After hearing Suzanne's words, Tony had a look of "Are you kidding me?"
He even dug his ears to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
However, Suzanne still maintained a serious look. In order to make sure he didn't misunderstand, she slowed down and repeated her words, "I said, I found out that S.H.E.L.D. is a branch of Hydra."
This time, Tony, who heard it clearly, exhaled heavily. To Suzanne's surprise, he didn't immediately scold her for talking nonsense. Instead, he leaned back on the sofa and spread his hands. "I think you know what you're talking about, right?"
Suzanne nodded. "Of course, I'm sure that my mind is very clear right now, and I'm not talking nonsense because of the fever."
"Since its establishment, S.H.E.L.D. has been the country's most confidential and authoritative spy organization. The people who established it were great scientists, agents, and soldiers who made great contributions to defeating the evil fascists and Hydra during World War II."
"Now you're telling me that it's actually part of Hydra that should have disappeared in the river of history a long time ago?" Tony said with a sullen expression, "I need you to show me evidence."
His attitude was actually much better than Suzanne had expected. One of the founders of S.H.E.L.D. was Tony Stark's father, Howard Stark.
Her current behavior was similar to pointing at Tony's nose and saying that his father was actually a Hydra. Even if it wasn't that bad, it wasn't that bad.
Iron Man didn't point at her nose and yell at her, nor did he throw her out in a fit of anger. He just looked a little upset, which was a sign of good manners.
Suzanne didn't say anything. She took out a series of documents from Pirs's house from her bag and placed them on the coffee table in the middle of the sofa. Then, she took out a small USB drive, placed it on top of the documents, and pushed it to Iron Man.
Tony's caramel-colored eyes stared at Suzanne's movements without blinking. He took a deep breath and picked up the two things.
He first opened the stack of documents. His movements were very slow, and it took him half a minute to turn a page. With his genius IQ and such a slow reading speed, it was obvious that he was reading very carefully.
It took him about 20 minutes to finish reading the stack of documents. After reading it, his expression didn't change at all, and he wasn't in a hurry to express any opinions.
With a soft thud, Tony threw the stack of documents back onto the coffee table. Then, he found a data transmission port and inserted the pink USB drive that looked like a kitten's paw. At the same time, he shouted, "Jarvis."
The AI butler understood his master's intentions very well. Without any additional instructions, it immediately projected a blue virtual screen in the air. The screen showed the inside of the USB drive. There was only one video in the empty folder.
Jarvis automatically clicked on the video. The video was really short, and it didn't take long to finish watching it. However, it was this less than 10 minutes long video that made Tony's expression completely change. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were cold. It was as if he saw something dirty that had to be eradicated.
In fact, there was nothing else in this video. It was just different people talking to different people. From beginning to end, there were a total of a few dozen faces, and most of them were very familiar to Tony.
They were all S.H.E.L.D. agents.
The reason why his expression changed so drastically was because the different faces that flashed across the screen were all saying the same thing: Hail!
Hydra (Long live Hydra).
The video's progress bar had reached the end, and the screen froze on a face full of fanaticism. The voice disappeared, and the entire space was left with a suffocating silence.
The air was filled with the aura of a storm. In this oppressive and dignified atmosphere, Harry, who had the intuition of a small animal, obediently hugged his drink, shrunk his neck, and didn't dare to make a sound.
Unlike him, Suzanne wasn't shocked by Iron Man's sudden burst of terrifying aura at all.
Facing Iron Man's gloomy and fierce aura, which was like a terrifying beast that was about to explode, she asked without changing her expression, "So, what do you plan to do?"
This question seemed to pull Iron Man back from his own world. The moment he came back to his senses, he had the usual frivolous expression on his face. He was at ease and careless, as if the gloomy and fierce aura that could make a child cry was just an illusion.
He raised his arms back and rested them on the back of the sofa. He stretched out his legs and crossed his legs. This posture made him look very relaxed and comfortable.
But Suzanne clearly knew that this was just a facade. She knew that this person deliberately acted like he didn't care, not only because he didn't want to be seen through, but also because he wanted to have a better conversation.
A tug-of-war between the two of them.
Iron Man sneered. "You're asking me what I'm going to do? I'm more curious about what you're going to do. Oh, no, I was wrong. " It should be. "Her caramel-colored eyes suddenly turned dark, and her voice was low and oppressive." What have you done? "
Without waiting for Suzanne to speak, Tony continued, "Looking at the content of this video, you should have been monitoring S.H.E.L.D. for a long time. Infiltrating an aircraft carrier and a triangular wing building for a long time without being discovered isn't something that anyone can do. Oh, or rather, it's impossible with current technology. Even a genius like me can't do it. "He raised his chin proudly and said," You know my temperament, I'm not belittling myself. "
"What surprised me more was this document." He picked up a stack of A4 paper that was less than half a centimeter thick on the coffee table, rolled it into a cylinder, and casually patted it on the palm of his hand. "This isn't the Daily Times that you can buy from any roadside kiosk. This kind of top-secret information must be closely guarded by its owner, and I saw the signature of the former director of S.H.E.L.D., Alexander Pirs —"
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