"Sir, there is a situation in the Chinese Theater." A female intelligence agent took off her headset, picked up a tablet next to her, and walked over to a bare-headed, eyed man.

"What happened again?" Jasper Sitwell frowned: "Can't those aliens not be so active during this time period?" ”

"An anomalous explosion." The female informant handed the tablet in her hand to Jasper Sitwell.

"This kind of thing should be handed over to the police, unless you're sure it's anomalous." Jasper Sitwell said: "S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't bother with these things, since the battle of Manhattan in New York, there has been trouble everywhere, and we've been busy putting out fires everywhere, this thing is ......"

"There have been several times with this anomalous explosion." Said the female intelligence officer.

"Let me see." Jasper Sitwell took the tablet she handed and looked at it twice, then handed it back: "Tasha, that doesn't mean anything. ”

"But ......"

The female informant known as Tasha apparently wanted to say something, but was cut off by Jasper Sitwell mercilessly. Jasper Sitwell said, "No, it's Tasha, follow the procedure." ”

"Let the police understand the situation first, and only after they can't solve it, or have evidence to prove that the explosion really originated from some supernatural force or supernatural creature, then it will be our turn to send people to investigate and solve it."

"Alright then, do you want to submit it to the Director?" Tasha was helpless when she heard this.

"If you have conclusive evidence that these things are of supernatural power and supernatural beings, then you can submit them. But I don't think if it weren't too important, the director wouldn't be distracted by the explosion by the fact that a few people were killed right now. ”

"Not only the director, but all the agents of the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. have been busy like dogs during this time, don't you know this? Now those restless outliers and the aftermath of the war. There are also a bunch of troubles that have been holding back too much of our energy. ”

"Either the world will ruin Miè in the next moment, or S.H.I.E.L.D. will ruin Miè in the next moment, otherwise Director Fury will not have the energy and time to listen to you who are now at least tens of thousands of similar pieces of information every day. We're overstretched right now, and we don't have many agents to delegate at will. ”

"I see." Tasha nodded. She knew that what Jasper Sitwell said was the truth, and that S.H.I.E.L.D. had indeed been like a machine running at full strength and running at high load from top to bottom during this time. Before the situation stabilized and calmed down, they are now facing a serious shortage of manpower.

Of course, there are elite forces and mobile forces, but those manpower and strength are prepared for emergencies, not for solving such small things. In the current situation, S.H.I.E.L.D. would at best send one or two agents to the police to routinely check on the situation and then submit the results.

Looking at Tasha's departing figure, Jasper Sitwell's eyes flashed with a haze, and he cursed fiercely in his heart.

……

Stark Private Hospital.

Superior wards.

Daylight peeks through the thick, airtight curtains. The room was a little dim.

Tony Stark stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Harpy, his former personal bodyguard, who was tightly bandaged, with a gloomy face. Anyone who dared to provoke him, or those around him, who dared to provoke him, or those around him, was an enemy who would provoke his anger.

Although the importance of Harpy, who has been with Tony for more than ten years, is not as important as Pepper Pepper Pepper Popper Potts's status in his heart, it is only a thin line. There are only a handful of close people who can be recognized and valued by him.

Although doctors and nurses told him that there was no real danger to his life for the time being. But so far, he can't say that he is out of danger, which is completely reassuring. A live bouncing. The Harpy, who can accompany him to boxing in his spare time, is a healthy and good Harpy in Tony's heart.

"We found this in his sleeve."

A nurse handed a palm-sized ziplock bag to an ugly-looking Tony Stark.

Tony Stark reached out and took the transparent ziplock bag and looked at it in his hand, the ziplock bag contained a silver-colored flat triangular piece of metal.

"Thank you." Tony Stark clutched the ziplock bag in his palm and nodded to the nurse who was caring for the hubby.

"Don't turn off the TV for him. Sunday night's regular show, "Downton Abbey," is the genre he likes to watch. He thought it was elegant. Tony Stark stood up and told the nurse before leaving, "Don't forget to ask everyone to bring their badges, he's very sensitive and stubborn about this kind of thing, don't irritate him." ”

"Finally. If he wakes up, be sure to notify me as soon as possible. ”

Tony Stark finished speaking and walked away.

Outside the door of the hospital, a large group of reporters who received the news saw Tony Stark walking out of the hospital, and immediately rushed up, and the microphone in his hand was extended by the arm that was trying to stretch forward, almost poking Tony Stark's face.

In order to grab the position, a female reporter simply kicked out the high heels that were inconvenient for running briskly, held the microphone barefoot, and pounced on Tony Stark with the photographer.

Stark ......

"Mr. Stark, what do you think of this attack ......"

“…… There are sources who say that this is yet another terrorist attack, what do you think about this, Mr. Stark......"

"Mr. Stark......"

“……”

Voices rang out in Tony Stark's ears, and every reporter was asking his own questions at a rapid pace, wanting to get even a little response from Tony Stark. These reporters are well aware of Tony Stark's personality in front of reporters, and he will never be discouraged and go home empty-handed every time.

However, this time, Tony Stark, who was previously high-profile, did not give them the response they wanted, and just silently lowered his head and walked towards the silver-white concept car not far from him.

Just when these reporters thought that they were going to return empty-handed this time and were extremely disappointed, Tony Stark, who walked in front of the car, suddenly paused and turned around. All the reporters who were disappointed in their hearts suddenly became agitated one by one, and the low voice of inquiry suddenly became a few louder tones, and the questions became noisy again.

Stark, who was wearing sunglasses, looked around in silence. After all the reporters had lowered their voices, he spoke: "I do have something to say, and I want to make sense for you to spread these words of mine." ”

"I want to say that whoever orchestrated this attack is, you're in big trouble. I will find you and give you the punishment you deserve. Or you can let me save some effort. Come to me directly, my address is known to many people, but in case you don't know, I can say it again here, I'm at 10880 Malibu Port, I'm looking for you, or you look for me, the choice is yours. ”

With that, Tony Stark turned around and pulled the car door and sat in. Pulling the car door shut, ignoring the crowds of reporters outside the window, he started the sports car engine and rushed out.

He needed to go back, to use Jarvis's library of numbers to restore it on the spot, and to analyze the ordinary-looking silver flat triangular piece of metal in his ziplock bag. He thought there must be something here that would allow him to get some vital information.

……

Before Tony Stark got the news that his former bodyguard Harbion was hospitalized, Jasper Sitwell finally found a gap and hid in a corner to communicate with people using encrypted communications.

"You should keep a low profile! Especially at this juncture. You shouldn't let your work grab attention unchecked. Jasper Sitwell said to the person on the other end of the line with a gloomy face.

“……”

"Don't dodge, you know exactly what I'm talking about!" Something seems to be said on the other side. Jasper Sitwell's already gloomy face suddenly became more angry: "Three explosions in the city in a row!" Even though they're not in the same state, don't you think anyone notices the anomaly? You haven't been exposed so far, and we helped you settle it! ”

“……”

"Insincere thanks can be said later. I don't have time to talk to you about anything else, your storage is not to create human bombing attacks again and again, but to develop mature and stable biological weapons as much as possible! With our support, we try to get as many orders as possible to compress Storm's profit margins. ”

"That's what you should be doing! If you can't. You know what the consequences will be! We have given you so much technical support and talent, and if you can't do what we expect, it will not be difficult for us to change to a more obedient collaborator. ”

“……”

"Conquer the problem, that's your problem! What we give you is our best technology, the most elite scientific researchers. That's why you've been able to create roughly qualified biological and chemical weapons in just a few years......"

“……”

"You say you're looking for a real scientific genius like Stark?" Jasper Sitwell mockingly repeated what the other had just said. And said sternly: "I don't care what you want to do, but the desperate virus must be successful before the second phase of the order." ”

"Otherwise, we don't just have you AIM, we also have Trask!"

“……”

……

Malibu Port 10880.

Tony Stark's villa with sea views.

In the empty workshop, Tony Stark was carefully looking at the virtual model that Jarvis had built to restore the explosion site. He's been spending a day on this.

“…… The sources of intelligence are S.H.I.E.L.D., FBI, CIA ......"

“…… The heat generated by the explosion exceeded 3,000 degrees Celsius, and anything within 12.5 yards vaporized instantly. No bomb fragments were found within a three-mile radius of the Chinese Theater......"

“…… The silver flat triangular metal block is a special alloy with some kind of liquid potion sealed inside, and I did a little bit of a simple test on it, and there is no doubt that it is some kind of biological weapon. If the chemical and biological weapons found on Mr. Harpy's body have anything to do with the explosion, then we just need to find out who made it......"

Jarvis's voice kept ringing through the room.

"Nothing more? There's about the kind of biochemical potion I brought. Tony Stark asked.

"If you're in a hurry, you might want to visit Mr. Xia Meng'o, in terms of biochemical weapon number jù library and biochemical number jù analysis, Storm's white queen is faster, much more accurate, and more accurate than I can help you." Jarvis replied.

"In other words, do I need to visit Xia Meng'ao?" Tony Stark frowned. With his pride, he was reluctant to ask Meng Ao for help in this matter, even if he knew that if Meng Ao was willing to help him, he would be much more comfortable and convenient. But this is his own revenge!

"If you're in a hurry." Jarvis replied.

"There's no better way?" Tony Stark was naturally in a hurry, and when he saw Harpy unconscious, wrapped in a mummy and fixed to the bed, he couldn't wait to find out the murderer of the qiē in the next moment.

"Bai Hou may not be able to compare with me in other places, but she is much superior to me in terms of the number of biological and chemical weapons and the detection of them. If you can get Mr. Meng Ao to allow Empress Bai to open up her biochemical number library and get her special algorithm, I can do it for you. Jarvis still had a clear eye and replied seriously.

"Okay, help me seal the rest of the biochemical potions, and by the way, I want Meng Ao to submit an urgent meeting request. I need to see him right away. At Storm's old house, or ......"

Tony Stark paused at the end, he originally wanted to say "or Storm Enterprises", because these two places can help him analyze and detect the information he wants the fastest time, but Tony Stark suddenly thought that although the Battle of Manhattan, New York, Storm Enterprises was not as miserable as Stark Building directly turned into a ruin, but it was also wreaked havoc by a monster like Hulk.

I don't know how Storm is going to be doing when I've been busy with my own business lately, but it's clear that the best place to meet right now is Storm's old house, where Meng Ao lives.

……

Storm's Old House.

"Need to meet with me on something urgent?" Meng Ao, who received a call from Tony Stark, asked quirkily.

"Yes, a hundred thousand urgent." Tony Stark was speeding down the highway with his earbuds in his ears.

"Where are you now?" Meng Ao asked.

"On the way." Tony Stark replied neatly, revived the car wildly again, and added, "I'll be there in twenty minutes." ”

"Alright then, we can wait until you come." Meng Ao shrugged and hung up Tony Stark.

Stark said on the phone that it would take twenty minutes, but in fact it took him a little over eighteen minutes to arrive with a police car. (To be continued......)