[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] A perfect match

Daredevil repeated the names Sheriff Stacy had mentioned.

Anakin turned to look at Peter: "Spider-Man, can your new suit connect to the Internet?"

"Yes," Peter said, "Mr. Stark has built an auxiliary artificial intelligence called 'Karen' in his suit. She will help me with things like surfing the Internet, so that I won't be delayed in fighting in reality. "

"He is so caring." Anakin said indifferently, "Then let her hack into the New York police personnel file and help us find the current home addresses of these people."

Peter instinctively felt that Vader's tone was weird, but he couldn't see why from the black hole in the opponent's face, so he had to ignore the strange feeling, and told Karen, "Karen, help me!" Hacking the NYPD personnel file database."

"Sorry, your authority is not enough to carry out this activity." Karen's electronic voice sounded immediately.

"Insufficient authority? How is it possible?" Peter asked back in surprise.

"You are still in the novice trial mode, unable to activate all the functions of the suit." Karen said.

Depressed for a while, Peter told Vader and Daredevil about it.

"Ha," Vader said, "unexpected."

Daredevil felt something was wrong, so he quickly interjected: "Okay, what should we do now? Spider-Man, do you need us to find you a place with a computer?"

"Go to the computer room at Midtown High School, I know it well."

Me too... Anakin thought.

Chris Yates just got home from get off work.

The moment he closed the door, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and the intuition of his police career made him immediately reach for the wooden warehouse.However, there was a crackling sound from the hand wooden warehouse, as if it had been dismantled into parts by some invisible person and scattered all over the place.

The next moment, an invisible force pressed him against the wall, unable to move.A cloaked shadow came out of the shadow of the room and said hoarsely, "Good evening, Officer Yates."

Who are you?What are you doing here?Chris Yates wanted to scream, but the mysterious force locked all the muscles in his body, and now he couldn't even move a finger except for panting.

"Let's get straight to the point." The man said, stretching out his right hand, pointing to his forehead from a distance.

With a buzzing sound, Yates felt a stirring spoon turning in his brain, and countless messy memories were stirred up, like a pot of boiling soup.If he hadn't been speechless, he would have cried out in pain, and knelt down to beg for mercy.

After reading the picture of how to trade money and power with Fisk in his mind, Anakin nodded secretly, and then turned to use the force of mind control, sending a mental suggestion into Yates' mind: You go to work early tomorrow morning, you must In front of everyone in the hall, tell all your dealings with Fisk.Officer Stacey must be present.

The last sentence is insurance. God knows how many people Fisk has bribed. He must at least ensure that one person will enforce the law impartially.

"I'll go to work early tomorrow morning, and I'll tell everyone what I did with Fisk in front of everyone in the lobby. You must make sure that Officer Stacey is present." Yates repeated this sentence muttering.

"Very well, forget that I have been here tonight, and sleep well." Anakin finally finished, and left the room through the window.

Chris Yates rubbed his forehead: Strange, why am I in a daze in the room?I actually forgot to close the window when I left. I am really old and have a bad memory.

He went to the window and closed it, then yawned, realizing how tired he had been working all day.Yates didn't bother to wash up, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and lay down on the bed.The last thought before closing my eyes is: Take a good rest, and I will hurry up and reveal my criminal evidence in front of everyone tomorrow.

On the roof of the apartment building, Anakin meets Peter and Daredevil.

"Done," he said, "who's the next target?"

"This is the last one," Daredevil said.

"One person moved, and the police station's personnel file has not been updated. But we found two people, both high-level, and the evidence they have should be enough for Fisk to convict," Peter added.

"Then it's settled. Go back and rest, tomorrow there will be an earthquake in the New York City law enforcement community." Anakin said.

They heard a lot of incriminating evidence this evening.Once these materials are released, all conspiracies and schemes will be squandered, and the FBI will be enough for the money and the gangsters to suffer.

"I've never seen such a...direct solution." Daredevil whispered, "I was still worried about Mrs. Gao and Fisk's plan, but now it's all resolved. You have done me a big favor again, Vader It used to be a battle suit, but now it’s a police mole, thank you so much.”

"You're welcome." Anakin left here first.

Peter looked at the Kevlar suit worn by Daredevil, and couldn't help but think: Vader has been so kind to Matt recently, and even gave him the suit.How come he never gave it to me?The color of this dress is very similar to the spider suit, red and Kevlar.

Um?wait, red?Kevlar?

He suddenly remembered what Vader had said to himself.

"Spiderman, you have a chance to try Kevlar fiber. It is fireproof, bulletproof and wear-resistant, very practical. It is said that many agents wear clothes made of Kevlar fiber."

The color of the fabric of this suit happens to be similar to the main color of the spider's suit. Could it be...

"Matt, when did Vader give you this suit?" Peter called the other party.

Daredevil gave him an approximate time.Peter counted with his fingers, and it turned out that it was not long after he returned from Germany.

Could it be... This suit was originally prepared for myself, right?

Peter felt a little ashamed, and the spider suit on his body seemed to be a size smaller suddenly, a little tight.

Anakin returned to his basement and found that a video call from Vulture had been missed.

He called back, and the other party quickly picked up: "Hi, Vader, were you not there just now?"

"I have something to deal with, I've been out for a while, what can you do with me?" Anakin asked.

"I got a good thing recently, and I guess you'll like it." The vulture said excitedly. "The giant Chitauri spaceship, you remember? It's a spaceship! I got one of the engines in it. "

"The engine of the spaceship!" Anakin was so excited that he almost stood up.

Even through the voice changer, the vulture can clearly hear the emotional fluctuations in the other party's words.He smiled triumphantly: "I knew you would be interested. This came from the Hydra base in Siberia. It is said that there are two in total, and I don't know where the other one is..."

"It's okay, one is already very good." Anakin immediately threw the Stark reactor into the sky.In any case, the engine of the Chitauri spacecraft is also a space-level engine with mature technology, which is completely different from Iron Man who can only fly in the atmosphere.

"As long as you like it." The vulture said with a smile on the other side, like a Santa Claus without long hair, "but there is a small problem. That is--except for you, I don't know who else I can sell this kind of thing to. This is different from Chitauri's small aircraft. No one on the black market wants to build a miniature spaceship in their backyard, you understand? Even if you research the results, you can't sell them for money. Anyone who has the ability to build a spaceship It's a super big organization, and it doesn't like me, a little black market dealer."

Anakin immediately guessed what he meant.Originally, according to the contract between the two of them, Vulture provided materials and sold the final mass-produced things, and Anakin was responsible for cracking and transforming the technology.Now that this spacecraft engine cannot be sold, it has no meaning to use it for Anakin's research.But Anakin really needed this engine.

"Tell me, how can you sell it to me? How much? Or do you want me to help you with something else?" he asked.

Vulture's smile grew bigger: "Money is not a problem, I hope you can help solve some technical difficulties on our side, including the miniaturization of the energy step wooden warehouse and the magnetic field interference of the repulsive gloves."

"Just these two?" Anakin frowned in the shadows, "What are you trying to do with this research? I think you still remember that we agreed a long time ago not to make weapons."

"No, no, no, it's not a weapon, you misunderstood." The vulture said hurriedly, "These two things were ordered by the boss of a certain Japanese automation factory. His factory has almost no workers and relies entirely on machinery, but the heavy machinery The arm cannot be transported. Japan, as you know, the land is very tight, and his factory can’t be too big, so it can’t fit a large mechanical arm. He took a fancy to repulsion gloves. The energy step wooden warehouse is also what he needs to install on the machine on the arm, used as a laser cutter."

Anakin felt that what the other party said was not true, but it was related to whether he could go home, so he really didn't want to worry too much, so he nodded: "Okay, next time we meet, I will share the technical drawings and Explain it to you, and you give me the Chitauri ship engine."

"Deal." Vulture laughed.