Anna still attached great importance to the invitation from the Net Assessment Office of the Ministry of Defense, stretched out her hands, stood on tiptoe, and accepted the invitation.

Stark's face is so gray... He felt that the world was full of malice towards him.

……………………

Washington, D.C., where Anna stays at the Hilton Hotel, right next to the U.S. Capitol Hill.

Put on anti-myopia glasses and open the document: "The maximum speed of the power armor exceeds Mach 3, and the armor is conventionally equipped with weapons for the sixth-generation shock wave nuclear weapon, and the sub-master guided missile ,......"

Colonel Roddy's report was quite detailed, covering all the weapons of the Power Armor.

"The most critical life-sustaining system was not mentioned, the air circulation system, the underwater sealed rescue system...... I didn't mention any of this, I don't know if you ignored it, or... ”

"Just like an ambulance called 'doodoo', Stark's ambulance must be different, otherwise how to highlight his handsomeness."

Anna knocked on the report and said, Anna felt that Colonel Roddy was definitely ignoring, this two or five boys.

Obviously he can evaluate the power armor as a "rescue expert", and he leans towards firepower.

Colonel Roddy was helpless: "I made ten similar reports, and all ten of them were called back from above. ”

"The army is quite hungry for Tony's armor, and this time, Tony has no peeling of his skin, and it is difficult to get out of Capitol Hill."

Anna scoffed, she felt that as long as Stark was serious, the US military could only eat in front of him.

Through the live broadcast screen of the large 47-inch color TV, Anna saw Stark sitting in his seat, like a court defendant.

This time, Anna can't help Stark, she's just here to get a familiar face and see the military forces.

Shortly after Colonel Roddy left, there was a knock on the door.

"Who..."

Anna frowned, she was sorting out the papers, and the knock on the door came so suddenly that the materials were thrown under the table.

The door of the executive room opened, and a gentleman entered, a man with a young face and white hair on his temples.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Reed Richards."

"Uh-huh... Alumnus, I know you, Dr. Richards. ”

This was the second time Anna and Dr. Richards had met, the last time at the Science Foresight Conference '07, where Dr. Richards, as the youngest and best scholar, sat next to Professor Serveg.

Dr. Richards is a well-known scholar who was also met by Anna during a visit to Morning Heights, and was painted and hung on the wall of the Butler Library as the youngest honorary alumnus of Columbia.

At the age of 36, he can achieve such an honor, and he is the only one.

"What's the matter, Dr. Richards?" Anna was busy picking up papers, and got under the table, lying on the floor, and one of the papers floated into the legs of the table, and Anna had to work very hard to pull it out.

"Ahem," Dr. Richards faked a cough, feeling a little uncomfortable looking at his expression.

"Hello, little lady Hansen, I have a picture here."

Dr. Richard pulled out his wallet, took a photograph from the wallet compartment, and handed it out with both hands.

Anna thought it was strange that she didn't think the photos were pretty.

is Dr. Richard's cautious appearance, plus he is an alumnus, Anna is not good at saving his face.

I took it, and it was a picture of a woman.

The woman in the photo is actually not very old, just a young man with a white head and pale hair, standing in front of the camera, her right hand on her neck, and her left hand between her crotch, which seems to be a little restrained.

Looking closely, the eyebrows and eyes reveal a faint vicissitudes of life, and she looks like a woman with a story, which is quite flavorful.

The background of this photo is really bleak, with the endless desert in the distance, and a few small black dots can occasionally be seen in the yellow sand.

The surface of the photo is creased and wrinkled, and the pixels are not high, so you can't see what the small black dots are.

"It's an art photo, it's quite feeling."

Anna said, flipping through the photo and seeing the back of the photo, she was stunned.

Susan Stone Richards.

Seeing the signature, Anna finally recognized the identity of the woman in the photo - the invisible woman.

The spouse of the original Mr. Fantastic, just, in this world... Anna didn't find out.

"Mr. Richards, what's the point of you looking for me?"

"Anna, I know you've seen that woman, named Lorna."

Dr. Richards said, clutching his forehead, seemingly uncomfortable.

Anna was not surprised, with Mr. Richards' connections, he must have communicated with S.H.I.E.L.D., F.B.I., the CIA, etc., and with his intelligence, it would not be difficult to find out Lorna's files.

It's just that knowing the real name of Polaris is debatable.

In S.H.I.E.L.D., Lorna's code name is indeed Polaris, but it's because Lorna first appears, in the North Pole.

The code name given by the director of the boiled egg bureau himself.

Now S.H.I.E.L.D. is still on the hunt, and I heard that Polaris has gone to Canada.

In that vast and sparsely populated place, finding an Omega mutant is too hard to find.

"How did she communicate with you?"

"Lorna told me that the woman in the picture is my wife, and that I will see her when I go back."

"Hell, I actually believed it!"

"I believe that a woman I have never met is my wife, I must be crazy!"

Dr. Richards clutched his forehead and shook his head vigorously, looking pained.

In the past few months, Dr. Richards has been torn between reason and emotion, and he feels that his whole person is almost schizophrenic.

Hammering his head, Dr. Richards shouted, "I looked up Susan Stone's name, and according to the information given by Lorna, she was long dead, crushed to death by a speeding truck at the age of six, and her tombstone towered over Trinity Park in Brooklyn." ”

"But the picture Lorna gave me, Susan is still alive, waiting for me to pass."

Anna took out the bottle from her satchel and took a sip of milk, she felt nothing about Dr. Richards' pain, that is, the senior brother was crying on the side, and Anna couldn't kick him out.

It seems that in some parallel world, there is a big boss who has been targeting mutants.

Thanos, Star Swallowing, or OAA, or maybe Kang the Conqueror, is estimated to be on the technology side.

But she's not a mutant, so it's none of her business.

Anna felt that the bottle had been put for a long time, and the milk powder had precipitated, so she held the bottle with two little fat hands, shook it up and down, swayed it left and right, and then sucked it after shaking, which was cool and crooked.

Feeling that Mr. Richards was crying a little loudly, Anna reached out her right hand and touched his head.

"Don't cry, don't cry, aren't you just a woman, besides, Senior Richards, that crazy woman said that you believed it... Did she say what she was doing here? ”

Anna just asked casually, not expecting Lorna to have a heart-to-heart with Reed Richards.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Richards really said it, raised his head, and said with a serious face: "She came to find a woman called 'peerless'." ”

Peerless?!

Ahaha... is a good secondary two name, she doesn't remember that there is a "peerless" appearance in Marvel.

Wait a minute... The little short leg suddenly lowered his eyebrows, turned around and took out a small notebook from the satchel, and the little fat hand flipped through it... Finally, turn to the title page of the small notebook.

Instantly made a bitter face.