Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

After leaving Ms. Carter's apartment, Tony's face was still solemn.Confirming the direction of the investigation doesn't mean things will go smoothly; as Ms. Carter said, Alexander Pierce is the kind of real power man—not a four-year spokesperson for the White House.

Investigating the senior director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is almost equivalent to investigating the FBI in the era of Edgar Hoover's power.

"We need a plan." Tony said impatiently as soon as he got into the car.

"We need someone, or a group of people who are familiar with S.H.I.E.L.D. to lead the investigation; they must also have rich experience, at least they must be able to compete with elite agents." Xiangqian was also thinking in his heart.

"Your side..." Tony denied it as soon as he thought about it, "No, no official power can intervene, it will only make things more complicated."

"Or Nathan?" Tony tentatively mentioned another person.

Nathan Garrett, a mysterious private investigator, was recommended by Tony forward when he planned to launch an internal investigation into Stark Industries.

"He can't." Qianqian vetoed the proposal, "Nathan's main business direction is government and corporate scandals, scientific and technological intelligence, and also involves some criminal organizations that make white gloves for big shots. Almost all of his connections are at the top of European and American governments and The corporate world doesn’t have much intersection with an international agency like S.H.I.E.L.D.”

Tony is scratching his head a bit; he is certainly the richest man in the world, with good connections and power in his hands, but his situation is similar to that of Nathan; after removing the relationship between his father and Ms. Carter, his direct interaction with S.H.I.E.L.D. A certain black bureau chief met once.

Xiangqian continued: "I have a person who is very familiar with S.H.I.E.L.D., but his relationship with S.H.E.L.D. , and some civil society organizations have been investigating S.H.I.E.L.D., which may also help."

"National organization?"

"To be precise, it's a group of hackers." Xiang Qiang said and checked the information from the tablet computer, "There is a hacker organization that has been claiming to expose all the secrets hidden by the government; unfortunately, the world's most secretive The official agency is S.H.I.E.L.D."

"What's the name of this organization?" Tony asked.

Pass the tablet forward, and on the screen is a LOGO full of the dark style of Zhong Er.

"high tide."

"They have the ability to find the database of S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Tony disagreed; Stark Industries' service terminals, including technical reserve terminals, are subject to thousands of hacker attacks every day, and there has never been a mistake.

The so-called hackers have almost no resistance in the face of powerful intelligent programs and advanced hardware, and Tony Stark never spends any effort on a bunch of ants.

Xiangqian also doesn't like this group of people very much: "Maybe he can break through some surface protection and enter the server with the lowest confidentiality level--that's the most. However, being a cannon fodder and scapegoat is enough."

Tony looked at the screen, there was a statement under the Rising Tide LOGO that was also full of the style of the second school, and he couldn't help laughing; "Then let them."

"Tony, there is one thing I must remind you." Qianqian said seriously, "Don't let outsiders know your investigation intentions; those who can murder Howard and cover up the truth of his death certainly don't mind launching more murders."

"I'm looking forward to them coming!" After becoming Iron Man, Tony Stark was full of confidence for a while.

"It's not just you, it includes many people." Xiang Qiang said, "Think about it, after you were kidnapped, how many insiders were cleared by the CIA in Afghanistan? You don't want us to be cut off when we just started the investigation All the clues?"

Looking at Tony, who was interested, he stepped forward and struck while the iron was hot: "There are also Pepper, Happy, and all the people you care about may become a breakthrough point for the other party to coerce you."

Perhaps it was Pepper's name that calmed Tony down. He asked, "So what should we do? Go back and die down, making it look like we didn't do anything?"

"If you haven't questioned Nick Fury before, maybe you can do this." Xiang Qiang complained, "Now we have to change our strategy; on the one hand, it is a semi-public investigation, and the progress should be as slow as possible. To give people a sense of our The illusion of always spinning around on peripheral cues.”

"And the real investigation is going on in secret, a fatal blow?" Tony thought he understood.

Xiangqian laughed and said, "Of course not; SHIELD is full of professional agents, and it's not so easy to deceive them; we hand over the undercover investigation to Rising Tide, and let them attract attention, and that's when the scapegoat comes into play. As for the actual investigation ... there is no such thing."

"Ha! That's the real villain." Tony laughed.

"To deal with bad guys, you have to be worse and more cunning than the bad guys; you don't need to use those dirty, sinister, indecent, and shameless acts, but you have to understand them."

While the two were talking and laughing, the car drove all the way to the airport.

Soon they'll be boarding a plane, parting ways, and preparing for the series of events that are bound to follow.

But at the moment before boarding the plane, Xiangqian suddenly sensed a faint but clear wave of magic.

"Where is that place over there?" Pointing forward to the east, the magic wave appeared in that direction, a few miles away from the airport.

The sudden problem made the airport service staff very puzzled, but the good service attitude still allowed them to answer the VIP's questions conscientiously;

"That's the DC area, London's...the largest civilian area."

"Oh, thank you." Qiang Qiang thanked calmly.The so-called civilian city is just a euphemism for slums.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I had just made an appointment with a friend at the airport, and I may have to wait here for a few hours. Please inform the dispatcher at the airport to delay my flight plan for a while. New procedures will be issued soon Send it." Xiang Qiang said to the airport staff.

"What's the matter, James?" Tony, who was also about to board the plane on the other side, noticed the strangeness of moving forward.

Qianqian replied: "Nothing, some temporary affairs."

"Any trouble?"

"No big problem, just some... purely subjective sudden thoughts, need to confirm."

Tony's puzzled expression flashed away, and he shrugged his shoulders helplessly; the so-called "subjective idea" was a code word between him and Xiangqian, referring to the magical affairs, a world he could not get involved in at all.

"Okay, are you sure you can handle it well?" After confirming to Qiangqian repeatedly, he boarded his plane with lingering doubts and soared into the sky.

Xiangqian also boarded a private jet, gave an order to wait in place, and said he would rest alone in the cabin; in fact, when the cabin door was closed, he opened the portal and came to Karma Taj’s London temple.

"Mo Du?" As soon as his feet stepped on the ground, he saw a familiar face as he walked forward.

"James." Mordo responded indifferently.

Looking forward at the somewhat tense atmosphere around, he asked, "It seems that this is not a coincidence; did something happen?"

"There is word that Iker Casillas is in London."

"Are you sure?"

"No." Modu looked scrutinizingly, "What about you, why did you come to London?"

"Some mundane affairs." Xiangqian didn't intend to say more, and even prepared to leave when he saw Modu the first time.

Modu asked, "Do you need to go to the temple for secular affairs?"

"Maybe it also includes some unworldly affairs?"

"Why don't you talk about it." Modu seemed to be interested in talking, "A billionaire's 'unworldly affairs' is quite curious."

"Did you go to a gossip newspaper to intern as a paparazzi? The Sun or the New York Post?" Xiang Qiang asked, "Since this is London, so... The Sun?"

In terms of bickering, the serious and old-fashioned Modu has never been an opponent to move forward; let alone high-end skills such as cynicism and sarcasm.

The first two sentences shattered Mordo's state of mind; his voice became more severe: "Why did you come to the London Temple?"

But when it comes to provoking an opponent who doesn't like it, the playboy never knows what it means to accept it as soon as he is good; he sneered and said: "I have something to go back to Kama Taj, and I happened to be on the way, so I came to borrow the temple." The portal in here."

There is indeed a permanent space portal between the Three Great Temples and Kama Taj, but this portal is normal for anyone to use, but it is not normal to say that you want to use it.

The entire Karma Taj knows that in terms of the control of space magic, forward is the only existence under the supreme mage, and opening a portal to the other side of the earth is just a basic operation for him.

Such a person needs to go to the temple to open the door?There is no sincerity in making excuses.

Although they knew that this was an insincere excuse, everyone could only watch helplessly as they strolled forward to the center of the temple where the portal was located.

"Are you disregarding Karma Taj's responsibility because of personal reasons?" Modu reprimanded sternly, "You will not come to the temple for no reason."

"Aha, can you really tell what is responsibility and what is personal grievance?" Xiangqian asked back with a smile, leaving this senior brother who had a good relationship with him speechless.

If it wasn't for the inconspicuous black skin, everyone would have noticed that Modu's face was flushed with anger.

Satisfied, Xiangqian, who had the upper hand, finally revealed his intentions: "I want to check the monitoring network in the East End of London; there has just been a magical fluctuation there."

Karma Taj's surveillance network is certainly not a tech side product like cameras and video recording; they monitor magic.

"What kind of fluctuation?" Modu couldn't help being curious; this playboy has never paid much attention to Kama Taj's historical responsibility, and if he made a special trip, there must be something special about this magic fluctuation.

"Just a few minutes ago, but very slightly," said the mage on duty at the London Temple. "It looks like an apprentice or someone who is too curious to try a magical ritual."

Hundreds of such magic fluctuations can be monitored by the Three Great Temples every day; there are always some people with excess curiosity trying to decipher the magic world through various channels.Most of these are tricks, but there are a few lucky ones who come across genuine magical lore.

It's just that magic is a skill that emphasizes talent after all, and knowledge may not necessarily be learned.To deal with such situations, Karma Taj's consistent policy is to ignore them unless they really have a successful magical effect.

The most serious consequence of magical knowledge falling into the hands of untalented people is nothing more than more urban legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

If the matter stopped here, it might be nothing; but looking at Xiang Qiang's lazy expression, Mo Du knew there must be something hidden in it.

"Is there anything special about that magic wave?" Modu asked forward.

"That magic, which contains the purest breath of hell, is it a special place?"

"The purest?" Modu looked serious.

Various hell lords and lords have left all kinds of legends in the world, and there are also many magic items contaminated with hell power, which are the summoning clues left by them deliberately.

But magic or items that truly have a pure hell atmosphere are extremely rare.Once it appears, it means that there is likely to be a devout follower of a hell lord in the world, a messenger who sincerely serves the hell lord.

"Could it be Casillas?" Modo asked.

Xiangqian didn't expect this question, and he asked back with some puzzlement: "Is Casillas and the demon god of hell getting mixed up? Didn't you mean Dormammu?"

"It's not clear; but he has recently instigated a group of traitors from magical organizations in various places. We suspect that he has turned to a certain demon god and is trying his best to develop fanatics. We can't be sure that he only serves Dormammu." degree said.

The magical world on earth is respected by Karma Taj, but the magic inheritance is not limited to the Karma Taj family.There are also many large and small magical organizations that have been handed down from ancient times to the present.

"In this case, it is even more necessary for us to take a look at the DC district of London." Xiangqian asked with a smile, "If it is really Iker Casillas, what would you do?"

"If it's Casillas, he won't wait for us to find him, he must have already run away." Modu said angrily, "But if I really meet him, I will give him a punch in the nose first, Then dragged him back to Karma Taj by the neck."

Xiangqian said with a smile: "But, you can't beat him—it seems that you can't beat him all the time. Do you need my help then?"

"You should have taken on more responsibilities of Karma Taj." Modu said angrily, "Kama Taj's tradition of not getting involved in worldly affairs has been for thousands of years; the supreme mage taught you powerful magic, not for you to use it fighting in the world."

"I killed a hell lord, and supported a new hell lord who is kind to the earth." Xiang Qiang said calmly, "At the same time, I have destroyed multiple hells including Mephisto more than once." An attempt by the Maharaja of Hell to infiltrate the physical world."

Modu was at a loss for words again.

Slaying a hell lord is the most outstanding feat of Kama Taj in recent centuries; no one has ever done it except the ancient one.

In terms of strength and merit, this brother Modu seems to be overwhelmed by the playboy; the only thing he can maintain the advantage is the seniority brought by his age.

But what made Mo Du equally angry was that Xiangqian, the youngest disciple, seemed to receive special care from Teacher Gu Yi—just like parents always care more about younger children at home.