Stark Tower.
Hill spread the documents out on the table. "They took the Twins with them. That's not good news for us."
"When the Twins were little, their parents died in an explosion caused by a Stark bomb, so they came to hate Tony."
Lin Ze read the words on the page while stealing glances at Tony's expression.
Tony looked unruffled. He flipped through the documents in his hands and murmured, "There's no paying off all the sins of my past. That's why I insisted on changing the direction of Stark Industries in the first place. A pacifist who built killing machines. Heh, how ironic."
"So, do you think you'll be forgiven, Tony?"
Steve's words brought his hands to a halt. "I know what you're thinking, but this isn't the same as that man's situation. And you don't need to use this to test me, Old Popsicle. Now, do me a favor and think about how we're going to find Ultron."
"All right, my mistake."
Lin Ze knew the Twins' experiences had reminded Steve of the Winter Soldier, but those were separate matters and couldn't be lumped together.
"Aether, do you have any ideas?"
Hearing Natasha call him, Lin Ze snapped out of his thoughts. "A few. Look at what Ultron and the others have been doing over the past few days. The Robot Laboratory, the Arsenal, and the Jet Propulsion Laboratory. All the places they've attacked have something very specific in common."
"He's building weapons?"
Banner interjected.
"Yes, but I'm worried he might build something else-something big-with the Wanderer's help."
Lin Ze pursed his lips. With such a great chance to "play," there was no way their pal Bouncy Bouncy Hat wouldn't stir up some trouble.
"Something big?"
Thor asked, "What's that?"
"Back in our world, A Scaramouche once