Alexander Pierce finally had a look of horror on his face.
Because he suddenly thought that if the other party could perfectly become like him, it would mean that the other party could completely replace him and become the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the new leader of Hydra!
Mystique!
A name that was under key surveillance within SHIELD and whose file was encrypted and marked in red suddenly appeared in his mind.
In the files they specially set up for the mutant group, a mutant code-named Mystique possesses such an ability. Not only can she perfectly transform into the appearance of anyone, but she can also perfectly imitate various detailed features such as irises, fingerprints, skin texture, voice, etc. She is even more feared than her leader Magneto!
After a while, Alexander Pierce was able to move slowly. When his 'self' came over and fixed his jaw, he said painfully, "You are violating the agreement between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the mutants by doing this. Let me go now, and I won't pursue the matter any further."
What the hell
Dio was stunned. Did they think he was a mutant
Then he immediately understood why the other party thought so. "But don't you see how ill-fitting the clothes I'm wearing are?" Mystique can even transform clothes and glasses with her own ability.
While thinking, Dio changed back to his 'Sitwell' appearance, and then did not deny it, and said to himself: "I will give you an account, transfer 1 billion US dollars into it, and then we can talk about other things."
It would be a shame not to extort money from such a good opportunity. What's more, the money he extorted was from Hydra. Even if the black salted egg wanted to get it back afterwards, he could refuse with a clear conscience!
It’s exciting to think about how powerful a billion dollars can make him.
What's wrong with Africans? What's wrong with having a dark face
In the face of powerful money, this is not a problem!
But Alexander Pierce refused without a second thought, "That's impossible. SHIELD doesn't have that much money right now. Even if it did, it can't be transferred into a private account. The International Security Council is monitoring SHIELD's financial situation all the time. Once an abnormal transfer is discovered, the account will be frozen immediately, and you won't get a penny."
Although what he said was convincing, Dio didn't believe his nonsense at all.
You have to know that the period when Hydra developed most rapidly was when he was the director of SHIELD. So many secret bases were built all over the world, so many personnel were secretly recruited, and so many cutting-edge scientific research equipment were purchased. Where did all these funds come from
It's impossible that he relies on his salary, right
It's obvious that this guy must have a way to transfer the funds applied for by SHIELD through some means, and then invest all of it in the development of Hydra.
Dio even suspected that even if he gave up the position of director to Nick Fury, he would still have a way to secretly withdraw funds.
It's like a leech attached to a wild beast, strengthening itself while weakening its enemy. However, the paralyzed beast is still unaware of the situation and is working hard to absorb nutrients from the outside world so that the leeches on its body can continue to suck blood.
Followed by a scream!
Dio broke one of his fingers.
"Don't try to fool me. You've been doing a lot of things in secret over the years, right? You know how much money you've transferred out. Do you want to come and see how much US dollars are in your account now?"
As he spoke viciously, Dio grasped his second finger.
Alexander Pierce's face was distorted with pain. Seeing that the other party was not ready to let him go, he immediately shouted: "One hundred million! I have one hundred million dollars in my account, all for you!"
"It would have been better if it had been over earlier."
Dio smiled, then snapped another finger.
"Remember to speak faster next time."
At this time, Alexander Pierce's face was covered in sweat from the pain and he couldn't speak at all. He just held his wrist with a flushed face, his head against the ground, and his eyes were full of viciousness.
A few minutes later, a laptop was placed in front of him. He was typing on it with a gloomy face. The index and middle fingers of his right hand were curled up irregularly. The muscles on his face trembled with pain every time he tapped the keyboard, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
Soon, he logged into one of his bank accounts, and the amount in it was just as he said before, a full 100 million US dollars!
Dio sighed, it was indeed a gold belt for murder and arson, and if you wanted to make money quickly, it had to be this kind of no-cost business.
As a taxpayer, he paid so much tax every year, and all of it was embezzled by this guy, so it shouldn't be too much for him to take it all back now, right
“Transfer it to this account.”
Alexander took the note with a gloomy face and began to operate it tremblingly.
What Dio didn't know was that when Alexander connected to this account, the camera on the laptop lit up and the video was transmitted...
When the computer showed the words "transfer successful", Dio was not happy, but narrowed his eyes.
"It seems that you think your life is worthless. Don't tell me you were nervous just now, so you missed a zero."
Account balance: US$90 million.
Dio glanced at the display, then waited for Alexander to explain.
"This account has a maximum transfer limit. A maximum of 10 million can be transferred out at a time. If the amount exceeds this limit, the bank will call to confirm. I didn't do this because I was afraid of causing misunderstandings. If you don't believe me, I can transfer the remaining 90 million out in one go."
Alexander explained, suppressing the pain in his hand.
Dio looked at him deeply, and at this moment he was not sure whether this old guy was lying to him or it was true.
Dio thought for a moment and said, "Keep transferring the money, one at a time. If I find out you're doing anything, I guarantee you'll die a miserable death."
Alexander did not continue to do as he said, but said helplessly: "The transfer interval must be more than five minutes, otherwise the bank will call to confirm."
So troublesome
Dio always felt like he was lying, "Now I have the final say, continue."
Alexander had no choice but to try to transfer the money again, but after he slowly and laboriously entered the password, the screen showed not that the transfer was successful but that the account was frozen!
At the same time, his personal phone rang.
"The bank must have noticed my unusual operation and called to inquire about it."
Alexander put his phone on the table, kept his hands away, and looked as if he was trying to avoid suspicion, fearing that it might cause any misunderstanding.
(PS: After writing these 5 chapters today, my left hand cramped up. I felt like a disabled person. Five.)