Chapter 111 Mandarin is going to meet this rich man
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Li Yu Er
In the S.H.I.E.L.D. monitoring room, Nick and the others did not rest after returning to S.H.I.E.L.D., but continued to check the monitoring of the whole city in the monitoring room, looking for clues.
However, since no relevant clues were obtained within Pioneer Technology, their inquiry did not have a relevant direction at all, and it was more of an aimless search for a needle in a haystack.
For a while, not only the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. were tired, but even Nick and others gradually became less concerned.
In their view, continuing to search like this is simply a waste of time, and it is impossible to make any progress.
So the only way is to continue to lock Maya and try to find some clues from her.
Just when Nick was thinking about how to make Maya submit, a scream suddenly sounded in the monitoring room.
A staff member of S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly stood up from his position, pointed at a surveillance screen in shock and shouted: "Bureau, Chief! Look, is this Mr. Orleans!"
After saying that, Ni suddenly stood up from his seat, and walked quickly towards the staff. When he looked at the figure in the surveillance, a cry of surprise came out of Nick's mouth.
"how is this possible!"
They spent so much manpower and material resources searching the whole city for traces of Orleans, but there was no result.
Now Orleans jumped out on his own initiative, how strange things looked.
But he also knew that now was not the time to worry about these things.
After regaining his senses, Nick immediately ordered loudly: "Lock this position, and immediately arrange for people to pick up Mr. Orleans, quickly, quickly!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded and quickly started to act.
Nick even went to the scene with a large number of heavily armed members of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Twenty or ten minutes later, more than a dozen cars stopped in front of Orleans, and a large number of people quickly got out of the cars and guarded the surroundings to prevent possible emergencies.
Nick strode towards Orleans, and said respectfully, "Sir."
After finishing the words, Orleans showed a friendly and polite smile on his face, "You are Nick Fury, right? Thank you for your hard work. I have to let you make a trip in person at such a late hour."
"It's not hard, this is what I should do."
"It's just, sir, I heard that you were kidnapped, can I ask how you got rid of the kidnappers?"
Nick asked with a hint of doubt in his tone.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Orleans' identity, but how weird this matter looks.
The kidnappers paid such a high price to kidnap Orleans. Orleans should be in a cage now, and he shouldn't appear on the street alone.
And when he got off the car just now, he had already observed Orleans. Although his clothes were a little messy, his face was rosy and his spirit was stable.
From the beginning to the end, his face looked very calm, without the slightest sense of urgency, as if he was not worried that someone would catch him back.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the reaction that a person who escaped and ascended to heaven should have.
So although Orleans was successfully retrieved, Nick not only didn't feel that the matter was resolved, but even felt that the matter was getting weirder.
As for this question, Orleans already had an excuse in mind, so he said his excuse without any panic.
According to him, a superhero happened to meet a robber when he was fighting crime, so he happened to be saved.
Under his narration, this reason seems very reasonable, and there is nothing abrupt about it.
Nick nodded in agreement on the surface, but secretly still felt wrong.
Unfortunately, he didn't know where this strange feeling came from, so he could only temporarily give up thinking and brought him back to S.H.I.E.L.D.
With the successful return of Orleans, in just an hour, the news spread throughout the upper echelons of the United States.
Upon receiving this news, some people in the upper echelon of the United States were happy and some were worried, because not everyone was willing to see Orleans return successfully.
But no matter what they thought in their hearts, everyone on the face showed a relieved expression.
Orleans didn't stay too long at S.H.I.E.L.D., and took the helicopter arranged by S.H.I.E.L.D. that night and returned to Manhattan.
Although he disappeared for less than 24 hours, the impact was extremely profound, and a lot of things were waiting for him to deal with, so he didn't have time to linger too much.
Time passed, and soon, the sun rose again the next day.
In the morning news, Orleans stood in the studio, angrily denounced the terrorist armed forces, and expressed his determination to fight them to the end.
To most, this is just a daily political show.
But in a certain mysterious base, Orleans' behavior is a kind of provocation.
"Oh, interesting."
A thin, gloomy middle-aged man with long hair watched the morning news and said hoarsely.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it gave off an extraordinarily cold feeling.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room.
"Enter."
The man said hoarsely.
Immediately, the door was pushed open, and a burly bald man walked into the room. He had a scorpion tattooed on his shiny bald head, making him look extremely ferocious.
"Sir, look for me."
"Go and check, I want to know why he is here!"
As he spoke, the long-haired man pointed to Orleans on TV.
Upon seeing this, the bald man saluted immediately, "I see, my lord, I will investigate this matter clearly."
After speaking, the bald man turned around and walked out of the room.
Soon, as orders were issued, members of the Ten Rings Gang who had sneaked into the United States took action one after another.
Their method of detecting intelligence is very rough, kidnapping and threats, but it has to be said that this method is very effective.
In just a few hours, they had already found out the ins and outs of the matter.
After all, Maya is not the only one with such a huge pioneering technology. The guards and night staff also experienced what happened last night.
Although they didn't personally participate in it, they can infer the whole thing just based on the information they saw.
When the bald man got the news, he immediately fed back the news to the long-haired man.
Listening to the bald man's report, the long-haired man smiled silently, his white teeth gleaming coldly under the light.
Like a predator about to hunt, it showed an attacking posture.
"Tony Stark!"
"interesting."
"You sabotaged my good deeds again and again. I want to see how capable you are."
"Arrange it, I'm going to meet this rich man in Congress."
As soon as he said this, the bald man's expression was shocked, and his eyes were full of surprise.
How long has it been since the grown-up did it, ten years or twenty years?
Although the entire organization has been spreading rumors about the supernatural power of adults, few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.
Now, does he finally have this chance?
Thinking of this, the bald man excitedly licked the corner of his lips, "I'll arrange it now."
However, since no relevant clues were obtained within Pioneer Technology, their inquiry did not have a relevant direction at all, and it was more of an aimless search for a needle in a haystack.
For a while, not only the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. were tired, but even Nick and others gradually became less concerned.
In their view, continuing to search like this is simply a waste of time, and it is impossible to make any progress.
So the only way is to continue to lock Maya and try to find some clues from her.
Just when Nick was thinking about how to make Maya submit, a scream suddenly sounded in the monitoring room.
A staff member of S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly stood up from his position, pointed at a surveillance screen in shock and shouted: "Bureau, Chief! Look, is this Mr. Orleans!"
After saying that, Ni suddenly stood up from his seat, and walked quickly towards the staff. When he looked at the figure in the surveillance, a cry of surprise came out of Nick's mouth.
"how is this possible!"
They spent so much manpower and material resources searching the whole city for traces of Orleans, but there was no result.
Now Orleans jumped out on his own initiative, how strange things looked.
But he also knew that now was not the time to worry about these things.
After regaining his senses, Nick immediately ordered loudly: "Lock this position, and immediately arrange for people to pick up Mr. Orleans, quickly, quickly!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded and quickly started to act.
Nick even went to the scene with a large number of heavily armed members of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Twenty or ten minutes later, more than a dozen cars stopped in front of Orleans, and a large number of people quickly got out of the cars and guarded the surroundings to prevent possible emergencies.
Nick strode towards Orleans, and said respectfully, "Sir."
After finishing the words, Orleans showed a friendly and polite smile on his face, "You are Nick Fury, right? Thank you for your hard work. I have to let you make a trip in person at such a late hour."
"It's not hard, this is what I should do."
"It's just, sir, I heard that you were kidnapped, can I ask how you got rid of the kidnappers?"
Nick asked with a hint of doubt in his tone.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Orleans' identity, but how weird this matter looks.
The kidnappers paid such a high price to kidnap Orleans. Orleans should be in a cage now, and he shouldn't appear on the street alone.
And when he got off the car just now, he had already observed Orleans. Although his clothes were a little messy, his face was rosy and his spirit was stable.
From the beginning to the end, his face looked very calm, without the slightest sense of urgency, as if he was not worried that someone would catch him back.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the reaction that a person who escaped and ascended to heaven should have.
So although Orleans was successfully retrieved, Nick not only didn't feel that the matter was resolved, but even felt that the matter was getting weirder.
As for this question, Orleans already had an excuse in mind, so he said his excuse without any panic.
According to him, a superhero happened to meet a robber when he was fighting crime, so he happened to be saved.
Under his narration, this reason seems very reasonable, and there is nothing abrupt about it.
Nick nodded in agreement on the surface, but secretly still felt wrong.
Unfortunately, he didn't know where this strange feeling came from, so he could only temporarily give up thinking and brought him back to S.H.I.E.L.D.
With the successful return of Orleans, in just an hour, the news spread throughout the upper echelons of the United States.
Upon receiving this news, some people in the upper echelon of the United States were happy and some were worried, because not everyone was willing to see Orleans return successfully.
But no matter what they thought in their hearts, everyone on the face showed a relieved expression.
Orleans didn't stay too long at S.H.I.E.L.D., and took the helicopter arranged by S.H.I.E.L.D. that night and returned to Manhattan.
Although he disappeared for less than 24 hours, the impact was extremely profound, and a lot of things were waiting for him to deal with, so he didn't have time to linger too much.
Time passed, and soon, the sun rose again the next day.
In the morning news, Orleans stood in the studio, angrily denounced the terrorist armed forces, and expressed his determination to fight them to the end.
To most, this is just a daily political show.
But in a certain mysterious base, Orleans' behavior is a kind of provocation.
"Oh, interesting."
A thin, gloomy middle-aged man with long hair watched the morning news and said hoarsely.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it gave off an extraordinarily cold feeling.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room.
"Enter."
The man said hoarsely.
Immediately, the door was pushed open, and a burly bald man walked into the room. He had a scorpion tattooed on his shiny bald head, making him look extremely ferocious.
"Sir, look for me."
"Go and check, I want to know why he is here!"
As he spoke, the long-haired man pointed to Orleans on TV.
Upon seeing this, the bald man saluted immediately, "I see, my lord, I will investigate this matter clearly."
After speaking, the bald man turned around and walked out of the room.
Soon, as orders were issued, members of the Ten Rings Gang who had sneaked into the United States took action one after another.
Their method of detecting intelligence is very rough, kidnapping and threats, but it has to be said that this method is very effective.
In just a few hours, they had already found out the ins and outs of the matter.
After all, Maya is not the only one with such a huge pioneering technology. The guards and night staff also experienced what happened last night.
Although they didn't personally participate in it, they can infer the whole thing just based on the information they saw.
When the bald man got the news, he immediately fed back the news to the long-haired man.
Listening to the bald man's report, the long-haired man smiled silently, his white teeth gleaming coldly under the light.
Like a predator about to hunt, it showed an attacking posture.
"Tony Stark!"
"interesting."
"You sabotaged my good deeds again and again. I want to see how capable you are."
"Arrange it, I'm going to meet this rich man in Congress."
As soon as he said this, the bald man's expression was shocked, and his eyes were full of surprise.
How long has it been since the grown-up did it, ten years or twenty years?
Although the entire organization has been spreading rumors about the supernatural power of adults, few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.
Now, does he finally have this chance?
Thinking of this, the bald man excitedly licked the corner of his lips, "I'll arrange it now."
