In the silent base, Xia Zhiye was the only one there.
There was a cup of coffee next to him, but he was lost in thought.
He was not sure whether the 'relevant documents' recorded in the file about the 'instructor' were in the computer of Camp Caspian.
But today, just as they started to take action and prepare to buy the Caspian Camp, Hydra men drove over in the evening.
From this point of view, even if this computer does not contain the information about the "documents" that Xia Zhiye wants, it may have recorded some other things.
Otherwise, Hydra wouldn't 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, with a face that looked a little vicissitudes, answered the phone with a look of displeasure: "Let me see, it's 3:30 in the morning. Do you know how long it has been since I answered the phone at this time?"
“Laziness is not conducive to progress.”
Summer night murmured.
"… This is just a normal person's rest, right?" Tony was stunned: "Have the people who made harassing phone calls recently come up with such a legitimate excuse?"
"In fact, I haven't slept in about forty-eight hours."
Xia Zhiye rubbed his face. He slept at Rumlow's house in the middle of the night yesterday.
Since you are role-playing, you naturally cannot look one way in front of others and another way behind others. You have to be completely consistent before and after.
In fact, he would not have come back if he didn't have a mission 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 appear in the communication.
The beautiful woman with sleepy eyes leaned over to Tony's shoulder, glanced at Xia Zhiye and said hello: "Hi, Xia, long time no see."
"From now on, just follow Tony and call me uncle."
Xia Zhiye said with a kind face.
"I've never called you that before!"
Tony's face darkened, he was completely sober.
"Good night, uncle..." Little Pepper closed her eyes and said this in a daze, and then there was no movement.
Xia Zhiye and Tony looked at each other, and finally Xia Ye took the initiative: "How about, from today on, you will follow her and call me uncle?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Tony put Pepper to bed with a dark face, then got off the ground, poured a glass of wine and said, "Go ahead, why are you calling me in the middle of the night? I don't think you are harassing me, the winner in life, just because you can't sleep alone."
"I really don't know how you, with your personality, have survived until now without being beaten to death."
Xia Zhiye said: "Your father is much cuter than you. I found an old computer with the file I need, but it takes a long time to parse. I think you can help me speed it up."
If the Hydra people didn't come tonight, Xia Zhiye could still wait for Harry's people to come and solve the problem.
However, given the current situation, he really needs some external help, not only to analyze the computer problem, but also to further deal with the problem of Hydra.
It is undeniable that having reached this point in the investigation, it is almost impossible to continue handling the matter silently.
"Computers? I'm pretty good at it." Tony glanced at the time again and said, "I'll be there now, wait for me..."
"No, I'll go find you directly."
After Xia Zhiye finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
"What a delightful fellow..." Xia Zhiye glanced at the underground entrance and sighed again.
What will happen to Bucky in the future
Whenever Xia Zhiye saw Tony, he always felt very sorry for him... But seriously speaking, not wanting him to solve this matter with an impulsive emotion was also a kind of responsibility to him, right
Summer Night doesn’t know.
I have seen too many people who do things in the name of "for your own good", and Xia Zhiye does not want to be one of them.
"Once Bucky remembers everything, let them handle this matter themselves."
Xia Zhiye scratched his head. Faced with such a situation, he was really at his wit's end. This was also the reason why he always didn't want Tony to know about this.
After packing up, he stepped onto the teleportation array. In a flash, he arrived at Tony's laboratory when his phone rang again: "You came to see me, how did you get here?"
He paused, then frowned: "Why do I feel that the place you are now is a little familiar."
"You can come down now." Xia Zhiye walked to the bar, found a bottle of wine and poured himself a glass.
"No! That's what I planned to drink tomorrow night..." Tony immediately ran down in a hurry.
He spoke a little late. Xia Zhiye had already taken a sip and looked at the liquid in the bottle. He nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, wine prepared for tomorrow night? Does this mean you have already started preparing for romance?"
Just as he said this, Tony walked in with a dark face.
He was wearing pajamas and slippers, his face was as dark as Heimdall: "How did you do it?"
Xia Zhiye understood what he meant instantly and threw him a teleportation device of his own invention: "This thing can help you find your home instantly."
"What's this?"
Tony took a look at the device in his hand and immediately looked disgusted: "I stopped using this kind of phone ten years ago."
"That's not a cell 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 flickering light made his eyes light up: "This is good-looking, why does it look a bit like the teleportation array in the cartoon?"
"That's right, this is it." Xia Zhiye said, "It can instantly bring you to our team's base."
"Oh? Tell me more about it."
Tony didn't care whether the bottle of wine would be needed tomorrow. He just found a glass and sat next to Xia Zhiye, ready to listen to him talk.
Looking at the time, Xia Zhiye said, "Time is limited, I will give you a brief explanation."
Explain the concept in just a few words.
Tony's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Can you teach me how to draw this?"
"Without the corresponding energy, this teleportation array is meaningless." Xia Zhiye's hand flashed, and paper and pen appeared. He began to teach him stroke by stroke without any intention of hiding anything.
“A combination of mythology and technology!”
Tony looked at it very seriously: "I think that if we can really combine these two, it may bring about a qualitative leap in human technology!"
"… Black technology in short?" Xia Zhiye blinked. (To be continued)