[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

When the clock strikes 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Christmas has come, the fireworks are brilliant, and the house is filled with joy and laughter.The citizens immersed in the festive atmosphere did not notice anything unusual.

Behind the joy, Washington is under martial law in the middle of the night.How many phones are ringing, police sirens are blowing on the street, vehicles are coming and going in front of the White House, newspaper reporters with a keen sense of smell have already anticipated that something big will happen.

Time is running out, the White House, and the cabinet have held an unknown number of meetings. The FBI, CIA, IMF, Avengers and other National Security Council systems, as long as they are available, are called to the scene by emergency calls from the White House.

Other cabinet ministers in the White House were closely guarded by secret service soldiers.

At the cabinet table, the secretary of commerce and the secretary of the interior whispered and frowned, and the female secretary of the department of homeland security was throwing a tantrum at the secretary of defense's Nick Fury.

"I warn you, Nick Fury! The president, the vice president, and all the cabinet ministers are waiting here, not for you to dismiss the situation as unclear. I have worked so hard to keep S.H.I.E.L.D. How much money have you allocated, what else can you do besides causing trouble." The female minister ordered with a serious face, "3 hours, I don't care what method you use, you must hand in the report yourself before 3 o'clock."

Before disconnecting the phone, the minister suddenly said meaningfully: "Your backer has fallen, if you still want to keep the Avengers..."

Needless to say the following words, Fury already understood the unfinished meaning of the boss, and opened the computer in the hands of the Minister of Defense: "Coulson, contact Stark, we need support."

FBI agents were wandering around the body of the Minister of Finance. The crying lover who was frightened by the dead was interrogated closely by the agents, but there was no useful news. The forensic doctor over the video was busy testing the toxins in the body of the deceased.

Ms. Secretary of State was shot in the chest. The bullet has been checked by CIA professionals. It has no trajectory and cannot be traced at all.Several departments exchanged information. Natasha next to Nick Fury was surprised when she heard the bullet inspection results, and muttered to herself: "Made in the former Soviet Union."

Of the four attacked officers, the only surviving Minister of Justice was lying unconscious in the senior VIP ward of the Umbrella Hospital.Inside and outside the ward, a lot of protection personnel were surrounded openly and secretly.

Tony Stark walked into the encirclement surrounded by Union agents with a displeased face: "Is the end of the world? Fury, you have to call me at this time."

Fury, who was used to being sprayed, ignored his attack spells: "Look at this computer, the general... has been facing it. We recovered some irrelevant files, and the key files have been constantly encrypted, and the passwords are constantly changing. You can change it, you have the experience from last time, you can try it.”

Tony took the computer in a daze: "Don't say you can't even crack this?"

"No, just to be on the safe side." Agent Hill explained.

Tony flicked his fingers and quickly decoded, while inquiring: "By the way, shouldn't the FBI be involved in this kind of murder? When did your business scope cross over to criminal cases?"

Coulson and Hill, who were closest, were a little embarrassed. Can they say that the boss snatched it from someone else?

Tony, who didn't get an answer, didn't care. After connecting with Jarvis, the speed doubled, and finally locked the program that kept changing the password. Then, under Fury's gaze, he stopped: "I have a bad feeling, this I think I've seen this lock before, are you sure we want to open it?"

"Of course." Fury replied firmly.

"Sure, you are the boss and you decide."

With the unlocking of the password, a letter from an unknown source appeared in front of everyone. Tony wanted to check the security of the mail, so Fury, who couldn't wait, turned to the computer and opened the mail.

But unfortunately, what came into view was a mess of characters.Fury was eager to restore the letter. As soon as he put his hands on the keyboard, the garbled characters on the screen began to be combined automatically. Before the combination was successful, the computer screen went black. get bigger.

"You are all going to die down here."

Fury: "What does that mean? Shit."

Tony said coolly beside him: "Language."

"Wait, what's that?" Hill pointed to the red page on the screen to interrupt the sparks of the two bosses.

"You must pay the ransom within three days, and the "ransom" will be doubled after three days, and all computer data that does not pay the ransom within seven days will be deleted." Coulson leaned over and carefully read the above text.

"Blackmailvirus, wow...disconnect from the Internet!" Tony hurriedly turned over the computer to disconnect from the Internet.

"Sir, it's too late. The virus has already spread, and it has begun to intrude from the networked servers of the Ministry of Defense. Eh... sir, I have to go offline. I haven't finished loading the special patch for this virus. It is not suitable for the time being." Network communication. Enioyyourself, sir."

Fury: "..."

The agents of the Avengers Alliance didn't want to sprinkle salt on their boss's heart, and their eyes wandered around without realizing it.

Tony Stark no longer had such worries, and with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he told the bewildered Fury: "Congratulations, the winner who insists on going your own way, I hope you can explain the reasons correctly and strictly when you report in front of the president. ——Tony Stark once seriously asked Shangfeng for your instructions. So, this matter has nothing to do with me. Well, I don’t need me here anymore, I have to go back and patch my Jarvis Bye, everyone."

The Avengers found nothing here, and the FBI on the other side was helpless. Several forensic doctors said helplessly that they had never heard of this kind of poison. The CIA also revealed that this former Soviet bullet is almost extinct. At present, only a few mercenaries in the world are still using this kind of poison. Bullets, but as far as they know, these people have not been to the United States recently.

The investigation stalled for a while.

The Minister of Justice of the hospital was still sleeping. He was heavily stabbed several times, and the serious one was only a few millimeters away from the heart. The attending doctor emphasized that it was fortunate that it was delivered in time, otherwise he would have died of excessive blood loss if it was not a heart problem.

The helpless people in charge had no choice but to bite the bullet and report upwards: the surveillance video was completely black, there were no witnesses, and the detailed cause of death is yet to be investigated.

The president sat at the top with a blank expression. These four ministers were all his direct subordinates. The entire army was wiped out in one night, so he couldn't help but think about it.

Next to him is the first vice president, and the following cabinet ministers are also one of the members who meet the requirements of the US president's succession sequence. Are they all eyeing his chance of re-election?

The angry president flew into a rage. Today, the ministers died unexpectedly, so tomorrow it will be his turn to be the president.Order them to find out the truth and find the murderer within 3 days.

After losing his temper, the president was silent, but the White House office could not ignore the following people, and announced that four deputy ministers would temporarily replace several ministers.With such a big movement tonight, the media must not be able to hide it. People's reactions and international competitions must be carefully considered.

The White House was constantly discussing and researching throughout the night. In London, which was five hours earlier than Washington, Christine had already greeted the sunrise in the morning.

Several young people were kicked out of the room by the disgusted Lafayette. Christine and Rumlow chose to have a beautiful date at the cinema.Before parting, Mycroft stopped Christine and motioned to the pocket slightly. Christine nodded with a smile, indicating that she had unblocked her phone in the morning.

Christine, who was bombarded by the phone notification sound early in the morning, felt guilty and pulled Rumlow away. Holmes squinted his eyes, took out his phone, ignored the huge missed notifications and N messages on it, and opened the He got into the little black car beside him.

Sherlock, who was left where no one cares about him: "...wouldn't your conscience ache?"

The news was not concealed until the next morning. Dedicated journalists and media outlets worked overtime overnight. Fresh online news had already hit the headlines. The accidental death of four powerful ministers in the United States hit the news all over the world.

Those who committed suicide, were poisoned, were shot, and nearly died from being stabbed several times, each person was arranged to die in a different way, which is an eye-opener.

Netizens all turned into FBI, and their brains were wide open.Keen people have already noticed the tension in the international situation triggered by this incident. The first term of the US president has expired, and whether he can continue to be re-elected is uncertain under this situation.

Other countries are fishing in troubled waters, wishing to make the water even more muddy and hinder the progress of Big Brother, which also speeds up the investigation of several departments.

Christine, who was notified by the assistant to Jack's office, brushed her hair clearly, and the researcher who just came out of the laboratory sat naturally on the sofa in the general manager's office in a white coat and listened to the FBI's request: "Of course, this is my It should be done, but please allow me to change clothes."

Although the FBI is in a hurry, it does not dare to offend their only savior.

Changing into a new white coat, and sitting in the FBI SUV with her handy tools, Christine thought blankly, two days is enough time for the virus from the defense department to spread to other places .

The water has become more and more muddy. Some countries have sensed the force behind them and are ready to stop. However, it is easier to ask God to give up, and she still needs them to take the blame.

Click on the car glass next to it, it's time to move on to the next goal.

Mr. President, are you ready?

The author has something to say: Keke, there will definitely be a second watch, so go to bed first.Guilty! ! !Too busy today.