OBS Chapter 2948 Leisure Time (8)
Chapter 2948 Leisure Time (8)
Chapter 2948 Leisure Time (XVIII)
Schiller stood by the window and watched the FBI car leave. He turned to add wood to the fireplace, and another hand pressed on the firewood he was about to grab.
He looked up and saw Tim smiling at him.
There was no light on in the living room, only the gradually dimming light of the fireplace. Tim's smile was no different from that night when he sat on the doorstep. There was always a sense of pride and subtle cunning that his two brothers did not have, and he was full of youthful spirit.
Schiller grabbed the firewood stick in his hand and hit him on the head.
"Ouch!" Tim screamed, covering his head.
"Why are you hitting people?!" Tim sat on the ground with his head covered, his eyes wide open in anger.
"Did you do this?" Schiller stood up with a stick in his hand. Tim also climbed up and covered the bump on his head with a grimace.
"Whether it was me who did this or not, you can't hit anyone!"
Tim was hit on the shoulder again, and he quickly ran to the sofa, shouting as he ran: "You don't play by the rules! Shouldn't you take me to sit down and talk?! Stop it, do you really think I dare not fight back?!"
Schiller relied on the weapon in his hand, and Tim couldn't dodge in time, so he hit him hard several times, and then said unhappily: "Arrogance is a good temper, let's talk, what is there to talk about?!"
Tim stood on the other side of the sofa, holding his arm that had just been hit and gasping for air. Schiller said unhappily, "Do you think I'm going to give you a chance to boast about your plan and show off your intelligence? Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Then why don't you ask me what I want to do?"
"I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted to pull the moon down now." Schiller rolled his eyes and said, "It's just that I didn't leave enough homework!"
Tim dropped his arms, sighed and said, "It's hard to believe that you and the professor are the same person. Yes, I just finished my homework and had some free time. What are you going to do?"
Schiller held the stick in his arms, squinted his eyes and said, "You sealed this place with plants. I can't get out, so you can't get out either?"
"Yes, I can't get out. Do you want to kill me?"
"Are you stupid? Murder is against the law!"
Tim just opened his mouth to say something, and Schiller shouted at the top of his voice: "Pamela! Deposit 500 million US dollars into your account in that universe and kidnap this guy!"
"Okay!" Pamela appeared in a flash.
Swish, swish, vines stretched out from the corner of the room and directly hung Tim up. Schiller weighed the stick in his hand and said, "Your universe tricks won't work here. Children, don't meddle in adult affairs."
"I'm going to get involved!" Tim yelled, "If you dare to hit me, I'll expose your secrets on the Internet!"
"Do you think I don't have friends who are media workers? Stay here and I'm going out for a while." Schiller hurriedly threw down his stick, put on his coat, and went out.
Pamela put Tim down, and Tim continued to rub his arm with a grimace. Pamela rolled up his sleeve and saw a long red mark.
"He really beats the naughty kids." Pamela sighed, "You still don't get beaten enough. Can't you hide when he hits you?"
"He attacked me by surprise! And no one else has ever beaten me before!"
"So you didn't get beaten enough." Pamela put down his sleeves and said, "Don't look at me like that. Do you think you can beat him just because I stand on your side?"
"Why don't you hang him up then?"
"Do you know that plants are afraid of fire?" Pamela said speechlessly, "If I hadn't hung you up just now, he would have blown up the fireplace and burned the house, and even this hill would not have been spared."
Tim sighed through his nose and said, "Anyway, the FBI has gone back now, so there shouldn't be any more trouble in Los Angeles."
"I hope things will turn out as you speculated." Pamela said, "I always find it difficult."
As they both walked toward the door, Tim asked, "Why?"
"Haven't you noticed? His behavior is even more unpredictable than the professor's." Pamela shook her head and said, "If I have to say, your father is more like him."
"The professor is more stable than him." Tim began to rub the bump on his head again, and said while taking a breath, "I am more like him too."
Tim watched the red car they had rented drive away, the trail of its taillights disappearing into the dark highway.
"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 get to the town to buy firewood before?"
"Then you said that kidnapping doesn't need to be specific about a person."
"You could have tied him up, but you didn't."
“He paid for it.”
"Is there a possibility that in our universe I am richer than him?"
"Then you should make an offer!"
"Five million is too expensive. No way."
"I'll scratch you to death!"
“If you don’t run a household, you won’t know how expensive firewood and rice are!”
With a ding-dong sound, Tim's phone prompted that a new text message had arrived. He took out his phone and opened the message interface, and found that Jason had sent them a message.
"Are you in Los Angeles now? Is Pamela there?"
"Jason has discovered you." Tim turned to look at Pamela and said, "He said before that he was going to meet Captain America, so you should have been targeted by the Avengers."
"Whose fault is this?" Pamela said unhappily.
"The good news is that the Avengers probably haven't dispatched, or you're not worth their while. The bad news is that Captain America alone is enough to give us a headache. Can you beat him?"
"It depends." Pamela said with some embarrassment: "I've encountered him before in the Doujie dungeon. He's not very strong, but I can't break through his defense."
"Captain America is a not-so-small variable. The FBI brought him here, perhaps to make him a witness to the assassination. Although he is now a faded internet celebrity, he still has a certain influence."
"In the original plan, the congressman and the FBI teamed up to stage a scam to defraud funds. With Captain America as a witness, it became more realistic."
"But now the plan has changed. He is supposed to go to Los Angeles to suppress the chaos, which is not good."
"why?"
"Didn't I say it? If there were no mice, how could the importance of cats be shown? The FBI may not necessarily kill all the Hydras in its jurisdiction, but Captain America will, because Hydra is his old enemy."
"Yes, what if he wipes out the Hydra in Los Angeles..."
"Then Hydra will become the focus of protection, and even SHIELD and the FBI will provide support to it... Wait, Schiller is not doing this on purpose?"
Tim's eyes moved around, proving that his brain was thinking rapidly, as they walked towards the beach together, he spoke.
"Assuming that he is not the real leader of Hydra, but just an undercover agent, then bringing Captain America here to wipe out Hydra would significantly weaken Hydra's power."
"But you said that both the FBI and SHIELD would support HYDRA."
"The support is given, but who will it fall into the hands of in the end?" Tim raised a key question, "Will it be the real Hydra or Schiller?"
"You said he wanted to have it both ways?"
"I would think the same thing if I were in his place. Indeed, compared to cooperating with one party, using the importance of his own existence as a threat to get both parties to help him would allow him to have a fuller life."
"Oh, I see." Pamela said, "On the surface, he wants to make Hydra cause trouble in Los Angeles and help S.H.I.E.L.D. get funding."
"In fact, he had secretly transferred Captain America here a long time ago, and asked him to take advantage of the FBI's absence to wipe out Hydra in Los Angeles. In order to prevent Captain America and the Avengers behind him from killing them all, both sides had to support him."
The two of them arrived at the beach, and the speedboat used by the FBI for landing had not been driven away. Tim had seen from the window that the people who came from the sea also evacuated with the people on land and did not take the sea route, so the boat was a good choice for them.
Tim can drive a speedboat. As soon as the two stepped on the boat, Tim started the speedboat and the two drove quickly towards Los Angeles.
"Do you think we'll be caught by the Avengers as soon as we land?" Pamela seemed a little worried. She said, "I think I should be able to escape, but you may not."
"That's not what you should be worrying about right now."
"what is that?"
"There are people much dumber than the Avengers." Tim looked down at the speedboat's dashboard, his eyes lingering on a certain spot for a moment, but he said nothing.
The speedboat was moving at full speed, the sea was clear, and the straight-line distance was not far. They soon saw the lights of Los Angeles city.
The nearest pier docked and the two men jumped off the speedboat. In an instant, countless lights lit up and policemen with FBI badges shuttled between police cars like a school of fish. A crossfire network was quickly formed, with countless black gun muzzles pointed at them.
Tim quickly raised his hands. Pamela looked at him and did not resist. She raised her hands to indicate that she had no weapons.
The police took them into two police cars separately. As soon as Tim sat in, he saw that the strong man sitting in the front passenger seat had a pair of shining blue eyes when he looked back.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Tim Drake."
"It seems my good brother has sold all my information."
"He was just cooperating with the case."
"You left the speedboat behind on purpose because you thought that if the attack plan succeeded, trapping the enemy in place and forcing them to fight would only increase casualties, so you left him an escape route but added a positioning device to the speedboat. But aren't you afraid that he might drive to Mexico?"
"No, because he feels that he still has power in Los Angeles. I know Hydra, they will feel that they still have room for a comeback."
"Seeing is believing, Captain America."
"Thank you! Now that you've discovered it, why don't you drive to Mexico?"
"Of course I have my reasons." Tim grinned at him and said, "Are you going to take me to the FBI for questioning?"
"If you're of age, yes."
"Do you know what answer you're going to get?"
Steve looked back at him.
"I was kidnapped by Hydra, but I saw the true face of the hydra leader who kidnapped me. It was the famous psychologist on the Internet - Xi..."
"You'd better think about what you're going to say." Steve interrupted him forcefully and said, "Telling me is different from leaving everything you have to say in the interrogation record. Are you going to testify against him in court?"
"No." Tim's sudden answer stunned Steve for a moment, but then he felt like his brain was about to explode.
"I will testify against him online, and then let all netizens see what shady things the FBI, SHIELD, and Hydra are doing."
"Do you have evidence?"
“Does the network need evidence?”
Steve now fully understood why Jason had told him that only Tim could be called a "crazy teenager."
It's dark in the north at 5:30!