to fight together.

Watson: ...

Well, he just knew it.

He simply stood up, not wanting to stay in this living room anymore, and when he went downstairs, he saw Mrs. Hudson, humming a song and preparing her own snacks.

She raised her head, saw Watson as well, and smiled at him, "John, why are you down?"

Before Watson could say anything, the noise from upstairs made her face clear. She picked up a small plate and handed it to Watson, "Try what I made. I added something else today. Should be pretty good."

Watson took it, tasted a piece and found it to be quite good, as he had told Mrs. Hudson.

Mrs. Hudson smiled very happily and complacently, and then comforted Watson, "The two of them will be fine after a while, you know, they are always just playing around."

Naturally, Watson knew it too, he just—

"John, why didn't you bring the biscuits up?" Sherlock's voice sounded, Watson and Mrs. Hudson looked up at the same time, and saw standing at the stairs, except for the messy clothes, there were no other signs of fighting Sherlock.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at them with light gray eyes, and his tone was so righteous that Watson wanted to punch his roommate, but in the end he had no choice but to go upstairs again with the plate.

One day he'll move out, and get away from Sherlock, the fucking trouble!The military doctor thought so.

Sherlock didn't know what his roommate was thinking. After seeing his military doctor coming up, he no longer stood at the stairs, but turned around and went back to the living room, walked to the sofa, and kicked the chair lying on it. Jane Weiss.

Zhen Weisi flexibly avoided his younger brother's retaliatory actions, and said angrily, "Now is the truce period, Sherlock."

"Then you get off my sofa." Sherlock didn't move, he looked down at Zhen Weisi with obvious dissatisfaction on his face.

"Wow," Zhen Weisi spread his hands, he pursed his lips, and said with a smile, "this sofa doesn't have your name written on it."

"You can sit over there."

Zhen Weisi glanced lazily at the sofa on the other side, snorted, and refused without hesitation, "No, that chair belongs to John, and I can't occupy his seat."

Watson, who had already climbed the stairs and entered the living room, happened to hear this sentence. He glanced at the two brothers who were about to fight each other like children again, and wondered if he wanted to be moved for a little while.

But Sherlock was angry. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhen Weisi's arm and threw him to Watson's place. Then he sat on his exclusive sofa, his expression finally relaxed, and then he glanced at Zhen Weisi, With disdain on his face, "Then why didn't you resist just now?"

The whole journey was like a salted fish, Zhen Weisi who was dragged away by Sherlock lazily replied, "Anyway, I don't need to walk by myself."

Watson: I'd better take back what I just said.

He put the plate of snacks on the table. Just because of the news pushed by Twitter, the screen of his mobile phone lit up. Watson glanced at the time displayed on the mobile phone and suddenly remembered something.

"Zhen Weisi, are you about to take an exam?"

Zhen Weisi, who was enjoying the salted fish life with a relaxed face, said, "...Yes."

"Have you finished your review?" Watson kindly reminded him, he felt a little worried, because he didn't see Zhen Weisi read the textbook very much.

Sherlock originally picked up the violin he had put aside, plucked the strings a few times, and made a few out-of-tune notes. When he heard Watson's words, he looked up at his roommate with pale gray eyes. There was obvious contempt, and the tone was mocking, "Are you still counting on his IQ, John?"

"In the eyes of Mycroft, both of us are idiots, Sherlock." Even when the exam is mentioned, the whole person is going to be ill, Zhen Weiss can still draw attention to argue with Sherlock.

Watson raised his forehead. He felt that the IQ of the two brothers who had dropped rapidly when they were together was probably irreparable. In order to avoid another brotherly cannibalism in the living room, he said in time, "When are you going to the United States, Zhen Weisi?" ?”

Zhen Weisi thought for a while, and then answered his question, "Tomorrow."

The next day, the airport.

Zhen Weiss and Mrs. Hudson hugged each other. Zhen Weiss still liked this enthusiastic old lady. After the two of them separated, Zhen Weiss looked at Watson at the side again.

Sherlock crossed his arms and watched them say goodbye to each other. After Zhen Weisi and Watson separated, he pouted impatiently, "Why don't you leave?"

His face had an arrogance similar to that of Mycroft, and he seemed eager for Zhen Weiss to pack up and return to the United States, but when Zhen Weiss hugged him, the curly-haired detective just pursed his lips tightly, Zhen Weisi did not push away.

"Goodbye."

Because Zhen Weiss was shorter than Sherlock, his chin rested on his younger brother's shoulder, Sherlock heard low laughter in his ear, and Zhen Weiss said goodbye in a low voice.

When Zhen Weisi entered the boarding gate and his figure disappeared, Sherlock still looked unhappy. With his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, he followed Watson and the others without saying a word.

"What are you awkward about, Sherlock?" Watson asked. He felt that Sherlock's behavior at this time made people unable to help but pay attention. He tentatively asked, "Are you reluctant?"

Sherlock stopped, glanced at his roommate, and snorted proudly, "Your observation skills need to be improved, John."

He won't give up, Sherlock thought so, he wished that Zhen Weisi would leave, so that no one would compete with him for the bed, the sofa, and the snacks.

Watson couldn't help laughing. He coughed a few times to suppress his laughter, so as not to make Sherlock furious.

On the other hand, Zhen Weisi began to close his eyes and doze off after getting on the plane. Except for the occasional low-pitched voices and slight walking sounds, it was relatively quiet in the cabin. In this environment, Zhen Weisi also Gradually fell asleep.

He didn't sleep deeply, so when he heard an unusual sound, he quickly opened his eyes, and sleepiness flashed in those green eyes, and then became clear again.

He saw the man who put the gun on the stewardess's temple, which made Zhen Weisi's expression a little indescribable for a moment.

Wait, why did he get hijacked just by flying?

Zhen Weisi seriously thought about his luck in the past year or so. He recalled it carefully, and then felt that his luck had become bad since he met Tony. When he arrived in England, he met Tony again. After that, that kind of bad luck followed him almost all the time.

The title Iron Man is no longer suitable for Tony, and Unlucky Man may be more suitable for him.

Tony, who was far away in the United States, sneezed, unaware that he was being slandered by his unfilial son.

Just when Zhen Weisi's thoughts diverged, the robbers began to let these passengers get out of their seats with a vicious voice, and squatted on the aisle with their heads shot.

When someone didn't want to do this, he shot the person in the leg without hesitation. Amidst the screams and screams, the frightened passengers didn't dare to resist anymore, they all stepped out and squatted on the aisle .

After so many people squatted in the aisle, which was not too spacious, it immediately became crowded.

"Hey, you—" A robber saw Zhen Weisi who was still sitting on the seat, and immediately pointed the gun in his hand at him, his eyes were full of hostility, "Why don't you come out?"

The black muzzle of the gun was full of deterrence, but it didn't make the young man with black hair and green eyes panic. He looked over lightly, as if he didn't realize the danger he was in at this time.

This successfully angered the robber, and he immediately pressed the trigger, intending to teach this ignorant guy a lesson.

……

The plane landed at the airport in New York, USA, and the passengers helped each other out with lingering fear. When they were sure that they were completely safe, some even couldn't help crying, which could be called tears of joy.

They almost never came back.

The robbers were taken away by the police who had been waiting at the airport, but they did not find the young man who subdued the robber.

And Zhen Weisi, who had already slipped away, originally wanted to find Tony, but after finally getting out of the airport, he lost his way again, and Tony's phone still couldn't get through.

But thinking about it, he was not in a hurry, and Zhen Weisi did not use his ability to contact Tony and Jarvis. He found that his location was very close to the place where he was going to take the exam, so he simply found a nearby hotel to stay.

He found himself on TV, because he didn't pay much attention at the time, and the picture captured by the surveillance camera was played on the TV.In the picture, he didn't fully reveal his face, but his profile flashed past.

Zhen Weisi turned off the TV casually and went into the bathroom. When he came out, his face was still wet and his hair was wet. While wiping his hair with a towel, he walked to the edge of the bed and was about to sit down.

At that moment, he felt dizzy.

Zhen Weisi stopped wiping his hair and waited for a few minutes, but nothing happened. The flashing feeling seemed to be just his illusion.

He closed his eyes and used his ability to check his body, but found nothing unusual.

Zhen Weisi's original frown gradually relaxed. He attributed all this to the exam the day after tomorrow, probably because he was too nervous.

The exam didn't cost Zhen Weiss much effort. He used his own ability to get into the university he chose——Empire State University.

Zhen Weisi, who got into university by cheating, is not guilty at all. After all, he has been illiterate for more than ten years, and this is the only way he can get into university in such a short time.

However, considering that he still had a little bit of conscience struggling to protest to him, Zhen Weisi decided to study hard when he entered school and rely on his real skills to take the exam.

Although he said he had passed the exam, in fact it was still very early for him to leave school, so Zhen Weisi went through some formalities. After he got out of school, he still had a while to go.

It just so happened that Tony's phone call was able to get through.

"You still remember to call me, huh?"

"Tony, do you know what your tone is like now?" Zhen Weisi walked out of the school while answering the phone. When he said this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Tony flatly refused to listen, bringing up another subject, "Did you finish your exam?"

"of course."

Tony snorted, "You're definitely cheating."

"No, no, no," Zhen Weisi said in a relaxed tone, "I rely on my own ability to do the questions, how can it be called cheating."

Tony was amused by Zhen Weisi's straightforwardness, "You have thick skin again, Zhen Weisi."

They didn't talk for long, and Tony was informed by Pepper to deal with some matters. Jarvis's gentle voice rang through the phone, "Long time no see, Zhenweisi."

Hearing the voice of Mr. Artificial Intelligence, the corners of Zhen Weisi's lips deepened, "Actually, it's not that long. It's less than a month before you leave the UK."

In fact, it is 21 days, 37 hours, 54 minutes and [-] seconds.

This is the exact time calculated by Jarvis's system. If it needs to be more precise, he can even calculate milliseconds.

This time was not too long for Jarvis in the past. After all, he is not usually idle. Since Tony became Iron Man and made a high-profile announcement, Jarvis has to help with more things, but this is not the case. It didn't affect him to 'recall' Zhen Weisi from time to time.

When Tony didn't know, his butler actually went to England from the Internet several times to see Zhen Weisi.

Even Zhenweisi didn't know. After all, when he stayed in Bell Street, he knew that McCoff's subordinates were watching this place all the time, so he wasn't too vigilant, let alone when Jarvis came. , mostly late at night.

This kind of behavior has never been seen by Mr. Artificial Intelligence. He also feels a little troubled by his own behavior. In fact, sometimes he wants to tell Zhen Weisi that he is coming, but when he sees Zhen Weisi who is asleep After that, staring at the sleeping face of the other party, except for subconsciously taking pictures, Jarvis completely 'forgot' about it.

Artificial intelligence should not forget such things, but this kind of thing did happen to Jarvis.

So during this period of time, Mr. Artificial Intelligence has never told anything about his visit, except that there are a bunch of photos of Zhen Weisi in the database.

Jarvis suspected that he might be poisoned, and even checked himself, but everything was normal.

Mr. Artificial Intelligence, who has an extremely fast processing program and has absorbed a large amount of human data, does not feel that his behavior has a word to call it——

idiot.

"Are you coming back?" Jarvis asked.

"You mean staying at Tony's house?"

"Yes."

Zhen Weisi glanced at the direction sign, he realized that he was lost again, he looked around, found a random direction and continued walking, "Probably not, I want to find a house near the school."

"Why?" Jarvis didn't understand.

Zhen Weisi realized that he had no direction at all, he sighed, feeling a little tired.

"Because I'm a roadie, Jarvis."

So if he lives in Tony's house, it may take a long time to find the correct route every day.

Jarvis fell silent, he actually ignored the question.

Mr. Steward was a little bit disappointed, but his voice was still gentle, "Then, you have to pay attention to safety, Zhen Weisi."

"I will." Zhen Weisi said with a smile.

Zhen Weisi doesn't dislike Jarvis' caring, maybe it's the impact of the memory recovery, Zhen Weisi thinks that no one has a better voice than Jarvis, and no one has a better personality than Jarvis , even though the opponent is just an artificial intelligence.

When he passed an alley, his keen hearing allowed him to hear some movement.

In fact, Zhen Weisi didn't have much kindness. After all, his previous experience changed him a lot. Even the gangster who stopped the hijacking before was only because he was also on that plane, and it was the same this time.

He heard that a few gangsters blocked a poor guy and asked for cash. He took a step forward, talking to Jarvis with a chuckle, and was about to stay away from the alley.

Until he heard a little gangster say something——

"Don't think that we don't know that you have been admitted to Empire State University, little Peter," the voice was malicious, "If you don't hand over the money, we will let you know that refusing is not a good choice."

Jarvis's footsteps stopped, he turned his head, looked at the dark alley, and raised his eyebrows.

Was it his future alumni who got stuck?

Just at this time, the call between him and Jarvis had ended. Zhen Weisi thought about how lost he was, and then thought about being caught by a gangster nearby. That unlucky ghost should also live near here. He made a decision.

Peter, who was stuck in the alley, only felt that he was unlucky!

He was pushed and shoved, with his back pressed against the cold and dirty wall, regretful and regretful in his heart, if he had known that he would not have taken such a short time to take shortcuts, otherwise he would not have encountered such a thing.

He looked at the gangsters who surrounded him, clenched his fists, and suppressed anger on his face, because he knew that if he resisted, it would have no effect. If he didn't want to be beaten, he would have to hand over Out of your wallet.

It's just that he is really not reconciled.

A little gangster noticed his expression and raised his hand to pat his face. After seeing Peter's patient expression, he couldn't help laughing, full of sarcasm:

"Look, does our little Peter want to beat us? Unfortunately, even if we stand still, your limp fists won't be able to affect us."

His companions booed one after another, and the laughter grew louder. Peter gritted his teeth. He actually planned to hand over the wallet. After all, he didn't want to go back with the wound and worry his aunt, but no matter how much he told himself to be patient, he was just a young man after all. boy.

So when he was overwhelmed by ridicule, it was understandable that he couldn't control himself and rushed forward.

It's a pity that he didn't punch them a few times before he was pushed down to the ground and beaten by the group.

The feeling of the fists falling on his body was very uncomfortable, and Peter only had time to shield his face and head.

But then, he heard a few screams, and the sound of his body hitting the wall, and the constant fists and kicks on his body stopped.

He heard footsteps, and when the sound came to him, it disappeared, as if someone had stopped in front of him.

In the alley, only the wailing of the gangsters could be heard.

Peter carefully put his hands down from his head, and the corner of his eyes glanced to the side, and saw one of the gangsters rolling on the ground with his hands on his stomach, looking very painful, which made him startled, and he glanced quickly The person standing in front of him looked away again.

He didn't see clearly what that person looked like, but he only knew that he was not short.

A slender hand stopped in his line of sight.

"Can't you get up?"

There was a smile in that clear and pleasant voice.

The harmless voice reassured Peter, and he looked up again. This time, he probably saw the person clearly.

The other party had a very handsome face, because the alley was too dark, in Peter's view, this man's eyes were dark green, with a faint smile in them, just looking at him like that.

"Uh……"

Holding each other's hand and standing up, Peter was a little embarrassed, but he didn't forget what he should say, "Thank you, thank you."

If it wasn't for this person, not only would he not be able to keep his wallet, but he would also have to be beaten up.

"you are welcome."

Peter watched the man raise his lips, only then did he realize that the man had dimples on his cheeks when he smiled, and he looked approachable.

"It's just what I'm supposed to do," the guy said. "I think your family will be worried seeing you like this. Do you need to come to my place and get dressed?"

Because of being pushed and beaten, Peter's clothes were already messy and covered with dirt. As long as his aunt saw this, she would definitely realize something.

Peter was moved.

Originally, he thought that his luck was too bad today, but now he found that his luck was not bad.

He was touched and sent another good person card to this person.