After reaching a temporary agreement with Tony Stark, Stanley left Stark Industries, and then met with Veria, choosing the same house as last time, but also told Veria about his cooperation with Tony Stark, and asked the other party to introduce him to a lawyer.

"Really? Did you work with Tony Stark? Vilia looked at her younger brother in amazement, this junior had brought him much more surprise than ordinary people.

"Well, I tinkered with it when I was in school, and I just happened to be picked up by Tony Stark." Stanley said unconcernedly.

"How did you get in touch with him?" Veria asked curiously, after all, it was one thing to be able to invent something, and quite another to be able to get Tony Stark's attention.

"Pepperpots, Tony Stark's assistant, she's the right senior from our school, and I met through Professor Stein." Stanley smiled, and it was more fortunate to say it, otherwise Aldridge Killian, who was blowing the wind on the roof, would be Stanley's today.

"Okay, then congratulations." Viglia said with a smile.

"Thank you, by the way, the lawyer's matter, I'll trouble you again." Stanley said to Vilia.

"OK, but I think that since you are ready to set up a company, you need a private lawyer to help you solve some things, and you are not old enough to register a company, and you need your guardian to come forward." Vilia suggested that Stanley would be better off hiring a lawyer as his personal counsel.

"My guardian has returned, there is no problem here, just waiting for your news" Stanley nodded slightly.

"That's good, my mother is very suitable if she can, but she is responsible for more people, I will talk to my mother when I go back and ask him to introduce a good lawyer." Vilia was obviously more concerned about Stanley's affairs, and looked very serious.

"Thanks, do you want to go see Kane for dinner?" Stanley smiled, thankful that needless to say, his relationship with Vilia had passed that stage.

"Forget it tonight, I'm going home to eat with Kane, and next time we can get together for a while." Vilia shook her head and politely declined Stanley's invitation.

Stanley shrugged when he heard this, it seems that he needs to eat dinner alone, fortunately, there are arrangements for the evening, otherwise he would be too pitiful.

----------------------- police station is handling the case------------

In an office in the Manhattan subdivision of the New York City Police Department, Damon and three or four people sat together and looked at the information, but yesterday and this morning they inquired about some information or provided by others, and based on this information, it was actually a needle in a haystack to find a criminal who had not yet been bombed.

"Chuck, have you made any new discoveries?" A tall, middle-aged policeman with curly brown hair said to the black policeman on the other side.

The black man known as Chuck shook his head in surprise, touched his sparse beard, and said sullenly, "Damon, are you sure your informant is not wrong?" Or did he suck some hi high? ”

"Chuck, there's still one day, let's keep checking!" The short-haired policewoman on the other side glanced at Chuck and said angrily.

"I just don't want to do useless work." Chuck muttered, apparently irritated by the fact that he couldn't find a clue.

"Alright, man, I'm sure my informant isn't that kind of addict, and just in case we have to investigate, if nothing happens, I'll treat you all to a meal, kind of apologies, but I'm afraid of that!" Damon clapped his hands and said.

"Isn't there any other clue? Like that accent, British? Russians or Japanese, etc.? The curly-haired man asked.

"No, he just overheard the other party's conversation, the kind that went by a flash." Damon frowned and said, "I also know that this statement is ridiculous, but I know the person's character, and he won't lie to me, especially in this kind of thing." ”

"Well, in that case, let's go ahead, there's only one day left." The short-haired woman shrugged her shoulders.

"Have you checked your recent entry and exit records or some information on smuggling?" The curly-haired man said.

"I've checked, but I haven't found anyone suspicious for the time being." Chuck said, looking at the information in his hand.

"Well, in that case, we can only continue to look at other information." The curly-haired man shook his head, sighed, and continued to stare at the computer in front of him.

Damon looked at the few people who were working and sighed, the matter began to change into a clue without a head or end, and still did not find any useful people, did not find any suspicious people constantly wandering the M-7B subway route, nor did he find any organization or individual who bought gunpowder on the black market, in short, there was no progress for the time being.

"Hopefully we can find clues to organize this disaster before tomorrow." Damon looked at the scenery outside and sighed.

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Besides, Stanley, after saying goodbye to Vilia, came to the restaurant alone, ordered the food and called Mia, although he had handed over the explosion to the police and S.H.I.E.L.D., he was still a little worried.

"Hey, Mia, did I tell you about that earlier, do you have any clues?" Stanley was in the cafeteria, so he could only ask questions in a vague way.

"Someone has been sent to investigate, rest assured, there should be a result before noon tomorrow." Mia said with a smile.

"Okay, I just wanted to ask, I also told the police before, but unfortunately the police didn't find any clues." Stanley shrugged, he had received a call from Damon before, knowing that things weren't going well on the police side.

"It can only be said that the police are investigating in the wrong direction." Mia said lightly.

"Okay, in that case, I won't continue to pay attention, and I'll leave this matter to you, good night!" Stanley hung up the phone.

Hearing that the matter was handled by S.H.I.E.L.D., Stanley was in a good mood and quickly finished eating, opened a room in a nearby hotel to solve personal hygiene, no matter what, he was also out in a circle today, since he was going on a date with a beautiful woman, he had to do a good job of personal hygiene.

At the appointed time, Stanley came to the address given by Suzanne and knocked on the door, in fact, this kind of date was the first time for him, he didn't know what to say after he went in, how to start, but soon he knew. Because as soon as the door opened, Susanna, who was dressed in cool clothes, hugged Stanley directly, and now a man knows what to do, to be so reserved and language!