Another benefit of setting up the Heavenly Sword Bureau is that Michael's private AI, Shirley, has full access to all facilities connected to the Hydra network. She has more resources than ever before, and there are servers in most corners of the world that can be directly connected to her, like an extension of herself spread all over the world.

This means that as long as she wants, the secrets of the world cannot be hidden in front of her.

Well, it might be an exaggeration, she knows a lot, but not to the point of being omniscient. But in the case of this incident, this is already a fairly convenient way to obtain information.

Michael typed keywords such as "Peter Parker", "Spider-Man", and "Clone" into Shirley, and asked her to use the largest resources possible to hack into the networks of major government agencies, intelligence agencies, and some suspected civilian agencies in the country, and search for any projects or projects related to these keywords at full speed.

If there really is any organization or institution that has mastered the technology of mass-producing super soldiers of Spider-Man's level, then the nature of the incident has risen to a high-risk level of superpower gene leakage accidents, and the severity of accidents such as accidents that produce one or two rampage superpowers in the accidental experimental accident is not at the same level at all.

That's why Michael decided that he needed to take care of it himself.

Shirley temporarily stopped all the tasks at hand, and devoted all her resources to attacking the firewalls and keyword retrieval of the major military defense levels. Countless data and characters were turned into thousands of knives and guns under her command, and through the carriers of electromagnetic waves and optical fibers, they launched an offensive against the firewalls of those top-secret institutions.

In just one hour, a series of thrilling silent wars took place in the digital world in the United States, the intranets of more than ten top gene-related large companies were silently infiltrated, the firewalls of the Department of Defense, the CIA and the Pentagon were breached, and the execution program searched for the keywords "Peter Parker", "Spider-Man" and "clone" in the vast sea of networks.

Finally, the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) database was the first to spit out the relevant items. The name of the project, "Spider Warrior", is the highest level of secrecy in the CIA's Science and Technology Division, and even Congress has no right to intervene.

Access to this information would have to go deeper into the core of the CIA's system, which is not impossible for Shirley, but it also risks being detected. And considering that the Heavenly Sword Bureau has just started and is still a non-existent organization to the world, Michael does not want to attract unnecessary attention for the time being.

Before being detected and carrying out the anti-tracking tactics, Shirley estimated that they would have about five minutes to rummage through the CIA's secret basket.

The general framework of the plan is not much different from Michael's guess, roughly that there are people within the government who want an army of super soldiers under their command, they may have obtained some opportunity, maybe they don't know how to get the Spider-Man gene, so the "Spider Warrior" project came into being.

Before activating the CIA's internal network to self-contingency mechanisms, Shirley managed to find a key name - Dr. Ben McCarthy, the lead engineer in charge of the cloning team.

That's why Michael put on a grim black armor and barricaded Dr. Ben McCarthy in the underground parking garage.

The Dr. McCarthy looked to be over sixty years old, with gray hair and ridiculous tan glasses. Michael showed up with the keys to open the car door, and the moment he caught a glimpse of the pitch-black suit, he screamed in horror and sat down.

"Calm down, Doctor." Michael stood in front of him, watching the doctor kick his legs in disarray toward the base of a column.

"I'm not here to hurt you, I just want to ask a few questions." Michael approached slowly, the sound of steel footsteps echoing crisply underground, "Of course, if you cooperate." ”

The doctor struggled to calm down, trying to stop his heartbeat from rising so that he wouldn't faint before the other could do anything.

"What do you want?"

"Information about a program." Michael looked down at him, and the polygraph module popped up in the display interface in front of him, "A top-secret program that the CIA recruited you to join, the project is called 'Spider Warrior'." What comes to mind? ”

Dr. McCarthy's face turned pale, but his head shook like a rattle: "No, I haven't heard of it at all. ”

The poor doctor was clearly not an expert at lying, and his lying triggered a large fluctuation in the values of at least three sensors in the suit's polygraph module, and the word "lie" popped up on the monitor.

"I'm sorry you didn't want to cooperate, but I can't say how surprised I was. With such a high-level level of secrecy, they will of course ask you to sign the relevant agreement...... But you have to know, Doctor, that I'm a very persuasive person. ”

"Please, I don't know what you're talking about." Dr. McCarthy pleaded in a low voice, "Please don't hurt me. ”

"You misunderstood, doctor. I don't mean to use any violent means, in fact I am personally opposed to such a brutal and unskilled way of obtaining information. ”

Michael said lightly, and at the same time, the intelligence information in the display interface in front of him flashed rapidly. In just a few seconds, Shirley helped him dig up all the information about Ben McCarthy, from birth certificates and social security numbers to bank accounts and personal property, and all the secrets of McCarthy's life were laid out in front of him like an open book.

"Let me see, you have a sick wife in bed...... What is acquired progressive intellectual disability syndrome? And then you have two daughters, one studying for a master's degree overseas and the other ...... High school? It looks like they're going to have a lot of overhead.

Of course, that's not a problem for you, right? Because you have $30 million in the BVI, but it may be very unfortunate for you that you have ...... in that account."

Michael paused, and the data scrolled through the headset's built-in display, hacking into Dr. McCarthy's bank account as easily as it stabbed through a paper window. The figure of $30 million plummeted like a freefall, and in a matter of moments it was reduced to zero.

“...... Well, now there's nothing left. Michael zoomed out the account screen to the top left corner of the screen and returned his gaze to Dr. McCarthy. The poor doctor bit his lip and shrunk back to the pillar with a pale face, angry, frightened, but powerless.

"If you still don't feel like talking, that's fine." Michael typed in new instructions, and multiple interfaces about Dr. McCarthy's personal property information jumped into the monitor in a row, "If you change your mind, it's still too late." Otherwise, we can also talk a little bit more about your few beautiful villas in California, Texas, and Kansas and see if you change your mind. ”

Dr. McCarthy said in a shriveled voice, "Please, you don't understand...... If I leak even a word, they'll kill me. I can't ......."

"In fact, they won't know. There are a total of 10 surveillance cameras in this underground garage, and all 10 cameras have been looping the same time last night since I walked in. In addition, the electromagnetic shield emitted by my armor covers the entire garage, which also means that whether you have a tracker or a bug on your body is now ineffective. ”

Michael crouched down and faced Dr. McCarthy, close enough that he could see his bloodless face through the reflective part of his helmet.

"So Doctor," he said, "if you want to confess, now is the best chance. ”

Dr. McCarthy looked cloudy for a moment, shaking his dry, cracked lips vigorously.

"Okay." He gritted his teeth, and finally compromised, "Hell, whatever, I already have an opinion about them anyway." I've suggested that we should stop experimenting, that they're doing something that is both unethical and illegal...... But they didn't listen, and told me to take care of my work, or they would show me the color. ”

"Doctor." Michael interrupted him and held out his palm. Pale blue light emanated from his palm, projecting a factual image of the clone in the New Jersey branch of the Heavenly Sword. "This is a clone born out of your project," he said slowly, "and last night he fled into New York City, indiscriminately attacking pedestrians and destroying public property. Now I want you to tell me, where did this clone escape? Who started this project? ”

Dr. McCarthy stared at the image in his palm, his eyes flickering several times.

"I don't know who the starter is, I just know that there is a master. He is very knowledgeable about Spider-Man and the 'Oz' serum that causes the mutation, but he has never been to the lab himself, only ordering it remotely. He paused, "As for the clone, it was an accident. There was a riot in the lab we were in charge of last night. Our cloned spider warrior...... One of them has been specially tuned by us to amplify his abilities, but at the same time has become unexpectedly irritable and out of control. He broke free, broke his cage, and released two other clones along the way......"

"Wait, did you just say, 'That lab you're in charge of?'" Michael noticed his diction, "Meaning, you have more than one cloning lab?" ”

"yes, our lab has been temporarily shut down now because of last night's accident." "But there's another lab, but there's the master controller himself. He wouldn't allow any of us to ask him about the progress of his research over there, because he said that the experiments there involved his personal affairs. ”

"That lab," Michael said coldly, "tell me where it is." ”