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Chapter XI
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Surprisingly, the process of leaving the base was smooth, and no one noticed them.
Jarvis takes Isbelli to a nearby town, where her hand is injured and needs to be bandaged.
"It'll be fine soon, if it hurts, tell me, I'll be lighter."
The wrinkled doctor looked at Isbelle kindly. The old man was a little bit broken, seeing her come to the door alone, feeling sorry for her injury and complaining about why her parents didn't take care of her.
"Honey, can you tell me how I got hurt, why didn't your parents accompany you?"
The old doctor was disinfecting her wounds, carefully removing the blood clots that had stuck to her head with a cotton swab.
- Bailey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to hurt you.
ββDoes it hurt? If it hurts, speak up.
- It's my fault, Bailey.
Who are you?
In a trance, the voice of the strange man sounded in Isbelli's mind again, and a picture gradually appeared in front of her. She was wounded, her arm was hit by a bullet, and she leaned against the dimly lit tent, the man by her side, his broad, hot hands gently holding her face. "Bailey, you're so petite and fragile, Please, don't block bullets for me in the future, I'd rather be the one who gets hurt......"
"It doesn't hurt."
Isbelli couldn't help but speak, not wanting to see the man blame himself so much.
"What?"
What answered her was the old man's hoarse voice, which instantly tore through the picture in front of her.
There was no man who couldn't see clearly, and no one held her face gently.
"Oh good boy, it'll be fine soon, don't worry."
The old doctor didn't notice her strange look.
"I don't hurt."
Isbelle raised her voice expressionlessly, this little injury was nothing to her, and the pain didn't matter, she didn't care anyway.
"Poor child...... "The old doctor didn't know what she was thinking, he just thought that she was so cute and well-behaved, how could anyone bear to let her suffer and be hurt." Your parents are so hateful, I'm going to go back with you myself and teach them a good lesson. β
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The wound was treated in the old doctor's rambling, and when he turned to take out the garbage, Isbelle quickly left his house.
"I think you should need a break."
Jarvis, who stayed by Isbelli's side on his phone, said. The power of the aircraft ran out, and he had to steal a nearby phone to transfer it in, otherwise he would have to leave her for a while.
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Isbelli didn't want to speak, and after walking for a while, she felt tired, so she sat down under a tree to rest. She raised her hand to look at the gauze, and after a few seconds she used her teeth to open them, and the wound was still the same, showing no signs of recovery.
"Why ......" she didn't understand. She had been injured before, but the wound would heal quickly over time, but this time it was strangely not, the back of her hand was still bloody and blurry, and nothing had changed except for the ointment that the old doctor had applied.
"I need to see you."
Jarvis turned on the phone's camera, and he saw the road outside, but he couldn't see Isbelli, after all, the phone didn't have the ability to fly, so he couldn't move freely.
"Miss Lily?"
Isbelle ignored him.
Jarvis didn't feel displeased, calmly looked at the bird in the tree across the road, and said, "Do you know why we were able to leave S.H.I.E.L.D. unimpeded?" Because they know you're going to find a way to leave, and it's better to let you go than to get angry and do something horrible. Corson said you have the ability to heal yourself, and I think you just said 'why' because the wound on your hand didn't heal itself, right? β
Hearing these words, Isbelle finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed her phone and held it up in front of her, and looked at Jarvis gloomily, "What did you do to me." β
"No, I didn't do anything to you, I couldn't have disobeyed Mr. Stark's orders." Jarvis jumped in his phone, "The people of S.H.I.E.L.D. implanted an electronic chip in your heart, which will release a large amount of pressure to suppress the mysterious stone in your heart with huge energy, and at the same time has many functions such as monitoring and positioning. To put it simply, your every move is under the control of S.H.I.E.L.D., and if you do something that endangers humanity or the planet, they will detonate the chip to stop you. So, please don't gamble with your life, let's go back to California, where I can protect you. β
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Isbelle was silent again, but the expression on her face was unusually gloomy, and she pressed her chest, her eyes full of anger.
"Please go back to California, the electronic chip has prevented the mysterious stone from protecting and helping you, if you continue like this, you will be in danger."
Jarvis gently persuaded her.
Isbelle ignored him, but slowly closed her eyes, trying to calm down and sense where Tony Stark was. He is the only reason for her to exist, even if it is death, she will not give up.
"To the south, Jarvis, send a message to the people looking for Tony, tell them not to look in the east, Tony is deep in the desert to the south, I'll wait until I get closer."
With that, she stood up and patted the dirt on her ass and walked forward, thinking about how to get out of S.H.I.E.L.D. control.