That night, Stark was very quiet when facing the virtual widescreen of the video conference.

Fury took the lead to notice this, and issued a soul question: "Stark, has your paternity test report come out?"

Stark's expression stiffened with dried blueberries.

Batman's gaze suddenly became somewhat meaningful on the screen. Stark rolled his eyes, threw the dried blueberries aside, and said to Fury: "When did you start caring about my private life?"

"Since you and the warden have a son." Fury expressionless.

Stark seemed to be choked with blueberries.

The captain on the screen looked very worried: "Tony, is this true? I think technology should still have a certain boundary..."

"Stop!" Stark couldn't bear it. "Without that, I don't know the kid at all!"

Everyone in the light screen showed the look of scumbag.

Stark: "..."

He seemed unable to explain. But in fact, only the captain of the crowd present did not know the truth. Others clearly know the causes and consequences, why do they think this child must be his?

Stark was lost in thought.

I knew he shouldn’t have revealed this matter to others yesterday-he still vowed to say today that it would prove that the child had nothing to do with him, and found that there was already a result in the hearts of others.

Stark shrugged: "In fact, we didn't go to that appraisal agency today..." He thought about it and decided not to disclose the warden's suicide in the office.

Although when he first met in the morning, the warden seemed to have a severe mental illness. But when they spent a day soaked in sweat and stood high above the twilight to test their achievements, he saw the warden's face with a different smile than before, as if the child was generally happy.

Although this behavior is a bit ridiculous, it can make the warden happy, and it's still worthwhile.

There is very little such a hobby in this materialistic society-Stark thought when wiping sweat with gloves.

But he still hopes that the warden can recover as soon as possible with the help of a psychologist, otherwise he does not know how long he will move the bricks. Although it is not an easy task to accompany a mentally ill and ensure his safety and the safety of others, it is a bit of hard work and ridiculous.

Therefore, at Stark's strong request, the warden and the boy remained in the Stark Industrial Park next to the prison. In order to avoid the warden's injury, he even specially arranged a different room from the last time he stayed here.

Of course, Stark didn't know that there was a voice behind the warden who was abusively insulting the luxury capitalist.

After hearing Stark’s words, Fury carried his hands on his back, his expression fluctuating without any slight fluctuations: "So where did you go? As far as we know, the Warden is now with you. ."

Stark thought about it for a while: "It can be said...a parent-child activity for the whole family." He saw the captain's worried eyes, and quickly added, "I mean the warden and son, I just want to protect their safety, Then I had to accompany me all the way-you know, the kid wasn’t right."

"But they are not biological fathers and sons," Batman said with disapproval. "We all know this."

"If some people can adopt a child with a blood relationship that is a bit like themselves, why can't there be a father and son who have nothing but a blood relationship?" Starkly said, "Seriously, that child really Isn’t it your bastard?"

Batman ignored the pile of upside-down nonsense and showed a more disapproving look.

"You mean that even if the child has mental problems, it can't be inherited from Mr. Warden." Fury thought aside, "Then, maybe the Supreme Master's guess is correct-the problem is That town."

"A place full of sin, and most of the residents inside have mental problems." The captain nodded. "I agree, and I think there should be some problems here."

The scene was silent for a while.

Does this place sound familiar?

Fury coughed and turned the subject back to the original one again: "So, Stark, where did you go to visit the family?"

Stark frowned: "I always think this kind of question is strange... But forget it. In fact, we went to the abandoned amusement park that was bought by Stark Industries, and then we went to rebuild with bricks A block..."

The air was quiet again, everyone's eyes were focused on Stark's hair, with a handful of xs63 on it that night, Stark was very quiet when facing the virtual widescreen of the video conference.

Fury took the lead to notice this, and issued a soul question: "Stark, has your paternity test report come out?"

Stark's expression stiffened with dried blueberries.

Batman's gaze suddenly became somewhat meaningful on the screen. Stark rolled his eyes, threw the dried blueberries aside, and said to Fury: "When did you start caring about my private life?"

"Since you and the warden have a son." Fury expressionless.

Stark seemed to be choked with blueberries.

The captain on the screen looked very worried: "Tony, is this true? I think technology should still have a certain boundary..."

"Stop!" Stark couldn't bear it. "Without that, I don't know the kid at all!"

Everyone in the light screen showed the look of scumbag.

Stark: "..."

He seemed unable to explain. But in fact, only the captain of the crowd present did not know the truth. Others clearly know the causes and consequences, why do they think this child must be his?

Stark was lost in thought.

I knew he shouldn’t have revealed this matter to others yesterday-he still vowed to say today that it would prove that the child had nothing to do with him, and found that there was already a result in the hearts of others.

Stark shrugged: "In fact, we didn't go to that appraisal agency today..." He thought about it and decided not to disclose the warden's suicide in the office.

Although when he first met in the morning, the warden seemed to have a severe mental illness. But when they spent a day soaked in sweat and stood high above the twilight to test their achievements, he saw the warden's face with a different smile than before, as if the child was generally happy.

Although this behavior is a bit ridiculous, it can make the warden happy, and it's still worthwhile.

There is very little such a hobby in this materialistic society-Stark thought when wiping sweat with gloves.

But he still hopes that the warden can recover as soon as possible with the help of a psychologist, otherwise he does not know how long he will move the bricks. Although it is not an easy task to accompany a mentally ill and ensure his safety and the safety of others, it is a bit of hard work and ridiculous.

Therefore, at Stark's strong request, the warden and the boy remained in the Stark Industrial Park next to the prison. In order to avoid the warden's injury, he even specially arranged a different room from the last time he stayed here.

Of course, Stark didn't know that there was a voice behind the warden who was abusively insulting the luxury capitalist.

After hearing Stark’s words, Fury carried his hands on his back, his expression fluctuating without any slight fluctuations: "So where did you go? As far as we know, the Warden is now with you. ."

Stark thought about it for a while: "It can be said...a parent-child activity for the whole family." He saw the captain's worried eyes, and quickly added, "I mean the warden and son, I just want to protect their safety, Then I had to accompany me all the way-you know, the kid wasn’t right."

"But they are not biological fathers and sons," Batman said with disapproval. "We all know this."

"If some people can adopt a child with a blood relationship that is a bit like themselves, why can't there be a father and son who have nothing but a blood relationship?" Starkly said, "Seriously, that child really Isn’t it your bastard?"

Batman ignored the pile of upside-down nonsense and showed a more disapproving look.

"You mean that even if the child has mental problems, it can't be inherited from Mr. Warden." Fury thought aside, "Then, maybe the Supreme Master's guess is correct-the problem is That town."

"A place full of sin, and most of the residents inside have mental problems." The captain nodded. "I agree, and I think there should be some problems here."

The scene was silent for a while.

Does this place sound familiar?

Fury coughed and turned the subject back to the original one again: "So, Stark, where did you go to visit the family?"

Stark frowned: "I always think this kind of question is strange... But forget it. In fact, we went to the abandoned amusement park that was bought by Stark Industries, and then we went to rebuild with bricks A block..."

The air was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Stark's hair, with a few

Light, "We all know this."

"If some people can adopt a child with a blood relationship that is a bit like themselves, why can't there be a father and son who have nothing but a blood relationship?" Starkly said, "Seriously, that child really Isn’t it your bastard?"

Batman ignored the pile of upside-down nonsense and showed a more disapproving look.

"You mean that even if the child has mental problems, it can't be inherited from Mr. Warden." Fury thought aside, "Then, maybe the Supreme Master's guess is correct-the problem is That town."

"A place full of sin, and most of the residents inside have mental problems." The captain nodded. "I agree, and I think there should be some problems here."

The scene was silent for a while.

Does this place sound familiar?

Fury coughed and turned the subject back to the original one again: "So, Stark, where did you go to visit the family?"

Stark frowned: "I always think this kind of question is strange... But forget it. In fact, we went to the abandoned amusement park that was bought by Stark Industries, and then we went to rebuild with bricks A block..."

The air was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Stark's hair, with a few pinches of wall dust.

Stark looked at his image on the screen and pretended to say calmly: "So, you should believe that I am real."

Others: "..." This is very puzzling.

Stark: "..." In fact, he is also very difficult to understand, even a little tired.

"Also, Stark, about the damage control company being stopped by the government for rectification," Fury said suddenly. "We seem to need a response plan-the current criminal activity in New York is not reduced but increased, among the superhuman community. There are more and more people who oppose the registration bill, and even some people are joining the criminal camp we have fought against to show their attitude."

"Then prove that they really should be locked up." Stark squeezed a hand of hair, a little irritable, "even if they will shake, it can't be because of this reason-this is to increase the government's chips, let's The Super Human Registration Act seems more reasonable. Sometimes I really can’t figure out what they are doing?”

"I thought we were not discussing this issue at the meeting, Tony." The captain continued after a long pause, "This prison is a backup plan for everyone."

Hearing the word, everyone's eyes turned to Batman again.

Above the blue light screen, Batman sneered: "But it's not mine."

He then disconnected.

"I said that the bill should not be raised." The captain said.

Fury put his hands on his back and looked gloomy: "But stopping damage control is one of the government's policies to force Chaoying to sign the bill. The current aftercare work is seriously lagging behind, and the people's response is extremely dissatisfied-which is very unfavorable to everyone. "

"Sometimes I think you are on our side." Stark took back the dried blueberries and threw one into his mouth to chew vigorously.

"You were the first to agree to sign the bill, Stark, you are on the side with me." Fury said.

"Because I don't want them to be pointed at the guns of the army, I hope everyone can get the protection they deserve." Stark stared at the screen, "rather than making superpowers a part of government force."

After a long silence, the captain exhaled deeply: "Tony, we need a plan."

"Good idea," Stark replied, "but I never plan."

The meeting broke up.

In a room near the stairs in the hallway, a dark-haired young man was lying on the bed with his eyes quietly opened.

Zhang Dianyu is spying on the secrets of Stark's residence through the warden's operation interface-he seems to hear some movement. But when he stayed here last time, he left a very bad impression. He remembers that there are surveillance cameras.

He controlled the warden to slowly turn to the boy sleeping on the same bed: "Son, are you asleep?"

The boy lying on his back suddenly opened his dark blue eyes and turned his head to stare at him quietly in the darkness: "I should have fallen asleep. But you should call my father."

Zhang Dianyu said: "No, our identity is reversed, please keep this in mind-called dad."

The bill was silent for a while, and answered: "Dad."

Zhang Dianyu is very satisfied.

He suddenly controlled the warden to pull the quilt onto the heads of two people, turned to the bill and whispered, "Can you detect the surrounding environment outside the prison-xs63 light, "We all know this. "

"If some people can adopt a child with a blood relationship that is a bit like themselves, why can't there be a father and son who have nothing but a blood relationship?" Starkly said, "Seriously, that child really Isn’t it your bastard?"

Batman ignored the pile of upside-down nonsense and showed a more disapproving look.

"You mean that even if the child has mental problems, it can't be inherited from Mr. Warden." Fury thought aside, "Then, maybe the Supreme Master's guess is correct-the problem is That town."

"A place full of sin, and most of the residents inside have mental problems." The captain nodded. "I agree, and I think there should be some problems here."

The scene was silent for a while.

Does this place sound familiar?

Fury coughed and turned the subject back to the original one again: "So, Stark, where did you go to visit the family?"

Stark frowned: "I always think this kind of question is strange... But forget it. In fact, we went to the abandoned amusement park that was bought by Stark Industries, and then we went to rebuild with bricks A block..."

The air was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Stark's hair, with a few pinches of wall dust.

Stark looked at his image on the screen and said calmly, "So, you should believe me is real."

Others: "..." This is very puzzling.

Stark: "..." In fact, he is also very difficult to understand, even a little tired.

"Also, Stark, about the damage control company being stopped by the government for rectification," Fury said suddenly. "We seem to need a response plan-the current criminal activity in New York is not reduced but increased, among the superhuman community. There are more and more people who oppose the registration bill, and even some people are joining the criminal camp we have fought against to show their attitude."

"Then prove that they really should be locked up." Stark squeezed a hand of hair, a little irritable, "even if they will shake, it can't be because of this reason-this is to increase the government's chips, let's The Super Human Registration Act seems more reasonable. Sometimes I really can’t figure out what they are doing?”

"I thought we were not discussing this issue at the meeting, Tony." The captain continued after a long pause, "This prison is a backup plan for everyone."

Hearing the word, everyone's eyes turned to Batman again.

Above the blue light screen, Batman sneered: "But it's not mine."

He then disconnected.

"I said that the bill should not be raised." The captain said.

Fury put his hands on his back and looked gloomy: "But stopping damage control is one of the government's policies to force Chaoying to sign the bill. The current aftercare work is seriously lagging behind, and the people's response is extremely dissatisfied-which is very unfavorable to everyone. "

"Sometimes I think you are on our side." Stark took back the dried blueberries and threw one into his mouth to chew vigorously.

"You were the first to agree to sign the bill, Stark, you are on the side with me." Fury said.

"Because I don't want them to be pointed at the guns of the army, I hope everyone can get the protection they deserve." Stark stared at the screen, "rather than making superpowers a part of government force."

After a long silence, the captain exhaled deeply: "Tony, we need a plan."

"Good idea," Stark replied, "but I never plan."

The meeting broke up.

In a room near the stairs in the hallway, a dark-haired young man was lying on the bed with his eyes quietly opened.

Zhang Dianyu is spying on the secrets of Stark's residence through the warden's operation interface-he seems to hear some movement. But when he stayed here last time, he left a very bad impression. He remembers that there are surveillance cameras.

He controlled the warden to slowly turn to the boy sleeping on the same bed: "Son, are you asleep?"

The boy lying on his back suddenly opened his dark blue eyes and turned his head to stare at him quietly in the darkness: "I should have fallen asleep. But you should call my father."

Zhang Dianyu said: "No, our identity is reversed, please keep this in mind-called dad."

The bill was silent for a while, and answered: "Dad."

Zhang Dianyu is very satisfied.

He suddenly controlled the warden to pull the quilt onto the heads of two people, turned to the bill and whispered, "Can you detect the surrounding environment outside the prison—

, I hope everyone can get the protection they deserve. "Stark stared at the screen," instead of making superpowers a part of government force. "

After a long silence, the captain exhaled deeply: "Tony, we need a plan."

"Good idea," Stark replied, "but I never plan."

The meeting broke up.

In a room near the stairs in the hallway, a dark-haired young man was lying on the bed with his eyes quietly opened.

Zhang Dianyu is spying on the secrets of Stark's residence through the warden's operation interface-he seems to hear some movement. But when he stayed here last time, he left a very bad impression. He remembers that there are surveillance cameras.

He controlled the warden to slowly turn to the boy sleeping on the same bed: "Son, are you asleep?"

The boy lying on his back suddenly opened his dark blue eyes and turned his head to stare at him quietly in the darkness: "I should have fallen asleep. But you should call my father."

Zhang Dianyu said: "No, our identity is reversed, please keep this in mind-called dad."

The bill was silent for a while, and answered: "Dad."

Zhang Dianyu is very satisfied.

He suddenly controlled the warden to pull the quilt onto the heads of two people and turned to the bill and whispered, "Can you detect the surroundings outside the prison-I mean, is there a camera in this room?"

"It's not your supervisory responsibility outside the prison," the bill answered decisively. "You don't have permission to get information about the surrounding environment."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

"But if Stark is spying on us illegally," the bill continued, "I have called the police now."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He rolled his eyes and made the warden pull the quilt.

This bill has to be talked about in half a sentence, causing him a lot of trouble, so much so that this little thing called Dad several times.

In this case, Zhang Dianyu does not have to worry about the wall.

He sat up and touched the bed, ready to inquire about what was going on outside.

The bill also sat upright, looking in his direction.

The warden turned back and made a silent gesture, preparing to **** to touch the door of the room, and as soon as he turned, he overturned a coat rack.

Zhang Dianyu in the office couldn't help scratching his hair.

Why can't the second character directly have a stealth mode?

The sound of the coat rack being knocked down was not small, just as he tried to control the warden's clumsy support, Stark rushed in from the outside in panic-although the panic looked like seven or eight Yes, but when he opened the door and saw a coat rack fall to his face, he changed his face quickly.

Fortunately, in order to fight the criminals better, he also had some combat training, so he could hide away with agility.

Stark looked at the warden in shock, "What's going on?"

Zhang Dianyu wanted to lie casually, saying that he wanted to go to the toilet, but after thinking about it, he decided to directly inform Stark of good news.

He controlled the warden with a smile and looked at Stark and said, "I want to go to you. I have a new plan tomorrow."

"Oh? What is it?" Stark warned.

"It's a flooded house that needs to be thoroughly repaired." The governor replied.

Stark was dumbfounded: "Tomorrow... continue?"

Of course, Zhang Dianyu will not let go of such a good opportunity-he doesn't even need to organize the prisoners to participate in labor outside the prison. He can personally join him, and his special foreign aid can completely solve the order.

Fast, efficient and safe.

Stark was silent for a moment, and decided to drag someone into the water: "So, Mr. Warden minds more people joining our... amateur activities?"

Zhang Dianyu is of course welcome.

Stark sighed, thrust him back into bed, straightened the coat rack, turned off the light again, and desperately said to the two pairs of bright eyes in the darkness.

"Good night." xs63, I hope everyone can get the protection they deserve. "Stark stared at the screen," instead of making superpowers a part of government force. "

After a long silence, the captain exhaled deeply: "Tony, we need a plan."

"Good idea," Stark replied, "but I never plan."

The meeting broke up.

In a room near the stairs in the hallway, a dark-haired young man was lying on the bed with his eyes quietly opened.

Zhang Dianyu is spying on the secrets of Stark's residence through the warden's operation interface-he seems to hear some movement. But when he stayed here last time, he left a very bad impression. He remembers that there are surveillance cameras.

He controlled the warden to slowly turn to the boy sleeping on the same bed: "Son, are you asleep?"

The boy lying on his back suddenly opened his dark blue eyes and turned his head to stare at him quietly in the darkness: "I should have fallen asleep. But you should call my father."

Zhang Dianyu said: "No, our identity is reversed, please keep this in mind-called dad."

The bill was silent for a while, and answered: "Dad."

Zhang Dianyu is very satisfied.

He suddenly controlled the warden to pull the quilt onto the heads of two people and turned to the bill and whispered, "Can you detect the surroundings outside the prison-I mean, is there a camera in this room?"

"It's not your supervisory responsibility outside the prison," the bill answered decisively. "You don't have permission to get information about the surrounding environment."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

"But if Stark is spying on us illegally," the bill continued, "I have called the police now."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He rolled his eyes and made the warden pull the quilt.

This bill has to be talked about in half a sentence, causing him a lot of trouble, so much so that this little thing called Dad several times.

In this case, Zhang Dianyu does not have to worry about the wall.

He sat up and touched the bed, ready to inquire about what was going on outside.

The bill also sat upright, looking in his direction.

The warden turned back and made a silent gesture, preparing to **** to touch the door of the room, and as soon as he turned, he overturned a coat rack.

Zhang Dianyu in the office couldn't help scratching his hair.

Why can't the second character directly have a stealth mode?

The sound of the coat rack being knocked down was not small, just as he tried to control the warden's clumsy support, Stark rushed in from the outside in panic-although the panic looked like seven or eight Yes, but when he opened the door and saw a coat rack fall to his face, he changed his face quickly.

Fortunately, in order to fight the criminals better, he also had some combat training, so he could hide away with agility.

Stark looked at the warden in shock, "What's going on?"

Zhang Dianyu wanted to lie casually, saying that he wanted to go to the toilet, but after thinking about it, he decided to directly inform Stark of good news.

He controlled the warden with a smile and looked at Stark and said, "I want to go to you. I have a new plan tomorrow."

"Oh? What is it?" Stark warned.

"It is a flooded house and needs to be thoroughly repaired." The governor replied.

Stark was dumbfounded: "Tomorrow... continue?"

Of course, Zhang Dianyu will not let go of such a good opportunity-he doesn't even need to organize the prisoners to participate in labor outside the prison. He can personally join him, and his special foreign aid can completely solve the order.

Fast, efficient and safe.

Stark was silent for a moment, and decided to drag someone into the water: "So, Mr. Warden minds more people joining our... amateur activities?"

Zhang Dianyu is of course welcome.

Stark sighed, thrust him back into bed, straightened the coat rack, turned off the light again, and desperately said to the two pairs of bright eyes in the darkness.

"good night."