First floor of the Stark Industrial Building.
Looking at the shattered glass covering the floor and the two security guards bleeding from their foreheads, Su Che helped evacuate the people nearby to prevent panic and further accidents.
Steve, on the other hand, quickly checked the scene for any other dangers.
"Happy, how many people are injured? Has an ambulance been called?"
Tony Stark, who had run back after them, looked at the panicked hall and the traces left by the explosion. His first question to Happy, who was hurrying towards him, wasn't about what happened, nor was it about blaming the security department or questioning why a bombing occurred here. Instead, he asked if anyone was injured and if an ambulance had been called.
This relieved Steve Rogers, who had just finished inspecting the scene. After all, when a person faces a disaster or emergency, their subconscious concerns reveal their true nature. It was like after hearing the explosion—many people subconsciously avoided it, while only he and Su Che ran towards the scene almost immediately. Who wouldn't want their friends to be the same, or people with similar instincts?
Just look at the first question Tony asked this man named Happy. Steve felt that if something happened to him in the future, perhaps Tony could also be trusted! If it were his time, Tony might be like himself—the one to let teammates step on his shoulders to escape, or to crawl under barbed wire through a hail of bullets!
Su Che didn't know what Steve was thinking. After evacuating those who had fled in panic from the Stark Industrial Building, he walked over to Steve and asked, "How is it?"
"It was clearly a small bomb, but there are no other explosives around," Steve said softly in response to Su Che's question.
After Tony finished questioning Happy, he came over to the two of them and said, "I just asked. No one knows how that bomb got there." "I'm afraid we'll have to check the surveillance to find out." "It's a good thing no one died because of this damn bomb." "On the contrary, two unlucky guys got their heads scratched by the glass shattered by the bomb. An ambulance has already been called!"
Having said that, Tony Stark looked at the broken glass and the traces left by the bomb explosion. Then he asked Steve: "Steve, you're the professional in this area. What do you think?"
Looking around, Steve said seriously to Tony Stark: "Obviously, this was a small-scale explosion." "And its purpose wasn't assassination or blowing up the building." "After all, if those were the goals, the explosion range wouldn't be so limited." "It should be a warning!"
Listening to Steve's words, Su Che crossed his arms and said to Tony: "Rather than wanting to blow up the Stark Industrial Building, it's more like a warning to you, or to others." "Tony, when you investigated Obadiah Stane's private channels recently, did you find something incredible?" "Otherwise, they wouldn't take such a big risk to send you a controllable bomb."
Hearing Su Che and Steve say that, Tony Stark hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Through my investigation of Obadiah Stane's private channels, I found an anonymous account." "Obadiah Stane remits at least 10 million to this account every year, sometimes tens of millions." "And this has been going on for about five years straight!" "That's why I said in the coffee shop with certainty that there are other forces behind Obadiah Stane." "It's just that I didn't expect it—less than a day since I started investigating that account through some channels," "I just received this 'gift'. It's obvious that the owner of that account, or that power, doesn't want me to continue the investigation!"
As he spoke, the cynical smile on Tony Stark's face disappeared, replaced by a look of determination.
Seeing Tony Stark's expression, Su Che knew this "gift" had made Tony serious.
Glancing outside, where a crowd had gathered at a distance to watch the excitement now that the danger seemed past, some even taking out phones to take pictures, Su Che raised his hand and patted Tony's shoulder: "You deal with the scene first. I'm afraid the media and police cars will be here soon." "After the on-site processing is over, the three of us will discuss this matter carefully!"
Listening to Su Che's words, Tony Stark nodded. He knew that when the police arrived, there would definitely be statements to give or something. But Su Che and Steve didn't want to reveal their identities yet. So he nodded.
Steve on the side also smiled and patted Tony Stark on the shoulder. Very good. At least judging from Su Che's words just now, he was willing to accept Tony as part of their "group"!
Su Che and Steve had just left through the side entrance of the Stark Industrial Building when sirens sounded. It hadn't even been seven minutes from start to finish. Even faster than the response to the fight against Obadiah Stane last night.
At the same time, in a hospital in New Mexico!
Thor, tied to the bed with restraints, stared blankly at the hospital ceiling.
Who would have thought? Himself, the Prince of Asgard from the Realm of the Gods, the first in line heir to the throne, the God of Thunder who strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies... at this moment, was tied to a bed by a few strips of cloth, unable to move. Not long ago, when he tried to break out, he was stunned by those guys with a small device.
The All-Father above! Damn it, I have lived for over 1,500 years. When have I ever received such treatment? The mighty God of Thunder, stunned by such a small thing. Gods! It's unimaginable. Am I, Thor Odinson, without shame?
If Loki found out about this, he would probably laugh at me for the rest of my life! If the enemies I killed knew I'd been subdued by a small gadget like an electric current, they'd probably laugh themselves out of the underworld!
No, I can't stay here any longer. I have to find a way to escape. I have to find a way to find my hammer. Father exiled me to Earth and even stripped me of my divine power, making me a common mortal. The feeling of losing power is truly unbearable. I must restore my divine power as soon as possible.
Just as Thor was still thinking, still trying to break free from the restraints, the door to the ward was pushed open. A woman in white nurse's clothes walked in.
"Damn it! I am the great God of Thunder! I warn you, don't use that gadget to shock me again, otherwise I will definitely make you lose face—"
His threatening words weren't finished yet. As Thor raised his head to look at the nurse, his voice gradually weakened until it finally disappeared.
Odin bear witness. For over 1,500 years, Thor thought he had seen every kind of beautiful, stunning woman with a good figure. But...
I don't know why, watching the woman in front of him walk towards him, Thor suddenly felt like all the words he knew to describe beautiful women vanished at this moment. Watching her walk towards him step by step, Thor felt his heart beat faster with each step. The sound of her high heels tapping on the floor, making a crisp click-clack sound, was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart again and again.
This feeling... Thor found, was as if he had never experienced it before...