Marvel turns into Iron Man

It was close to nine o'clock in the evening, and the hospital at this time did not allow visiting patients.

Still, Coulson's use of government IDs served a good purpose.

There was only one problem—Miss Stark's famous face.

"Is our hospital being targeted by aliens, miss?"

After seeing the face of the Iron Queen and the two people's request to enter the hospital.

The little nurse in the lobby of the inpatient department almost peed out of fear.

"It's okay, we're just here to find someone."

Miss Stark found the name of the person she was looking for from the case sheet.

Then he took Coulson to board the hospital elevator going up.

"Maybe next time you come out you can put on a mask and put on makeup or something."

To be honest, the atmosphere in the elevator car is a bit delicate——

Contrary to Coulson who was grinning from ear to ear, Miss Stark's complexion was not so good.

"Shut up Phil, no one will treat you as a dead person if you don't speak."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you've already died once."

However, Coulson still failed to please Miss Stark, who was sharp-tongued and prickly all over.

But Coulson lightly shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

The elevator went up very fast, and it took only a few seconds for the two of them to reach the fifth floor of the inpatient department.

And when Miss Stark took Coulson to find the ward where the target was.

The whole ward was empty....

It can't be said that it is empty, at least there is a female nurse who is packing things.

"Where did that woman go, what do you know?"

Miss Stark walked into the ward, questioning the female nurse who stayed in the room with a stern face.

"She...she left a lot of money and asked me to clean up the room and leave."

The female nurse looked obviously a little scared, and she knew that something big might happen to her.

Even when she met the policeman just now, she didn't panic like this.

But who made the policeman in front of him much, much taller than that policeman.

And Coulson also sensed the seriousness of the matter, turned around and walked towards the nurse's station.

He was going to communicate with the nurse on duty at the nurse station, and take a look at the surveillance video of the corridor on this floor by the way.

"A state trooper came in and left with her. Her footsteps were a little anxious and she didn't know what happened."

Soon, Coulson returned from the nurse's station to the ward, stood beside Miss Stark and said softly.

At this time, Miss Stark remembered the police car that drove out of the hospital when the two drove here.

She didn't pay attention at first, but the woman she wanted to find was probably in that car.

"Don't keep cleaning the room, just stay here, and someone will come to deal with it later."

As Miss Stark said, she reached out and took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket.

"Jarvis, help me search for a state trooper's patrol car."

"It just socialized with our [Lola] downstairs at Eastside Hospital."

Jarvis obediently hacked the police cameras of the Los Angeles Police Department.

On the other side, in a small alley not far from the exploding laboratory apartment building.

"Wait a minute, the voice file will be sent to you soon."

"The file is not compressed, so transfer may be slow."

As Daisy spoke, she pressed a few keys on the keyboard connected to the electronic equipment in the carriage.

"Oh, yes, I'll take it right away."

But Fitz's voice came from the bluetooth headset hanging by Daisy's ear.

At this time, Fitz was climbing the spiral stairs in the back cabin of the passenger plane, adjusting a light stick-like imaging device.

There are four more imaging instruments of the same type, and a square formation is formed in the cargo compartment at the rear.

When Daisy's audio file comes in, they convert the footage from the video into a 3D image and put it here.

The Airbus' rear deck is more than just a makeshift garage for parking vehicles.

Likewise, there is a fully equipped research laboratory dedicated to analysis.

This is the "territory" of Leo Fitz and Jemma Simmons.

At this time, except for Fitz running between his computer equipment and the imaging device.

Simmons also carried a full set of protective equipment to analyze the device brought back from the laboratory.

It's just that the connection between Fitz and Daisy is different.

Simmons' Bluetooth headset was directly connected to Jarvis's line, and he had a direct conversation with Miss Stark.

"Judging from the pattern of rupture and degree of dispersion, this thing is artificial metal—"

Simmons said, gently prying open a gap with tweezers on the orange crystals arranged above the device.

"Is there anything other than man-made?"

Miss Stark was sitting on the co-pilot of the sports car with a mobile phone in her hand.

Coulson sat in the driver's seat and drove the car.

The two were hanging the target police car from a distance, planning to see where the other was going.

"It is now dripping some liquid containing a small amount of gamma radiation below."

"Whoa, this thing is disgusting."

The only ones staying at Coulson's air base were these two members of the technology team.

At this time, they don't need to worry about anything, just do their own thing.

Daisy's file had already been sent, and Fitz quickly imported the file into the video.

Afterwards, he stood at the gate of the laboratory with the controller and activated the imaging device.

Orange-yellow, translucent light radiates together from four directions, forming a completely three-dimensional image.

The scenery belonging to the laboratory appeared in the middle of the empty cabin in the rear cabin.

"Very good, very perfect, I have seen the image here."

On the desktop are desktop computers, notebooks and piles of documents.

At the desk, a middle-aged man in a white coat and glasses seemed to be trying to communicate with the man on the other side.

"Then let's make it move."

As Fitz spoke, he pressed a button on the controller.

The three-dimensional projection screen started to move at this time, and the sound was also accompanied by sound at this time.

Although some places are still a bit noisy and deaf, at least it is clear what the people inside are talking about.

"...Calm down and I'll re-measure your heart rate."

"I feel like I'm good, and I want more."

A physician in a white coat appears to be trying to calm the other person down.

"Where is Dr. Emma? Where is she?!"

But the man with a very aggressive tone didn't care about the other party's persuasion at all, and said in a growl.

"If you still can't calm down, I can only inject you with a sedative."

"Where the hell is she?!!!"

PS:

After finishing this chapter, it was past twelve o'clock, so I was so sleepy that I went to bed