Notice: The clock is about to ring at midnight, and when the crowd welcomes the Holy Lord, I will descend into the Upside-Down World and take the armor of the Yellow Demon with me.

—Kidd the Thief.

……

"Kidd the Thief?"

Looking at the conspicuous notice in the newspaper, Dr. Hank Pym couldn't help but frown himself.

On the other side, the doctor's daughter Hope also received a call from Darren Krauss at the same time, and briefly exchanged views between the two in front of them.

"It looks like everything in the newspapers is true."

Hanging up the call with Darren Krauss, Hope frowned and looked at the teaser printed in the newspaper, conveying the bad news to his father, Dr. Hank Pym: "Darren Krauss found the teaser on the table when he came to the office in the morning, and he mobilized all the surveillance in the company and didn't find out how the other party put this thing on the table, although Darren Krauss was uneasy about the thief's teaser letter, but at the same time thought it was a good publicity opportunity, So he told him that the New York City Police Department had taken over the security of the Wasp suit and, according to Darren Krauss, would hold a press conference on the day the thieves stole to show the media that his research had succeeded. ”

After telling the two people in front of him all the information he currently had, Hope said with a solemn expression: "Now, the situation is more complicated than we expected, and ......"

As he spoke, Hope's gaze stayed on Scott Lang on the side for a moment, and then turned to his father, Dr. Hank Pym, and said: "He wasn't prepared at all, the original plan was dangerous enough, and now there is a strange thief Kidd coming out to disrupt the situation, and the current situation is not at all something that a person who is not even familiar with the suit can do it, if you put ......"

"There are no ifs!"

A frown interrupted Hope's next words, and Dr. Hank Pym took a deep breath, still as stubborn as a stone, "Everything continues to go according to plan, and Scott is at the heart of everything we do. ”

"You've never listened to me, never!"

Dr. Hank Pym's almost cold attitude clearly irritated Hope, and she took a deep look at the two people in the room, and turned to leave the room with a sad expression.

Bang!

All that was left was the loud sound of the door closing.

"Are you sure you're not going to chase her?"

Sandwiched between father and daughter, Scott Lang glanced in the direction Hope had left and then at Dr. Hank Pym, who was silent, and couldn't help but persuade.

"If you chase it out now, it should be too late."

"It's not your business."

In the face of Scott Lang's persuasion, Dr. Hank Pym retracted the expression on his face, changed back to his original expressionless appearance, looked at him and said: "I originally thought that my previous training for you was enough, but the appearance of the monster thief Kidd was obviously a little beyond my expectations, in order to make all the plans go smoothly, I think you should be allowed to train more brutally, prepare Scott Long, if you are not careful in the next training, you may die." ”

"Gollum—"

Hearing Dr. Hank Pym's reminder, Scott Lang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, glanced down at the notice letter in the newspaper, and tried to change the subject.

"Isn't it strange what the Kidd thief left behind is telling you what the hell is going on?"

"The clock at midnight is about to ring at 23:30 to represent the time, and when the people greet the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord represents Jesus Christ, and his birthday is even December 25th, the fantasy upside-down world, upside down refers to the reversal of size, and also refers to the Pym Technology Company that is conducting the 'Pym particle' experiment, which is the place where the notice was sent, and finally the armor of the yellow demon is naturally the wasp warrior created by Darren Krauss."

In the face of Scott Lang's question, Dr. Hank Pym almost without thinking about the meaning of the notice letter.

"Are there any other strange things about you now?"

After analyzing everything, Dr. Hank Pym looked at Scott Lang with a confused expression in front of him and asked again.

"Not anymore."

Faced with Dr. Hank Pym's question, Scott Lang subconsciously muttered a reply.

"Very good, then let's change into the suit, we need to re-enact the following previous plan, this time you need to be careful not only with Darren Krauss but also with the company's internal protection system, and at the same time there is the peep of the monster thief Kidd, we must get the suit before the monster thief can get it."

"So, this time I'm going to face Kidd the Monster Thief?"

Hearing Dr. Hank Pym's reminder, Scott Lang took a deep breath, and the expression on his face suddenly burst into a bit of momentum that he didn't have before.

"You seem to be very excited."

Noticing the change in the expression on Scott Lang's face, Dr. Hank Pym asked a little strangely.

"Of course, this is the strange thief Kidd, the legendary thief who has dominated the entire New York City to turn the police around but is still at large, I have heard of his deeds for a long time, he is a legendary figure in prison, and there is even a legend that the strange thief Kidd once confronted the Avengers, and even the Avengers could not catch the traces of the strange thieves."

As a thief forced by life, Scott Lang clearly has a different impression of the legendary thief Kidd.

Especially as a colleague, the strange thief is still active in New York City, provoking the police through the notice letter but can get away afterwards, while he himself went to prison because of a mistake, and now in order to be able to get rid of his previous convictions, he has to return to his old job as Ant-Man to steal the suit of the Wasp Warrior under the semi-threat of Dr. Hank Pym.

"I don't care what you think about this so-called monster thief Kidd, in short, you have to be mentally prepared, Scott Lang, this time the plan will not be as simple as originally thought, if you fail, don't expect me to save you, in fact, after you enter Pym Technology, everything next can only depend on you and those ants controlled by you."

“……”

Hearing Dr. Hank Pym's solemn reminder, Scott Lang's emotions suddenly changed from the excitement of the original thief Kidd to silence.

He was silent for a moment before nodding his head and replying in a firm tone.

"Well, I know what to do."

……

The North Atlantic, one of the world's four oceans, is also one of the world's most important fishing grounds.

The Atlantic Ocean once ranked first among all oceans in the world, although it was lower than the Pacific Ocean after the sixties of the twentieth century, and retreated to second place. However, the catch per unit area still ranks first in the world.

As a result, tens of thousands of distant-water fishing boats brave the waves every year to fish in this natural fishing ground.

The Quebec distant-water fishing vessel is one of the many distant-water fishing vessels.

"How's it going?"

On the fishing boat, a bearded white sailor asked with a frown, glancing at the extent of the damage to the nets.

"Something bad!"

With a hard cry coming out of his mouth, the last net was pulled to the ship, and the sailor glanced at the few gains, and even his mood became a little lower.

Sailors on overseas fishing vessels are a physically and mentally torturous job, especially when ocean-going vessels often have to float on the sea for months before they can return, and during this period of adrift, their income is closely related to the success of fishing at sea, if the results of fishing are not optimistic, it means that the income of sailors has plummeted.

"Damn, have we fallen into some kind of curse during this time, we haven't caught any valuable seafood in six or seven nets in a row, if it continues like this, even if I go back, I will probably drink and find a way."

"You're okay, I still have a huge amount of alimony to pay, and if I don't have a good harvest on this trip, I'm ready not to return to land."

Obviously, the salvage of the Quebec Ocean was not satisfactory.

In fact, in recent years, due to overfishing, Canada's fishery resources have been depleted, too many fishing boats catch too few fish, and too many monks have become the status quo of Canada's offshore industry. Especially around them, there is also a big man who is quite unreasonable, the United States.

The United States is not only eating Canada to death on land, but also in the distant-water fishing industry of the North Atlantic.

On the other hand, the Canadian government is particularly short-sighted in its approach to the fishing industry, which has resulted in its fisheries concentrating on a small number of species, making the already fragile fisheries even more vulnerable due to the homogeneity of their products.

Of course, the structural problems of the Canadian fishing industry as a whole are not the concern of their group of begging sailors on the Quebec Ocean Coast.

All they are concerned about is whether they will be able to make enough money from this overseas job, and obviously, the results are not optimistic as things stand.

"Alright, don't say any more."

Frowning, an older sailor spoke to stop the grumbling.

He glanced at the few catches in the nets: "If you have time to complain, you might as well fix the nets, and if you still have time, you can try to fish around, you are not a novice who has just boarded the boat, if this harvest is not satisfactory, it will be a loss for everyone." ”

The old sailor's words obviously played a role, and although the sailors still whispered about the bad luck of this trip, the movements of their hands were significantly faster.

A few hours later, after the fishing nets were not repaired, they worked together to put the previously dried fishing nets into the sea area they had chosen, and then they began to talk about whether they were paired or not.

"If we have Captain America, why can't we have a Canadian captain?"

"Maybe it exists, but we don't know it."

In the empty and boundless sea, scenery is the least valuable thing, especially as sailors of distant-water fishing vessels, they have become accustomed to seeing this kind of cookie-cutter sea scenery, so soon the topic of sailors changed from the usual women to the topic of superheroes.

"Maybe our government is also secretly experimenting."

"Forget it, I don't believe they have the courage to do this, it's better to trust the Avengers than to trust our government, anyway, if there is any threat, I think the sissy prime minister will run to the White House to pray for the Avengers."

Because of geographical relations, even if Canada is unwilling, it still has to rely on the strength of the United States.

Such a situation has caused a lot of anti-American sentiment among the Canadian people.

Especially in an inherently competitive industry like fishing, the Canadian people have no choice despite their dissatisfaction with their weak prime minister.

As I said before, although Canada is a country on the surface, it always acts in the eyes of the United States.

Even if it occasionally shows signs of resistance, it will quickly soften.

From superhero topics to discussions about the Canadian government, the sailors' emotions became increasingly agitated.

However, they were not aware of the eerie silence of the surrounding sea.

Until—

Squeak!

In a loud and piercing pulling sound, the Quebec Ocean seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and the fishing boats that were originally sailing and fishing stopped their sailing routes.

Under the effect of great inertia, the sailors on the deck who were caught off guard fell to the surface of the ship.

Fortunately, most of the sailors were rough and thick-skinned, and there were no serious accidents, except for a few unfortunate cases where their heads broke and bleed due to hitting the sharp corners of the ship.

"What's going on, how could the ship suddenly stop?!"

Although the injuries were not serious, most of the sailors still made a noisy noise, after all, it was a surprise just now, and there was no time for them to react.

"Did something happen, or did the ship's power system go wrong?"

Trying to soothe the chaotic sailors, the older sailor made a guess that matched his experience.

"There was no problem with the power system, the captain said everything was fine."

However, the sailors who came out of the cabin denied the speculation of the old sailors.

"What's the reason, could it be that our nets have accidentally hooked on the reef at the bottom of the ocean?"

Faced with such a result. The old sailor's weather-beaten brow furrowed even deeper.

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