In the night sky, Lynn's figure slowly emerged.
He followed Dalton all the way to this wealthy area and listened secretly for a long time.
This was definitely a very important conversation, because he was surprised to hear the word "anti-hero" and the Superhero Registration Act during their conversation.
Obviously, they all revolve around S.H.I.E.L.D. and the superheroes.
It turns out that Dalton's previous crazy killing of super-powered people was intended to make S.H.I.E.L.D. and the superheroes feel insecure. Then, through a series of political operations, he would push the United Nations to the opposite side of the superheroes and S.H.I.E.L.D. At this time, he would push some extremists to the front and use them as targets to provoke the superheroes and attract firepower. It would be great if this could lead to bloodshed.
At this time, they can propose a superhero registration bill in a timely manner, allowing all parties present to pass it safely despite their fear of superheroes.
In this way, the power and influence of S.H.I.E.L.D. will be greatly weakened, and the old-school vested interests represented by congressmen will be able to obtain the power and status they deserve.
"Is my analysis correct, Mr. Congressman? It seems that your plan must be implemented early."
In the evening breeze, Dalton showed off his brains and told the congressman all his plans.
"Fortunately, you are put on a chain, otherwise you will become a wolf..." Opposite him, the congressman broke out in a cold sweat after listening to Dalton's analysis of his plan.
"Mr. Congressman, you have to know one thing, that is, my value is far higher than being a killer. As long as you cooperate with me and provide me with those drugs, I can make your plan more seamless."
"At that time, you will just unlock my chains, but you can use them to lock up that group of superheroes, right?" Dalton's eyes revealed his blatant ambition.
But the congressman was obviously not as excited and arrogant as he was.
"Your words are very motivational, but that's all. I'm a congressman, not a speculator on Wall Street. What I value is far more than just opportunities and gambling. What I want is a deal that will make a lot of money."
"But you don't seem to be able to prove these." The congressman laughed mockingly.
"No, I can prove it to you." Dalton did not retreat after hearing this taunt, but became even more excited.
"Give me a dose of medicine to get me through tonight, and tomorrow morning you will understand my worth and my abilities."
"It sounds like a good deal." The congressman became interested when he saw Dalton's decisive look.
"But this is the end of tonight. Take your medicine and get out of here."
The congressman walked in without looking back, but instead of entering the house, he walked into the garage. After a moment, he threw out a small bottle of medicine.
His movements were like sending away a stray dog.
Dalton doesn't care about any of this. All he wants is a clear mind and nothing else.
The experience of escaping from the two magicians' homes today gave him an impulse. He wanted to take this opportunity to sublimate himself and release the suppressed demon in his heart.
And now, he just has some clues.
So he drank the potion greedily, and before the dull pain came, he regained his peace and the pleasure of his brain racing.
Then he walked out into the night again.
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The next day, the morning news woke up New York.
As usual, the congressman enjoyed his breakfast while turning on the TV to see if there was anything worth noting during the day.
Soon, he was attracted by a piece of news and stopped eating his ordinary sandwich.
"Last night, the United Nations headquarters was suddenly attacked. According to the security personnel at the scene, the attacker was very mysterious and the means of attack were beyond the reach of ordinary people. There is no way to restore the method of attack at that time, but a huge hole did appear on the upper floor of the United Nations building."
"It is hard not to be reminded of the plane crash in the past. Citizens fell into panic, thinking that it was another terrorist attack. However, according to relevant reports, the attacker this time was someone else, and his purpose was probably to warn the United Nations headquarters to prevent a bill from being passed at the next important meeting."
"So, the question of who the attacker is has become a mystery. According to relevant people's analysis, there are not many people who have the power to cause such great damage. They are probably some of the forces that we are familiar with... Oh, my God, I don't know if such a statement will make you think of an impossible direction, but when I heard this just now, I very much suspected that he was alluding to our superheroes."
"So, could this attack really be caused by superheroes? If so, are their images different from what the public is used to? Could it be that they are only glamorous in front of the camera, but in fact, when their interests are damaged, they will also do dangerous things like terrorists?"
…
"This mad dog Dalton actually blew up the United Nations building..." The congressman thought of what Dalton said last night and frowned, but soon he laughed to himself, "But he really has a way."
"Through groundless rumors, we arouse the public's suspicion of superheroes, and then take advantage of the eve of the United Nations General Assembly to make these politicians with vested interests feel a sense of urgency, thereby speeding up the process of the superhero registration bill."
"Oh, by the way, you can also arrange some cannon fodder to come in at the right time, so that everything can be done smoothly and logically. You did a great job..."
The congressman smiled, finished his breakfast, and then dressed carefully.
There is an important meeting at the United Nations today, and he will attend the meeting on behalf of the United States. At that time, he will make full use of the commotion caused by Dalton and use his own expertise to make all those countries without their own opinions turn to him.
"Another day of faithfulness..."
The councillor murmured to himself, very satisfied.
But what he could not have imagined was that not all the parties attending the meeting today were obedient lackeys. Among the crowd of white people in suits and ties, a strange black man was particularly eye-catching.
He looks like the head of an African country, with deep glasses and melancholy eyes, and he seems to be worried about something all the time.
"Who cares? What can a guy from Africa have to think about?" The congressman passed by the strange black man without even showing proper diplomatic etiquette.