Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

Mike Peterson, the factory was unfortunately laid off because of the economic crisis, but the factory used legal loopholes to avoid compensation.

Divorced, has a son, it lives miserably, but... It didn't make him miserable – I mean, for a powerful man, he could have done something else.

Skye introduced details about Mr. Peterson, a typical black man who was married and honestly looked for a job, but was discriminated against because of his education and skin color.

He had a not very good job - doing manual work in the factory, and because the work was too intense, the body accumulated fatigue, and eventually had a production accident and was sent to the hospital.

Lost his job, no compensation, physically ill, no future - yes, he is already essentially a bum.

Carl didn't fluctuate much after listening: "Don't help me draw conclusions about him - I won't interfere with your handling of him, I only care about the result, continue." "

“... Well, you know, I met him at the scene of an explosion in a hospital, but actually, I've been monitoring them for a long time at that hospital —

apparently the people inside are doing some secret experiments, I have audio data -- I think you might have surveillance data? And

the relationship between Osset and Heikes Group is very close, which Skye did not finish.

Carl smiled: "Britz, open her C-level permissions, our agents are in the state."

Oh, I want to add, the hospital you mentioned is relatively low-grade, and neither Osborne nor Hex has anything to do with it.

Skye was speechless, but soon she reacted, perhaps because there were ghosts in that hospital.

"That makes sense... I guess the biggest possibility is that someone in the hospital told Mike that they could make him stronger and trick him into participating in a human experiment!

That's why those small hospitals are being targeted, because they're full of poor people who can only make desperate bets!"

Skye said more and more she felt that this was the case, and she couldn't wait to say to Carl: "What about my assistant?

Skye looked at her arm, and the left and right forearms of the exoskeleton did indeed have two terminal displays.

"Then of course I have to use holographic projection, I don't know how this technology is mythical on the market..." Holographic

projection technology, in the hands of people like Carl or Tony, is completely standard everyday.

But in society, everyone only knows that there is such a thing, but basically has not seen it - except when Stark Industries is on display.

The image was projected from the end of the arm, but not as clearly as Skye had imagined.

Britz's voice rang out: "Sorry, this monitoring has been deleted, I can only compare the audio data to try to recover."

"Restoring corrupted footage with audio?" Skye didn't understand a little, what should I do about this?"

"Data processing is my strength, using synchronization points in two sets of data for cross-validation, re-establishing the timeline and completely rearranging the data, if you are interested, I can send you the information of this gadget."

Skye was getting more and more confused—because she had also seen the "data" before the fix, saying that the data was a little lifting these things.

What Britz does is reassemble a pile of crumbled plates, and then he says that all he needs is a photo, but it may not work as well as it originally was.

But it's impossible to put back a broken plate, right?

Video footage showed two people at the epicenter of the explosion, one of whom was a doctor and the other an emotional man with a beard and loose hair.

"Please calm down..." the doctor was a little nervous, trying to calm the man down.

"I feel good... I want to feel better!" the man was so emotional that his eyes were fixed on the doctor, "Where is that doctor!

Calm down... If you can't calm down, I'm going to give you a tranquilizer..."

"Where is she!" The

man only cared about the doctor in his mouth, lifted the chair next to him like an apple, and then slammed it on the ground and smashed it to pieces!

Skye's eyes became more and more solemn, but she also saw something strange, right arm of the man.

"Can I pause?"

Actually, as soon as Skye had this idea, the screen automatically paused.

"Looks like you've noticed too – look at his arm!" Skye pointed to the hologram man's arm.

There, there is a peculiar device that appears to crawl like a centipede on the man's arm, flashing a dangerous orange-red glow.

Skye muttered, "I found a project called 'Centipede' in the data inside S.H.I.E.L.D., and this thing looks like... A centipede.

Britz said, "Also, I need to point out that the materials used in this strange device... After cross-comparison, there is a probability of more than 87.9% that it is alien metal AZ-45."

"That's

the 45th composite material currently analyzed from the Zitari equipment, which has almost no rejection with living organisms and can be widely used in medical biological devices."

"But...," Skye said cautiously, "the alien material handling seems to be the responsibility of the Damage Control Authority, right?"

"But... For example, who leaked this material..."

"Yes - this is the evidence you have, you can get to work, I only pay attention to the result, as for the process....

You see, I don't care what you do with this Mr. Peterson, but I need all the information on the 'Centipede' project, and you can step in as the Special Executive Commissioner of the Damage Control Bureau.

Alternatively, you can go ahead and do your hacking, but S.H.I.E.L.D. will definitely find you – depending on what you want to do.

The only thing I can give you is Britz's support, you can use Britz's power to investigate everything that interests you, and then give me the answer.

"Wow... This is really an empty goal, don't you think let a twenty-two-year-old young man do this too..."

"Don't you think--don't you claim that no one can do anything to you?

Britz's voice interrupted the discussion, and Carl motioned for Britz to access the signal.

The holographic projection equipment that comes with the floating car began to show the effects that are now being broadcast simultaneously throughout the eagle country.

It was a man - a middle-aged man who clearly had some Asian characteristics, calm, but with a fierce look in his eyes.

This is a terrorist -- and he, self-proclaimed Manchu.

"People call me a terrorist, and I consider myself a teacher.

"Eagle Country – get ready for a lesson.

"In 1864, in the town of Shaxi, Colorado, the Eagle Army waited for the friendly Cheyenne warriors to go out hunting, and brutally slaughtered the remaining old, sick and disabled in the tribe, and encroached on their land. "

39 hours ago, Ali Salim Air Base in Twek was attacked, it was -- I did it.

"Including, of course, a quaint military church full of women and children." "

The soldiers are all out exercising, the warriors are not there.

"President Ellis, you insisted on rejecting my teachings, and now you are once again missing them.

"You know who I am, but you won't know where I am."

"Even more unable to meet my arrival." "

The video not only shows the appearance of Mandarin, but also images of them slaughtering women and children in military bases, and they have people standing in a row and then shooting them all.

They tied women and children to crosses and set them on fire.

This terrifying scene shocked Skye, and she covered her mouth and could not speak.

"This is...

"Oh, don't worry, that's something I need to deal with – this guy uses some kind of bomb to launch a terrorist attack, actually, it has something to do with your mission."

The heat emitted at the site of the explosion is somewhat similar to what happened in the hospital, so there may be a correlation.

"I... I'm going to catch a terrorist who threatens the Eagle Nation?"

Carl got up, and the door of the hovering car opened under Skye's gaze – but there was still a space at the other end of the door.

Obviously, it was another floating car, and the two floating vehicles completed the air docking like spacecraft, but it was all quiet that Skye didn't even notice it.

"As an aid, the floating car is handed over to you, and I have opened the Special Operations Fund of the Damage Control Directorate, and you can call in this hundred million dollars at will - as long as you can get the answers I need."

Well, I wish you a quick growth, Skye, but I have high hopes for you.

With that, Carl stepped into another floating car, giving Skye no chance to complain.

Skye hurriedly asked a question, "Where are you going?"

As soon as Karl left, this sad-faced genius hacker lay directly on the sofa of the floating car, his expression stunned.

"Billion dollars? Floating cars? Terrorists threatening world peace? Special operations of the Damage Control Bureau?"

"

......

"Sir, Miss Skye's mental age is not very old, are you sure she can complete the task?"

"Of course I am not sure, but I have already decided on this incident, so leaving it to her to deal with is actually a test for her."

"Do you already have a conclusion?

Karl smiled: "Don't, create a new file with the data records obtained from this operation, the name: 'Desperate Virus'." "

That doesn't sound like a simple name.

"Of course it's not easy—because the co-inventor of this virus, the guy who is the most popular—help me find Tony, where is he?"

"I need to check with Jarvis first—oh, Mr. Stark would like to book your time too."

"Then make an appointment. "