The Osborne Group, Norman stood up --

The scorpion has been caught!

And it's not an ordinary catch!

This operation was supposed to be a scorpion raid from the sewers, and then cleanly take out the target and run away!

Even if the escape fails, the armor will activate the self-locking mechanism, so that others will not be able to find any other clues.

Then, his partner will send someone to the door to recover the armor!

But now - the server he used to monitor the scorpions was directly burned! The other party hacked to the company's server in an instant!

Luckily, he was using an isolated computer, otherwise Osborne's internal network might have been overturned!

The person on the other end of the video call asked:

"Something's wrong?"

"Something is wrong! That damn Spider-Girl is there, and someone hacked my armor! The safety device didn't work! ”

Norman anxiously paced from side to side, and said frantically, "If they disassemble the armor, they can see the traces of human body modification, as well as the biolink chip used by the Osborne Group!"

They're going to find out what I'm looking for! ”

The person on the other end of the line was also silent – which was a bit of a surprise to him.

However, he was not in such a hurry as Norman, he just thought of Project Insight's assessment of Lille.

It seems that the unrelated monitoring plan really has two hits.

Don't worry, but it's not over yet, is it? Continue testing and take a look at the rest of the products. ”

"Still want to test? I've already burned my eyebrows! Don't you understand?! ”

"I understand, Mr. Osborne." The tone of the person on the other end of the video did not change, "Listen to me, keep testing, you are now doing things for the country, don't forget."

It's just a small accident, and we'll deal with it when the time is right.

I just heard the news that your witness is not dead, and he is on the 23rd floor of the inpatient department of the State University of New York, just in time to test your air suit. ”

Norman was still pacing.

"Mr. Osborne."

Norman stopped.

He looked at the big screen, which began to broadcast the news.

"A few days ago, the case of Laboratory No. 3, which has attracted much attention from New Yorkers, is about to be heard."

"But during the transfer of witnesses and exhibits, there was an assault at the scene, and the attacker was an unknown person wearing a green armored suit."

"The attackers have been taken under the joint control of zealous citizens and the NYPD, and several police officers and bailiffs were injured at the event and are being treated in hospitals."

"It is reported that International Genetic Cooperation, Inc. has provided free plasma to our heroic police officers and has promised to cover their medical expenses in full"

"Regarding the attack, a terrorist attack has not been ruled out yet, what will we do in the NYPD, we are the media!"

The live broadcast was cut off.

The screen cuts back, and the man on the other side of the video spreads his hands: "Look, you work for the United States, and the United States will protect you, so you know what to do now, right?" ”

Norman nodded deeply, and some of the questions and thoughts that had just arisen disappeared with the scene just now.

In this world, the organization at the top of power is the state.

And the most powerful country is the United States.

However, the United States is tough on the outside and very divided on the inside—the relationship between the government, private business, and the people is very delicate and complex, and it affects the whole body.

If anyone can really ignore the noisy grass people and act recklessly.

That thigh would be pretty cool to hold.

Now this "military-industrial club" seems to be constantly speeding on the way to becoming that kind of behemoth, and if you can get in the car, what else do you want?

"I'll go and prepare now."

"Oh, by the way, your network doesn't seem to be very secure, I can give you a bit of a reinforcement - our club members' technology."

"The witness wasn't dead, but he was almost dead, and an examination revealed that he had been infected with a rare mixture of toxins.

Although the time was short, most of his nerves had died, and it was difficult to say when he would wake up. ”

On the phone, Martin's tone was very gloomy.

Not dead, but almost dead.

The good news is that the NYPD has recorded some oral evidence, but it is not very strong.

It's true that Lille's mood is not so good, but the advantage of catching the Scorpion may be greater than Ethan's defection to Osborne.

"Look at the witnesses, the assailant's technology is not small and Osborne's relationship is not small, I can find a way to find something out of this test subject."

"Understood, this is for me. We matter. Martin paused, "If the Osborne Group falls, it will create a void in the medical and pharmaceutical fields."

"I know, I know, Martin, look at people."

"I'll take care of it."

Martin's voice was low, he hung up the phone, and his whole person suddenly turned black and white, like a negative that had not been washed.

"Heart Demon Gang, look at the vicinity of the State University of New York."

Hanging up the phone, Lille looked at the mess of the NYPD, the press corps surrounded the door of the police station, and the police were sweating profusely-

George made a statement, but everyone wanted to come in and take two pictures, ask a few questions, and finally ask what they were going to do next.

If they were brought in, the NYPD wouldn't have to do any other work for the whole day.

"Lelle, can you tell who did it?"

"I'm trying—" Lille frowned, the knife in his hand couldn't cut through the scorpion's suit.

Unlike the tail, which can dissociate parts using a preset program from the system, the suit is welded to the body.

And this thing was stronger than he thought.

"I want to transport it to the lab, and I can prepare the device for cutting."

"Yes."

Before George could finish speaking, the chaotic gate suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were turned to the street.

A convoy of five vehicles, two of which were armoured, was parked at the entrance of the NYPD.

"New Yorkers, please step back, this is the U.S. Army, on official duty."

Without saying a word, the American GIs pushed the reporters away quickly, rudely, and quickly, making way for a passage.

"What are you doing?"

Some reporters were directly pushed to the ground, and the equipment fell to the ground, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

Someone tried to take a picture of this, and they held up the camera, but they saw the GIs pull out some kind of flashlight device and take a picture --

They were fine, but the camera was broken and the picture was shattered.

Ugh.

Even black smoke came out directly.

"State secrets, idle people, etc., stand back!"

The security line was quickly pulled up, and people looked at the heavily armed and murderous soldiers, no longer ramming.

George came to the door of the police station just in time to see the black sedan at the head of the car walking down in a black coat

One-eyed black bald head.

George was expressionless and clasped his hands: "So the federal government is planning to attack the NYPD?" ”

The bald head took out a document and wrote: Nick Fury.

"I'm sorry, Sheriff Stacey, but I've been instructed that the unidentified biological weapons that appeared at the scene are classified as classified species.

From now on, the matter will be taken over by the Strategic Science Division. ”

"Strategic Science Division?" George frowned, "What department is this?" ”

"A long-established secrecy service that was recently reactivated by the Federation and docked with the UN Security Council.

We will assess and control the biological weapons that have emerged and give an account to the international community. ”

"The international community?" George thought it was a little ridiculous, "That 'biological weapon' just made a big fuss in New York City, what about you people?" ”

"We're here."

Fury nodded to his subordinates, and the American GIs walked into the NYPD in unison.

As soon as George wanted to speak, he pulled out several documents, not only from the Pentagon, but also from the military, and from the New York City government.

The NYPD is dumbfounded.

Fury walks towards the police station just in time to see Lille withdraw his hand from the scorpion suit.

"Mr. Li, this biological weapon is temporarily taken over by the state."

Lille took a step back: "Collecting weapons of war for the country, right?" It looks like the Pentagon is in a hurry with Afghanistan. ”

"It's our duty." Fury stood in the room, watched as the soldier took the scorpion, and said to Lille, "But if you join us, you can continue to study this suit, I need talent like you." ”

Lille raised his eyebrows: "But I don't need a war of aggression to show my worth, I want to remind you that this guy is also a suspect."

But I see that you don't seem to have brought the decree signed by the Supreme Court. ”

"Yes, no." Fury gave him a deep look, "But there's no reason for him to stop our action – there's no evidence."

You'd better focus on the events of Lab Three, military secrets aren't something you should mix. ”

"Fuck your fart." Lille's tone is flat, and the words are not flat. "Any evil will eventually be brought to justice."

Fury didn't say anything more and walked away.

George crossed his hands on his hips, helpless.

"Damn, damn the federal government, the fucking mayor - he got kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"It was really kicked in the head – we still have a chance, the Supreme Court did not say that the military has immunity in this matter.

I've just copied the data and internal wiring of the Scorpion Warframe, which is enough to launch an investigation into the mastermind behind the scenes. ”

"But the evidence is too."

"So we also keep physical evidence--"

Lille snapped his fingers, and Gwen swung in through the window, dropping a large bag of parts.

The parts that could be removed were all here - the person in charge of the recovery was not that familiar with the armor, and Lille used a bit of a trick to keep them from seeing that something was missing.

"Hello, sheriff, meet again."

George looked at the exhibits, then at Gwen, "Uh, well, who are we supposed to investigate?" ”

"Who else could it be, of course the Osborne Group, I'll have to talk to Professor Connors about what I just found."

Of course – it's clear that the Osborne Group doesn't have the energy to do that.

No single business has this kind of energy.

Lille looked at the departing convoy. There was a little solemnity in his heart, and the degree of power gathering was deeper than he thought.

If he is a masked hero, in fact, these things are also easy to handle, and the killing will be over.

It's easy to kill people, but it's not hard to create a massacre.

But how many people are behind it? How many people do you have to kill to destroy a rotten system? And guarantee that it will not come back, or that the newly born system will not be worse?

If he just wants to have a good time, then this thing is too simple, just be a masked hero, and just run away without caring about anything-

Not to mention anything else, if he loosens his mouth and joins S.H.I.E.L.D., any luxury car and beauty money is a small problem, even if he drives a thousand people with silver, Fury will have to arrange it for himself, and maybe he will have to put on a bikini and serve wine.

But Lille may not know what kind of future is good.

But betraying morality, selling ideals, and being willing to degenerate, such a future must not be the future he wants.

This matter has to be resolved from other angles.

Fortunately, the power system in the United States is relatively complex, and there is still room for political manipulation in this matter.

If you look at the benefits. Maybe this will help them replace the mayor of New York in the upcoming election.

(End of chapter)