American Comics: I, New York Underground Prince

When several people saw Tony's figure, they immediately became interested.

But in fact, Tony just used this cover to get back the body of the Red Queen.

"Are you here to solve this problem specifically?"

George stood up abruptly, with a stern look on his face.

The sudden question made the two of them stunned.

After thinking about it for a while, Tony finally decided to go with the flow. Since the other party had already said so much, he might as well just follow suit.

"Yes sir, about the killer robots you speak of?"

When hearing this, Luo Feng felt even more angry.

The one upstairs that was destroyed and turned into a pile of scrap iron was not the 06 killer robot, but the body of its own artificial intelligence red queen!

It's a pity that not one person died, and the police didn't bother to manage these.

"Listen Luo Feng, we have to hold our breath now, now that Umbrella has been pushed to the forefront.

In the ear, Tony whispered in a very small voice, which was to remind Luo Feng, and at the same time remind himself.

"So we're now ready to retrieve our robot."

"Can you take us up there, Sergeant George?"

Tony usually would not be so polite to these police officers, but this time it was necessary.

Now the entire third floor of the hotel is blocked by the police. If they break in without authorization, it will obviously end badly.

Since Tony was already so polite, George would not be too difficult.

"Okay, let's take a look at the murder scene upstairs and the robot."

After saying that, George led the two of them to the side stairs, where there were countless police officers wandering back and forth.

Seeing this scene, Tony couldn't help but be thankful that he didn't break in directly.

"Luo Feng, what do you think of this incident?"

"Let's bring back the body of the Red Queen first."

"Well, it seems we're on the same page."

But after a while, the two came to room 314.

As the police said, the house was a mess.

Damaged doors, sieved couches.

There's even that shabby "killer robot" that was destroyed.

"Can I take it home?"

Tony looked back at George, after all that was what they were here for.

Didn't think about it, George didn't even think about it, he directly refused, the reason was even more absurd, "This is the murderer, we have to take it back to the police station to do a good research and investigation."

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

What can they do with the little tricks of the police?

"The murderer? I didn't see any corpses at the scene. Maybe you should check the surveillance to see what's going on."

Tony seemed very angry at George's attitude, and definitely he would never have thought that the troublesome sheriff in front of 963 would be the father of Spider-man Gwen.

"We have already sent someone to watch the surveillance. Please don't worry about this. Our New York Police Department will give the masses a reasonable explanation."

"It's you, Mr. Tony, if this killer robot is really Umbrella's masterpiece, I'd like to see what you will use to explain it."

It was George's attitude that made Tony speechless for a moment, and his intuition told him that this time they had encountered a hard problem.

"Well, if you know how to extract the recording chip from the terminal data of the machine, this matter will be left to you."