Chapter 3454 The Son of Midnight Twenty-Seven
Chapter 3428 Midnight Son (Twenty-Seven)
Don't do this with me!" Stark waved his arm and said, "Why do you think I'd blow up the information center of Roxon?! Is this like something I'd do?"
"Then tell me, who would do this?" Natasha asked with her hands on the pool table, "Don't tell me it's Schiller."
Stark had a flash of inspiration, and he remembered what Schiller asked him to help apply for an Oregon route yesterday.
"Tony, I hope you understand the seriousness of this matter. No matter what Roxen is doing behind the scenes, they are not illegal on the surface, and they also provide millions of jobs, and have always had good reputations among the people.
"They encountered such an infinitely similar terrorist attack, which may not only cause panic, but may also be very unfavorable to your next investigation." Steve said quickly.
"Wait! It's Schiller!" Stark said with a finger, "When we came back from Jupiter yesterday, he said he would land in Oregon, and he must have done it!"
Steve and Natasha looked at each other.
"But, then again," Natasha said, "It is precisely because the Rockson company is impeccable that some special measures must be taken to investigate. Schiller should have his own considerations."
Stark looked at her in disbelief, "What a guy, why did I bomb it is a terrorist attack? He bombed it just because he had some considerations?"
"At least he didn't hurt anyone," Steve said. "He exploded at night. Although the noise was a little loud, the employees were all home at that time. Nothing happened except for the two security guards being shocked."
Stark turned to look at Steve again, you, a strong-browed and big-eyed person, have you also rebelled?
"Wait," Natasha suddenly said, "If Schiller intends to blow up something... Is Jupiter still there?!"
As soon as these words came out, the four people in the room froze at the same time. Stark quickly shouted: "Jarvis!!!"
"It's still here, sir. Jupiter is safe and sound."
The four of them all breathed a sigh of relief.
Colson said: "Are you sure it was Schiller? If the director asked, I'll say that."
"You wait first," Stark turned on the computer next to him and began to query the news that the Roxon Information Storage Center was bombed.
"What are you looking for?" Natasha asked.
"I suspect Schiller did it on purpose," Stark said. "Yesterday, he raided Io's temple and killed all the dark elves there. This should be a heavy loss for the dark elves. If he let it go, the dark elves would definitely ask Roxen for an explanation."
"But if Rockson suffered the same losses, they could also shirk it out that they were also victims."
"You mean Schiller is balancing the relationship between the two?" Natasha frowned and thought. She lightly tapped her chin with her fingertips and said, "But what are the benefits of doing this? To make their cooperation more stable?"
"It's really possible," Steve said. "It means that both of them are attacked, which means there are external enemies. In this case, the two of them should be united in order to fight the enemy hidden in the dark. This will allow them to strengthen their cooperation."
"That's right," Stark snapped his fingers, "if the location of the portal and resources cannot be proved to be a sure proof of Roxen's betrayal of humanity, it's enough to collect evidence of their cooperation with the Dark Elves. Cooperation with the race that had invaded the earth is itself betrayal."
Stark quickly turned off his computer and said, "Jarvis, now help me stare at the New York headquarters of Rockson. And don't forget Washington."
"Where are you going?" Natasha asked.
"Go back to Stark Building. I ask people from Roxon to discuss the issue of technical cooperation. I am here in person. Do Dario Agg dare not give face?"
"You want to hold him back so that the dark elves who can't wait will come to him in person? But do they dare to enter the Stark Building?"
"Of course I don't dare, so I will set up surveillance around. As long as I can photograph the dark elves appearing, we can be sure that this Ag is indeed unclear to the dark elves."
"But if they appear around Stark Building, you are also suspicious. Although I know that normal people will not doubt you, if someone deliberately frames you, it may also cause public condemnation."
"So that," Steve said, "I will let the Avengers gather. Once the Dark Elf appears, take him down directly. If you can get a confession from them, everything will be solved."
Stark nodded, put on his coat and walked out of the room quickly. Natasha looked at Colson and said, "Let Nick stare at Schiller. Leave it here to me."
Once the news of the destruction of the Roxon Company's information storage center was reported, undercurrents in New York. Nick slapped the desk in his office.
"I'll say it again, no matter how much you have suffered, it's not the reason you can stand here to question me. Unless you can come up with evidence that the superpowers are involved in the destruction!"
A black-haired man in a suit stood opposite him. He was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see clearly, but he was imposing.
"We have consulted experts to identify, and the flashes that suddenly appeared at the accident scene could never be done by normal people..."
"Expert? What the fucking expert?!" Nick snarled, "All the experts related to the superpowers are in my SHIELD. They won't work for you, let alone draw any conclusions!"
"And if you ask me to arrest the superpower who commits the crime, then you should at least give me his image and ability. Otherwise, what would you want me? A beam of light?!"
"This is obviously a superpower crime incident, which falls under the jurisdiction of SHIELD. If you don't help me to investigate, I will sue you!"
"Then you go," Nick pointed to the door and said, "Go to Congress, to the UN Security Council, or to the Earth Federal Office. Find whoever you can find. I want to see who can send me to prison!"
"I tell you, Ag, now I have so much work that I can just bury the earth directly. If you have to find trouble for me at this critical moment, we have to talk about the last time!"
After saying that, Nick slammed the door and left. The man in the room looked cold. He took out his cell phone and was about to make a call when the cell phone rang.
"What did you say? Stark invited me to discuss technical cooperation? ... He said he would be there in person? OK, tell him, I will go."
Dario hung up the phone and his expression became deeper. After he left the office, Nick came back, adjusted his eye mask, scratched his head, and said in confusion: "What kind of wind is Schiller? Why did he suddenly blow up the information storage center?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Carter rushed in and said, "No, boss! Someone started fighting on the streets of New York!"
"Are you coming to New York on the first day, Agent Carter? Is it new to have someone fighting on the streets of New York?"
"No, it's a superhero..."
"Okay, okay, it's the new Spider-Man again? Who did he fight this time? Could it be Dr. Otto who just came back from vacation? Then he is really unlucky." Nick laughed twice.
"No! It's the Moonlight Knight!"
"Moonlight Knight again...who???"
Nick rushed out of the office like a flying person and came to the monitoring room. He happened to see two figures fighting fiercely on the streets of Manhattan.
Half an hour ago, in the Moonlight Temple, Schiller put the little black cat in the aviation cabin and said to him through the cage: "Be good, I want to send you to get vaccinated. When you come back, you can open the can for you."
"Did you name him?" Kong Su asked.
"Not yet," Schiller thought for a while, "actually I want to call him 'arrogance', but arrogance definitely doesn't agree. Or 'black mist', but Gray mist won't agree either. So I plan to call him 'Nia'."
"Does Nanaya agree?"
"I definitely don't agree, but he doesn't agree with it too much. He still doesn't agree with me if I owe the debt, don't pay it back, don't you? It's not that bad."
Kong Su showed disagreement.
As soon as Schiller raised his hand, he changed from uniform to casual clothes. He picked up his air box and went downstairs, walked out of the alley, and got into the car.
As soon as he drove out of the street, his cell phone rang. After he picked it up, Danny's voice rang over there: "Doctor, where are you? Can I go to find you now?"
"What's wrong, Danny?"
"Johnny, he's a little bit wrong, I might need the help of the Avengers. Can you take me to find them?"
"Where are you now?"
"The edge of Brooklyn is almost at Manhattan..."
"I'm going to go to Manhattan too. You can find an intersection to wait for me. I'll drive to pick you up. We can talk about your brother on the way."
After hanging up the phone, Schiller concentrated on driving, and soon saw Danny waiting on the roadside.
Schiller originally wanted to continue driving, but he saw that the little black cat he placed in the back seat seemed a little restless, so he could only say, "Come and drive, I want to feed the kitten some food."
Danny nodded and sat in the driver's seat. Schiller opened the door behind the car, put the kitten out of the air box, and took out the cat strips he had prepared before and fed him.
After the kitten got the cat strips, it became much calmer. However, looking at his eyes, Schiller was sure that he might want to eat the telephone pole outside the car.
Confirm that Danny couldn't see it, Schiller sneaked out two coins. The kitten was really interested, but Schiller didn't give it, but hid it in the palm of his hand and flipped it to the back of his hand to tease it.
Schiller was busy teasing the cat, and the cat was busy being teased by Schiller. No one person or cat noticed it, and an extended Lincoln drove towards the lane, and flames appeared in Danny's eyes almost instantly.
"Shell—bang!"
The body of the car was crooked and collided with Lincoln in the opposite lane. Schiller was shaken and almost hit the seat in front. He quickly took a look at the condition of the kitten. Fortunately, this was not an ordinary cat, and it was shaken from his leg, but it just fell to the ground and was not injured.
Schiller looked out the window and saw two bodyguards in black suits getting out of the car. He quickly got out of the car and said, "Sorry, my friend has been receiving psychological treatment recently and is in poor mental condition. He may be a little distracted when driving. Are you okay?"
Another figure walked out from the back of the car, wearing a black suit and sunglasses. At first glance, he looked a little strange, but he also looked like a successful person.
"Hello, I'm Dario Ag. Are your friends okay? Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Schiller found that his eyes were obviously staring at the main driver, and Danny was in a bad condition now. He could hardly control the flames in his eyes, and the Ghost Rider was about to descend.
"He's nothing," Schiller walked forward, blocking his sight, and said, "I'm Schiller Rodriguez. I'm glad to know you, Mr. Ag. We have some urgent matters and must leave immediately. You can call insurance. If you have any subsequent compensation procedures, please contact me directly."
Schiller handed him a business card and looked back at Danny. He found that Danny's eyes were always locked on Dario, and it seemed that this guy was guilty.
This is the trouble for the Ghost Rider. When they meet sinful people, they cannot control themselves at all. But no matter how they cannot let the Ghost Rider descend here.
"Sorry, you can't leave," Dario said with an eyebrow. "My car is expensive and the repair costs are high. You must wait here before insurance is settled."
"That's what you said," Schiller looked into his eyes, nodded slightly at him, then turned around and walked to the main driver's door, opening the door to see what happened to Danny.
Chapter completed!