Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Inside the president's office.

Zhou Ran was extremely happy and full of strength. There were no important documents in his hand that needed to be signed. Yesterday, he was full of energy and had completed all the work in his hand.

Moreover, there have been no major documents recently. Boz is fully capable of doing it alone, and he has already planned to offload some of the important work to Boz.

Therefore, he had been very idle and relaxed these past few days, but now that Black Widow had left, Zhou Ran was extremely happy, full of strength, and felt like he had endless energy, and he suddenly couldn't rest anymore.

He smiled, simply turned on his computer and started editing his work arrangement plan for the next period of time.

Two hours later, the time came to eight o'clock.

Zhou Ran stretched out, tapped Enter, and sent the work arrangement plan to Boz.

Then he slowly stood up and left the office. Under the surprised eyes of the employees who were working overtime, he left the Stark Industries Building.

"Mr. Jake, what's going on these days? Being late, leaving early, what's going on?"

"Mr. Jake has changed a lot. He seems to be less serious than before."

"Oh, it's actually not bad. You newcomers may not know that Mr. Jake doesn't always work overtime. You should pay more attention to the details. Haven't you seen his schedule for the past few days? There is a military officer tomorrow.

Fang’s Peace Ambassador Award Ceremony, and the day after tomorrow there will be business cooperation with Fisker Pharmaceuticals Building... I can only say that you are still too young!"

"Well, let me tell you another secret. Mr. Jake will leave the Stark Industries Building at 6:10 on Saturdays and Sundays, rain or shine. This is the best opportunity to fish."

Neil, the programmer who was writing code, pushed up his thick glasses and explained with a smile.

"Well, brother Neil, I usually don't work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays. I'm worried that I will die suddenly..."

"Yes, me too. Brother Neil, I think you can give yourself a proper holiday. If I remember correctly, you are only twenty-three years old? Ahem, look at the top of your head..."

Neil snorted coldly and said expressionlessly: "I joined Stark Industries at the age of nineteen and worked seriously for four years. Now I have bought a supercar in full and am currently working hard to buy a villa.

…”

"Fuck! Supercar! I have to work overtime!"

"Fuck! Supercar! I have to work overtime too!"

…

At the same time, there is an aircraft carrier hidden in the sky.

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

In the director's office.

The place was in a mess at the moment, and the good office was smashed to pieces by Nick Fury.

With a livid face, Nick Fury pointed at the video screen that had been played several times on the computer, looked at the agents, gritted his teeth, and said viciously: "Do you know why I let you watch the video so many times? Because of this

What a shame! This is the biggest shame since the founding of SHIELD!"

"A criminal and a scum dare to demonstrate against our SHIELD. He is despising us. He doesn't take us seriously at all!"

"The firewall set up by our technical department was hacked into by him, and a video of such a demonstration appeared on my computer desktop in such a majestic manner!"

"One of our young SHIELD agents was killed so cruelly by him. After the murder, he poured gasoline on him and burned him!"

"This makes me very angry! Now he wants to play a game with us, and he wants to play with us. You also heard what he said. There will be a fireworks display in New York at noon tomorrow! This public demonstration, if

We didn't catch him, so I think there is no need for SHIELD to exist..."

"So, we must catch him. This operation is called Death at the Circus! Isn't he a clown?"

"I, Nick Fury, not only want to catch him as a clown, but also destroy his circus! It's eight o'clock in the evening, and we only have four hours to plan. The clown's words cannot be trusted. He said tomorrow at noon, but we

You can’t really believe it’s noon. You have to know that after 12 o’clock tonight, it will be tomorrow. Everyone, please feel free to predict.”

Hill took a deep breath, looked solemnly, and said extremely seriously: "That young agent was sent by me. His name is Mike. I remember that the area where he operates is 39th Street in Hell's Kitchen, which is where Hell's Kitchen first opened.

The famous place is the location of the first kitchen called Haier opened by the Germans. This place is called the first street of hell and the head of Satan."

"The warehouse where the clown is in the video, in Satan's head, has a total of fifty-three that meet the standards. We need the technical department to locate the exact IP address and eliminate it, but I think the clown may have moved... But

We should be able to find some key clues from where he lives!"

Skye smiled and said with great confidence: "Leave the task of finding the network IP to me, Director. Give me ten minutes and I will definitely be able to find it."

Nick Fury nodded and said coldly: "Skye, I hope you won't disappoint me. The firewall built by the technical department you are responsible for has been completely broken!"

Skye nodded, sat in front of the computer, and began to crack.

Nick Fury looked at Hawkeye and asked: "Barton, do you have any ideas?"

Hawkeye frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said with great indifference: "Director, I suggest that you activate the Sky Eye device, monitor through the satellite network, lock the entire New York, and implement the insight plan in advance. The harm of the clown must be very high, since we can't find the clown

, then kill all the people in the program who may cause harm like the clown!"

Nick Fury shook his head and said: "Barton, we can't do this. The Insight Project is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s last trump card. Although the clown has caused great harm, it is far from the point where we need to use the Insight Project, and the current

The power system can only be used once, this method is very unreliable!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hawkeye shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said: "Director, I can't think of any good method. The opponent we met this time is

A lunatic with no logic! We have no way to deduce his behavior! We know nothing about him, but he knows everything about us!"

Nick Fury frowned, looked at Colson, and asked: "Colson, what do you think?"

Coulson coughed lightly and said: "Director, I don't have any good ideas. I only know that some places in New York need to be protected and cannot be destroyed by clowns."

"For example: City Hall, Stark Industrial Building, Osborne Industrial Building, Hammer Industrial Building, New York Police Department, four major banks, Cornell Presbyterian Hospital..."

Nick Fury lit up his pipe, took a deep puff, turned to look at Black Widow, and asked: "Natasha, what about you, what do you think?"

Natasha's face turned pale, and Zhou Ran's crazy laughter appeared in her mind again. She resisted the dizzy feeling, and slowly spoke, "Director, my mental state has been very poor recently, and my thoughts have been extremely intense.

It’s too confusing to analyze at all, but I have a way, we can ask Professor Charles from the X-Men for help.”

"Professor Charles can hear people's minds, so he can use his mental power to detect the clown's location..."

Nick Fury shook his head, with a cold face, and refused in a cold voice: "Mutants are just mutants after all, they are not human beings, their genes are different from ours, they are aliens!"

"And this is an internal matter for us humans. We can only handle it ourselves. We cannot rely on them. The fate of humanity can only be in the hands of humans themselves!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Insight Project is also targeting mutants... They are really too uncontrollable!