"The technical analysis team found traces left by the attackers in the fence and groves. The wheel marks confirmed that the attackers succeeded and rode a motorcycle towards the Bronx."

"The surveillance has been modified and the assailant's face has not been photographed. Ballistic analysis cannot find the source of the gun."

"Team leader, this is all the information collected so far."

The man in black in the office was reporting the clues he found last night, when there was a knock on the door, everyone looked at Coulson.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Enter."

"Team leader, I've bought the things you want." Miller pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a basket of flowers in his hand.

"Well, I got it." Coulson put down the report, and said to the man in black: "I already know the situation, and then you will focus on Obaday, and let me know as soon as you have any news. The meeting is adjourned!"

After all, Coulson walked towards the door first, looked at his watch and told Miller who was guarding the door: "Go and call Karen and the others, and tell them to move faster, that lady doesn't like it." People who are late."

Time, 7 o'clock in the morning.

Stark Manor.

Pepper rides on a counterbalanced body followed by a small bucket truck.

The old-fashioned silver-white metal gate looks old and tacky, which doesn't match the style here at all.

That's it, Pepper stopped and took out a watering can from the cart, and sprayed a few drops of dark red on the ground.

puff puff!

Within a moment, the milky white liquid gradually turned red. When the mop was swept, the spot was clean, with no trace of blood anywhere.

Stopping and going, it took half an hour to finally clean up the traces on the road.

After returning to the villa and putting down his tools, Happy walked in from the outside sweating profusely and sat down on the chair.

He is in charge of inspecting devices in the forest.

The manor covers an area of ​​two kilometers...

It’s not good for the house to be too big.

Throwing a towel over, Pepper pointed at his waist and snickered, "Happy, Tony will be surprised to see you when he comes back."

Happy blinked blankly, what's wrong with me.His little heart was still beating, sweat was dripping out, and the black T-shirt was stuck to his body.

Pepper made various gestures with his hands, and Happy suddenly understood. He stood up confidently, no longer sweating, no longer breathing, and even raised his voice a few times when he spoke:

"Haha, I let you find out. I thought it was a surprise for you. The boss has been complaining about me being too fat. I don't look like a bodyguard at all."

"Now," he said, making a bicep move very coquettishly: "please call me Ha Schwarzenegger Pi."

Can you imagine a person with a chubby face, round hands, and a bulging stomach who thinks he is very strong?

So funny.

"Haha, Kukukuku."

Pepper covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound, her shoulders shaking.

Happy's hands froze in mid-air, it's over, my first life's fame is completely ruined, if the boss finds out, he will definitely laugh at me for a year.

At this moment, Happy wants to slap himself in the mouth, let you pretend, let you pretend, now he is overturned.

No, I have to hurry...Happy rolled his eyes: "Obadai seems to be awake, I'll get him something to eat, don't starve to death."

After speaking, he trotted away.

The back view is so desolate and lifeless.

"Hahahahaha!"

After they left, Pepper finally didn't have to hold it back any longer and laughed.

Next door: "Boom!"

"I'm fine, the shelf is down!"

"Hahaha, tears... tears made me laugh, when did Happy become so funny!" Pepper said while leaning on the wall.

It took a full two minutes for Pepper to recover, wiped away her tears, and asked, "Jarvis, what time is it now."

"7:40 in the morning, there are still 1 minutes before the FB20 appointment time, you have to speed up."

At this time, Harpy popped his head out of the corner and added: "Luck ordered last night not to disturb him before 10 o'clock, and you can just get rid of the FB1 group."

Pepper made an ok gesture: "Got it, I'm the best at this."

Last night, Obaday notified her on the phone that she was on leave, and the administrative order had not been formally issued. Strictly speaking, she is still the secretary of the chairman.

It was normal for law enforcement to come to her with questions.

I can only find her.

8 points.

Meeting room.

Pepper changed into business attire, and Happy also took off his T-shirt, black suit and leather shoes.

In front of him was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, facing the gate of the manor.

Zizi!

"Ms. Pepper, I am the FB1 senior agent who made the appointment with you, Rafe Hilton." Coulson put his ID under the camera and said gently.

"Come directly to the reception room, Agent Ralph Hilton." The camera clicked and a voice came.

The silver-white metal door shrinks to both sides to reveal the passage, and a black guide car is parked at the door.

The car started, and Coulson kept looking around. This was his first visit to this manor, and he had only seen it in reports before.

It's really big, the road leading to the villa alone is hundreds of meters long, and it's worthy of the surname Stark.

Where is the machine gun tower mentioned in the blueprint? Oh, that black pillar should be there. It's well hidden.Um?How is the soil on the ground new?

Coulson subconsciously turned his head to look to the other side, but unfortunately he had already arrived at the villa at this time, and he didn't see anything.

Forget it, let's get down to business first... Coulson trimmed his hair, trying to make himself look "kinder".

"Good morning, Ms. Pepper, I'm really bothering you this time. I came here to ask about Mr. Obadiah's recent situation." Colson asked politely, sitting upright.

There is a flower basket on the table.

Pepper sat across from her, her eyes were reddish, which was in line with the sudden blow.She choked up and said:

"Since Tony disappeared, fortunately Mr. Obadiah took over the group, so the company didn't have any problems. After all, I'm just a little secretary, you're right."

After speaking, he gave Colson a slightly sad look.

Colson smiled awkwardly and continued: "As far as I know, on the day Tony disappeared, he immediately took over the company. The whole process only took three hours. Isn't it a bit fast?"

"Of course, I'm just a bitter low-level employee. I don't know much about the operation of a large company like yours. I hope Ms. Pepper can help me clear up my doubts."

Regarding Obaday, there are actually very few things that can be asked. If Tony was attacked by him, it is obvious that he is an old fox. He does not think Pepper the "Vase" can reveal his true colors.

Asking this question is just paving the way for the next goal.

"I believe you have learned a lot about Tony's character through the newspapers. If Mr. Opadry hadn't been the vice chairman these years, Stark Group's stock would have been even worse than it is now."

The implication: Obaday, good man!

After asking a few more general questions and getting similar answers, Coulson knew it was impossible to get clues from Pepper.

He glanced around, leaned forward and said mysteriously: "I heard that Lark Stark woke up some time ago, is it true?"

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