Chapter 112

Stark Tower.

Ye Li: "How is it?"

"These things of yours..."

Tony tapped the table and pondered, "The materials are very special; some properties cannot be analyzed for the time being. If you want to make them into combat suits, it's feasible. However, this might lead to some loss of functionality."

On the analysis table instrument, there were several white threads, which were spider silk extracted from the Web of Destiny.

"Give me more time, maybe I can understand..."

Tony rubbed his forehead, muttering to himself, "I can do it... I can do it..."

Ye Li saw that he seemed a bit off, "Tony?"

"I can do it..."

"Stark?"

"Stark!"

"Oh!"

Tony snapped back to reality, "What happened to me?"

"You seem to be sick."

Strange sat on the sofa, his hands trembling as he picked up a piece of cake from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering vaguely, "No less sick than I am."

"I can see a little bit from just now."

Ye Li nodded and said, "Tony, you seem to have signs of anxiety disorder."

"Anxiety disorder? Me?"

Tony laughed.

"Me, anxious? Ha? I'm Tony Stark, Iron Man, what could make me anxious?"

"Hmm, the armor isn't powerful enough?"

Ye Li guessed.

"Because I was poked with dozens of holes?

Fine, I'm not a professional psychologist, maybe I should let Jarvis test you."

"Jarvis, did you hear that?"

Stark gave the order.

"Hurry and test me, make them shut up, I won't get any anxiety disorder."

[Very well, sir, please stand a little closer...]

[Scanning started]

Blue light swept over Tony's body, and Jarvis obtained detailed physical data—

[Sir, you do indeed have signs of anxiety disorder]

Tony: "......"

"Tsk tsk~"

Ye Li crossed his arms, shook his head slightly with a sigh, and pointed his left index finger at him from a distance.

"You should find a psychologist, Tony."

"It's just signs."

Tony didn't care much and continued to tinker with his research, "I believe I'll be in a good mood again tomorrow."

Strange suddenly asked.

"How long did you sleep yesterday?"

"Uh..."

Tony held up four fingers.

Strange: "Four hours? That's even less than me."

Tony: "It's the finger I put down, one hour."

"......"

Strange said speechlessly.

"Are you tired of living?"

"What's the big deal."

Tony shrugged indifferently, "Einstein only slept three hours a year."

Strange: "......" [What kind of nonsense are you spouting...]

"Forget it, Tony is a grown man, he can handle it himself."

Ye Li didn't want to worry about Iron Man's psychological problems either, pointed to the Web of Destiny, and said to Tony.

"No need to rush this, take your time, Strange and I are going on a long trip."

He felt that the part Tony said couldn't be analyzed should be the magical nature of the Web of Destiny.

He could discuss this aspect with the Ancient One, and it just so happened he could take Strange to Nepal along the way.

"What?"

Tony got excited as soon as he heard this.

"Hey! You guys have a group activity and didn't bring me along to play?"

"......"

Ye Li looked at Strange, "What type of anxiety disorder does this belong to?"

"Don't look at me."

Strange spread his hands, "I'm a neurologist, not a psychiatrist."

"Hmm... I suddenly thought of a treatment method."

Ye Li flicked a strand of blue electricity from his fingertip and threw it at Tony—Zzzzt~

"Ugh..."

Tony shook for a while and spat out a puff of black smoke, "What was that?"

Ye Li asked: "Do you feel a sense of relaxation all over?"

"No... I feel even more anxious..."

Although Tony said that, he shook his head, and indeed felt his head clear up for a moment, "Maybe I should go out and play, relax my mood..."

Ye Li said with satisfaction, "I think Ms. Pepper would be happy to accompany you on a pleasant trip."

"NO."

Tony pointed at his two bad friends, "Aren't you going on a long trip? Take me along."

"......."

Chinatown.

"Sister, why are we here?"

Matilda held a candied hawthorn skewer, her little tongue occasionally sticking out to lick it.

"Hmph hmph~ isn't it graduation time now?"

Jessica said mysteriously, "It's time for our detective agency to take on a high-quality case."

She was wearing a plaid jacket, and the high collar and large hat covered most of her face.

"Our detective agency?"

Matilda said strangely, "Isn't the detective agency just you, Jessica, who else is there?"

Jessica patted her little head, "Of course it's you, Matilda."

Matilda: "When did I..."

Jessica: "Right now, you're my assistant."

Matilda said weakly: "Oh..."

Soon.

Jessica took her sister to a decorated hotel.

"This is it, our target."

At the hotel entrance.

There were several guards in black training uniforms.

Seeing Jessica hiding her face, they stopped the two sisters and said, "Who are you...?"

Jessica didn't reveal her true face either.

She pulled a business card from her pocket and waved it in front of the guards, and they immediately backed away.

"Wow~"

Matilda saw the two of them being let in just like that and said admiringly, "Jessica, your detective agency is so famous now."

"Cough cough... of course."

Jessica put the business card back in her pocket with an unnatural expression; this was given to her by Ye Li... a business card for an organization similar to a "Chinese Mutual Aid Association"...

Strange's home.

Whoosh—

Strange's finger traced an arc on the travel route Ye Li had planned, confused.

"What is this? Shouldn't we fly directly to Kathmandu, Nepal?"

Ye Li looked around his house, responding casually.

"Accompanying you to Kathmandu is just a side trip; I have other places to see on the way.

If you're in a hurry.

You can fly directly to Nepal yourself."

"Stephen, this watch is quite nice, Athens."

Tony played with a few watches and chimed in with Ye Li, "Hmm... I also think these places are worth visiting."

He was tired of those famous tourist attractions and was instead interested in the few places marked on the map.

"Tony, do you really think this is a vacation?"

Strange said unhappily, "We have serious business... also, put my watch down."

Tony held up a finger: "I'll provide the plane, the speed is guaranteed to be faster than any other means of transport."

"Uh..."

Strange nodded decisively, "That's fine... if you like any, I can give you one."

Ye Li was speechless: "......"

He looked at Strange, then at Tony, and finally shook his head and sighed—

"Sigh, I actually have to go on a long trip with you two men."

Tony raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry, Li, I'll solve this problem."

"Solve the problem?"

Time flew by.

When Ye Li drove Winika onto Stark's private jet, he knew what "solve the problem" meant...

He saw several beautiful flight attendants,

Wearing sexy versions of uniforms,

Accompanied by dynamic music,

Dancing enthusiastically under laser lights.

There was even a stripper pole,

Slowly rising in the center of the dance floor...

And Strange was being entangled by a hot lady, with a dead-fish eye expression... he was in no mood for this now.

"Tony, your taste..."

Ye Li sat by the window next to Tony, picked up a glass of red wine, and complained, "As always, you didn't let me down."

"Looks like you like it too, where's the first stop?"

Tony pointed to the display screen in front of him, "This Hawkins town in Indiana is not bad, it's said to have had a space rift, a bit interesting."

"This place, let's talk about it on the way back after dropping Stephen off at Kamar-Taj."

Ye Li swiped his hand across the screen and picked another location, "Let's go here first, Sokovia."

Hotel reception room.

Jessica asked the elderly Asian man sitting in a wheelchair in front of her, "Are you, Seven..."

"Eh, can't do that, can't do that."

Wu Wu Zhiyuan waved his hand, "Just call me Mr. Wu, are you the detective Mr. Ye mentioned?"

Jessica saw that the old man was so polite and became serious, "Mm, Jessica Detective Agency, can you tell me the details of the case?"

Wu Wu Zhiyuan looked at Chen Ying beside him, "Officer Chen, please take out that file and look at it again."

Chen Ying handed the file to Jessica decisively.

She felt that since Uncle Seven valued this person so much, the other party must have something extraordinary.

You have to know.

Even for those detectives on the so-called rankings, Uncle Seven only let them gather in the hotel lobby, not meeting them individually like this.

Actually.

Wu Wu Zhiyuan didn't know Jessica, but he knew how powerful Ye Li was—

That person's influence was not on the same level as his.

He was playing business gang fights, while the superheroes in the other person's club were all off fighting aliens...

Can't compare...

Wu Wu Zhiyuan wasn't interested in the alien war or superheroes; that wasn't his world.

He only cared about the cause of his son's death.

He didn't have a week to live... meeting Jessica alone was just to show respect for that person, not because he placed his hopes on this female detective.

By comparison, that young man named Qin Feng seemed more capable...

The facts proved.

Wu Wu Zhiyuan's seasoned eyes were not wrong.

Jessica looked at the case file, and although she kept a straight face, her eyes were already spinning~~

[So messy...]

[Fighting aliens is simpler...]

.....Loss.

— Author's Notes —

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