In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1415: The old days return (14)

"Okay, kids, I'm going to the cafeteria to eat, if you have any questions, please send them directly to my email, don't forget to mark your names, I will reply to you within a week .” Schiller tidied up the books and materials on the table and said.

The trainee agents who surrounded him and asked questions seemed a little regretful. A blond girl with a baby face put her elbows on the podium and said with her hands on her face, "Doctor, are you going to abandon us for Stark? But Don’t let those gossip tabloids have a chance.”

"Go ahead, Catherine, you can take that jar of frosted sugar cookies I put under the podium, as long as you're not afraid of wasting the whole weekend at the dentist's office," Schiller said with a smile.

Catherine puffed up her cheeks and said, "Don't try to bribe me, Oma said you told him that you would bring him Captain America's shield biscuits next week, I'm crazy with jealousy, that's a limited edition. "

"Then you should ask the rich man next to you, no one is more familiar with Captain America than him." Schiller shrugged and said.

"Come on." Catherine curled her lips and said disdainfully. At this time, a small girl with brown hair and freckles squeezed over and said with a smile, "You have to go, Catherine. Did you spend the night at his house?"

"Maloney, can you stop acting like a tabloid reporter?" Catherine said with some dissatisfaction, "I'm not your drone to spy on the enemy."

"Hey! Hey! Girls, do you have anything to say about Captain America spending the night at my house?" Stark clapped his hands, stretched out a finger, and waved it in mid-air, saying: " His taste in clothes is old-fashioned, can you imagine? A dark brown checked sweater with a turtleneck.”

The little girl named Maloney immediately squeezed to Stark's side with bright eyes, and chased after Schiller and Stark who were walking out, and asked in a continuous manner: "Did you see him wearing a suit?" The way the clothes look, is it an afterthought or the next morning? Are you guys comparing...? I mean, you know, 'you have more than I have less'."

Schiller tilted his head helplessly, looked at Maloney from above his glasses and said, "Miss, if you write an analysis report with such vigor, you will be able to report to Nick's special operations team next year."

"I am preparing to write a thesis on the interpersonal communication of superheroes. I want to know whether the behavior and social interaction of these superhuman beings are different from ordinary people. What do you think of this selection? Doctor?"

"It's not bad, but I advise you not to write Captain America." Schiller blinked and said, "He doesn't understand some code words like 'how much'."

"Oh, we're here." Maloney exclaimed and said, "I won't bother you anymore, I have to go to Catherine and ask her about witnessing Spider-Man saving people before, she is also a Good research object, goodbye."

The short girl disappeared in a flash. Schiller and Stark sat down by the window facing each other, and began to order food. The waiter robot used to order food recorded their choices, and it didn't take long , The sumptuous dishes were brought to the table.

Schiller ordered a Provence vegetable soup, the main course was a salmon bolognese, and Stark ordered a Lyonnaise salad with sausage, half an onion pie, and mussels in lemon sauce.

"The extremely generous Director Nick still remembered to hire a French chef for these little guys, but he made a wrong decision, that is, to leave the S.H.I.E.L.D. They come here every day to eat." Schiller spooned a little vegetable soup into his mouth and said.

"If Nick moves the S.H.I.E.L.D. cafeteria to France, the French will cut off his head." Stark cut an onion pie with a knife and fork, and raised an eyebrow funnyly, saying.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Can't I just want to have lunch with you?"

"Should I include this in your mental health maintenance budget?" Schiller cut a piece of salmon, chewed and said, "We still have a lot to settle, such as you telling Nick about my mental state. Unhealthy, I can’t make appointments more than ten times a week, so I have to come here to give lectures to pass the time.”

Stark laughed and said, "Are you complaining?"

"You know that the husbands and wives who book me for treatment will not have any psychological problems other than showing off their wealth and social status, but you are still trying to influence my normal practice."

"And I'm thanking Nick for giving me another career, it's good to listen to the troubles of these students."

"Self-deception, and..." Stark put the tip of his knife against the shell of the mussel, peeled off the meat with a fork, put it in his mouth, and said, "The adolescent troubles of trainee agents are not enough to make up for you. The emptiness of being unable to practice, you must have done something else, causing you to be full of energy and radiant now, and I know this state too well."

Schiller's hand holding the knife and fork paused slightly, he took a sip of red wine, and then said: "No, you don't know me, in fact, there is no one who doesn't like to get a lot of mental health without working. Management fee, isn't it?"

Stark let out a sneer, full of disdain and sarcasm, he put a piece of sausage into his mouth and said: "You know what? Mental patients can burst out of wisdom in fighting nurses and Tibetan medicine far Beyond their normal level, the most professional polygraph team can't detect the lies they tell."

"You think I'm lying?"

"Aren't you?"

Stark's tone was so sharp that Batman had to say in his heart, "Are you really going to provoke him like this?"

But Schiller was not angry at all, he just shrugged and said: "If you think so, then go find the medicine I hid, I bet you can't find it, because there is no one."

Stark pursed his lips, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "No, you're implying that I'm running around the universe like a headless fly, but I don't intend to do that."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Having you do a little real work on your mental health management fee income will both lower Pepper's and Obadiah's blood pressure and prove me right."

About half an hour later, Schiller sat on the sofa in Hell's Kitchen, looked at Stark opposite and said, "So you plan to keep an eye on me for 24 hours?"

"Simple, but effective."

Schiller shook his head, walked to the kitchen as if helpless and began to check the ingredients in the refrigerator, Batman said in Stark's mind: "I don't think it's a good idea for you to stimulate him like this, let's talk about it first , I may not be able to beat him in an encounter, and I don't think you can either."

"Why do you always think that we will fight?" Stark asked very puzzled: "What happened to you and the Schiller you know? Do you often fight?"

"It's worse than that." Batman groaned as if hesitating, but he still said: "When I entered his tower of thought, I saw me in another universe, and I glimpsed his memory. "

"In that universe, Schiller was his teacher, and he could also be called his father, but..."

Batman's voice disappeared, Stark's curiosity was aroused, and he asked, "But what? What happened to the two of them?"

"It's hard to say." Batman gave a comment and said, "But I advise you not to mess with him. We share the same body now. I don't think we should waste time on hospitalization."

Stark snorted again and said: "No matter what kind of Schiller you know, but I know my friend very well, he will not be angry."

"Even if you invade his private territory in a posture that can be called surveillance and stay here?"

"Your wording is too vicious." Stark said in disbelief, "Can't you come here as a guest in a companionship?"

Batman was silent for a while and said: "But your purpose is to monitor, and he also understands."

"My purpose is to accompany, of course he understands." Stark raised his voice and said: "He will accept any of us, and he will not refuse our company. This is a rare good time, already It’s been a long time.”

"Wait and see."

"I guess you can stay here until five o'clock in the evening at most." Schiller put a glass of water on the table in front of Stark, and said: "The genius inspiration in your mind urges you to go back to the laboratory to create Some great civilisation, not sitting here watching soap operas."

Stark picked up the water glass, patted the sofa next to him and said, "Yes, let's watch together, when do you think the heroine will find out that her husband is cheating?"

"Her husband didn't cheat, but her husband got cancer, so she pretended to be cheating, and wanted the heroine to take the initiative to divorce him."

"My God, it's even bloodier than I thought."

Time passed quickly. At about 4:30, the sound of the car backing into the garage sounded next to the house. Stark raised his hand, glanced at his watch, stood up and said, "Very good, you said Yes, that's right, now the genius Stark is going to make some contributions to human civilization, you can watch this show with Steve, I guess he will cry a lot."

Schiller sat on the sofa and looked up at him. After a while, a chill came from the door. Steve rushed in, pointed out the door with his thumb: "Hurry up!" , Tony, get rid of those traffic policemen who are following me, I don’t have a driving recorder.”

Stark took the car keys and walked out. Steve picked up the kettle and drank water~IndoMTL.com~ and then sat down on the sofa with blue eyes Looking at Schiller and asking: "Are you feeling better? Dr. Schiller, how are you feeling recently?"

Schiller held the remote control to change the channel. In the slightly dim room, the colorful light of the TV program shone on his eyes. Steve stood up again and pulled his sweater down hard. Then go and turn on the light.

"Hey, I want to watch that, I'm learning to cook recently." Steve pointed to the TV and said, he sat down again, staring at the cooking show on TV without blinking.

With a bang, the window behind him was opened, Stark threw the car keys on the windowsill, and said, "Got it, Steve, make sure he stays in your sight tonight, including While you're putting on that old brown checked sweater, Peter will be here tomorrow morning."

Steve gave him an ok gesture without looking back, and then focused on the TV show.

"You were right to leave." Batman commented in Stark's mind: "If you argue with him again whether the heroine's husband is mentally cheating, he will definitely beat you."

"He won't, because her husband is mentally cheating."

"No basis. You are not fit to reason."

"It's because you are not good at learning."

"I want to punch you now."

"But you can't help it."

Batman fell silent, as if contemplating the possibility of beating Stark in his head.

But maybe because he thought that this might hurt himself, he gave up this plan, and then began to secretly look forward to the day when Schiller beat him, and he firmly believed that there must be such a day.