Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 843: I'm really sorry, I'm not Tony Stark

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After killing Tony, Obaday could continue to maintain the illusion that the young master had retired due to illness, and then announce the restoration of Stark's weapons manufacturing department, so as to recover the losses.

However, Luke couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the images sent back by the camera set up on Malibu Beach and facing the sky near Tony's villa.

In the picture, a bright beam of fire streaked across the night sky near Tony's villa, drawing a large arc and flying westward.

To the west of Los Angeles, there is only the sea.

Of course, after crossing the sea, the mountains, and the places with huge crowds of people, you will reach Afghanistan.

Tony is going back to seek revenge.

Even though Luke had wiped out all the guys in the valley, there were still more than two hundred people in the Ten Rings Gang.

In fact, as a world-class and Asia's number one armed group, the Ten Rings Gang has at least 12,000 members active in Afghanistan.

The group that Luke defeated was just a small branch and had little impact on the Ten Commandments as a whole.

Tony wants revenge, and he has enemies everywhere. It all depends on how far he wants to go.

But Luke felt that the young master might not have such a firm belief as himself, and would only stop after killing a few dozen or a hundred Kongbu members at most.

However, looking at the young man who stayed up late at night and was still trying to take an intercontinental flight, it seems that he is not only not sick, but is actually very lively.

He laughed and said, "Want this guy to rest? He'll have to wait at least twenty years, which would kill Obaday. Well, doesn't that mean he has to work until he's sixty? Maybe after being a superhero for fifteen years, retiring at fifty is not a bad idea."

He wasn't worried that anything would happen to Tony.

The young master had normal luck, and with the pager, he was at most seriously injured, but it would not be easy for him to die.

The next day, a certain bald boss was watching the news, and his mood was not as relaxed as Luke's.

A US military spokesman in the news claimed that the US military did not launch any attack near Gemilya yesterday. It was all just an internal conflict among the KMT elements, and they tried to frame it on the US military.

The bald boss Obaday narrowed his eyes, took out his cell phone and made a call to confirm Tony's movements last night.

After hanging up the phone, he sneered: "Tony, Tony! What are you doing? You closed the weapons department, but you made the most powerful weapon and used it to destroy my business. You always like to deceive yourself."

At this point, he made another call: "How is the research progress? Why not? I'll be there right away."

Twenty minutes later, Obaday arrived at a laboratory of the Stark Group and asked a middle-aged man in a white coat and glasses, "What's going on?"

The middle-aged man with glasses was a little helpless: "Mr. Stan, we have encountered a little difficulty."

Obaday: “What difficulties?”

"Energy supply system. In fact, the technology to power this suit of armor has not yet appeared..." the middle-aged man with glasses explained hesitantly.

Obaday embraced him and pointed his other hand at a huge monster in front of them: "Wait, it didn't show up? William, it's right in front of you. I just need you to shrink it a little bit and put it into the armor."

The middle-aged man with glasses looked at the huge thing in front of him with embarrassment. It was a giant arc shock reactor with a diameter of more than five meters and a height of more than three meters.

He looked at a basically completed set of armor not far away. It was only about three meters high and one meter in diameter, while the small hole on its chest was at most ten centimeters in diameter and height.

You call this shrinking it a little bit? This reactor is several times bigger than your armor, not to mention that you asked to shrink it down to fit into the small hole in the chest of the armor.

This requirement is as unscientific as shrinking the first electronic computer in the 1940s into today's laptop.

After all, computers have been developed for seventy years, and he has only taken over the armor manufacturing project for half a month.

Computers are being researched and promoted by a large number of scientists from all over the world, but he only has a few dozen people in this laboratory.

Why don't you expect that if you feed the hens some feed, they will lay golden eggs for you? William, a middle-aged man with glasses, couldn't help but complain in the center. The boss who doesn't understand technology speaks like an idiot!

"Yes, sir. We tried our best, but to be honest, it can't be done." Desperate for the technical idiot boss Obaday, William could only give a straightforward negative answer.

Veins popped out on Obaday's forehead. He leaned forward and looked down at William, who was a head shorter than him, with a sense of oppression: "Stark made it in the cave with a pile of rags. It's just that small."

He couldn't help but make a circle with his hand, roughly the size of the reactor on Tony's chest.

William was pressed down by the big guy so hard that his upper body leaned back. He whispered innocently, "I'm really sorry, I'm not Tony Stark."

The technician's expertise forced him to tell the truth.

If there are really idiots who think that anyone can replace Tony Stark, it only proves that this person does not understand science at all.

For example, the mathematician Fermat came up with Fermat's Last Theorem three hundred years ago, and mischievously wrote next to it, "I am convinced that I have discovered a wonderful proof of this, but unfortunately the space here is too small to contain it."

As a result, this seemed to be just a great theorem that Fermat came up with on a whim, and it was not successfully proved until three hundred years later.

Scientific breakthroughs can only be driven by a very small number of super geniuses.

Without these people, even if ordinary people get the actual objects and theories, they will be stuck in the dilemma of being unable to make progress for a hundred years.

William knew very well that he was very smart, otherwise he would not have been able to become the scientific research director of a department of the Stark Group.

But compared with a genius of Tony Stark's level, the difference in their brains is even greater than that between primitive people and modern people.

Obaday's eyes widened, speechless.

He's actually not that stupid.

He used to be suppressed by Tony's father and couldn't enjoy the pleasure of holding power.

Later, Howard Stark finally died, but Tony popped up again and took that position.

He endured it for decades, and it was always very difficult.

This is not because he is magnanimous, but because the abilities of this father and son are irreplaceable.

Letting go of the chicken-like William in his hand, he murmured, "Yes, you are not. People still have to rely on themselves."

He strode out of the laboratory, leaving William puzzled: That young master had just gone mad, and now Mr. Stan was also mad, right? Then his job would definitely be ruined.

At the same time, Pepper was in Tony's villa. Facing Tony with a serious face, she sighed resignedly and drooped her shoulders: "You know what? You are everything to me. I am willing to do anything for you."

As she said this, she put the things she brought on the table, picked up Tony's special decryption downloader, and turned to leave.

Tony looked at what Pepper put down, and it turned out to be the simple Ark reactor that had been replaced.

At this moment it is placed on a base and covered with a glass cover, like a medal.

His expression was complicated and his thoughts were in a mess.