[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

Right now, on the other side of the planet.

Tony opened his eyes suddenly, the pain in his chest made him barely able to breathe normally.

He lowered his head to look at his chest, where there was a blood-stained bandage wrapped around it, and several old wires with the skin torn out protruding from the bandage, and he didn't know where it was connected to.

He suddenly remembered what happened before he fainted. He was attacked by a gun and knocked to the ground by a bomb produced by Stark Industries. After waking up, he looked like this.

After looking at the surrounding environment, he suddenly remembered something, raised his arm, and looked at the position of the cuff.

The place where the amethyst cufflinks were originally worn is now empty.

"Damn it!" Tony couldn't help cursing.

"If I were you, I would lie down obediently now." Not far from him, an easy-going voice said.

Tony looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man wearing glasses sitting aside, looking at him quietly.

"Who are you?" Tony asked.

"My name is Yin Sen." The man stood up and walked to Tony's bedside. "Welcome to the lair of the terrorist organization, the great Tony Stark."

Emmanuel took a deep breath, and suppressed his frantically beating heart and anger, panic and helplessness.

He reached out his hand and took out a soft gray handkerchief from his pocket, and covered the broken glass on the ground, and said apologetically to the people around him, "Sorry..."

Then he turned his head and said to Steve who was stunned beside him, "Get someone to help clean up. I have something urgent to deal with, so don't follow me." Then he left the scene.

Steve stood up and wanted to follow, but found that Emanuel was surprisingly fast, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Emanuel walked quickly towards the outside of the venue, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Tony's number, but the other side heard a busy signal.

"Damn!" Emmanuel couldn't help but cursed out.

He suddenly thought of the last call he had with Tony a few hours ago, and the signal was suddenly cut off inexplicably. He only thought that the signal in Afghanistan was not good.

But looking back now, the sudden roar at that time was obviously very wrong, but he couldn't associate it with the attack.

If he could react earlier, he would have informed the military earlier...

Emanuel gritted his teeth, now is not the time to regret, he must seize all the time, trying to figure out what happened to Tony, and——whether there is a possibility of saving him.

Emmanuel has not experienced this feeling of panic, bewilderment, and ignorance of everything for many years.

"Stan...yes, Stan..." he hits the key point.In his opinion, Obadiastan is basically the mastermind behind the scenes, so Tony's attack in Afghanistan this time must be caused by this guy.

Stan is probably the last clue, he must try his best to restrain this guy and pry his mouth open!

Asking this guy in person is definitely not going to work.Emanuel originally wanted to slowly force Stan to reveal more falsehoods step by step through the press conference and publicizing the truth, find more conclusive evidence, and then accuse him, but obviously there is not so much time now.

He had to get this guy's criminal evidence as quickly as possible before he could have more capital to press him.

Immanuel, who quickly calmed down and cleared his mind, quickly took out the cell phone that Tony had given him, found Stan's address through the Stark Industries information database built into the cell phone, and then he quickly dialed Co. Fei's phone number:

"Quickly arrange a plane to Los Angeles and leave within half an hour. This matter will be kept secret."

"Yes, boss." Coffey recognized the urgency in Emmanuel's words, and responded without asking any further questions.

Emmanuel hung up the phone and walked to the parking lot at the same time.He opened the door of the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz, sat in, put the mobile phone aside, started the sports car, and quickly drove towards the nearest airport.

He glanced at the mobile phone that was put aside, with a complicated look on his face.

Unexpectedly, the extremely complicated mobile phone that Tony gave him before he left would come in handy so quickly.Instead, however, he hopes these features will never be used.

"I hope this trip won't be in vain..." Emmanuel held the steering wheel tightly, frowning.

the other side……

Tony sat in the dark cave, staring blankly at the car battery that maintained the electromagnet in his chest.

"If you don't promise them, they will kill you when they lose patience." Yin Sen sat aside and said with a sigh.

"..." Tony said nothing.

He suddenly remembered what Emanuel said to him, he should believe him, someone from Stark Industries is indeed smuggling arms, and the buyer is still such an anti-humanity.

It's hard to imagine how much this hit him.

The inventions he is proud of, the inventions he thinks can be used to protect mankind, are actually used to create war and death.

But he, as the culprit, lives in the best house, drinks the best red wine, wears the most expensive suits, and enjoys the red lights, green wine, and luxury in the bustling metropolis.

He never thought that his success was built on the bones of countless people.

"You can't die in this kind of place, think about your relatives." Yin Sen tried to persuade this single-minded genius inventor.

"..." Tony's first thought was still Emanuel.

Now that he saw the news of his disappearance, would he feel worried?

Of course he will, after all he likes himself so much that he made a marriage certificate out of pure gold.

Thinking of the marriage certificate that he kept in the bedside cabinet, Tony couldn't help but smile.

In order not to let this inconsistent little Aojiao become a widow, he also had to find a way to escape from here and return to his country alive.

Just as he was immersed in his memories, the dilapidated iron gate was suddenly opened roughly, and a group of gunmen entered.

The leader of the group chattered a lot, and Yin Sen translated: "He asked you if you have thought about it?"

Tony didn't even look at the gangsters who rushed in suddenly, and said after a while: "Give me back my cufflinks, or I won't agree."

Yin Sen was taken aback for a moment, but he still translated it truthfully.

The boss was also stunned for a moment, and then said a few words to his subordinates, who responded submissively, then ran out in a hurry, and ran in with two amethyst cufflinks after a while.

As soon as the boss saw the two cufflinks, he grabbed them and kicked the subordinate violently.

"This guy hid your cufflinks privately." Yin Sen explained to Tony in a low voice.

"Give it back to me..." Tony stood up and held out his hand.

"We'll give it to you after you finish making the weapon." Under Yin Sen's translation, the boss successfully communicated with Tony.

"If you don't give it back to me..." Tony said forcefully, "I won't make weapons for you."

It takes four and a half hours to fly from Washington, D.C. to Los Angeles, but this is only the speed of an ordinary airliner. The private jet of the Green Group has flown from the east coast of the United States to the west coast in less than three hours.

Because of the time difference, Emmanuel departed from Washington DC at around 07:30 in the evening, and it was still 07:30 in the evening when he arrived in Los Angeles.

As soon as he got off the plane, the dry air in California made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The person in charge of the Green Group branch waiting at the airport had already prepared the vehicle, and cautiously came up to the CEO of the Green Group who was suddenly airborne: "Thank you, Chairman, we have already arranged..."

"No need, give me the car." Emanuel interrupted the person in charge neatly, took the car keys from him, and was about to sit in the driver's seat, but found that it was a Rolls Les.

"..." Emanuel was speechless for a while, the car was too ostentatious, and it was not easy to drive, so he put the key back into the hands of the person in charge with a confused face, and asked, "Is there a sports car?"

"Yes, yes, I'll call someone to drive over for you right away." The person in charge said quickly, "Chairman, do you want a Maserati, a Lamborghini or a Bugatti Veyron?"

"I'm not here to participate in the supercar competition, just a low-key one." Emanuel said with a frown.

In less than 2 minutes, someone drove up a pure black Audi.Emanuel didn't have time to say anything more, he got into the car directly, put the phone aside, and said to the phone: "Navigation, go to Stan's house."

Then he glanced at the people of the Green Group standing outside the car, and said to their bewildered faces: "Thank you for your hard work, go get busy, don't follow me."

Several people nodded in unison: "Good chairman."

Emanuel was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he said, "Inform the management of the branch and gather for a meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Several people nodded in unison: "Good chairman."

Emmanuel also nodded and closed the car window.

"Navigation is activated." The artificial intelligence in the phone said in an electronically synthesized voice.

Emanuel's eyes darkened. Stan should still be in Washington, D.C. at this time. As long as he is a little more careful and uses the superpower he once disliked, he will definitely find something in his house.

Breaking and entering is illegal after all. This is indeed the riskiest method, but it is also the fastest effective.

He couldn't believe that he couldn't find any clues in Stan's house.

Two and 10 minutes later, Emmanuel found a mansion hidden behind a forest in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

It can only be said that it is the second largest shareholder of Stark Industries. This mansion reveals a wealthy temperament everywhere, including the surrounding gardens. The land area of ​​this mansion is conservatively estimated to be about [-] square meters.

"Siri, can you connect to Stan's security system?" Emanuel asked.

After a while, the artificial intelligence replied: "Mr. Green, are you calling me?"

"Yeah..." Emanuel said.

"Yes, if you need, I can crack their security system at any time."

The AI ​​says, "But, my name isn't Siri, my name is..."

"From now on, you will be called Siri." Emanuel has no time to care about what Tony gave this artificial intelligence before, and the most important thing for him is to say, "Hack their security system, and then help me find out A passage into their home that will not be detected."

"Okay, Mr. Green." Siri replied obediently, "The security system and monitoring system have been hacked. There is no one in Mr. Stan's house now. I have tampered with the monitoring program for you, and it will not capture you."

"No one?" Emmanuel frowned, his first reaction was whether this was a trap.

But after thinking about it, Stan is probably still immersed in the annoyance of failing to assassinate himself at this time, and it stands to reason that he would not think so quickly that he would go around and directly stab his lair.

Since it is not a trap, it means that this is a golden opportunity.

Emanuel parked the car behind a forest, took off the suit jacket that would make him inconvenient to move, loosened his tie, and walked to Stan's house alone.

"The smart door lock on the front door has been opened," Siri said.

"Okay..." Emanuel said, he put on his gloves, stretched out his hand and opened the door, looked at the dark mansion, took a deep breath, and walked in.

感谢在2020-01-2921:00:01-2020-01-3021:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

5 bottles of Tiantiantianyuan and Shirley;