Tony Stark knew he owed Potz a positive answer.

After so many years together, Tony Stark knows better than anyone how important Potts is to him.

What Potz gave him was always something that no other woman could give.

It's a special feeling.

It was a home away from home.

Potts could give him a home.

"Whew......" Tony Stark took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at Potts, he said slowly: "Potts, I have something in my heart to say to you. ”

"Potze, when I was dying in Afghanistan, I was desperate, my world was dark."

"At that moment, a model of the Ark reactor appeared in front of my eyes, and your voice sounded in my ears!"

"It was your voice and the model of the Ark reactor that gave me hope of living again."

Tony Stark paused for a moment and grabbed Potze's hand.

With a serious expression, he put Potze's hand on the Ark Reactor on his chest, and said, "Potts, you and the Ark Reactor have continued my life, and you are all an inseparable part of my life. ”

"The Ark Reactor is the most precious legacy my father has left me, and you are a treasure that God has given me more than this one."

"Potts, be my girlfriend, let's create a new Stark Industries together."

"Potts, today's confession is very simple, I haven't prepared any gifts, two months later, on the brand new Stark Industries, I will make up for this missing regret for you."

After listening to Tony Stark's words.

Potze's face was full of happiness, and his eyes were hazy and a mist of water rose.

She nodded softly, then shyly buried her head in Tony Stark's arms.

It's something she's been looking forward to.

After so many years of waiting, it was not in vain.

Tony Stark was talking about exactly the answer she had always wanted.

A smile appeared on Tony Stark's lips, and he hugged Potz tightly in his arms.

Jake's push, it doesn't seem to be anything?

Hehe, it's so nice to hold Potts, this taste is not the same as holding those tender molds at all.

It's just that it seems that there will be no pool party anymore, and the dragon slayer warriors will eventually become evil dragons.

Tut-tut, I really didn't expect that one day I, Tony Stark, would also become a good guy hanged from a tree.

……

Cornell Presbyterian Hospital Main Entrance.

Nick Fury was wearing a black trench coat, he raised his head slightly, and his expression was very serious.

With the only one eye left, Nick Fury surveyed the hospital in front of him.

Behind him stood a sexy beauty with a pale face, nervous eyes, and a very innocent look.

The beauty exudes nervousness and uneasiness all over her body, like a frightened little rabbit.

This beauty is none other than Natasha, a high-ranking agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Black Widow.

But she doesn't have the temperament of an agent at all now, more like an ordinary person.

"Alas~" Nick Fury frowned, sighed lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "I hope that Dr. Cornell, the head of the psychiatric department, can really help Black Widow's condition." ”

"I really don't want S.H.I.E.L.D. to lose a good agent, but Black Widow in this state can't stay with S.H.I.E.L.D. anymore."

"It's a disservice to her to stay and a disservice to S.H.I.E.L.D."

"According to Coulson's report, Dr. Cornell used to be Arthur's attending physician, and he still has some information about Arthur."

"I hope I can figure out how Arthur transformed into a clown this time?"

Nick Fury glanced back at Black Widow, his tone was very cold, and he ordered: "Natasha Romanoff, you must listen to the doctor for a while!" Otherwise......"

When the black widow heard this, a new emotion appeared on her pale face, her empty eyes were full of fear, and her lips trembled: "Obey!" Checkmate! ”

"Natasha, follow me!" Nick Fury shook his head and slowly walked towards the inside of the hospital.

There was mixed emotions in his eyes, and I admit that I Nick Fury didn't look like a good guy and sometimes did anything to do things.

But no matter how bad I am, I'm not like the perverted general in the Red House, I still have a lot of humanity as a person.

……

Cornell Presbyterian Hospital.

Office of the Chief of Psychiatry.

Dr. Cornell, who was wearing a white coat, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Nick Fury in front of him, and asked, "Hello, I'm Professor Cornell, what do you call Mr.?" ”

"It's not convenient for my name to be revealed, I come from a special department, just call me the director." Nick Fury carefully looked at the doctor in front of him, and said in a very calm tone, "Dr. Cornell, can you smoke here?" ”

"The hospital is non-smoking, but your Excellency is a special department, and this department is definitely above all else!" Cornell pushed his glasses, a glint flashed in his eyes, and smiled: "These rules are dispensable to you, aren't they?" ”

Nick Fury lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Can you tell us Arthur's story?" My men say he has seen you and been treated by you. ”

Cornell smiled and said, "Lord Director, there is nothing you can't say about this, you are the leader of a special agency, as long as you ask, I will say it." ”

"It's just that I'm more curious, what happened to Arthur? Although he is sick, he is a good boy, Arthur, he should not be able to do anything big! ”

Cornell paused, opened the drawer, took out a thick piece of information, handed it over, and said, "Your Excellency, these are all materials about Arthur. ”

Nick Fury stretched out his hand to take the information, but did not look at it immediately, but looked at Cornell quietly with the only one eye left, and only after a while did he speak: "Professor Cornell has a heart, I didn't expect you to keep the information so well." ”

"The material looks very clean, without a bit of dust, and Professor Cornell is really a man of faith."

"Mr. Professor, do you have anything you would like to explain?" Nick Fury raised his fingers, there was no trace of dust on his fingers, they were very clean, and said slowly: "I don't believe that every patient's information can be kept very well with you, which seems a bit unreasonable." ”

Hearing this, Cornell nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Director, you are right, I do value Arthur very much, because Arthur is not an ordinary patient, his information is very interesting, you can take a look." ”

"Mr. Director, after reading it, you can understand why I care so much, it's really amazing."

When Nick Fury heard this, curiosity arose in his heart, and he quickly opened the information in his hand, and as soon as he opened the information, he only glanced at it.

Nick Fury quickly closed it, he reached out and rubbed his head, took two quick breaths, and said, "What is this, I just looked at it, and I felt dizzy, and there were countless pieces of information hitting my brain." ”

"Those crazy words, crazy pictures, don't look like a human being can write."

After hearing this, Cornell reached out and snapped his fingers, and smiled: "That's right, Lord Director, this is also the place where I care most about Arthur, and it is really unusual to be able to create this kind of thing." ”

"Create something like this? What do you mean? Nick Fury frowned and asked puzzled, "What the hell is this?" ”

Cornell took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Director, this is a biography of Arthur's life, a biography he wrote for himself. ”

"It's a piece of work he wrote, and the first time I talked to Arthur, he said he was quite a writer, and he was fed up with being a clown in the circus."

"He didn't want to be ridiculed, and one day he was going to write a real work, a great work. When he finishes writing, he will give it to me. ”

Connell paused and continued, "Your Excellency, the first part of this document is Arthur's work, and the back part is the information about Arthur's condition, the information of every major change. ”

"I'm sure that Arthur has been cured by me, he no longer has a mental illness, he is a normal person."

"What's the picture in here?" Nick Fury asked in a deep voice.

Cornell frowned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Lord Director, according to my years of experience, those pictures are Arthur's spiritual world, and they are also his perception of this world. ”

"I didn't dare to look too deeply, though, because his ideas were a little too bizarre."

"Lord Director, I suggest you don't read it, if you take the content as true, I'm afraid you will have a nervous breakdown after reading it."

"I only watched part of it, and I couldn't stand it."

Listen to Cornell.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Nick Fury's mouth, and he said slowly: "Professor Cornell, after listening to what you said, I am more interested. ”

With that, Nick Fury reopened the paper, dizziness and nausea, and looked at Arthur's scribbled handwriting, and the graffiti that didn't look like a human hand could draw at all.

Nick Fury has a hunch that when he finishes reading this work, he will have a deeper understanding of Arthur, and he will also be able to better understand what the spiritual core of the Joker is.

Only by figuring this out can he ban the appearance of the next clown.

But Nick Fury also felt a wave of fear in his heart, the way Black Widow is now is because of his exploration of the Joker.

Now she has lost her sense of self as an adult and has become a teenage little girl.

No, not into a teenage little girl, but into a bunch.

She was caught up in her darkest and most painful memories, and she thought of herself as one of those companions she had been.

Every time I wake up, it's not the same person, and every time I wake up, I behave very strangely.

From time to time, Black Widow would have a crazy smile on her face, and that smile would be like that of a clown.

When he saw that smile, Nick Fury felt a chill on his back, his hair burst, and he was terrified that Black Widow had turned into a clown.

He didn't know if Black Widow was now transforming like a clown, whether she was in the process of doing so, or if she had become a clown and hadn't woken up.

The information in his hand now is very heavy for Nick Fury, like an unopened Pandora's box, and he doesn't know what will be in it?

Is it hope, or despair.

Will he become a clown himself?

With huge doubts, Nick Fury threw himself into reading.

"Hey friends, my name is Arthur!

I've been dead for a long time when you see this...... That's right, I'm writing this...... Something when I'm already dead.

Yes, sir, you heard it right, this is something written by a dead man.

Sir, do not be afraid, do not panic, and do not be afraid, for those are meaningless...... In your eyes, a dead man may be a dead man, but in my eyes, a dead man may also be a living man.

Well, you might think I'm crazy, but I'm really not crazy at all, at least not yet, I'm still sober.

No, I'm not going crazy, I just saw something I couldn't see...... It was late at night, and I was returning home from work at the circus as usual, and under the streetlights, I saw "He! ”

"He" laughed maniacally and said that I would be "him", I froze, I looked at "him" as if I was looking in a mirror.

He has a ...... with me Exactly the same face!

Sir, I really didn't lie to you.

I'm sure I'm definitely not looking in the mirror, but he looks exactly like me.

It's weird, it's really weird.

He reminded me of a story, but unfortunately I can't remember that story a little, but that's probably what it meant.

In this world, each of us has an isotope who looks exactly like you, but you don't see him.

Because he lives where you can't see, he doesn't live in the same latitude as you, but he's you.

This is a story told by a scientist...... But I forgot who that scientist was...... I can't go on, he's coming!

He's coming!

He's coming!

I vanished, and I came to a dark place...... It's dark here and I'm scared!

Sir, there is no road here, there is no road to the outside world here!

Help me...... I don't want to be stuck here...... I really don't want to be stuck in this ......

……

Darkness, incomparable darkness, I was surrounded by darkness, and my spirit was accustomed to this darkness.

But my body can't get used to it, and I feel like I'm going to die...... There is nothing to eat here, nothing to drink...... I'm weak......

There was a strange voice coming out, it seemed that he was talking to me, yes he was talking to me!

He said, he is the real me, I am his cousin, and he wants to get his body back!

No, it's absolutely impossible!

I'm the real Arthur, he's the fake Arthur.

But no one can hear me, no one can hear me, it's too dark here...... Gradually, I really seemed to become his isotope, I could see him, but others couldn't see me.

Am I dead?

According to common sense, I should be dead, but I am clearly alive and well.

It's weird, it's something I can't understand.

……

Well, sir, all of the above is false, and I made it all up.

I just wanted to write a piece of work, and I wanted to prove that I was a great artist and that I wasn't a clown.

Happy, I'm sure this book will be a big hit!

I stretched hard and walked out of the house happy.

Hey, how can there be people under the street lamp at the door?

"He" looked exactly like me, and "he" gave me a very crazy smile, "Arthur, come on...... Come to me......"

It turns out that it was all true......"