Chapter 2710 Hollywood Rhapsody (Forty-Two)

Chapter 2684 Hollywood Rhapsody (Forty-two)

Schiller looked at the mess on the ground in silence.

Schiller in the high tower looked at Greed in silence.

"Why are you looking at me?" Greedy said unhappily, "I just said to let Pathological go up, how do I know which one will go up? And don't they usually hunt or something? Who knows he will go out?"

Everyone moved their eyes to Super-ego's face again, and Super-ego said, "Why are you looking at me? It's the self who is in charge of the elevator."

"You said to let Pathological go up." Self said, "I will let him go if I have the authority. Why do I have to choose who he is?"

"Don't shirk responsibility." Pride said, "The question now is what to do. I said that Pathological can't be allowed to go up in Marvel, and they can't accept it at all. Now, Stark will be stimulated to be bad?"

Greedy looked out again, looking at the lively fish on the ground, and said helplessly, "I just want to vent my anger. Now I've done it, so I'd better think about how to solve it."

"This is your territory, of course you have to find a way to solve it." Super-ego said mercilessly, "Hurry up and go back to work. If you are late for a while, it will be completely hopeless."

Greedy had no choice but to climb up with resignation.

Looking at so many messy corpses, Greedy felt that it was not a good idea to leave them there. He thought about it and piled up the corpses with gray mist. Now it looked like a complete red whale instead of many red fish.

Regardless of the complaints from Schillers in the tower, Greedy quickly cleaned up the crime scene and threw Stark, who had fainted, at the factory gate. Looking at Howard who rushed over, Schiller slowly made up his mind.

Stark was carried to the ambulance, and the police entered one after another. They rushed out shouting God and vomited at the door of the room. Howard wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped. He had to take Maria to the hospital.

Stark woke up, but soon fell asleep again. Howard looked sad. He walked out of the ward and closed the door. On the way to the smoking area, he saw a small figure.

The figure just stared at him. Howard couldn't help but slow down his pace. He was unconsciously attracted by the focused gray eyes.

"Who are you?" Howard walked over and squatted down, looking at the little boy and said, "Why are you here? Where are your parents?"

"You should know me." The little boy said, "I ran away that day, so you didn't see me."

Howard didn't know what he was talking about for a moment, but the little boy said, "My adoptive parents are Hamilton."

Howard understood, he looked at the little boy and said, "You don't go home so late? They will be worried."

"No, they won't, they are more worried about Tony Stark now."

Howard blinked in confusion, and suddenly his face froze. He was not a fool, so of course he thought of something.

"No need to guess, it's like this." The little boy said to him, "My adoptive parents invited Tony to visit my home. They knew which way he was going to go, and they also arranged the people who kidnapped Tony."

Howard suddenly pressed the little boy's shoulder and said, "Are you Schill? The child we wanted to adopt that day?"

"It's me." Schiller nodded and said, "Do you know why I didn't go with you?"

"Why?"

"Because you are a mortal." Schiller didn't care how shocking this statement was from a child. Anyway, even when he was a child, he was not an ignorant child, or it could be said that his current state is closer to his childhood.

Howard looked at him blankly, and Schiller said, "It's better to choose Hydra as your foster parents than to choose a dead person. Too many people want your life."

"Tell me what's going on." Howard looked into Schiller's eyes, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't put so much pressure on a child, so he said, "Don't be afraid, I will help you deal with the bad guys, you just need to tell me what's going on."

"No, you can't deal with them, you will die." Schiller tilted his head and looked at him and said, "Hamilton has done everything to climb up in Hydra. They cooperated with a man named Garrett in Hydra to kidnap Tony."

"They thought I didn't know anything and didn't take precautions at home. I heard all their plans and got the previous and They got the contact information of another group of Hydra that they were in contact with, and told that group of people about Garrett's plan through network communication. "

"Did you save Tony?"

"I was just saving myself." Schiller's tone was so calm that he didn't seem like a child. Howard also noticed this, but he didn't have time to dwell on it now. He heard Schiller continue to say to him: "My adoptive parents are two idiots. They didn't realize that Garrett would not let them live for too long. Anyway, they were going to kill them, so it didn't matter if they killed one more child."

"I came to you because although you are also doomed to die, at least you can save me now, and if you save me, I can also save you."

Howard stared into his eyes and thought it was too absurd, but Schiller soon showed him the evidence.

In fact, it didn't matter. They were all records of Hydra and Congress communications collected by Ultron on the Internet. Although the monitoring equipment was not so advanced in this era, clues could still be found.

"They didn't do anything to you now because you haven't shown enough value, but you know you will. You will develop more and more high-tech weapons, and even develop subversive technology. Now they just kidnapped Tony to test you. What about then?"

Howard's face became very bad. He knew his own business. The recent bionic robot technology has made Congress salivate. They sent lobbyists from all walks of life to find out the truth.

I thought about dealing with them, but I didn't expect Hydra to have wanted to do something to me a long time ago. If this goes on, the hypocritical mask of Congress will not last for a few days. Once there is a breakthrough in technology, they will definitely not stop until they get the core technology.

What should I do then? What can I do?

Howard found desperately that he had no way. He couldn't resist the joint attack of two such terrifying behemoths against him. He could only choose to join one of them.

But will there be a good result if he joins? Whether it is Hydra or Congress, they just want to squeeze their value. Once there is no value, their family of three will die.

Their fate came true two days later. The Hamiltons died, shot by two gunmen who broke into their home, and the house was burned down.

Howard hurried back to the manor and saw Schiller who was fiddling with the computer in Stark's room.

"Do you believe it now?" Schiller lowered his eyes and said, "Whether you resist or cooperate, you will not have a good ending."

Howard looked at him with some doubts and said, "Why do you know so much?"

"This is something that any normal person can think of." Schiller pointed to his brain and said, "Some people's brains develop in the direction of science and technology, while others develop in the direction of me."

"What direction are you in?"

"Of course it's struggle." Schiller said, "Whether you believe it or not, I can see through the thoughts of many people, which allows me to judge the path of development of events very well, and also allows me to fight for a way out of all the dead ends, just like now."

Howard did not ask further, because he knew that he was facing countless dead ends now, and he himself could not see where the way out was.

He took a deep breath, looked at Schiller and said, "I agreed to your request and brought you here to save your life. Then, as you said, you can also save me, and the key is to save Tony and Maria, right?"

"Of course, but you have to do what I say."

Howard saw the little boy in front of him put his hand back, but he didn't know where to take out something.

"What is this?" Howard looked at the thing handed to him. It looked like a very precise model with a wonderful structure, which could even be called fantasy.

"Oh, wait, how can this thing... I mean, it should not be a machine that can run... but... no, it can, this structure actually..."

Howard almost immediately fell into thinking, and the one Schiller handed him was the Ark reactor model that Schiller asked Stark for.

In the next few days, Howard was obsessed with studying this model. Although this model was made by Stark and has been restored as much as possible, the model is just a model, and there is still a certain gap between it and the actual Ark reactor structure.

But Bruce used this model to create the Ark Reactor, so Howard should be able to do it too.

A few days later, Schiller went to the laboratory and saw the unshaven Howard. He held the model and said with a sad face: "No, there is something I didn't catch. This thing alone can't be started. This is not reasonable at all..."

"I'm afraid you can't research it alone." Schiller said meaningfully.

"Impossible!" Howard roared: "Just give me a few more days, just..."

"Just give you a few more days, Tony and Maria will be in danger." Schiller said: "You are not a spy chief, and you are not as airtight as you think. You know that once the power of this thing is discovered by others, you may be able to research it. What do you think they will do?"

Howard swallowed his saliva, and a painful expression appeared on his face. He was obviously weighing the pros and cons. After a long time, he put down the model in his hand and said dejectedly: "I know my talent is still Not enough. If it was Tony, he would definitely be able to do it, but he is not in a good mental state now... Tell me, what do you want me to do? "

"First, Tony will be discharged soon. I don't want him to see me, so I want to stay somewhere else. The laboratory is good. Secondly, you need to find a research partner. I know someone. Do you want to meet him?"

Howard walked around the table and came to the computer where Schiller was. He saw a photo on the computer screen. The person in the photo was dressed completely different from ordinary Americans. There was a string of words written under the photo - "Anton Vanko, Soviet physicist".

It is more troublesome to fill in the pits recently. It takes twice as long, so the update will be late. Please forgive me.