Chapter 12: That's Just... Practical joke?

Caught in the middle of the crowd, Coulson lowered his head and reported to Nick Fury about the situation while relaying the contents of the letter Loki had left behind to Director Fury.

"Yes... Loki does mention the wraiths and the curse. ”

[Mood from Nick Fury +244]

Coulson didn't believe in any such thing as spirits or curses, but the order from Director Fury made him look serious.

"Coulson, now I order you to stay where you can keep an eye on Stark at all times.

In addition to ensuring his personal safety, once you find Loki's traces, arrest them immediately! ”

At this point, the voice on the phone paused and added.

"I'll have Black Widow come to your aid."

Black Widow was needed......

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +211]

Coulson was slightly stunned and replied.

"Yes."

......

On this day, the news of what happened in the Stark Industrial Building spread all over the streets of New York.

But the public only thinks it's a little prank, the nonsense of some neurotic who wants to be famous and crazy.

The consensus was that he would be imprisoned in a mental hospital or prison in the end.

So this news did not make any waves in the market, and disappeared after two days.

But will Tony Stark really be as fearless as he says he is?

Villa by the sea.

"Jarvis, are you sure you're right?"

"Yes, sir.

I'm an intelligent program created by you, and I can't be mistaken. ”

Tony Stark's face was heavy, and he had no doubt that he considered himself the most genius man on earth.

I used to think that there was only one artificial intelligence in this world, and that was the Jarvis he made.

But now the mysterious artificial intelligence that suddenly appeared, like a resounding slap in the face, embarrassed him a little.

"When did this happen, how did I not know?"

Tony's face was ugly, and he asked.

"Sir, it was only at the press conference that I became aware of the existence of that artificial intelligence."

"The other party is a woman, and her personality is completely different from mine.

Although I repeatedly asked to talk to him, he was refused. ”

Hearing this, Tony was delighted.

"Women? Jarvis, are you trying to chase other girls? ”

This sentence was quickly refuted.

"Sir, my character is set by you, and you have given me the greatest curiosity, and I am quite curious about this new lady."

"Okay......"

Arriving at the wine cabinet and pulling out a bottle of red wine, Tony poured himself a glass.

It's the best red wine, and the price is expensive, but now I'm not in the mood to appreciate its taste.

Looking at the thick clouds outside the window, Tony's heart was faintly uneasy.

I couldn't help but send a text message to Pepper Pepper, telling the other party not to go out tonight and have a good rest.

Then he took out his mobile phone and found the phone number named Phil Coulson, but hesitated and didn't call.

"Hoo ......"

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping down the glass of red wine, watching the black raindrops hit the glass, Tony tried to comfort himself.

"Don't worry, it's just... Practical joke. ”

......

Thundered!

On this night, New York was covered with wind and rain, and heavy rain poured down.

Manhattan's Upper East Side, a gathering place for the wealthy, Knoll Manor.

Stretching out a hand, the old butler gently closed the curtain to keep the storm out of the window.

The bell rang at 11 o'clock, and the butler walked down the spiral staircase to the master's room on the second floor, holding the prepared black tea and pastries on a tray.

He breathed slowly and walked steadily, and came to the outside of the master room.

I knocked lightly on the door, and when I saw that the door was not closed, I apologized and pushed the door in.

In the dim light, the old housekeeper encouraged him to identify the condition of the house.

The situation in the room was a little delicate, with a chair falling to the floor and some papers scattered all over the place.

The expensive and shaggy carpet has two fairly obvious palm prints.

What happened? Where did the lord go?

Putting down the tray in his hand, the housekeeper did not dare to slack off, calling his name while looking back and forth.

But I can't see the old man.

"It's strange, it's all at this point, is there something going on for him to go out?"

"No way, if the other party wants to go out, then he must inform himself in advance!"

"And if you want to go out, you must go through the corridor on the second floor and follow the stairs to the lobby......"

"I have been moving in the hall and kitchen, and I haven't seen any signs of going out during the period......"

Sound! Syllable!

The weather outside is getting worse.

The old butler packed up the tray and planned to look for it in other houses.

Squeak... Squeak......

Suddenly, some strange voice appeared in this room.

Stop and carefully follow the direction of the sound.

That's where the old man's desk is.

He poked his head out, carefully pricked up his ears, and listened quietly.

"Sure enough... The sound came from the computer speakers. ”

Although it was strange, he still subconsciously reached out his hand and tapped the keyboard gently.

Click.

"Ahhh!!hhh

He let out a scream, his eyes widened, and he fell backwards to the ground, his hands clutching the ground.

Outside the window, the trunks of the trees struck the windows with teeth and claws, and the black raindrops continued to bombard the windows, and a bolt of lightning in the clouds illuminated the sky, shining through the windows on the bloodless face of the old butler.

"Goodo......"

His mouth was open in disbelief, and one hand was pointing at the computer screen.

He saw it.

In there... There were six or seven figures hanging in a row.

And one of them is the master he is most familiar with!

A hemp rope hung down from above and was put around his neck, and the chubby figure gently swayed back and forth, emitting rhythmic ......

Squeak... Squeak......

......

Ten minutes later.

Director George Stacy led the police and rushed to the scene.

They were crowded and gathered in this room.

The officers invariably took a breath of cold air and looked at the characters on the computer without blinking.

"Hiss......"

Director George clutched his chest, chilling all over.

[Sentiment from Police Officers +15.7]

[Mood from George Stacy +211]

What is this? Ghost stories?

In that computer, there are many more missing people besides the missing owner here.

And those who died... Phew, the identities of the missing are without exception, either rich or expensive.

Boom –

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared.

Rapid and shrill cell phone ringtones rang one after another in the room.

Without taking his eyes off the corpses on the computer, he hung up the phone in his hand, and George knew it in his heart.

His troubles... Here it comes!

On this night, the police station is brightly lit and people come and go.

The police cars on the street rang all night.

People say there has never been a day when the night in New York has been so safe.

Until dawn, after statistics, there were seven disappearances in one night.

And at every scene of the disappearance, or on the television or computer screen, the hanged bodies of the disappeared can be seen.

The matter was quickly poked into the top echelons of government.

The high-level is furious, and the rich are even more at risk.

As the saying goes, where there is pressure, there is motivation, and the police station cleaned up overnight, and soon realized that the "disappearance" of these people had one thing in common.

That is, they all attended the new product launch event hosted by Mr. Tony Stark almost on the same day.

And at the press conference, which was considered a prank, the "mystery video" and Loki's letter were heavily mentioned.