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Chapter 107 New York Rat Plague

Chapter 107 New York Rat Plague

It's perfectly normal for Stark and Natasha to be awkward.

After all, the famous playboy was cheated by the female secretary, and it is unbelievable to say it.

Natasha's short career as a Stark Industries employee successfully attracted the attention of two men: one was the target Tony Stark at the time, and the other was her current boyfriend, Dr. Banner.

The latter is obedient to her, but the former is already dissatisfied in every possible way.

Martin babbled and interrupted the topic of the two, and then brought Pepper's speech, announcing that Stan Industries had officially started the exoskeleton and auxiliary power unit business.

"Huh? Why am I saying this here?"

After Martin said a few words, he found that everyone at the scene didn't seem to need this thing.

Pepper stroked his hair, smiled and said, "Martin, that's what I'm going to announce at tomorrow's press conference, and I just passed it on to you for you to see."

"Hey!"

"whispering sound!"

"boring!"

Stark and Natasha made sounds of impatience and contempt one after another.

"I heard that Dr. Stern, who was captured by the military, is in your hands?"

Agent Hill asked suddenly.

Martin admitted frankly: "Yes, he is dangerous and valuable, especially when Hydra is involved, and must be handled with care."

"So you imprisoned him for your experiments?"

"So we built him a separate laboratory and asked him to undertake part of the military project."

Martin finished answering with a smile, and then said: "If something happens to him, I will come to you, or tear down this place. This is the price you pay for asking this question."

Agent Hill's face tightened. The relaxed atmosphere of the meeting made him forget the person in front of him was hostile to S.H.I.E.L.D. He instinctively wanted to get some information, but he didn't expect to get into trouble.

"I'm not hostile. I'm just concerned about his recent situation. After all, he used to be the scientific advisor of S.H.I.E.L.D., and..."

In order to divert the topic, Agent Hill's brain was running at full speed, and he quickly thought of an important piece of information: "There were other biological scientists in the project he participated in at the time, and at least three of them are still missing, but we found some clues , like the rats in the sewers of New York."

"mouse?"

Martin also became serious: "I heard that there are tens of millions of rats underground in New York. If all of them are infected, it will be a disaster no less than a catastrophe of a giant beast."

Stark chuckled: "Dude, don't scare yourself. The number of rats is huge, but not close to ten million. The most reliable data should be around two million. Uh... this is actually quite scary."

When he said this, he couldn't help but get serious: "It seems that my Jarvis needs to add a mouse identification and monitoring function in the future."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Hill breathed a sigh of relief. Her goal had been achieved, and Martin stopped staring at whether she paid attention to Dr. Stern.

However, this clue is also the key investigation direction of S.H.I.E.L.D.

She continued: "Rats caused the terrible Black Death in the Middle Ages, which caused a sharp drop in population. If someone uses rats to spread bacteria similar to Yersinia pestis, and has a stronger pathogenicity, it is likely to cause a tragic disaster."

Agent Hill paused, and then said: "Fortunately, there is no evidence that anyone has mastered this mutated germ. What we found was that some mice became more manic and aggressive, and abnormal gene fragments were detected in their bodies.

According to our scientific advisor, these gene fragments are highly related to the mutated genes in the giant beast some time ago. "

Martin rolled his eyes, approached Bruce, and whispered, "Your brothers have grown again."

Bruce glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense!"

After everyone discussed, Natasha, who was recently unemployed at home, took the initiative to take over the investigation task, but she emphasized: "I only investigate people, don't let me go into the sewer, I don't want to go through it again..."

Natasha pouted with a disgusted expression, obviously she had quite a lot of experience.

Martin said with a smile: "No one likes that smell. Those who go down must wear a gas mask, preferably with an oxygen cylinder, and the coat must be waterproof. Of course, the protective effect must not be less..."

Everyone gradually turned their attention to Stark.

This guy's armor fits the bill best.

"Hey! What are you looking at!"

Stark shook his head and sighed with disgust: "Okay, at worst, just throw away the worn armor."

"Don't throw it away. If you think it's dirty, just give it to me. I definitely don't think it's dirty."

Martin laughed.

"You can't go!" Pepper looked at Stark and objected: "I'll go, I haven't performed the task yet, cleaning the mice is just right."

Stark opened his mouth, but he didn't object after all, he shrugged and said, "I hope it won't scare you, my dear, you are really not suitable for this, but if there is any danger, call me immediately, oh, yes, you act Time to connect with Jarvis."

"Ok."

"you promise!"

"I promise!"

The first meeting of the Avengers ended with a dog meal.

And the first mission was released: investigating the manic rats in New York.

Martin didn't take it seriously. There was a big-headed doctor in the temporary laboratory of Stan Industries, and that guy seemed more dangerous than mice.

He found a coffee shop after the meeting and had a private chat with Bruce about it.

I also showed my old colleagues the real-time monitoring screen.

Bruce regretted what happened to Dr. Stern, but he was in favor of Martin's actions, and even volunteered: "Call me when you need it. He has obviously become another person. I know this better than anyone..."

While the two were reminiscing about the old days, Bruce's girlfriend, Natasha, the black widow, had found a way to investigate.

She went to Stan Industries, and asked for the phone number of Bruce and Martin's old colleague Harp, and got a batch of micro-infinite monitoring equipment. In the name of scientific research, she hired a group of college students to install these monitoring equipment on mice everywhere. body.

The location and picture information of these mice are collected through the military command vehicle produced by Stan Industries, and transmitted to Jarvis' server.

"Through data analysis and screen recognition, the area where the manic mice are concentrated is determined."

"Comprehensive geographical and real estate information, suspicious areas are determined."

Natasha is efficient and Jarvis is fast.

In less than a day, Natasha sent three suspicious locations to the "Reunion Chat Group".

Then said: "It's up to you."

Stark replied immediately: "I went to the abandoned factory on the outskirts, where the satellite found several wild dogs in an abnormal state."

Martin said, "What are the other two? A restaurant and a theater?"

Natasha: "Jarvis only analyzes suspicious areas based on data. I think it should be the sewers near restaurants and theaters."

Stark: "Thanks to Natasha for the popularization of the computer-blind Martin, I'm already on the way, and I'll be there in 5 minutes."

Martin was drinking coffee with Bruce in the laboratory, and the two took turns staring at Dr. Stern in the laboratory to make Martin less tired.

At this moment, he still had time to look at the "group chat" on his phone, imagining the scene of a bright tail flame passing over New York.

Suddenly, a message from Pepper popped up in the group: "Two missiles are covered, Tony, be careful."

puff!

Martin's coffee nearly splashes Bruce.

"what happened again?"

Martin pointed at the phone and laughed: "Look, this couple is throwing dog food again!"

Bruce picked up the phone and looked at it, but was also speechless for a while.

Martin replied with an ellipsis.

then.

Natasha: "..."

Bruce: "..."

Barton also showed his face: "..."

At this point, Stark wasn't in the mood to watch any group chats at all.

He was hanging in the air, holding his head in his hands, and wailed helplessly: "My God! The missile bombed twice, and the house is gone. Why are you telling me to be careful!"

Suddenly, a flame twisted a few times in a sea of ​​flames.

The sharp-eyed Stark said softly "Hey": "Jarvis, replay the scene just now!"

After a while, Jarvis caught several big dogs over one meter tall in the flames. They struggled hard in the flames, but eventually fell to the ground.

"Jarvis, has there been a massive reduction in stray dogs in New York recently?"

(End of this chapter)