Chapter 2937

Schiller stood by the window and witnessed the FBI's car leaving, turned his head to add firewood to the fireplace, and another hand pressed on the firewood he wanted to grab.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Tim smiling at him.

There were no lights in the living room, only the gradually weak firelight of the fireplace. Tim's smile was no different from the night he sat on the threshold, always having the pride and publicity that his two brothers didn't have, and the cunning that was not easily noticed, full of youthful spirit.

Schiller grabbed the firewood stick in his hand and knocked it on his head.

"Ouch!" Tim covered his head and screamed in pain.

"Why are you hitting people?!" Tim covered his head and sat on the ground, angry and widened his eyes.

"Was it you who made trouble?" Schiller stood up with the stick, and Tim also climbed up with a stumble, baring his teeth and covering the bag that had just been knocked on his head.

"Even if it was me, you can't hit people!"

Immediately after, Tim's shoulder was hit again. He hurriedly ran to the sofa side, shouting as he ran: "You don't play according to the routine! Shouldn't you pull me to sit down and talk?! Don't hit, do you really think I dare not fight back?!"

Schiller relied on having a weapon in his hand, and Tim couldn't dodge, so he pulled him several times fiercely before saying unhappily: "Arrogance is a good temper, talk, talk, what is there to talk about?!"

Tim stood on the other side of the sofa, covering his arm that had just been pulled and taking a breath of cold air. Schiller said unhappily: "Do you think I will give you a chance to talk about your plan triumphantly to show your intelligence? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Then you don't ask what I want to do?"

"You just want to pull the moon down now, I don't feel strange." Schiller rolled his eyes and said: "It's just that the homework is left too little!"

Tim dropped his arm, sighed and said: "It's really hard to believe that you and the professor are one person. Yes, I just finished my homework and was idle. What do you plan to do?"

Schiller held the stick and hugged his arms, narrowed his eyes and said: "You used plants to seal this place, I can't get out, can't you get out either?"

"Yes, I can't get out, do you still want to kill me?"

"Are you stupid? Murder is against the law!"

Just as Tim opened his mouth to say something, Schiller shouted: "Pamela! 5 million US dollars into your account in that universe, tie this kid up!"

"Okay!" Pamela appeared with a swoosh.

Swish, swish, swish, the vines extending from the corner of the room directly hung Tim up. Schiller weighed the stick in his hand and said: "That set of yours in that universe doesn't work here. Kids don't mix in adults' affairs."

"I want to mix in!" Tim shouted: "If you dare to hit me, I will expose your material on the internet!"

"Do you think I don't have media worker friends?! Stay honestly, I'm going out." Schiller threw down the stick in a hurry, put on his coat, and went out.

Pamela let Tim down. Tim continued to rub his arms with bared teeth. Pamela pulled up his sleeves and took a look, and there was a long red mark.

"He really beats the bear kid." Pamela sighed: "You are still beaten too little. If he hits you, won't you dodge?"

"He sneak attacked! And no one else has beaten me!"

"So you are beaten too little." Pamela put down his sleeves and said: "Don't look at me like that. Do you think I'm on your side, and you can beat him?"

"Then why don't you hang him up?"

"Do you know that plants are afraid of fire?" Pamela said speechlessly: "If I didn't hang you up just now, he could lift the fireplace and burn this house, and this mountain head wouldn't be able to hide."

Tim let out a breath of air with his nose and said: "Anyway, the FBI has gone back now, Los Angeles shouldn't be in chaos."

"But I hope things will develop as you inferred." Pamela said: "I always feel it's very difficult."

They walked towards the seaside together, Tim asked: "Why?"

"Don't you notice? His action pattern is more unpredictable than the professor." Pamela shook her head and said: "If you have to say it, your father is more like him."

"The professor is more stable than him." Tim started to rub the bag on his head again, and while inhaling, he said: "I am also more like him."

Tim saw the red car they rented being driven away, and the trajectory of the taillights gradually disappeared on the dark road.

"You don't seem surprised." Pamela said.

"I know your plant barrier can't stop him. He has a ring that can teleport, otherwise how did he run to the town to buy firewood before?"

"Then you said kidnapping doesn't have to be specific to people."

"You could have tied him up just now, but you didn't."

"He paid."

"Is there a possibility that I am richer than him in our universe?"

"Then you open the price!"

"5 million is too expensive, no way."

"You are so stingy!"

"Don't know firewood and rice are expensive when you don't run a family!"

Ding-dong, Tim's phone prompted a new text message. He took out his phone and opened the message interface, finding that it was a message sent to them by Jason.

"Are you in Los Angeles now? Is Pamela there?"

"You have been discovered by Jason." Tim looked at Pamela and said: "Before he said he was going to meet Captain America, so you should have been targeted by the Avengers."

"Then who is to blame for this?" Pamela said unhappily.

"The good news is that the Avengers shouldn't have been dispatched, or you are not worth their dispatch. The bad news is that Captain America alone is enough for us to have a headache. Can you beat him?"

"It depends on the situation." Pamela said with some difficulty: "I met him in the Doujie dungeon before, he is not very strong, but I can't break through his defense."

"Captain America is a variable that is not big or small. The FBI brought him here, perhaps to let him be a witness to the assassination case. Although he is an outdated internet celebrity now, he still has a certain influence."

"In the original plan, the congressman and the FBI joined hands to act and cheat funding. With Captain America as a witness, it is more real."

"But now the plan has changed, he should go to Los Angeles to suppress the chaos, which is not very good."

"Why?"

"Didn't I say it? If there are no rats, how can the importance of cats be shown? The FBI may not necessarily kill Hydra in their jurisdiction, but Captain America will. Hydra is his old enemy."

"Also, what if the Hydra in Los Angeles is swept by him..."

"Then Hydra will become a key protection object instead, and even S. H. I. E. L. D. and the FBI will provide support to him respectively... wait, Schiller wouldn't be intentional, right?"

Tim's eyes turned and turned, proving that his brain was thinking at high speed. The two walked to the seaside together, and he said while walking.

"Assuming he is not the true leader of Hydra, just an undercover agent, then bringing Captain America here and sweeping Hydra once can significantly weaken Hydra's power."

"But you said the FBI and S. H. I. E. L. D. will both provide support to Hydra."

"Support is given, who will it eventually fall into?" Tim raised a key question, "Is it the real Hydra or Schiller?"

"Are you saying he wants to eat both sides?"

"If it were me, I would want to. Indeed, compared to cooperating with one side, using the importance of one's own existence as a threat to let both sides help oneself can eat more fully."

"Oh, I understand." Pamela said: "On the surface, he wants Hydra to make trouble in Los Angeles to help S. H. I. E. L. D. get funding."

"Actually, he secretly transferred Captain America here, letting him take advantage of the FBI's absence to sweep Hydra in Los Angeles. In order not to let Captain America and the Avengers behind him kill them all, both sides have to support him."

The two came to the seaside. The speedboat used by the FBI for landing was not driven away. Tim saw from the window before that the people who came from the sea also retreated with those on land, and did not take the sea route again, so this boat was cheap for them.

Tim knew how to drive a speedboat. As soon as the two stepped on the boat, Tim started the speedboat, and the two flew towards Los Angeles.

"Do you think we will be caught by the Avengers as soon as we go ashore?" Pamela looked a bit worried, she said: "I think I should be able to run away, but you may not."

"What you should worry about now is not this."

"Then what is it?"

"There are people who are much stupider than the Avengers." Tim looked down at the speedboat's dashboard, his gaze stayed somewhere for a while, but didn't say anything.

The speedboat moved at full speed, and the sea was unobstructed. The straight-line distance was not far, and they soon saw the lights of Los Angeles city.

Approaching the nearest pier, the two jumped off the speedboat, and countless lights lit up in an instant. Police with FBI badges shuttled between police cars like a school of fish, and soon formed a cross-fire network, with countless black gun muzzles aimed at them.

Tim raised his hands quickly, Pamela looked at him, didn't resist, and raised her hands to indicate that she had no weapons.

The police took them to two police cars separately. As soon as Tim sat in, he saw the strong man sitting in the passenger seat in front turn his head, and there was a pair of shining blue eyes.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Tim Drake."

"It seems my good brother has sold my information cleanly."

"He is just cooperating with the case."

"You deliberately left the speedboat because you felt that if this attack plan succeeded, trapping the other party in place as a trapped beast would only increase casualties, so you left an escape route for him, but you added a positioning device to the speedboat. But aren't you afraid he will drive to Mexico?"

"No, because he feels he still has power in Los Angeles. I understand Hydra, they will feel they still have room to turn around."

"Hearing is better than seeing, Captain America."

"Overpraised. Since you have discovered it, why don't you drive to Mexico?"

"I naturally have my reasons." Tim grinned at him, and then said: "Are you planning to take me to the FBI to interrogate me?"

"If you are an adult, yes."

"Do you know what answer you will get?"

Steve turned his head to look at him again.

"I was kidnapped by Hydra, but I saw the true face of the snake head who kidnapped me, it is the famous psychologist on the internet—Schiller..."

"You'd better consider clearly what you want to say." Steve interrupted his words hard and said: "Telling me and leaving everything you want to say in the interrogation record are two different things. Do you want to testify against him in court?"

"No." Tim's big turn answer made Steve stunned for a moment, but then he felt his brain was about to explode.

"I will testify against him on the internet, and then let all netizens see what kind of shameful things the FBI, S. H. I. E. L. D., and Hydra are doing."

"Do you have evidence?"

"Does the internet need evidence?"

Steve now deeply understood the reason why Jason emphasized that only Tim can be called a "crazy teenager".