Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Arrival of the Hand Meeting
Diana wasn't unaware of Tony Stark's ability to find herself, but she didn't expect this guy to find herself so quickly.
Or maybe he didn't have time to come to himself, although he never acted responsibly for his company, and it was always his "dear" uncle and Pepper who helped him take care of Stark Industries. But Tony Stark came to her without even replacing his own Ark reactor to get a largely useless answer.
Sure enough, there is no way to understand how such a person's brain circuit is formed.
The last words to Tony Stark are also sincere, she really sometimes looks down on this kind of person who makes decisions with a hot head and a lap on the thigh because of something.
In particular, it is likely that this decision will affect not only the person themselves, but also many other people.
It doesn't matter if you're a superhero or something, there are times when your position determines that you can't just slap your thigh and decide things.
Although he is not a superhero in a sense, the superhuman with extremely high moral qualities and moral standards is not a concept that he has accepted since he was a child. This is also the reason why she admired Superman and Batman in her previous world, who had super high morals.
As for what she said, to be honest, Diana herself didn't know. But at least he did what he could.
"Miss Prince, that bastard didn't do anything to you, did he?" Boca asked anxiously as he looked at Diana, who was walking back alone.
Everyone knows that this rose is not destined to be plucked by them, but at least don't give it to a dude.
The corners of Diana's mouth were raised, and she showed a bright smile and said, "No, with you as my backing, he doesn't have the courage to do anything to me." ”
Boca also laughed innocently: "That's good, that's good." ”
Diana walked into the museum with a smile, and the originally gloomy atmosphere was like the sun breaking through the clouds and spilling back into the world because of the smile on the corner of the rose's mouth.
Everything is back on track.
On the other side, Tony Stark, who was lectured by Diana, was a little depressed, looking at the stock chart that was showing his plummeting on TV, Tony Stark was a little confused.
Is it really the same as what the stinky woman said? Didn't protect anything yourself?
Tony Stark's eyes suddenly slowly regained their brightness, no, how could it be! But how could Tony Stark doubt himself because of a woman's words, as long as Stark Industries still has his own genius, there is no problem.
"Jarvis, are you there?"
"For you, sir, forever."
"Let's start a new project, Jarvis." Tony Stark sat at the console and looked at the rugged prototype Mark One on the screen, "Mark Two." ”
At the same time, Hell's Kitchen's Kim and Wilson Fisk welcomed several uninvited guests.
Looking at the four people sitting in front of him, Fisk asked calmly: "It seems that you are the other people mentioned by Mrs. Gao, and you are really five fingers." ”
Alexandra spoke, "We're here for three things to figure out. ”
Seeing that Fisk didn't mean to answer, Alexandra didn't want to waste her time.
"First of all, I want to know who killed Madame Gao?" Alexandra's tone didn't take Fisk for some underworld boss at all, she was just questioning a little imp who didn't know how thick the sky was.
"This lady, I am not obligated to answer you." Fisk crossed his hands on the table, "No one can question me like that. ”
"Huh?" Alexandra's face remained the same, but she was visibly impatient.
On the other side, the disciple said to Kim, "I don't know exactly what you know, but I'm sure you won't turn down a possible friend with great benefits." ”
"But I don't see any so-called interests at the moment, and I don't even know what you are sitting in front of me right now," Fisk said after a pause, "what the hell is your name." ”
The Botu smiled, and it didn't directly turn his face to mean that he could continue to talk: "I'm a Botu of the Hand Association, and the others are Alexandra, Murakami, and Sowanda." ”
"Actually, there is no irreconcilable contradiction between us, is there?" Alexandra's tone returned to calm, reminiscent of the impatience that the lady had anticipated, "At least there's nothing big to lose." ”
Mrs. Gao, who was originally the same as the fifth elder, seemed to be classified as useless by Alexandra in this way.
Botu and Murakami also nodded, while Suowanda remained silent and closed his eyes.
Fisk looked at the men and smiled. How can an organization that even its own former founders can ruthlessly abandon to make people feel at ease and cooperate.
Botu still looked at Fisk with the same expression that had never been contradictory between us: "We can give you Madame Gao's production line of illegal drugs as a gift to be able to cooperate between us." ”
As he spoke, Murakami handed Fisk a document.
"What a great gift." Looking at the detailed description of the scale of Mrs. Gao's production line in the document, even Fiske, who is basically the biggest gangster in New York City, can't help but be moved.
"We don't want much, who killed Lady Gao, Lady Gao's body, and went into Hell's Kitchen for an exploration excavation. This little thing should be nothing compared to this gift. "What's more, during the time we are in New York, you can use our men at your disposal to help you become the only king of the underground in New York City." ”
Botu and the others did not believe that Fisk could still hold on to this temptation.
"It's a great gift and reward." Lady Gao's production line alone was enough to make many people agree to cooperate, but it was clear that Wilson Fisk was not one of the majority of the people, "But I'm sorry, I can't tell you who killed Lady Gao." ”
Fisk paused, "But what I can tell you is that Madame Gao didn't leave a body. ”
Hearing this, even Suowanda, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating all along, opened his eyes.
If there is a corpse, it can be resurrected with a dragon bone, otherwise it is really dead.
The four of them all thought of a question, did the person who killed Mrs. Gao know the secret, or was it the result of an accident? None of the four of them knew about it, but at least one thing was clear to them, that is, Mrs. Gao was really dead.
"Then in that case, we won't bother Mr. Kim Ji anymore." Botu was the first to stand up and stretched out his hand to Fisk, "But our conditions are still in effect, and I hope Mr. Jin Ji can agree as soon as possible." ”
Fisk shook the blogger's hand and nodded.
Watching the group of four leave his office, Fisk pulled out of his pocket the phone that seemed a little small and overly small in his hand.
The one shown on it is the call interface, and the caller is Diana, who is working at the Metropolitan Museum at the moment.
"I'm sure you heard that." Fisk said into the microphone.
There was no reply, just hung up the call without saying a word.
Fisk didn't care, after all, it was impossible for a superhuman not to hear the conversation between them.
Putting down his phone and looking at the Handicap's papers, Fisk threw them in the trash.
Diana, who was in the museum, didn't have any mood swings after hanging up Fisk's phone, after all, the appearance of bed bugs was also a good thing. Don't worry about when they jump out and disgust themselves.
Bed bugs, except that they make people sick, there's nothing special about them, they're just bugs.
Just buy a can of insecticide and kill it.