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Chapter 34 Clues
In his previous life, Eric had actually been to New York, only half a month.

At that time, this "Big Apple City" left a deep impression on him.Not only because it is arguably the most modern metropolis, but also because it is the stage where countless comic heroes are active. For fans, it seems that every place and scene is endowed with special meaning.

And if we compare the New York where he is now with his impression at that time, and find out the biggest difference, it is the building under his feet now.

Stark Tower, the iconic building in New York City in this world.It towers into the sky, like a pole inserted in the center of the city, overlooking the whole city from above.The sunlight reflects the glass curtain wall like crystal clear crystals, and the huge letters of "STARK" in gold are folded and glowing.Standing on the outside of the building and going up in the direct elevator to the top gives people the illusion of reaching the top of the pyramid.

"Welcome back, sir."

The indicator light on the door lock next to the automatic door turned from red to green, and the two doors slid open in response.Tony strode inside, his left arm still in a bandage.

"Casual, don't be too reserved. But don't be too casual, don't touch my things." He said to Eric who came in behind.

"As a host, you are really hospitable." Eric complained.

"I've always been like this." Tony said, walking to the console and starting up the computer. "By the way, my butler is Jarvis Jarvis. He's saying hello to the guests."

"Hello, Mr. Charlotte." Jarvis' voice sounded immediately.

Jarvis, Tony Stark's artificial intelligence butler, is currently the best known intelligent program on the planet. Of course, as a time traveler, Jarvis is definitely not unknown.

Tony continued to order: "Jarvis, I want to see all the circumstances and details of the night I fought Obaday Stan. Restore the scene for me and create a projection."

"Yes, sir."

Although I have seen it many times in movies, but seeing Stark's powerful black technology with his own eyes, Eric still can't help but click his tongue.Light blue light beams were projected from the projectors around to the center of the room, as if a peerless painter had outlined a mural stroke by stroke.Overturned cars and factories with torn domes rose up one after another. The huge Iron King mech stood on the edge of the broken glass bracket on the roof of the factory, while Iron Man, whose helmet disappeared and his armor was damaged in many places, was hanging on the ground with his arms. On the bracket, it seemed that he had lost his combat effectiveness in the face of this black behemoth.

Eric remembers this scene, the last scene in the Iron Man 1 movie against the Iron King.

"It's a nuclear power reactor down there," Tony explained. "I let Pepper help me overload all the circuits in the reactor, which released the power of the reactor and punctured Obaday's armor. I watched him die."

After finishing speaking, he fell silent, and began to fiddle with the projected delicate model.He conducted research from various angles, pulled up the data of the reactor at that time, the report of the site survey, and tried to find anything that was missed at the time.

"He couldn't have survived," Tony said. "Whatever that was in the hotel, he couldn't be Opadry."

Jarvis interrupted him, "Sir, Agent Coulson has requested an interview."

"Tell him I'm outside and I'm not free now." Tony replied casually.

After a while, Jarvis said again: "Sir, I'm afraid he insists on seeing you."

"Never mind, I'm busy here."

In less than 30 seconds, Jarvis' voice sounded again: "Sir, I'm afraid my procedures have just been rewritten."

Tony frowned and turned around, just at the door there was a "beep" sound representing the identity verification.Agent Coulson strides in, wearing a crisp suit and carrying a blue folder.

"Damn security breach." Tony muttered, then raised his voice, "I'm busy here."

S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson is also the number one character in the comics, and Eric is no stranger.

"I know, I'm here to help." Coulson said flatly and stepped forward, handing the folder in his hand to Tony.

Tony opened the folder suspiciously, and Coulson began to explain at the same time: "When Obadai Stan was defeated by you, our department was responsible for the aftermath and recovered the iron tyrant's armor—these are the ones you have. I know. What you don't know is that the armor was lost in transit."

Tony's face changed slightly: "What!?"

"Our transportation team was attacked." Coulson said, "They are well-equipped, well-trained, and their organization is not inferior to ours. Although there is no conclusive evidence to confirm who they are, we have already guessed."

Having said that, he changed the subject and asked, "Have you heard of Hydra?"

Tony frowned and said, "I've heard that the Communist Party was an old, evil organization during World War II. It wanted to rule the world or something. It sounds stupid anyway."

"It's stupid, but it's extremely dangerous." Coulson still said calmly, "We have evidence that this organization did not disappear after the defeat in World War II, but has survived until now, but it is more cautious. Now we are more cautious. It is suspected that they have joined forces with more unknown forces to form a new force."

Eric asked in a deep voice, "That's the force my father turned to, right?"

"It's just a guess," Coulson said.

"You say these guys stole Obaday's armor?" Tony asked.

"There are still corpses." Coulson said.

"Why didn't you tell me for so long?"

Coulson said: "Because Obaday Stan has been confirmed dead. We judge that the robbing of this suit of armor should be just someone's technology to get this suit, not your personal grievances. This is our problem, not yours."

"It's mine now." Tony was annoyed. "You should have told me."

"It's meaningless to say these things now, I'm here to help." Coulson said lightly, "Assuming the other party is looking for your revenge, judging by the motive, only one person is the most suspect."

He pulled out a resume from the bottom of the folder, on which was printed a photo of a blond boy who looked less than 20 years old, as handsome as a girl.

Tony seemed to recognize him, showing a surprised expression: "This is"

"Ezekiel Stein," Coulson said. "His son. A genius like you, Stark."

(End of this chapter)