Marvel’s Disassembler

In the silent base, only Xia Zhiye was alone.

There was a cup of coffee next to him, but he was lost in thought.

In the document about the 'instructor', he didn't know whether the 'relevant document' recorded was in the computer of the Caspian Camp.

But just started the action today, and started to prepare to buy the Caspian camp. At night, people from Hydra drove their cars and whizzed.

From this point of view, even if there is no information about the 'document' that Xia Zhiye wants in this computer, there are probably some other things recorded in it.

Otherwise, Hydra would not be so nervous.

"This represents value!"

Xia Zhiye pondered for a moment, finally made up his mind, then opened the communication and found Tony's number.

Tony's face that looked a little vicissitudes of life, answered the phone with a face full of unhappiness: "Let me see, it is three thirty in the morning, do you know how long it has been since I answered the phone at this time?"

"Laziness is not good for progress."

Summer night muttered.

"...It's just a normal person's rest, right?" Tony was stunned: "Has the person who made the harassing phone call recently had such an honest excuse?"

"Actually, I probably haven't slept for almost forty-eight hours."

Xia Zhiye rubbed his face. He slept at Rumlow's house in the middle of the night last night.

Since you want to play role-playing, naturally you can't be the same as the former and the latter, and the front and back must be exactly the same.

In fact, he wouldn't be back if he hadn't had a task to deal with tonight.

"Forty-eight hours? As you can imagine, this must be a very difficult thing for an elderly person." Tony cheered up, and then Xia Zhiye saw another face in the communication. .

The sleepy beautiful woman leaned on Tony's shoulder, glanced at Xia Zhiye and said hello: "Hi, Xia, long time no see."

"You can follow Tony in the future and call me uncle."

Xia Zhiye said kindly.

"I've never called you that!"

Tony turned black,

He was completely awake.

"Good night uncle..." Little Pepper closed his eyes and said this in a daze, and then he stopped moving.

Xia Zhiye and Tony looked at each other, and finally Xia Zhiye took the lead: "How about, from today, you will follow her and call me uncle?"

"Don't think about it!"

Tony put the little pepper in place with a dark face, then went down to the ground, poured a glass of wine and said, "Come on, call me in the middle of the night. I don't think you are harassing me, the winner of life, because you can't sleep alone. ."

"I really don't know your character, why you haven't been beaten to death until now."

Xia Zhiye said: "your dad is much cuter than you. I found an old computer with the files I need in it, but it takes a long time to parse. I think you can help me speed up this speed."

If the Hydra's people didn't come tonight, Xia Zhiye could still wait for Harry's people to solve this problem.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, he really needs some foreign aid, not only to analyze the problem of the computer, but also to further face the problem of Hydra.

It is undeniable that, at this stage of the investigation, it is almost impossible to continue to deal with it silently.

"Computers? I'm relatively good at it." Tony glanced at the time again and said, "I'll go over now, you wait for me..."

"No, I'll go straight to you."

After Xia Zhiye finished speaking, he hung up the communication.

"What a happy guy..." Xia Zhiye glanced at the underground entrance and sighed again.

What will happen to Bucky in the future?

Whenever I see Tony, Xia Zhiye always feels sorry for him... But seriously, I don't want him to solve this matter with an impulsive emotion, which is also a kind of emotion to him. Responsible?

Summer night does not know.

I have seen too many people who do things in the name of 'for your own good', and Xia Zhiye doesn't want to be such a person.

"When Bucky remembers everything, let them handle this matter themselves."

Xia Zhiye scratched his head. In the face of such a situation, he was a bit out of his depth, which was why he always didn't want Tony to know about it.

After packing up, stepping on the teleportation array, his figure flashed, and just after arriving at Tony's laboratory, his phone came again: "You came to me, how did you get here?"

After a pause, he frowned: "Why do I feel that where you are now is a little familiar."

"You can come down." Xia Zhiye walked to the bar and found a bottle of wine and poured a glass.

"No! That's what I'm going to drink tomorrow night..." Tony ran down immediately.

His words were a little late, Xia Zhiye had already taken a sip, looked at the liquid in the bottle, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the wine prepared for tomorrow night? Could it be that the preparations have already begun? Is it romantic?"

As soon as he said this, he saw Tony walked in with a black face.

He was wearing pajamas, pajamas and slippers, and his face was as black as Heimdall's: "How did you do it?"

Xia Zhiye instantly understood what he meant, and threw him a teleportation device he invented: "This thing can let you find your home in an instant."

"what is this?"

Tony glanced at the device in his hand, and suddenly looked disgusted: "I didn't use this kind of mobile phone ten years ago."

"That's not a mobile phone..." Xia Zhiye was speechless.

"That's too ugly!" Tony frowned, fiddled with it a little, and placed a teleportation array on the ground. The light flickered, but his eyes lit up: "This is beautiful, why does it look like a cartoon? The teleportation array in it?"

"That's right, this is it." Xia Zhiye said: "It can instantly bring you to our team's base."

"Oh? Tell me in detail."

Tony didn't care whether the bottle of wine was needed tomorrow, he directly found a glass and sat beside Xia Zhiye, ready to listen to him talk about the mountains.

Looking at the time, Xia Zhiye said: "The time is limited, I will give you a brief explanation."

In a few words, finish the concept.

Tony's eyes flashed with excitement: "Can you teach me this painting method?"

"If there is no corresponding energy, this teleportation array is meaningless." Xia Zhiye flashed his hand, and a pen and paper appeared, and began to teach him stroke by stroke, without any intention of concealment.

"The combination of myth and technology!"

Tony looked very seriously: "I think if the two can really be combined, there may be a qualitative leap in human technology!"

"...Black technology for short?" Xia Zhiye blinked.