"Recover my sanity?

That's a nice way to put it. "

Tony returned to Malibu in low spirits. As soon as he sat down, he started typing on the keyboard.

“Sir？”

Jarvis, who stayed at home, rarely saw him like this. He showed his image from the projection equipment that was specially upgraded for him and asked with concern.

After confirming that Fléty would continue to use a physical body, the plan to create a physical body for Jarvis was added to Tony's important memo. Although there were too many things to do and the plan was temporarily put on hold, creating a projection for his AI butler was a piece of cake for a genius scientist.

Jarvis's aesthetic was completely inherited from Tony. Other than a small adjustment in the color scheme, the image he designed for himself was perfect.

The humanoid butler had blonde hair and blue eyes. He had wide shoulders and a narrow waist. He was tall and had long legs. When he wore a black butler suit, he was more eye-catching than the big name male models in Fashion Week.

Unfortunately, no matter how perfect the image was, it didn't make Tony feel any better.

"Tell Lao Jia, Fléty." Tony's fingers were practically dancing on the special keyboard.

The red ball that directly completed the information transmission with a physical body in the virtual space and Jarvis's blue ball of light looked at each other and mourned for S.h.e.l.d. for three seconds.

Tony swung his phone and moved the 3D image of the steel arm to the console. No matter how he looked at the pentagram, he didn't like it. He flicked away the red paint without saying anything. "Jarvis, structure diagram."

"You called him the Winter Soldier before, and now you're calling him Sergeant Baines. Does that oval-headed Fury think I'm stupid?"

"Recover my sanity? Haha, after I recover, I'll continue to work for them or stay in the interrogation room and be interrogated until the color of my underwear is revealed."

"I don't have brainwashing words. Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to them!"

Tony, who originally had a good impression of SHIELD because of his father's involvement in the establishment, began to rethink his operation of telling SHIELD about the Hydra base after experiencing the blatant undercover beauty and the excuse of being too lazy to even be perfunctory.

If he went to Siberia by himself, maybe this old popsicle could be awakened in a more gentle and effective way, instead of being in this inhuman state.

Tony Stark originally liked to bear all the responsibilities himself. His arrogant and conceited personality was more like another armor for him. It could separate him from the mortal Stark and protect all his loved ones safely under his armor. War was his, injury was his, and gossip was his.

The people under his protection only needed to be loved and arranged to live the most ordinary life without knowing anything.

But the people he loved also loved him.

Jarvis glanced at Fléty, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Fléty said with some hesitation, "Boss, if the Winter Soldier needs brainwashing words, maybe you can take a look at this document."

Jarvis tacitly put a paragraph of text on the console.

"Because this document is not clearly named and the content is incoherent Russian words, I have done a decryption test and did not find any hidden information, so I did not specifically remind you."

Thirst, Thirst, Thirst, Thirst, Thirst, Thirst,

The multi-lingual genius read out the words one by one.

"There's a 67% chance that this document is the so-called 'brainwashing words'. There's a lot of uncertainty since it involves problems in the spiritual realm. Perhaps we can ask the leader of the mutants, Professor X, for advice." Fléty came up with a plan after running the calculations.

B, then continued to stand quietly by the side.

The bearded man looked at the AI girl with a gloomy expression. "Professor X?

What do you usually read on the Internet, Fléty?

Is it the recruitment brochure for the Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters? "

"This body of mine is a synthetic mutant, Boss."

Fléty reminded him. "When I was cleaning up the experimental base, I saw Professor X's information.

In addition, when I was looking for your whereabouts in the online world, I hacked into a large number of secret databases. According to the existing records, Professor X's ability will be the best solution to this problem. "

Tony didn't even ask her how many databases she had seen were illegal. After all, she was his AI. Even if she got into trouble, he had to firmly say that she did the right thing.

He was the typical kind of father bear. Okay, okay, okay. Buy, buy, buy. Yes, yes, yes, yes.

"Sir," Jarvis spoke at the right time, pressing down on the balance in Tony's mind.

"You still have us. You don't have to solve this problem alone. You can consider asking for help."

Perhaps it was because he had a human form, but the projected version of Jarvis spoke more firmly than the voice version. His persuasiveness had increased by several levels.

Tony looked at his two AI butlers and made a decision.

"What's there to doubt? You'll know once you try."

"Jarvis, contact Professor X. Tell him that I want to discuss the engine problem of his new plane with him."

"Fléty, go control the surveillance equipment and broadcast system in your back garden."

The AI butlers looked at each other. They had the same thought —

What if their Boss wanted to cause trouble? Of course, they had to pamper him.

“Will

do,

sir.”

“No

problem,

boss.”

The meeting with Professor X went without a hitch. After all, Professor X was also a big shot in the rich world. Professor X's combat laboratory had a lot of technology and materials exclusively provided by Stark Industries.

Fléty didn't encounter any obstacles on his side either. Following the loopholes in the system that he had previously discovered, he effortlessly took control of the surveillance camera and broadcast system.

On the surveillance screen, everything was normal in the ward.

But in reality — —

A synthesized electronic voice came from the speaker closest to Bucky.

"Thirst, Thirst, Rust …"

Every time he said a word, the pain and struggle on Bucky's face became more obvious. In the end, his eyes were no longer empty.

Instead, it was a lonely and cold ice field.

"Please advise," he said in the voice of the Winter Soldier.

"Run away from where you are and don't hurt anyone.

Come here alone. "

Tony said a location. When he saw Bucky on the screen beginning to apply his hands and dismantle the hospital bed, he threw down the headset to vent his anger.

"Fléty, delete all documents and videos related to this brainwashing phrase."

"Including the video of me and my brother?"

"Including, this brainwashing phrase never needs to appear again."

"Yes, Boss."

An unmarked car was parked quietly outside Xavier Manor under the cover of night.

At Fléty's insistence, Tony, wearing armor, sat in the back seat. Opposite him was the silent Winter Soldier. Fléty sat next to Bucky. Every nerve was tense in case the brainwashing phrase made a mistake and the Winter Soldier lost control and exploded.

"Is this right?" Tony, holding the helmet, seemed to be asking Fléty, but also seemed to be asking himself.

No matter how crazy Tony Stark was, hacking S.H.E.L.D. and stealing a World War II veteran brainwashed by Hydra was still in the top three of his craziest list.

Bucky didn't respond at all.

"No one is always right, Boss.

But I believe that every decision you make is the most perfect choice at the moment. "

"You are the genius of this century, you are the Iron Man.

You have to believe in yourself. "

"Mr. Stark?" A gentle male voice broke the tender conversation in the car.

Fléty ticked a small box on his daily mission list and regretfully found that he may not be able to complete the mission assigned by his brother.

"Sir, it's Professor Xavier and a Mr. Mutant.

According to public records, it should be Mr. 'Beast' Hank McCoy. "

Jarvis, who was deliberately projected in the driver's seat to avoid being discovered, disappeared in an instant and directly talked to Tony on the internal channel.

Iron Man, who put on the helmet, opened the door.

The young man in the wheelchair had a handsome face. His blue eyes were like the finest cornflower gemstones, or the purest lake formed by melting glaciers. They were so blue that there was not a trace of impurity in them.

Unfortunately, Fléty glanced at the smooth top of his head and sighed in his heart. A beauty is a beauty, even the shape of his skull is perfect.

The gentle and elegant Mr. Beast was a little reserved when he didn't transform. He pushed the professor's wheelchair and weakly greeted the three people who looked over. "Hi."

"Please forgive my impatience," the handsome young man in the gray checkered suit said softly. "After all, this is the first time Mr. Stark said that he has something important to discuss with me. I noticed that you stayed outside for too long in the manor, so I came over to take a look."

His charming blue eyes slid over the three people one by one, and he smiled with interest.

Interesting.

The soldier in the consciousness world was a chaotic mess. Through his posture and aura, it was obvious that he was a strictly trained killing machine.

The young lady with only streams of data in her mind was clearly aware that he was reading her mind, but she still didn't care. She was suspected to be a Mutant.

There was also the Iron Man's brain that couldn't be spied on. The gold titanium alloy couldn't stop his thoughts from probing, and it wasn't a protective wall built by his consciousness. Someone was protecting him.

"Stop, Xavier."

Tony looked at him with an unfriendly expression. Although he was unconscious, the detector built into the Iron Man's armor sent out a brainwave notification.

"Sorry, Stark.

I have to make sure that the visitors here don't have bad intentions. There are many children in the manor, and I don't want them to be frightened. "

Although seeing the Iron Man alive should be classified as a surprise, Li Qianhuan might be so excited that she would explode two fireworks into the sky.