Chapter 195 Who is the Nine-Headed Snake?
Stark flipped through the information and soon saw something that interested him again. He muttered to himself the name on the information:
"The prophet - Charlotte Parker.
A survivor of the attack on Arkham Asylum. He was briefly controlled by the Purple Man and, according to investigations, has a certain connection with Spider-Man.
He successfully predicted Captain America's resurrection, Stark's disappearance, and the alien invasion of New York...
The prophecies that have not yet been confirmed include the advent of the god of thunder and the purple man saving all living beings...
The investigation showed that he claimed that he had the ability to sense danger, but this ability most likely also came from his foresight into the future.
It has something to do with the Lizard Man incident, the Shit Demon incident, the Fog incident, and the Black Heart Demon incident...
He used his abilities to escape these events unscathed.
Agent Smith's report stated:
Smith believes that the powerful ability of prediction is not truly powerful, but will only bring disaster and misfortune to Charlotte, making him surrounded by disasters forever.
......"
Attached below is Charlotte's detailed information.
And Charlotte... like a ghost, half-crouched silently behind Stark, looking at the text on the computer with Stark with an expressionless face.
The computer's fluorescent light shone on Charlotte's fat and arrogant face, and the shadow of his huge body enveloped Stark.
But Stark, who was overly concerned, noticed nothing. Only Ethan, who was not far away, was trembling.
The school exams are over, and Charlotte, who thinks in a collaborative way, seems to have a new brain.
He became interested in studying how to make his Hydra bigger and stronger and create greater glory.
Charlotte was of course very interested when she heard her name so suddenly.
Stark was unaware of Charlotte behind him and was rubbing his neat beard on his chin.
When he saw Charlotte's photo again, he did have an impression of Charlotte in his memory.
Recognizes Charlotte as the little bastard handing out flyers in front of Stark Tower, saying that his uncle will kill him.
Especially since Charlotte had slandered him in front of him at that time...
Now that he has finished reading the research materials, although it is a little hard to accept, Stark is basically sure that what Charlotte said is indeed true.
“ADHD… I have successfully shaken off the SHIELD agents and removed the tracking device from my body.
Now...how should we proceed with the transaction..."
Steve's voice came from the phone again. He moved quickly and in just a moment, all the SHIELD agents were shaken off by him.
Steve used his mobility to escape, and even cars couldn't catch up with his nimble steps.
But Stark believes that as an "old man" of World War II, he underestimated S.H.I.E.L.D.'s technology.
Stark believed that SHIELD was definitely not that simple and Steve must still be under their surveillance.
What Stark wants is to make the other party feel that he is in control, and then...
……
"What did you say! Rogers is missing?!" Nick's face was dark, his brows were twisted into a "川" shape, and he looked at his technicians in disbelief.
The technician wiped the sweat off his forehead and nodded:
“Although this is outrageous, it really happened now. The captain ran too fast, and by the time the agents reacted, it was too late.
Although we had informed the captain in advance that we could do it, we didn't expect the captain to be so flexible...
Moreover, halfway through the journey, all the tracking devices on the captain lost their effectiveness. What's even more outrageous is...
The Hammer system that our SHIELD purchased at great expense may have also been hacked...
There was no way to effectively track the captain. Even the phone he took away was encrypted twice...
The tracking result we got is that the captain is currently in the Pacific Ocean..."
Nick had a dark face and cursed these unreliable subordinates in his heart.
He doesn't have many technical talents, most of them are tactical agents.
The original plan was indeed to have Steve infiltrate Hydra to investigate, but the planned process was not that simple.
He had not expected that the fake Hydra could do this so easily. Now that he had lost contact with the captain, SHIELD had suddenly become blind and deaf in this investigation plan.
This is enough to prove that the other party's technical level is outstanding.
Then... the reason why the other party kidnapped Stark is worth pondering...
They probably want Stark's technology, or want Stark to work for them.
It's even possible that... the person who hacked into the SHIELD system was Stark...
The alarm bell in Nick's heart rang, his eyes narrowed slightly, his heart sank, and he quickly raised the danger level of this Hydra organization.
The whole person stood there, with a gloomy and uncertain expression on his face.
Things have come to this point, there is no other way, they can only wait for Steve to make the contact himself.
Under Stark's command, Steve fought a battle of wits and courage with the air for a long time.
While Stark was thinking about the tracking method used by SHIELD, he asked Steve to change his clothes and even snatched a cell phone.
Even so, Stark was still worried.
After all, Steve is a member of S.H.I.E.L.D., and there may still be tracking devices deliberately hidden on him. Letting him come here? That's really too dangerous.
"Let me talk to him?" Charlotte's voice sounded in Stark's ears, scaring the unprepared Stark, and then he handed his mobile phone to Charlotte without comment.
With his arms folded across his chest, he let Charlotte begin her performance.
Picking up the phone and placing one hand on Stark's shoulder, Charlotte greeted with a smile:
"Hi~Steve Rogers..."
Listening to the unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone, Steve frowned. Being ordered around by Stark for several hours made Steve angry.
"Can we release Tony Stark now?" Rogers asked.
"Of course~ Well... there's only one last step left...
Mr. Rogers, do you think we are Hydra?" Charlotte asked into the phone.
Steve paused, and shook his head as he recalled the Red Skull in his memory:
"Many people told me that Hydra has been destroyed by S.H.I.E.L.D..."
"Oh?" Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile:
"Yes, Destruction... You saw with your own eyes that the Red Skull was sucked into the Cosmic Cube and fell into another world in the Cube...
You have also seen with your own eyes that 70 years later, the world has developed peacefully, the Red Skull has not escaped from that world, and everything is harmonious and prosperous.
70 years have passed, and you can tell yourself that the Red Skull is dead, otherwise he would have returned long ago... right?
But... is the Red Skull really dead?"
"You...how do you know...how do you know all this? I, I have never told another person..."
Steve was stunned and stopped walking in the alley, looking at the phone in his hand in disbelief.
That's right, he briefly saw the shadow of another world in the light of the Cosmic Cube, and he saw with his own eyes how the Red Skull fell into it with despair on his face.
And Captain America Steve seemed to have fallen into another world.
In this world everyone told him that Red Skull was dead and Hydra was destroyed.
But there was always a thought in his mind - what if?
He originally thought that he was dead, but it turned out that he was not dead. He also originally thought that Red Skull was dead, but... there was always a voice in his heart telling him that Red Skull would definitely not die that easily!
So, as soon as he learned about the existence of this fake Red Skull and Hydra, he made up his mind to come and take a look.
To verify your own guesses.
"Steve, what you see now is what others want you to see, and what you hear is what others want you to hear...
You also have your own choices and judgments...
SHIELD, SHIELD...
Have you ever thought about the possibility that we are SHIELD and you are HYDRA?"
Steve's brain buzzed, and he immediately answered loudly:
"This is impossible!"
