[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

Since environmental degradation has attracted worldwide attention, the convening of each global new energy summit will become the focus of worldwide attention.

Scientists, politicians, environmentalists and representatives of other circles from different countries and nationalities will come to participate and conduct cutting-edge energy scientific research and development exchanges at the summit.

Regardless of whether these invited people are really enthusiastic about the development of new energy, or simply to add a glorious record to their resumes, or to make friends with more upper-class people at the summit, they After all, it is a rush to this global event.

Therefore, the scale of the Global New Energy Summit is expanding every year.This year's event was held in Washington, D.C., and the number of people who came to participate reached nearly [-].

Of course, because of the large number of participants, and even many people with aloof social status, the vigilance is also extremely strict.

Any guest who wants to enter the venue must show the electronic card attached to the invitation letter, go through the security check after scanning and identity comparison, and enter the venue after confirming that he is not carrying any dangerous items.

However, sometimes they accommodate special circumstances.

Half an hour before the summit.

Stan sat in the car and connected the phone.

"How's it going?" Stan asked.

"You really gave me an impossible task." The person opposite said, "The security check at this summit is very strict, and it is almost impossible to enter the venue with weapons without permission.

And according to the information provided by my informant, the organizer of this summit has taken special protection measures for Emmanuel Green, allowing him to bring bodyguards into the venue. Everyone in one line must be clear: if you don't know whether the enemy has weapons, it means that the enemy is carrying weapons. "

"Don't tell me there's nothing you can do," Stan said, "or do you want a temporary increase?"

"We have only the last way to go now." The electrocution killer said, "Indiscriminate suicide attack."

"..." Stan's pupils shrank slightly.

"Our people have been at the venue for two full days and two nights. So far, we have found two passages that can bypass the security check and enter the venue, the sewer and the ventilation duct, but neither of these two routes can escape all surveillance."

The person on the opposite side said, "We can only take action by taking advantage of the time difference between being detected by monitoring, when the information is communicated, and when the on-site security guards take action, which is estimated to be less than 3 minutes.

I will send two people to enter through the ventilation duct and the sewer respectively. They will carry miniature bombs on their bodies. The killing range is three meters in diameter. No survivors will survive within three meters, and it will be affected beyond three meters.

That's the only way we can think of that guarantees a successful kill on Emmanuel Green. "

"If you did, it would be classified as a terrorist attack," Stein said.

"As long as you have the money in place, everything will be easy." The person opposite smiled, "Anyway, the person who went in to deliver the bomb will die inside, there is no proof of death, and no one will find out about us.

Maybe another meddling terrorist organization will claim responsibility for this, after all they love to create scares, don't they? "

"Are you sure your men are willing to die?" Stan asked.

"It depends on whether you have enough money, boss. They are willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for a worry-free life for the rest of their lives." The person opposite said.

"Okay, just follow your plan," Stan said.

Emanuel sat in the back seat of his silver-gray Mercedes, holding up his cell phone and talking to another man.

"Has it been arranged?" Emanuel asked.

"Of course..." said the other person, "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Even if you don't have confidence in me, you should have confidence in your FBI agents." Emanuel said with a smile.

"Hahaha, it makes sense." The other person also laughed, and then said with some concern, "But are you really going to attend the summit in person tonight? According to what you said, obviously you don't have to come to the scene, you Are you sure you want to risk yourself?"

"I believe there will be no problems with your protection measures." Emanuel glanced at Steve Rogers sitting beside him.

The corner of the mouth curled up, "Also, I really want to see those new energy technologies at the venue, it's an eye-opener."

He suddenly saw a car parked on the side of the road through the windshield, the license plate number looked familiar.

He quickly searched the license plate number in his mind, and quickly remembered whose car it was.

"Grace, let's talk later when we meet." After speaking, he hung up the phone and said to Kofi who was driving: "Kofei, stop when you pass the white sports car in front of you."

"Good boss," Coffey said.

The silver-gray Mercedes quickly drove to the side of the white sports car. Emanuel lowered the window and looked to the other side of the window.

The owner of the white sports car apparently also noticed him, and lowered the window at the same time as him.

"Ah, Mr. Stein, what a coincidence." Emmanuel gave him a friendly smile after seeing the face behind the car window.

"Mr. Green, good evening." Stan obviously didn't expect Emmanuel to appear in front of him suddenly, but he is also a character like an old fox, so naturally he won't show any expressions that shouldn't be shown because of this little accident. Say something that shouldn't be said.

"It seems that you are also here to participate in tonight's summit?" Emanuel said knowingly, "I am looking forward to Stark Industries bringing us some high-tech energy technologies at this summit, so that we can open our eyes. .”

"Hahaha, of course Stark Industries will do its best and won't let you down."

Stan said with a smile, without appearing too arrogant, but also fully demonstrated the confidence of the world's top technology groups.

"It's a pity that Tony didn't come," Emanuel said. "It's a pity that he is absent."

"Yeah, Tony is busy with work and went on a business trip to Afghanistan." The smile on Stan's face did not diminish, "But he should be back in the next few days, I know you are very good friends, and you will meet again soon meet."

Emmanuel smiled: "Then, see you at the venue, Mr. Stein."

"Goodbye..." Stan said, watching Emanuel's silver-gray sports car go away, leaning back on the seat slowly, hiding his face in the shadows.

——Yeah, see you soon in heaven.

Emanuel closed the window, tapping his fingers slowly on his knees.

Obadiastan...

In Emanuel's never-ending investigation of Stark Industries, he has always remained suspicious of this person.

After all, at present, only Tony has been attacked in Stark Industries. If Tony dies, then Stan is the biggest beneficiary.

Tony has no descendants, and Stan will directly become the next owner of Stark Industries.

Moreover, based on the understanding of Stan after Emanuel and Stark Industries started to cooperate, this guy is different from Tony. He is an out-and-out businessman.

However, whether it is him or not depends on tonight's summit.

after an hour.

Bill Baldwin stuck a small C4 bomb in the device on his chest, put on a black coat, wrapped his whole body tightly, and then walked out from the shadows, looking at the entrance of the ventilation duct. Take a breath.

Tonight will be the last vote he will do. This task is not difficult, but it is not easy. He just needs to climb in through the ventilation duct, and then find the correct location according to the instructions in the communicator, and then detonate Chest bomb, you can get paid 1000 million US dollars.

As long as he used his little life that would be lost in a certain mission at some point, he could exchange 1000 million dollars for his family. Bill felt that it was a bloody profit.

What's more, his life was used to replace Emmanuel Green's life.

Who is Emmanuel Green?That is the best among the small group of people standing at the top of the pyramid, the lucky one who was born with a golden key in his mouth, the billionaire who spends tens of millions of dollars to buy a necklace that is useless.

In normal times, he doesn't even have the qualifications to look up to him.But at this moment, he had the opportunity to drag him to hell with him.

He crawled very carefully and slowly along the ventilation duct, trying not to make any extra noise, and listened carefully to the voice of instructions coming from the communicator.

"Turn left ahead, there is a working ventilation fan next to that position, be careful not to be caught." The person who showed him the way remotely in the communicator said.

Bill followed the instructions and continued walking.

I don't know how long he crawled in the dark and narrow ventilation duct. Bill finally saw the light. He put the miniature flashlight in his mouth, stretched out his hand and removed the protective fence at the end of the ventilation duct, like a dexterous cat. He jumped from a high place and landed lightly on the ground.

"You should be in the corridor of the logistics passage now, next to the boiler room and the power distribution room."

The voice in the communicator continued to command, "Go to the right, you are now on the fifth floor, open the window at the second window you met, jump directly to the balcony on the fourth floor, avoid the indoor camera, Be careful not to fall."

Bill did as he did, years of exercise making jumping out of windows easy for him.

"Now you should be on the balcony of the living room. The summit has already started. At this moment, there is no one in the living room and there are no guards. You just open the French door and go directly into the venue. Do you still remember Emmanuel? What does Algreen look like?"

"Um……"

Bill threw the tight-fitting black jacket that was convenient for camouflage and movement on the balcony floor, revealing the casual clothes he was wearing inside, and then reached out and pushed the glass door into the living room.

The door wasn't locked, and he pushed it open easily.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the door of the living room was suddenly kicked open violently. Before he could react, a group of heavily armed special police officers with riot shields rushed in and surrounded him tightly. A small red dot of infrared rays landed on his body.

"Hands up!!"

The assailant was stunned by the sudden change, and he subconsciously raised his hand.

Even though he was carrying a bomb, he didn't dare to act rashly at this time, because he knew very well in his heart that this operation had failed, at least he had already failed here.

But why?How the hell do they know?

the other side……

Emmanuel stood in the venue, holding a glass of red wine, listening to the people on the stage talking about him, and listening to the mobile phone.

"I just got the news that everyone has been arrested." Agent Grace said on the other end of the phone, "It's really a suicide attack with you. Fortunately, we discovered it early."

"That's good..." Emanuel said quite casually, he looked at the seat of Stark Industries, and carefully and quickly explained what He Xun said.

"How do you know?" Steve, who was sitting next to him, asked curiously.

"What?" Emmanuel was absent-minded, unable to catch what Steve was saying.

"How do you know they will definitely use this extreme attack method?"

"Oh... because they have no choice." Emanuel replied bluntly, "The person who wants to kill me has been cornered by me, and he has to do it tonight. It’s also difficult to kill me accurately in the crowd, so that’s the only way to do it.”

"Then why not catch them before they get into the vents and sewers?" Steve asked.

The Mr. Green in front of him has repeatedly emphasized that he must wait for the killer to pass through the pipeline before doing anything. This actually increases the difficulty of the task for the FBI and also creates greater risks.

"Because..." Emanuel's eyes drifted to Stark Industries again, "I want to know who is behind this matter."

If the man behind the scenes was really among the top executives of Stark Industries, he would have known in advance that there would be an attack that caused heavy casualties at the summit.

In order to avoid being affected by indiscriminate attacks - he will definitely leave early.

It only takes a few minutes to leave early, and this time difference determines that it is impossible for Emanuel to catch the killers before they enter the pipeline.

Since it is to lure the snake out of the hole, the bait cannot be removed before the snake pokes its head out.

However, Steve, who didn't know much about this matter, couldn't quite understand the meaning of Emanuel's words. The box art incident didn't cause any serious consequences, and there wouldn't be any problems if he was here to protect him. He didn't continue to ask any more questions.

Emanuel looked away from the Stark Industries seat.

Stark Industries sent nineteen people to attend the summit, and now there are only eighteen people left, and one of them left 15 minutes early.

—Obadiastan.

The suspicion in Emmanuel's heart was finally confirmed at this moment, and he was connected in every way.

It's just that there is one thing missing now, and that is decisive evidence.But now that there is an investigation direction, it will be a matter of time to find evidence.It's time to start preparing for the next move.

Suddenly, Emmanuel's cell phone vibrated.

His private number rarely has work news, even if there are text messages or push messages.

Basically, they are all related to his private life, and people in his circle know that he is busy with work, and rarely come to him on important occasions like the summit—except for Tony Stark.

Emmanuel naturally thought that Tony had finally recovered the signal and came to harass him again, so he couldn't help but smile helplessly, and glanced at the content displayed on the lit screen.

The moment he saw the specific content, the smile on the corner of Emmanuel's mouth froze, and he froze for a moment, the wine glass in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a very crisp sound of glass shattering.

The originally noisy surrounding suddenly quieted down, and subconsciously looked towards Emmanuel.

So they saw that Mr. Green, who was talking and laughing just now, turned pale and stared at his mobile phone screen motionlessly.

What is displayed on the screen of the mobile phone is the title of the latest news feed:

"Tony Stark was attacked in Afghanistan, whereabouts are unknown"

感谢在2020-01-2821:00:01-2020-01-2921:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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