Momoji

"Hey", one hand in my pocket, Tony ordered Jarvis to drive over. He stepped forward and opened the passenger's door. He lowered his voice, "Come on, I'll take you home."

*

Very light music echoed in the car, and Jarvis thoughtfully adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to a range that his husband would never choose during this season. The angle of the seat was adjusted to ensure that the person in the passenger seat could sit more comfortably.

Dorothy folded the men's suit jacket he took off and placed it on her knees. "Thank you." She turned her head and looked at her idol seriously, "Mr. Stark."

If Iron Man hadn't followed him all the time, maybe she wouldn't have escaped from the police station so easily.

Tony's fingers pointed on the steering wheel. Jarvis could not hide the slight adjustments inside the car. But he accused of this behavior. "Call me Tony." He corrected the girl's name, "The name 'Mr. Stark' sounds like an old antique like that." He pulled Rogers out and teased him without any mercy. He deliberately made the other party laugh, "sweetheart                                                                                                                                                                                                           

In the Avengers Building, Steve sneezes hard.

The girl in the passenger seat smiled helplessly, "Of course not. Tony."

[Yes, yes, his chest muscles are not as big as Captain America, his height is not as tall as Captain America, and his butt is not as high as Captain America, of course it looks different from Steve Rogers →_→] The system can't help but complain about Iron Man.

"Shut up o(▼蓝▼メ;)o." As a fan of Iron Man, Doroth still needs to maintain her idol.

"Doros", although the girl in the passenger seat still turned pale, her complexion was much better than when she was in the police station. Tony asked Jarvis to take over the driving system, and he just put his hands on the steering wheel.

The girl in the passenger seat looked over, her emerald eyes were particularly charming.

Looking at the other party's eyes without any grudges and vigilance, Tony was stuck for a rare second. He suddenly couldn't say what he wanted to ask directly.

I saw Dorothy for the first time in the early morning. The scene I was in the villa at that time was shocking.

As the gate of traits was opened by him, the strong smell of blood almost instantly filled everyone's nostrils. In one corner of the room, thick blood and minced meat that could not be distinguished at all, silently telling what had happened here. The human bones and internal organs were placed alone on one side, with blood still remaining on it. Before coming, he had already read the internal information of FBI and knew clearly that the murderer living here would start to pick his bones when the victim was still alive.

Some special police officers couldn't stand the scene in front of them and began to vomit.

The eyes moved away from the terrible scene, then swept over the back and lying on the ground, tightly tied with tape and ropes, the serial killer who was currently unconscious, and then they turned their eyes back to the figure they saw when they opened the door.

The golden hair was incompatible with the dark and bloody whole room. The bright bright red of the dress fabric formed a sharp contrast with the dark red of human blood. The girl leaned against a short bookcase, and her slender legs were bent all the time. Against the backdrop of the black strappy high heels, the girl's slender ankles seemed to tremble a little.

He slowly raised his hand and held a lady's cigarette between his slender fingers. The girl slowly delivered the cigarette to her lips. After two seconds, she turned around and looked in their direction.

Although his eyes were a little red, the girl leaned against the bookcase had a straight back. There was a little tremolo in her voice, and the girl suddenly smiled.

It was not the ecstasy of a victim after being rescued, but the joy of a survivor overcoming disaster alone.

Tony believed that at that moment, no one could take his eyes off the girl.

He is no exception.

But, not just that.

After rescuing the girl (Jarvis: Sir, you just broke the door!), out of curiosity, he asked Jarvis to check the other party's information.

After a closer look, Tony felt complicated inside.

More than four years ago, Doroth Hesting, who was only over 16 years old, was kidnapped with one of her sisters and a younger brother during a trip. The kidnappers asked Hesting and his wife to pay a ransom of $2 million per child.

But at that time, the business was not as good as it is now, and Hesting and his wife took out all their working capital, and only collected 4 million yuan at the designated time.

For 3 children, they can only pay the ransom of 2 children. When the kidnappers refused to extend the time, the Hestings made a difficult choice - they chose to give up one child and rescue the remaining two.

And Dorothy is the one who was given up.

The kidnappers immediately released the other two children after taking the money. Immediately afterwards, the only one left by the kidnappers was taken into a forest and then left behind.

Looking for a person in the vast primeval forest that covers the ground is simply looking for a needle in a haystack. If the inspector who was in charge of the case at that time insisted on extending the search and rescue time, the case might have had another tragic ending.

No one knows how a 16-year-old child who has no experience in survival in the wilderness for a full 30 days, neither being eaten by animals nor starving to death. No one knows what kind of despair the child has experienced after learning that he was abandoned by his relatives.

Everyone said that it was a miracle that Dorothy could survive in the end.

But Tony knew that the girl's final rescue had nothing to do with the light word Miracle.

Abandoned by her relatives she should have trusted the most and was left alone by the kidnappers in the primeval forest. I don’t know if anyone will find her, and I’m not sure if there are really someone waiting for her to go home.

Tony couldn't imagine what kind of mental journey Doroth had experienced at that time.

Even if he was kidnapped in Ah Fu Khan that day, he met Ethan. He knew that Habi and Little Pepper would definitely look forward to him going back, and he knew that Roddy would definitely not stop looking for him.

What about Dorothy?

Immediately afterwards, the girl who escaped from death was diagnosed with PTTSD and had a serious trust barrier. But the girl did not choose a psychologist, but started her own new life in another way that was almost self-disciplined and unrealistic.

"If I survive, it must be because of something."

Tony remembered what he had said.

Maybe so is Dorothy.

"Doros." He tried to lighten his tone. Tony didn't want the girl around him to think he was spying on her privacy. "You refused the physical examination arranged by the police... Why don't I help you?" He spread his hands and Tony took out his most serious appearance. "The examination results are completely confidential and will be deleted by Jarvis later. No third person will know." He looked at the girl beside him with good eyes seriously. "I know you think you are okay, but when you were kidnapped, you were exposed to illegal drugs and drugs, so it's better to check it." The girl alertly refused the police's request for physical examination several times, and he couldn't guess what it was.

"You're a mutant, are you?"

Iron Man's tone was light and his tone was gentle. His beautiful eyes were full of seriousness. He seemed to be worried that this would make her nervous. The other party even tapped his own chest with his fingers, "Tell you a secret." He lowered his voice, and the man said in a proud and arrogant tone when he shared his newly discovered secret base with his companions, "I am Iron Man."

The other party's long eyelashes blinked.

Sitting in the passenger seat and looking at her idol with her head tilted, Dorothy opened her mouth and was speechless. Iron Man was probably the first person she met in this world and noticed something.

"...I don't know if I am a mutant." The existence of the system is too abnormal. Dorothy has considered whether the other party's source of power will be detected by others during genetic testing. So she has been trying her best to avoid being collected by others.

"That's more needed."

After receiving a positive answer, Tony made Jarvis turn the front of the car.

"Doros", Iron Man's beautiful eyes seemed to hide something that Dorothy couldn't understand, "everything                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

"Your face is not good." I don't know how many times I have persuaded my little master over the years. Ah Fu knew that he couldn't help but nag, "Why might you take a break at home today?" Last night, Gotham police received a message that someone planned to rob the central bank's vault, but it was a false alarm.

"There is a board today." Shaking his head, Bruce picked up the knife and fork, "I have to go to a banquet tonight." Neither Bruce Wayne nor Batman could rest casually.

"You really have to pay attention to your health." Faced with the stubbornness of his little master, Alfred could only persuade him in vain.

"Don't worry, I know." After taking a sip of Afu's carefully prepared black tea, Bruce rubbed his forehead, "But I do have a bad premonition these days..."

*

"Senior sister, here." Standing under the school bus, Peter waved desperately to the senior sister who was walking towards him.

"Peter, I think you'd better give up." Ned, who has been a good gay friend since high school, first looked at the friend standing beside him, then turned to see the senior sister who was walking over. Then, he shook his head helplessly. "You can't catch up with senior sister Dorothy." The style of the senior sister and her gay friend was completely different.

"Unless you tell her that you are Spider-Man, I'll see you two have no chance." A cold wind blew, and Ned, wearing a down jacket, shivered from the cold.

"Can you not hit me?" Peter confronted Ned and asked the other party to lower his voice. "Don't let people hear it." His Spider-Man's vest cannot fall off.

"I mean it." Covering her mouth, Ned glanced left and right, making sure no one heard what she had just said. "A beauty of senior Dorothy doesn't like a thin nerd. I've inquired, and she hasn't agreed to any suitor since she went to college." After emphasizing, Ned shook his head, "Peter, I probably can't unless you tell her you are the Avenger."

"You..." Peter, who was squeezed by good friends over and over again, was so itchy that he wanted to hit the other person, but at this time the senior sister had already walked closer. "Hi, good morning, senior sister." The little spider stood up quickly.

"Good morning, Peter." Dorothy nodded at Spider-Man, then turned her head to a strange boy standing beside the other party. "This is..." She had not recognized all members of the new club.

"I'm Ned."

"This is Ned Leeds." Peter and Ned spoke at the same time.

"I'm glad to know you, Ned." Shaking hands with the boy, Dorothy smiled at Ned, who was blushing.

"Ah, senior sister, we have taken you a good placeヾ(≧o≦)ニ" Ned said snatching the words, and then was hit hard by his gay friend.

*

Dorothy is here to participate in the club activities today.

As it turned out, the day before yesterday was just used by Iron Man to tease her. When she walked out of the interrogation room, she realized that Thor and Loki had already returned to Asgard.

Naturally, she doesn't have to duel with Thunder God as to whether she is a scumbag or a girlfriend:)

Sitting down at a window in the middle of the bus, Peter and Ned sat in front of her in a row, next to her a black-haired girl from the School of Philosophy, claiming to be Catherine. The club's new club is a fellow group that combines tourism and photography. The club's collective activity is to decide on a certain destination on a certain day, and then everyone who has time to go out together, help each other take photos, and share local food. Although the club is not large in school, the event content is interesting, the time is flexible, and it is also very popular among students.

"Senior sister, have you been to Gotham?" Ned turned around and lay on the back of the chair. He didn't dare to look at his senior sister in front of him. Unexpectedly, he would be able to talk to senior sister Doroth one day.
Chapter completed!