Tony Stark's personal lab.

Wiping their sweat nervously, Harpy and Pepper watched the government personnel busy.

Seeing that everyone couldn't get the results for a long time, the two couldn't help but have some worries.

On one side, Black Widow Natasha changed back into her combat outfit and stared at the picture brought up by Jarvis, her face was very grim.

In the footage, Tony opens a video file and looks at it repeatedly.

He seemed to be looking at something and analyzing something.

The first ten minutes were normal, but when the time came to 11:07, the surveillance screen seemed to be suddenly pulled out of a frame, and Mr. Stark suddenly disappeared from the screen, and he disappeared from the screen, and he didn't know where to go.

No one knows what happened, let alone how he disappeared.

Even if everyone thought back and forth and observed repeatedly, they couldn't find any means to cause him to disappear.

"Paranormal events?!"

[Mood from Natasha Manronov +333]

The only thing to be happy about is that the computer footage left at the scene does not show the images of the hanged people before.

"Harpy... Can we find Tony? Will something happen to him......"

Covering her mouth nervously and her eyes red, Pepper was so scared that she almost cried.

"It's okay... Tony's luck has always been good, and this time he will definitely turn evil into good fortune! ”

Patting Pepper on the shoulder, Harpy Hogan spoke firmly, he trusted that genius like Ni would not die easily.

"So... There must be a way! ”

[Mood from Pepper Bozz +303]

[Mood from Harpy Hogan +300]

Hearing the conversation between the two, Natasha tilted her head, feeling that she should say something.

She turned, and was about to comfort them when Coulson hurried in with a raunchy man.

"Who is this?"

She gestured with her eyes.

"John Constantine, a self-proclaimed master of magic, nicknamed Detective Hell."

Coulson didn't know how to speak, so he could only repeat what the other party said.

Seeing that Natasha didn't believe it, Coulson smiled bitterly.

"He said he could help us find the missing Tony."

Just him?

It's not that Natasha doesn't trust.

It's the guy in front of him called Konstantin, who looks more like a magic stick, a charlatan, than some detective!

"Coulson... Are you sure he can do it? ”

Forgive her for not being elegant enough, but deep down, Natasha really felt so.

"Hehe......"

With a chuckle, John Constantine calmly shook the ash of his cigarette.

He let out a puff of smoke and pointed lazily at the busy agents.

"If you look for it like this, even if you are given 100 years, you will never find Tony Stark!"

"Oh? So what do you mean... Do you have what it takes to find it? ”

No matter what she thought in her heart, the agent's habits made Natasha subconsciously open her mouth tentatively.

"Of course."

Konstantin fumbled in the pocket of his trench coat and, amid the amazed gazes of the crowd, pulled out a compass.

I don't know what he did, but the compass hands began to turn rapidly, and then completely pointed in a certain direction.

"What is this ......?"

At this point, Pepper and Harpy also surrounded them.

They are just as confused as Coulson and Natasha, and they really can't understand each other's operations.

"Found it."

Looking at the compass, Konstantin looked confident.

[Mood from Pepper Bozz +288]

[Mood from Harpy Hogan +299]

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +307]

[Mood from Natasha Manronov +311]

Yes? That's it? How did you find it?

Just this thing? Isn't this scientific!?

Everyone looked at each other, if it weren't for Pepper's wrong mood, Harpy would definitely swear to the sky that he would definitely throw the magic stick in front of him with a small fist.

ヽ(#'Д ́)ノ┌┛〃Trick you... This is an insult to my IQ!!

"This, Mr. Konstantin......"

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Coulson had begun to doubt his own judgment.

Maybe... It was a mistake to bring Konstantin over!

Knowing that everyone didn't believe it, Konstantin turned around and walked towards the door in the direction of the pointer.

"Believe it or not, it's unscientific, but it's magical."

The letter was suspicious, but they couldn't find a way to find Tony, so they could only follow each other helplessly.

Following Konstantin, everyone turned left and right, all the way to an underground warehouse.

Glaring at Konstantin, Harpy took out his employee ID and swiped his card to open the door.

The door opened, the lights came on, and everyone entered.

The room was clear at a glance, except for a few cardboard boxes of groceries in the corner, only a few rows of lonely computers were placed on the desktop.

Tony... Not here!

"Okay, I knew you were a liar!"

Harpy rolled up his sleeves, anger rising from his heart, and he was about to wave his old fist.

Pepper, Natasha, and Coulson also looked disappointed.

Only the old god Konstantin came to a computer desk in the far right row, stretched out his fingers, and tapped lightly on the keyboard somewhere.

Click.

“......”

Harpy froze in place, and he saw the computer screen come back on, and Tony's figure appeared in the frame, shouting something anxiously.

[Mood from Pepper Bozz +399]

[Mood from Harpy Hogan +371]

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +357]

[Mood from Natasha Manronov +366]

"Stark ......"

As soon as Pepper Pepper saw Tony, she hurriedly surrounded him.

"Tony, can you see me? Can you hear me......"

Her hands carefully patted the computer screen, and no matter how much she shouted, her voice could not reach the other party.

It's incredible, it's really... Find Tony Stark!

The joy on Coulson's face had not yet dissipated, and the next moment, a rope hung down on Tony Stark's neck.

Tony struggled vigorously, pulling the rope with both hands, blushing and kicking his feet.

But all to no avail!

As the rope continued to pull upward, Tony's body was unwilling to hang upward, and when Tony's feet were off the ground and his eyes were turned up, he was about to be hanged alive in front of his eyes.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Pepper, Harpy yelled and slapped hard against the computer, his eyes sinking into despair.

"Get out of the way!"

Putting away his cynical smile and waving his cape, Konstantin strode forward.

Reciting an inexplicable incantation, his left hand was raised, and the sparks on the cigarette were outlined in the air at high speed.

The moment he pushed Pepper and Harpy aside and pressed his hand on the computer screen.

Airplanes!

In front of everyone's eyes, it disappeared.

With a twinkle in her eye, Natasha quickly followed and stretched out her arm.

But her arms didn't change in any way, and they were hindered by the cold TV screen.

Coulson's gaze turned, fixed on the computer screen.

There, beside Tony, Konstantin's figure was slowly emerging.

[Sentiment from Phil Coulson: +378]

[Mood from Natasha Romanoff +407]

[Mood from Harpy Hogan +399]

[Mood from Pepper Bozz +425]

[Mood from Tony Stark +511]