"You're awesome, dear." Suzanne gasped and slumped to the side, looking at Stanley and said.

"I love to hear that." Stanley smiled slightly, put his arms around Susanna, and after some intense exercise, the depression in his heart had been completely discharged.

After that, the two of them didn't talk about other things very tacitly, after all, it was just a date, neither Stanley nor Suzanne wanted to take this relationship further, and after recovering their strength a little, the two tacitly carried out the next game. (Probably not 404, right?) ）

There was no word all night (there were really no other words), early the next morning Stanley had already left here and returned to school, he just took two days off, and he still had to go to school today, and the shadow of the explosion in his heart was much smaller because of the promise of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had already worked hard, and as for the consequences, it could only depend on the will of God.

Stanley is actually very conflicted about going to school, on the one hand, he wants to enjoy the good college life of his youth, but on the other hand, he really doesn't like to take classes with his current classmates, maybe he is just rejecting the former Stanley and his life.

Although he is indeed enjoying the campus life at school, he is actually playing the role of Stanley very well-behaved in the class, even if it has been nearly seven or eight months, it is obviously impossible to change the habits that a person has developed for more than 20 years, just by seven or eight months.

This is also the reason why he has never been able to talk to his senior sister or people outside, and he has not much to say to his classmates.

Jingle bell, Stanley's mobile phone rang, and when he opened it, he saw that it was Damon calling, and Stanley immediately picked it up.

"Hey, Damon, how's it going? Is there any progress? Stanley asked.

"I called you to tell you about it, and I don't know how those people knew about this incident, but a group of guys claiming to be the Special Operations Group took this case personally." Damon told Stanley about what had happened to the police station.

"That's a good thing." Stanley knew that this so-called special operations group must be someone from S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I guess so, I hope they can solve the case soon." Damon's voice was a little tired, and he paused slightly, and then he continued: "I haven't rested in the past few days, go back to rest first, and you too, don't push yourself too hard, you've worked hard." ”

Obviously, Damon thought that Stanley was busy with the bombing in the past few days, which made Stanley blush a little, although he did find S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with this matter on the first day, but the next day Stanley was busy with his own affairs, and today he was going to meet with Emily, and he almost left the explosion behind.

In fact, this is also difficult, as an alien visitor, Stanley knows the energy of S.H.I.E.L.D., and after handing over the matter to S.H.I.E.L.D., if it is solved, it will be a blessing, if not, it will not be too sad for Stanley, he has already worked hard.

"Stanley, are you listening?" Damon's voice woke Stanley up.

"I'm here, I'm listening." Stanley replied immediately.

"Oh, take a break, I'm hanging."

"Okay."

The phone hung up, and Stanley breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he was worried that Damon would be injured because of this incident, but now he doesn't have to worry so much.

Time passed quickly, Stanley left school and returned to his home, and then waited for Emily to contact him, he should have asked the other party to come to him, instead of letting him wait for the other party's call, Stanley thought a little depressed.

It's so uncomfortable to wait for someone, especially when you don't know when this person will show up!

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Stanley finally waited for a call from Emily, who asked Stanley to come to a certain neighborhood in Lower Manhattan, saying that there was a café there where they could drink coffee and chat.

Stanley was immediately depressed, if the woman had told him earlier, he would not have to come back from Manhattan, although the road was not far, but there would be traffic jams at night.

After all, if someone in this world could know about the existence of the judgment scale, then Stanley would have been imprisoned to study, you must know that although Stanley will not die, every resurrection requires merit, and if Stanley's merit is not enough, he doesn't know if he can continue to be resurrected.

In short, Stanley changed his clothes to make himself look a little more mature and then came to the agreed place with Emily, and after saying Emily's name to the waiter, he was taken to a innermost position, Stanley subconsciously observed the surroundings, and found that others may not notice what he said here, and it was obviously after some choice.

"Sir, you wait here for a while, Miss Emily will be here in ten minutes." The waitress who brought him here said with a smile.

"Oh? Do you know Emily? Stanley asked curiously.

"She's the manager of our café, and she greeted us before she came." After the waitress finished speaking, she gave a salute and left.

Stanley nodded slightly, it seems that although the other party is suddenly interested in him because of the judgment of Libra, it is not the kind of person who comes to meet him directly as soon as his brain is hot, but chooses to contact him after careful consideration.

It's a pity that this is just Stanley's delusion, Emily is still affected by the judgment scales in the end, and she chooses to call Stanley on a whim, and the reason why she chose this place is because she is the boss, that's all.

About ten minutes later, after Stanley had drunk twice as much coffee, Emily was late, and Stanley looked at the woman chosen by the judgment scale, with her iconic figure, short silver hair, and a hint of restrained charm on her delicate face.

"Sir, I don't mind you staring at me like this, but it's still embarrassing." Emily looked at Stanley and smiled.

"It's not like it's embarrassing." Stanley smiled and held out his hand, "Meet Stan Lee."

"Emily Charllist, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lee." Emily shook hands with Stanley and took their seats.

The waiter came here, and after Emily chose a cup of coffee and some snacks, she asked the waiter to leave, and then the two of them briefly said some things, mainly because they were afraid that the waiter would hear their conversation when he came over with coffee.

After the waiter put Emily's coffee and snacks on the table, Emily asked the other party to leave without anyone disturbing her, and looked at Stanley with a serious face.

"Now, let's get down to business, Mr. Stan Lee!"