Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

The Bombardier Global Express is a mature commercial aircraft model. In other words, it is not easy to make too many changes to its aerodynamic layout and other content related to flight speed. Too many improvements have been made.

The flight across the Pacific Ocean from west to east lasted more than ten hours, and the plane slowly landed at an airport outside San Francisco that is exclusively for private jets.

Mystique changed her face and left quietly, which is familiar to her; she will try to find out the whereabouts of Magneto, the most powerful terrorist in the United States has returned to the world after ten years of disappearance, making Xiangqian very worried.

Mystique is also worried. As a friend of Magneto, she would never want to see him fly into the flames.

After the Trask incident, although Mystique chose to leave the professor and Magneto to work alone, she has realized that violent actions have no benefit except to worsen the living environment of mutants again.

Among the people she trusted, besides the professor, only Xiangqian had the ability and willingness to help the mutants through this crisis, so Qianqian gave her satisfactory conditions, and the foundation of cooperation was established.

Qianqian entered the United States this time as a director of Worthington Company to deal with the business crisis, so the itinerary was made public from the beginning.The result is that as soon as the plane lands, the forward cell phone starts ringing endlessly.

"Black charcoal." This is something black from the inside out

Looking at the familiar code name on the phone screen, Xiang Qiang looked playful.

"These hyenas still have such good noses."

After getting off the plane and getting in the car to leave the airport, more than ten minutes passed, Qianqian did not answer the phone, and the ringing of the incoming call continued to ring, the other party did not hang up, and it was not automatically disconnected like ordinary calls.

The continuous ringing announces a fact: if you don't answer it, the ringing will never stop, and of course no other calls will come in.

Qianqian held the phone and thought for a while, sneered and adjusted the ringtone to silent, then threw it on the seat, and turned to admire the city view from the car window.

Thanks to the time difference between the two places, Qianqian took off before dark, and it was still in the evening when it landed. The sky was already shining brightly, and the mottled lights of the streets and high-rise buildings began to light up one after another.

"Go around to the Consulate General." Xiang Qiang suddenly opened his mouth and ordered.

The driver asked, "Do you want to stop in?"

"No, just go around by the way, take a look and leave." Qian Qiang, who had no acquaintances by his side, seemed very quiet, and the expression on his face gradually became lonely.In this city, there are many memories from the past: childhood, adolescence, sad, happy...

As soon as the car passed the street of the consulate general, the bracelet worn forward on his left hand suddenly vibrated. When he raised his wrist, he saw that it was also a communication request.It's just that the person who can directly call the phone into the electronic bracelet is definitely not the same as the person who can only call the forward mobile phone.

Seeing the name flashing on the crystal screen, Qiangqian laughed happily and connected the call immediately.

"James, are you in San Francisco now?" Before he could speak forward, an exaggerated voice came from the opposite side, "You really make me sad. You didn't inform me in advance that you were coming to San Francisco. If it wasn't for Javie Stuart found out that your private jet has just applied for an inbound route, and I didn't even know you were here."

Looking at the puffy-faced bearded man in the light screen with a smile on his face, Qianqian pretended to hesitate and said, "Do you look like you just woke up... Maybe you should be more sad because you didn't have a good time at the carnival party yesterday?"

"What? How do you know..."

"Pepper told me." Xiangqian spoke nonsense with his innocent eyes open.

Tony in the light screen showed a look of astonishment, and made an obvious movement of turning his head; then a slightly magnetic young woman's voice came from the headset, with an obvious helpless tone: "Mr. Here!"

"Hi, Pepper, I haven't seen you for a long time." Xiangqian didn't feel the embarrassment after being caught, but greeted with a smile, "Can you come in front of the camera, let me see, you know, middle-aged man The face after the hangover is really ugly..."

"What? Of course not!" The hangover middle-aged man yelled viciously, his face seemed to protrude from the screen, and he put his nose on the forward nose, "Pepper is very busy, she still has a lot of Work needs to be dealt with..."

There was a hint of a woman's tittering in the man's yelling.

"It's past six o'clock in the evening, it's off-duty time; and today is Saturday!" Qiang Qiang snapped, "Tony, you are really a black-hearted capitalist."

Tony Stark on the screen defended not to be outdone: "How can this be called a black heart, isn't the normal working hours from nine in the morning to nine in the evening? And as my administrative assistant, she only needs to go to work a week The six-day shift is a benefit for migrant workers."

"Oh oh oh...I really trust you, Tony..." Xiang Qiang said strangely, "Pepper, do you want me to trust your boss? You only work six days a week?"

When Xiangqian said "only work for six days", he deliberately stretched out his hands and made a "quotation mark" gesture commonly used by Americans to Tony on the screen; it attracted Tony Stark's "glaring".

Before Tony Stark could interject, Pepper's voice pretended to be puzzled: "Normal working hours... six days?"

Tony Stark on the screen looked in the direction off the screen, and was winking at Pepper as if killing a chicken and wiping his neck.

A man and a woman laughed happily from both sides of the screen, and the man with the mustache muttered in defense.

This kind of laughter is the way they greet each other. When the laughter stopped, Tony Stark's expression suddenly became serious: "James, is the matter of Worthington Company very troublesome, and you need to come to the United States in person?"

"Many people have anticipated this situation, haven't they?" Xiang Qiang smiled easily.

"Where are you going now? Worthington headquarters, or their lab on Alcatraz?"

"Alcatraz." Tell me the truth.

"It may become a battlefield at any time." Tony Stark, as the leading rich man in the United States and an arms dealer with close ties to the military, is naturally well-informed.

"More and more radical mutants are gathering around the bay, and this is only in California, and mutants from other states are still coming in one after another; now not only the police, but some areas have been sealed off by the National Guard. gone."

"The California National Guard has been dispatched? It's been less than 48 hours since the press conference, and the only news I received before was that the local police were patrolling." Xiangqian remained indifferent to these news, "It seems that Someone is really pushing it."

When he was on the plane, he was not only busy "reminiscing about the past", but also analyzed a lot of information brought by Mystique.

Others can't catch the elusive Lao Wan, but Mystique is undoubtedly one of the people who understands Lao Wan best.Right now, Xiangqian has more information about Magneto's actions than the official US officials.

Although Xiangqian also persuaded Mystique not to continue to intervene in this matter to avoid danger, but considering her relationship with Lao Wan and the professor, I am afraid that she will not listen to the advice.

Moving forward is easy, but Tony on the other side of the screen is much more nervous than himself: "James, I suggest you not go to Alcatraz. In the past few days, it is probably the most dangerous place in the United States."

Looking at Tony's eager expression, Xiangqian felt very heartwarming. He could feel that his friend cared about you, but he couldn't accept his suggestion: "Please forgive me for not being able to do it, Tony..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tony became angry: "Why don't you understand, listen to me, what Worthington is facing now is not a matter of commercial competition."

"I understand, Tony." Qiangqian calmly interrupted Tony's persuasion, "I understand that it is no longer a business issue; it is a struggle between races, and it is also a struggle involving several major countries —so I must go!"

On the screen, Tony glared angrily. After a long time, he suddenly sighed and lowered his voice: "I will send you a number in a moment, and if there is an emergency, you can call that number; there is an armed helicopter on standby at the nearby air force base. After your call, they will arrive at Alcatraz within 10 minutes, but you have to remember that their orders are to take you alone."

Xiangqian suddenly felt a little heat in his eyes, quickly took a deep breath, and also lowered his voice: "Is it Ronnie? You dragged him into the water too? He is a member of the US Air Force, and the accident will have a big impact on him. "

Tony warned viciously: "Then you have to be careful, don't die, and don't let Ronnie go to court-martial."

Looking at the fierce Tony Stark on the screen, Xiangqian smiled happily: "Don't worry, Tony; I promise, I'm just going to take a look, as long as I confirm that my investment is safe, I will go ashore immediately and go back Lying in the hotel, not going anywhere. I don't think I'll need Ronnie's helicopter."

After hanging up the phone with Tony, my emotions surged forward, and more memories of my childhood and adolescence flooded out of my mind.When Qianqian came back to his senses, he could already see the sparkling light on the sea in front of his eyes. In the thin night fog, the magnificent figure of the Golden Gate Bridge loomed in the bright rays of the sun.

He let out a long breath, and when he looked back, he glanced inadvertently, only to find that the screen of the mobile phone thrown on the seat was still flickering tenaciously.

Qianqian sneered, and finally chose to connect the phone: "Your Excellency is really persevering, Mr. Director."

A deep voice came from the microphone of the phone: "Mr. Xiang is worthy of our sincerity."

"Then why don't you ask Mr. Nick Fury to tell me with all your sincerity, what do you want to get from me with your sincerity?" The forward voice was cold and sharp, the warmth brought by friends had completely dissipated, and all that was left was The icy coldness given to the opponent.

(There will be another chapter later - some things written before need to be changed, maybe after twelve o'clock.)