The screen switched between colorful bars and circular logos, and an old man who looked like a Eurasian appeared on it. He opened his mouth and said, "Some people say I am a member of Kongbu, but I think I am a teacher..."
As the old man kept chattering, the background behind him was clearly a Central Asian country.
Several civilians who were pinned to the ground were pointed at with guns by masked KMT members, as if they were about to be executed.
Then gunshots rang out and several civilians fell to the ground.
The old man babbled for several minutes before finally saying, "... I, Mandarin, take responsibility for this explosion."
Luke looked weird: "Are you kidding?"
Among the people Tony hated the most in his life, the Kongbu members were definitely one of them, especially the Ten Rings Gang of Central Asia's generation.
The most humiliating experience in Tony's life was when he was captured by the Ten Rings and forced to work as a blacksmith in a cave for more than a month. Not only did he have to eat pig food, he couldn't even take a shower.
Now that Happy was seriously injured and almost died, the Ten Commandments Gang jumped out and claimed responsibility for the incident. This is interesting.
Based on Luke's experience in handling cases over the past few years, there are indeed people who would voluntarily come out and confess their guilt... and the Kongbu gangs are particularly fond of playing this trick.
But this is too much of a coincidence.
To be honest, Tony has been busy being a tech geek at home for more than a year, and has not been to Central Asia to fight against the Ten Rings Gang.
At this point the Ten Rings were showing signs of wanting to go to war with Tony, and things were feeling increasingly wrong.
Half an hour later, something even more bizarre happened.
A paparazzi found an opportunity to interview Tony, who was taking Pepper home, and asked him what he thought about the Ten Rings Gang blowing up their security chief Happy and seriously injuring him.
Tony immediately exploded and declared war on the Ten Rings Gang in front of the camera, shouting that he was at 10880 Malibu - the address of the island villa.
Finally, the young master grabbed the paparazzi's phone, said "I'll get you a new one", and smashed it against the wall.
Luke chuckled: When it comes to fighting paparazzi, the young master is indeed a professional.
Using his feet to prop himself up and spin around on the stool, he picked up the coffee next to him and took a sip.
After thinking for a while, he sent a message to Tony: Do you need support
Tony was sulking with a dark face when he heard Jarvis remind him, "Mr. Bruce sent... um, a congratulatory message."
Tony was stunned: "Congratulatory message?"
Jarvis: "Mr. Bruce, the title of this message is - Congratulations."
Tony: “…What did he say?”
Jarvis: "He asked if you needed backup."
Tony snorted coldly, "No. I can beat the shit out of that madmandarin by myself!"
Jarvis: "... Do you want me to send it verbatim, sir?"
Tony: “… Just say you don’t need it.”
There is no need to post bragging in a dedicated newsletter.
He only feels good when he brags in front of someone.
The young master disdains to associate with keyboard warriors and those who talk big in the comment section.
Someone like that Mandarin would only talk big. If he had the guts to appear in front of him, Tony swore that he would really beat him so hard that he would become incontinent.
Luke was too lazy to play the supporting role and directly sent the on-site information of the fast food restaurant: Take a look at it, there is something wrong here.
When Tony received this news, his anger subsided a lot.
He knew that Batman's biggest characteristic was his extreme suspicion, and his best skill was digging up other people's secrets and exposing them to the whole thing.
Otherwise, why would this guy set up a shell organization and name it the Pacific Police Detective Bureau
If Batman says something is wrong, then there must be something wrong.
Thinking of this, he opened the data and began to model and re-enact the scene of the explosion where Happy was attacked.
This work takes most of the day.
Tony found a suspicious point: "There is a large area at the center of the explosion site with a temperature of 3000 degrees Celsius? This is unscientific."
The lethality of a general bomb depends on the shock wave. 3000 degrees Celsius is mostly just the temperature of the center point of the initial reaction. The temperature of the gas mixture when it impacts outward will not exceed 1000 degrees Celsius.
The scene at the fast food restaurant was clearly not caused by a chemical incendiary bomb.
He frowned. "Jarvis, check if there are any similar explosions."
"Yes, sir." Jarvis: "However, there are two visitors waiting at the front door."
Tony was speechless for a moment before he said, "Are you serious? I was waiting for that Mandarin to show up, and you dropped him off at my door?"
Jarvis: "Sir, you just sent this address to the whole world this morning. There's not much I can do."
Tony sighed and looked at the scene at the door. Suddenly, he felt uneasy: "Wait, why is it a woman with a child?"
Jarvis: "… That's why I informed you."
Tony: "Don't tell me that the Stark family suddenly has a six or seven year old offspring."
Jarvis's soft voice was filled with helplessness: "I don't know, so I informed you."
Tony was not such a timid person originally, but now he is no longer the playboy he used to be. Pepper had just been upset with him these past two days.
The young master had used the trick that Bruce had suggested several times in a servile manner, and he didn't want to use it again right away.
The key point is that the woman in the car really meets his aesthetic standards.
Although he had no idea who the other person was, he felt vaguely familiar with him.
It was like a tiny tip popping up in his memory, reminding him, "Yes, you did do something."
Although he was nervous, Tony still let the woman in.
An attack was impossible. The woman and the little boy, as well as the car they were riding in, had all been scanned and no dangerous items were found.
When the woman in the car met Tony's eyes in the hallway and he called out, "Dr. Maya Hansen, right? What do you want from me?"
The beautiful doctor showed an expression of "as expected": "I knew you would remember it."
Tony: ... Hua Q, do you want to die
A few minutes later, a certain young master had a look of relief on his face.
Because Dr. Hansen just said that the boy in the car was not his son, and she was not coming to ask him for alimony.
"I'm here to tell you, don't go to war with the Mandarins, you will be in great danger," she said.
Tony didn't take it seriously, but he immediately understood: "What else do you know?"
The way she spoke sounded like someone who knew the situation.
Dr. Hansen hesitated and did not answer the question directly: "Your opponents are not just Mandarins... huh?"
She suddenly looked behind Tony with surprise, where there was a floor-to-ceiling window facing the sea.
Jarvis: "Missile attack! Sir."
Tony: “WTF!”
He was in the hall with Dr. Hansen, the armor all in the lab at his feet, but it was too late.
Tony could only press the adsorption reactor on his chest: "Start."
A silver-gray nanometal gushed out from the edge of the reactor, spreading rapidly and beginning to wrap around his upper body.
Boom!
A violent explosion occurred on the sea side of the villa, and the shock wave quickly hit the back of Tony who was turning around to hug Dr. Hansen.