One Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty-Six Chapters Fishing, Human Feelings, Tool People

The two walked over, Maggie looked at Scott's Ant-Man suit with a suspicious expression: "Don't tell me, you're wearing a cospy Iron Man, and they're made of iron."

Scott didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Just think I'm wearing it to make Xiaodoudou happy."

After a pause, he continued: "I... have a little trouble recently, and it's not convenient to make a phone call, so I can only sneak over."

Maggie's face changed, and she seemed to understand something. She covered her mouth with her hands and whispered, "My God, you didn't report to the parole officer, did you?"

The matter of abandoning bail and absconding is quite troublesome for those who want to live a serious life in the future.

She put her hand on her forehead again and took a deep breath: "I'll call Paxton in and let him find a way for you."

Scott rolled his eyes: the ghost has absconded! The ghost is looking for that guy!

Paxton is the husband of his ex-wife and a policeman.

It was his daughter's birthday last time, and his ex-husband almost quarreled with his current husband about seeing his daughter.

That's why he decided to steal it one last time.

Scott is not jealous of his ex-wife, nor does he blame Paxton's thoughts.

But on his daughter's birthday, he was driven out by the other party, but he was extremely upset.

He was depressed in his heart, but he could only hold Maggie and roughly explained his situation.

Maggie divorced him because he insisted on "robbing the rich to help the poor", which made him go to jail himself, which is quite sensitive to this issue.

After just listening to a few words, her eyes widened: "Are you kidding me? You just came out and want to go in for this matter?"

Scott quickly denied: "Impossible. I don't even have a criminal record on me now, and I am a good citizen."

Maggie nearly spit in his face.

Fortunately, she had never learned, let alone used this nirvana, just sneered all over her face and was so angry that she couldn't say it for a while.

Scott knew what his ex-wife was thinking at a glance, and quickly revealed important evidence: "If you don't believe me, let Paxton go to the police station to investigate my files tomorrow, and you'll know if what I said is true."

Maggie saw the look on his face,

Doubtful: "Are you serious?"

"Really." Scott said here, and then remembered another thing.

He reached out and took out a kraft paper bag from his backpack and handed it to Maggie: "Cathy's support."

Maggie's face was ugly again, and she had some bad guesses.

She took the kraft paper bag and looked at the unsealed side, her face turned completely black, and she threw it back: "Go away! This kind of dirty money Cathy doesn't need."

Scott caught it subconsciously and was at a loss: "This is the pay for my last job, what's not clean."

Maggie gritted her teeth: "Look at the clothes you're wearing, but you're still wearing a helmet that covers your face? You don't even bother to change the envelope for those brand-new 100-denomination bills?"

Scott looked at the bank logo on the kraft paper bag in his hand, suddenly realized, and handed it back: "The same sentence, you go to Paxton to check my bank statement, you know the account number. If you rob a bank, you can get it. Yes, then you will hand it over to him as stolen money and let him issue a warrant."

Maggie looked at Scott's calm expression, and finally shook: "You really didn't steal it?"

Scott smiled bitterly: "How could it be possible to rob the bank and give it to you?"

Maggie frowned, but pushed the kraft paper bag back: "If that's the case, you can take the money yourself and live your own life first. Cathy only needs this."

Scott was helpless, and threw the kraft paper bag containing $20,000 into the attic, turned around and left: "Cathy is my daughter, and I have the right to spend money for her."

After hesitating, Maggie chased after him: "Wait..."

When the two ran to Cathy's room and muttered, behind the gap in the curtains of another house diagonally opposite, a large camera was facing 840 Winter Street.

In the footage, Scott and Maggie are clearly arguing in a low voice.

At sunset, there was still some sunshine outside, but it was dark inside.

With the sound of pressing the number to dial the phone, a voice whispered: "Boss, Scott Lang has appeared, he is with his ex-wife."

After a while, Darren looked at Scott and Maggie on the phone, but he looked at the photo of his daughter Cathy not far away, and grinned: "Okay! Sure enough, he is a man! How dare you come out after blowing up my building. Reunion with ex-wife, family reunion!"

He said and walked not far away, and stood in a black and yellow battle uniform: "Scott, I want to see if I catch your old thing and die!"

At the same time, on the porch of 850 Winter Street, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a tablet laughed: Darren, don't let me down! Otherwise, how could Scott owe me a big favor!

This person is naturally Luke's first-level clone.

Scott came to San Francisco from a small island in the Pacific Ocean after he traded his points for a legitimate income from the boss.

Luke had already arranged a simulation prototype on No. 850 to prevent Darren from jumping off the wall.

He was also aware of Darren's subordinate who was monitoring Scott's ex-wife's house.

Of course, it is not Luke's good intentions to keep the famous name of Darren, just waiting for him to complete the final task of the tool man.

In fact, Darren's cell phone communication has been monitored, and his whereabouts and external contacts are completely transparent to Luke.

Now that the tool man has finally figured it out, the matter should be completely over.

...

More than ten minutes later, Scott was enjoying the "Paxton Barbecue" brought by his daughter from downstairs when he suddenly heard a small but clear voice in his ears: "Darren came to trouble you in his battle uniform, The Mercedes coming from the west is his."

Scott was stunned for a moment, then flashed to the window and looked left and right with his probe.

I saw a black Mercedes-Benz car coming at a normal speed.

He hesitated and put down the barbecue: "Xiaodoudou, I'll go to the bathroom first, and come back and continue eating."

As he said that, he walked out of the bedroom door in a few steps, his body shrank in an instant, and he got out of the next room.

A few flying ants outside the house just took off, caught him in mid-air, who jumped off the second floor, and flew towards the Mercedes.

Not that he was impulsive, but that he had seen Darren drive this black Mercedes.

Not to mention the battle uniform, it is always right to be prepared to take a look.

The flying ants quickly met the approaching Mercedes and threw him into the car.

Scott looked in from the front windshield, and a figure in a yellow and black battle suit fell into his eyes.

Scott's expression changed immediately.

Hope mentioned Darren's research results, and did mention that the battle suit was yellow and black.

Scott's heart is tight: No! Don't let Darren rush to Maggie and Cathy's house, or they'll be hurt.