Ivan and Chen Hao moved from the corridor to the computer room, and the waiter brought Western food.

The two of them sipped red wine while cutting steaks. From time to time, I look at the data twice, which is very pleasant.

This star-rated hotel belongs to Stark Industries, and the deputy general manager looked a little embarrassed after learning that the hotel's firewall was easily breached.

Because of Chen Hao's identity, he didn't say anything, but privately complained to the headquarters about the Cyber Security Department.

These engineers, who get high salaries and high salaries, make firewalls that are like paper paste.

"Here we are."

Ivan picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, staring at the screen.

Chen Hao saw a remittance record appear on the screen, which was worth one million US dollars.

This mysterious organization is really willing to pay the cost in order to target the members of the Avengers.

"This is an account with a Swiss bank, and there have been six recent flows." Ivan pointed to the corner of the screen: "They used a Trojan to bind some broiler users as proxies, and at the same time hide the IP address. ”

"Can you find out the exact location?" Chen Hao is concerned about this point.

The clue of the courier company has been completely broken, and he can only hope that Ivan will gain something.

"No problem." Ivan nodded: "This method of superimposing broiler chickens on behalf of agents is all left over from playing a few years ago." ”

Chen Hao really couldn't hold back, and laughed directly.

Still play the rest, what a show.

Ivan tapped on the keyboard, and the code on the screen flashed like flowing water.

Five minutes later, he stopped what he was doing and successfully obtained the source IP address.

Through the 3D network map, the specific location of the source IP is revealed.

Chen Hao stared at the screen, his smile stiffened.

The address of this mysterious organization is a weapons processing workshop in Queens, New York, where Stark Industries operates.

Due to the closure of the Department of Weapons Development, this workshop has been idle for a long time.

Inner ghost?

Chen Hao finished eating the steak in a few bites, wiped his mouth and got up: "Ivan, I'll go and have a look, keep in touch." ”

"Okay."

Stan, the former chairman of Stark Industries, has been killed by Stark.

Who has a grudge against the Avengers and even wants to kill Stark at any cost?

Who could it be?

Chen Hao had no answer.

Only by going there in person can we find this answer.

Stopping a taxi, Chen Hao left the hotel and took a taxi to Queens.

……

Queens, weapons workshop, basement.

"Boss, someone has just accessed the node of the source IP, and we are likely to be exposed here." Sitting in front of the computer, the instant noodle head raised his voice and shouted.

"Oh?" A huge figure walked out of the room, holding a cane, and said jokingly: "How did you promise to come in the first place?" ”

"It's different, boss." Instant noodles smiled awkwardly, trying their best to excuse themselves: "This time it was an accident, really, the other party has a master." As long as I'm ready, it's definitely going to be like this next time. ”

"There's no next time." The man's voice was very flat, and the tall shadow covered the instant noodle head: "I don't need a loser." ”

"Don't, boss, give me another chance, I'll ......"

Before he finished speaking, the instant noodle head hacker was strangled by the man with one hand.

It can be seen that the man's strength is quite large, and he actually strangled the instant noodle head hacker in the air with one hand.

The man was on a cane in his left hand, ignoring the hacker's struggles, and his right hand increased the force.

This kind of person who often sits in front of the computer, with small arms and legs, struggles meaninglessly.

After a few flutters, the instant noodles head and face were purple, and there was no movement.

Taking two steps forward, the man grabbed him by the neck and twisted it.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the head of the instant noodle head spun one hundred and eighty degrees, and his entire body fell to the ground without strength.

Carrying a bucket of gasoline from his room and pouring it on his computer, the man made his way to the entrance to the basement.

The dim light illuminated his whole picture at this time.

Bald head, suit and leather shoes, two meters tall big guy. The bulging muscles under the clothes are full of an explosion of power.

Lighting a cigarette, the bald head flicked the cigarette butt towards the computer, and turned away with a cane.

……

When Chen Hao arrived at the processing workshop, billowing black smoke poured out of the basement.

Is it noticed?

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows, did not hesitate, raised his hand to release the ice water mixture to quickly extinguish the fire, and saw if he could rescue any clues.

After the fire was extinguished, he took a closer look around.

The southeast corner of the basement has been reduced to a piece of coke.

Huge piles of computer machinery were scorched and melted into a black, sticky substance by the heat, and not a single intact electronic component was visible.

The walls were also scorched, and there were no other combustibles, and the fire did not spread to the next room.

In addition to the plastic-like smell of glue in the air, there is also a smell of meat.

Chen Hao glanced at the corpse whose face was burned on the ground, covered his nose, and violently broke down the security door in front of him.

The room has a TV, two beds, and a large wardrobe.

In addition, there are some daily necessities and a basket of household garbage.

Chen Hao even opened the bed to look at it, but still couldn't find any useful clues.

Exiting the room, Chen Hao took a look at Frank at the entrance of the basement.

Staring at Frank, the Punisher standing in the middle of the stairs, Chen Hao's eyes narrowed: "You follow me?" ”

Frank didn't respond, and walked down the steps to crouch down beside the charred corpse.

Chen Hao didn't move, and stood aside waiting for him to check.

As a former U.S. Marine, Frank is more professional than him in this area.

After a few moments, Frank touched the bulging neck of the bubble noodle head and turned the whole body over.

The back of the head of the instant noodle head was scorched by the flames, but the front face was barely recognizable because it was close to the ground and the burn was reduced.

Gee.

No matter how cunning the fox is, there are times when it is a hundred secrets.

Seeing Chen Hao take out his mobile phone to take pictures, Frank turned his head: "No need to shoot, I know him." ”

"Who?"

"Marshall Joyce, an up-and-coming hacker, repeatedly broke into bank security and assisted in a Brooklyn gang robbery. I wiped out all that gang, and he was the only one who ran away. Frank seems to remember it well: "He disappeared a year ago, and some people say he joined Fisker and didn't expect to be here." ”

"Fisk?" Chen Hao was a little familiar with this name, and asked, "The Fisker company that Stark acquired?" ”

"That's right." Frank stood up: "It was a pretty bad decision to buy this company. ”

"What do you mean?" Chen Hao was puzzled, and felt that he had found something terrible.

"They're a bunch of moths." When it comes to Fisk, Frank's tone is very disdainful: "Dressed in the skin of Stark Industries, but doing illegal business." If I'm not mistaken, the Jellico missile that hit Brooklyn yesterday was the one I stole from. ”

Seeing Chen Hao looking at him, Frank walked towards the entrance of the basement, and said as he walked: "Iceman, that Jericho missile was obtained by me in their arms deal with the gang a year ago. (See Volume II, End of Volume)

Connecting the clues he learned, Chen Hao's thinking gradually became clearer, and he had a bold idea.

If Fisk is this mysterious organization, then the only one they really want to kill is Stark?

As for attacking other Avengers members, just under the guise of hiding their real goals? ”

The more Chen Hao thought about it, the more frightened he became, and when he looked up, there was no trace of Frank.

Just then, his phone rang......