Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Chapter 332

There are dense port facilities on the east coast of the United States, most of which were built in the era of American industrial prosperity from the end of the nineteenth century to the first half of the twentieth century.

Today, many small ports have long since declined.Abandoned port facilities became a gathering place for the homeless and even criminals. The port found by "Thunderbird" falls into this category.

The roaring Iron Man armor frightened the groups of drug addicts and suppliers of "washing powder" and "grass leaves" and dispersed in an instant.

These marginalized people at the bottom of society have enough wisdom to survive.Although they know that the richest man in the world won't go to war to catch a few drug dealers, they understand better that if Iron Man is dispatched, something big must have happened in the port; those who come to this kind of time are either journalists who are afraid of chaos , or is a fool with a lack of strings in his brain.

Iron Man flying in the sky completely ignored the group of scattered people on the ground. He flew over the port and immediately made a blanket infrared scan of the entire port.

Idle buildings and abandoned containers have all been used by certain groups of people.In the displayed thermal image, people in twos and threes were scattered in more than a dozen places.

"Leaf smokers, drug addicts, prostitutes, and what appears to be a smuggler's warehouse. Nothing but a possible 'Winter Soldier' ​​target."

Artificial intelligence quickly analyzed the human behavior patterns shown by thermal imaging, but failed to find the only target of this trip.

"Ask that Mr. Indian detective, is his detection result wrong?" Tony said to Qiangqian on the communication channel.

The one on the other end rolled his eyes forward, ignored Tony's question, but asked back: "Didn't you agree to act together, why did you put on the armor halfway and fly away early? Do you know that when you take off, the tail flame of the armor will blow you away?" The seat upholstery is burnt."

"How do I remember, you are driving my car now." Tony said that he was not short of a leather pad.

"That's right, I'm the one driving now; so I'm enduring the smell of burnt leather now." Leaning forward at the passenger seat, he looked at the charred black on the seat cushion, feeling extremely disgusted.

"I remember it was a convertible, can't you just drive faster to get rid of the smell?"

"You couldn't just sit in the car and go with us honestly before? How about now, aren't you waiting for us to go there?"

Tony was very annoyed: "You are underestimating brother Tony! I suggest that you better drive faster. If I find out the clues first, I will do it myself. I won't wait for you here."

Back forward: "Hehe!"

This kind of cargo port, which is basically in an abandoned state, lacks modern monitoring facilities on the one hand, and is mixed with fish and dragons on the other; homeless people and criminals of all kinds come and go, and the number of people entering and leaving the port every day ranges from dozens to hundreds.

If you want to investigate a case or find someone in this kind of place, you can only use the old stupid method-ask.But with Tony Stark's personality and communication skills, how likely is it to succeed in communicating normally with a group of strange and marginal people at the bottom of society?

In short, when Qianqian drove the car into the port, he happened to see a group of sloppy men and women surrounded by Mark's armor, yelling and exhaling.

From a long distance, one can hear how harshly these gangsters are scolding others.

Looking forward at the motionless Mark armor in the crowd, he shouted: "Hey! Are you in there?"

Tony's dull voice came from Mark's armor: "Of course, what do you want to say?"

"I would say that this is the time you should take the right action."

"What right action?" Tony asked again.The group of people who were swearing also stopped one after another, staring unkindly at the guy who suddenly broke in to disrupt the situation.

"For example, you could have the loudest one have a comminuted fracture; trust me, that's the best way to communicate for their understanding."

Xiangqian's words were provocative in person, and the leaders in the crowd couldn't help but make a long speech beginning with "Fack"; at this time, Tony seemed to understand it, and raised his hand to bombard the palm of his hand. Flew off the tin bucket by the roadside.

Amidst the loud roar, Mark's armor finally revealed the majesty of the world's richest man: "Get out of here!"

The commentary to this sentence is that the tin bucket flew dozens of yards, fell to pieces and exploded.

A group of people suddenly fell silent.Their mentality is actually similar to that of those who have escaped on the periphery of the port. Those who can survive on the edge of the bottom know when to admit defeat, and also know what kind of response to what kind of people they should face.

For example, at this moment, in a farther corner, someone picked up their mobile phone and wanted to record the scene of "Iron Man bullying the weak"; but as soon as the record button was pressed, the screen of the mobile phone went black.

After all the surrounding people dispersed, Tony opened his armor and walked out with a depressed face.

"How does it feel? I guess, the swear words you have heard in the past half your life are not as explosive as the ones you heard in the past 15 minutes." Leaning forward on the car door, he asked deliberately jokingly.

"NO, I've seen more violent attitudes in the caves in Afghanistan, but most of the time I can't understand." Tony loses as much as he loses.

"How did you provoke them? From my experience, this group of people will usually take the initiative to avoid people they can't afford."

Speaking of this, Tony was a little more dissatisfied in depression; he said: "I just want to ask someone about the 'Winter Soldier'."

"And then? How did you ask?"

"I said to them, if anyone can tell me about a man with a metal prosthetic left hand, I'll give him a hundred thousand dollars..."

"Okay, you don't need to talk about it, I can guess the rest." Xiangqian said with a playful smile, "After you said those words, a group of people came up and gave you a lot of temporary Made-up news; because you're not going to pay for fake news, so there's a fight."

"Arguing? What you said is an understatement."

Qianqian sneered: "Understated? You know, the main reason for the understatement is that you were still wearing Mark armor at the time. If you were replaced by an unarmed guy, I can only go to the seabed outside the pier to find his body."

"Then what should we do now? I searched, and there are eleven disabled people in the port, six of whom have prosthetics; but only one left hand is broken, and it doesn't have a prosthetic, and it's a black man. So, 'Winter Day Warrior' is not here."

Spreading his hands forward: "Then we can only continue to trouble our Mr. Detective."

While talking, John "Thunderbird" got off the back seat; he ignored the bickering of the two playboys, looked around, and went straight to a row of prefabricated houses near the pier.

It is the row of houses closest to the wharf. It was supposed to be a place for daily work and rest for dock workers and management personnel; after being abandoned, this kind of non-permanent buildings were damaged the fastest, and many components were destroyed by homeless people. It was disassembled and used for other purposes, which can be described as leaking from all sides and riddled with holes.

Even homeless people and gangsters don't want to stay in this kind of crumbling house; after all, permanent structures like warehouses are relatively well preserved, and even converted shipping containers are more habitable.

John pushed the door and entered one of the worst board rooms.

"That person has been here for a while, not for a long time, and he hasn't left for a long time." John glanced into the room, and made a judgment without even using superpowers.

Qianqian also looked into the room, the inside was empty, only a tin bucket and a corroded and rusted chair.There were new marks on the chairs and on the floor.

"Someone walked around the room and sat on the chair." Qiangqian also came to the same conclusion, "There are quite a few traces left here, can we still find him?"

John walked to the door, and there were two sets of footprints, one in and one out, with the same size and the same spacing, indicating that they were left by the same person; and they were a strong man.

"The traces here are the clearest." John squatted down and pressed his hands on the footprints.

After a while, he stood up again.

"Found it?" Tony asked eagerly.

"He's back in town; I can sense he's being wary and he's hiding in a residential area now," John said.

Glancing forward at Tony, seeing the uncontrollable impulse in the other's eyes, he immediately stopped: "This time you must go with us, don't make any trouble again; you know, threatening a group of addicts is the same as threatening a group of addicts." Residential residents are fundamentally different."

"I'm wearing Mark armor..." Tony said that he was no longer used to riding slowly in a car.

Xiangqian showed a firm attitude of "never compromise", and said: When necessary, it is also possible to "carry a donkey without riding it".

"You can put it in the backseat like we did when we set off, or if you really can't bear to get too far away from it, you can sit in the backseat-if John doesn't mind the charred passenger seat Pad words."