[Iron Man] at one point

New York time, four thirty.

Rhett and Cindy were already seated in the VIP room, and next door to them was Miss Jessica Pikul.

Hope was very busy facing the group of reporters. Although everyone was trying to get himself selected, more than ten minutes passed, and the result was about to come out.

But Qin Luo and Stark are still on the plane at this time!

VIP Room No. [-] on the third floor of New York Fraternity Hospital.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Reid and Cindy in the VIP room were a little nervous, but they still sent bodyguards to see who was outside the door.

It's Jessica Pikul.

The girl was using her trademark cute and pitiful eyes, looking at the bodyguard without blinking.

"I want to see Mr. Stark, can I?" Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

The bodyguard turned his head to look at Reid in great embarrassment. Fortunately, under the elaborate makeup of the makeup artist, Reid's profile looks very similar to Stark at this time.

"Let's wait until the notary and reporters come, it's not convenient now." Rhett deliberately imitated Stark's voice.

Jessica Pikul retreated to her room dejectedly.

"Well, I feel a little sorry for the little girl." Rhett shrugged.

"Not necessarily," Cindy said suddenly, "I think she looks weird."

"Are you sure?" a bodyguard whispered to Jessica Pikul.

"Sure, I heard his voice, and the face is the same." Jessica Pikul's lips trembled slightly. In fact, she couldn't see it very clearly, but at this moment her heart was filled with indescribable emotions. stuffed!

fear!But excited!

"Selected journalists please come here for security checks."

At this time, Hope had no way to delay the time any longer. He could only pray that Stark and Qin Luo could arrive smoothly as planned, otherwise the reporter would find that the two upstairs were not themselves when they went up.

Jessica Pikul hurried down the corridor with her bodyguard.

A passing doctor asked in surprise, "Do you need any help?"

"Oh, I want to go to the bathroom." Jessica forced a smile.

"There is a bathroom in the VIP room." The doctor felt a little strange.

"Yes, but it is being occupied by someone now." As she spoke, Jessica continued to walk forward regardless of his reaction.

The bodyguard followed behind her with a serious face, never leaving her.

But if you want to go to the bathroom, it shouldn't be that way.The doctor swallowed back what he wanted to say, because he saw two people open the door of the emergency exit.

Could it be funk?He grinned and ran away moments before the paternity test or something, very soapy.

Brian, a reporter from New York Entertainment, was honored to be selected as one of the media representatives who could participate in the filming of the DNA identification process.After undergoing a comprehensive security check, he happily entered Bo'ai Hospital with several colleagues.

It's a pity that the bearded guy was not selected.He pouted, well, in fact, he didn't find him among the candidate reporters at all.

When Jessica appeared on the third floor again, she seemed to be in a bad state.

His lips trembled slightly, and his face turned blue.

Even more unfortunately, she just ran into the media reporters coming out of the elevator.

Although the reporters saw the heroine, they subconsciously picked up the microphone and wanted to approach the interview, but the doctors reminded that no noise is allowed in the hospital, and the big bodyguard stared at them with red eyes, looking quite scary .

In order not to be kicked out, the reporters could only watch Jessica walk to the VIP room on the right.

It doesn't matter, Brian rolled his eyes silently, comforting himself, anyway, the interview will be available in a while.Well, there are two doors here, which one is behind Stark and Potts?

It's like the one on the right.

As if to confirm his words, the bodyguard at the door stopped Jessica and said, "Miss, you went to the wrong room."

"Is Mr. Stark in there now?"

Jessica laughed uglier than she cried.

"Yes, do you need me to call him for you?" The bodyguard couldn't bear it, and opened the door a crack.

Jessica saw that Stark was still sitting in the old position, with his head lowered as if he was shaking his phone. This familiar side face had appeared in her dreams countless times.

Hogan was anxiously waiting for the arrival of his boss at the entrance of the hospital. It should be at this time, so why haven't these two uncles arrived yet?

Suddenly, a loud noise made him subconsciously lie down with his head in his arms.

What happened?

After a few seconds, he turned his head and looked back.

A gigantic hole appeared in what was supposed to be the VIP room on the third floor of Bo'ai Hospital.

The reporters standing downstairs didn't react for a long time, until a blonde girl screamed and passed out.

Her boyfriend, who is also her partner, has been chosen as a media representative and is now on the third floor.

"what?"

After Qin Luo, who was already sitting in the car, hung up the phone, he couldn't control his shocked expression.

Stuffing grapes into his mouth, Stark asked vaguely, "Did you go wrong?"

"It's a hundred times worse than that," Qin Luo stared at him, "There was an explosion on the third floor of the hospital."

"The third floor where we're supposed to be?"

"Yes."

"Are there any casualties?"

"Yes, but there are only two wounded," Qin Luo swallowed, "the others are all dead."

Qin Luo felt that she was a terrible person. The moment she heard the news, she felt extremely lucky—fortunately, she and Stark were not at the scene.

According to Hope, the two actors and Jessica were blown into pieces together, and other floors were also severely affected—the patient on the fourth floor fell directly to the second floor.

What the hell is going on here, isn't there a security check on everyone entering the hospital?

Qin Luo's palms are cold, if they go to the appointment on time today, then the one who will be blown into pieces is...

"opps," Stark said suddenly, "we have to think about how to explain this."

America's media industry is crazy.

Tony Stark and Jessica's affair has gone from entertaining gossip to massive horror!At present, 32 people are known to have died and two were seriously injured!Among them are Iron Man and his girlfriend, as well as dozens of heavyweight media reporters!

Wait, what, Iron Man is actually all right?

What, the one who died was the stuntman he hired?

"This is so unreasonable!" a critic yelled on the live broadcast. "Why is there a stuntman? Why did Jessica die when she happened to be pregnant with Stark's child? Isn't all this a coincidence? I have reason to suspect that Stark has something to do with it! Stop trying to fool everyone, Tony Stark!"

"If all of this has nothing to do with Stark, we have to ask, are the protective measures taken by the Pok Oi Hospital and Stark Industries so negligent?" Sandy Su, one of Stark's friends with sex, Taiwan woman from Pheasant Terrace , talking to the camera, "Why can the explosives used by the murderer be brought into the hospital? Also, who is he? What is his purpose?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the news came out, more people in the comments on the Internet did not think that all this was ordered by Stark.

"I don't think Tony is so stupid. If he wants to kill this woman, he doesn't need to use such a mobilizing method." A netizen's message was pushed to the homepage, which is also the voice of most netizens.

Of course, there are also objections.

"He just knew what you guys are thinking, so he did it on purpose! He knew that if he made things bigger, others would think it was done by terrorists! In fact, he just didn't want to be responsible!"

More amazing remarks such as: "Actually, it was Pep Potts who did it. She just wanted to die with Stark who betrayed her."

And Qin Luo and Stark are not in the mood to pay attention to these news now, they were stopped by the New York Police Department as soon as they rushed to the hospital.

"Hi, I'm Mike." A brown-haired man said seriously.

"Hello," Stark paused, "Can I go and see the scene first?"

"Sorry, sir, we've blocked it..." Before the man could say anything, Stark lifted the yellow bar and entered the blocked area.

"Mr. Stark, wait." A familiar voice came.

Qin Luo turned around and found that it was Agent Coulson, followed by a blond-haired young man and a brown-haired girl, both with rather awkward expressions.

"What's the matter?" Stark had a slightly favorable impression of him, which was instilled in him by Qin Luo.

"We'll go with you," Coulson turned to look at Qin Luo, "Miss Potts..."

"I'll wait for you here." Qin Luo smiled.

"Why does S.H.I.E.L.D. have to take care of this kind of thing? Because it's me?" Stark raised his eyebrows as he walked towards the hospital.

"No, it's because of the explosives," Coulson paused, and introduced him, "This is Agent Fitz, and this is Agent Simmons. Fitz and you are considered colleagues."

"Oh." Stark glanced at them absently.

"In fact," the big boy seemed to muster up courage, "I admire you, Mr. Stark."

"Oh." Stark reluctantly responded.

"Our people discovered," Detective Coulson came to the rescue in time, "that the explosives used by the murderer were not conventional weapons, or in other words, not like weapons used by ordinary humans."

"You suspect a supervillain?"

"Yes, I'm afraid there is a possibility." Coulson shrugged.

"Then why didn't he choose a good day to duel with me, instead he adopted this method," Stark curled his lips, "You don't have to answer, I know it's because he can't beat me."

"Yes," Coulson has always been able to bear what ordinary people can't bear, "so now we want to find out who the murderer is, and we need your help."

"In fact, you can go home to wash and sleep first, I am here alone is enough." Stark said calmly.

"Okay, we will wait for you on the first floor first," Coulson unexpectedly agreed, "I actually want to suggest that you wear armor, although no other accidents have happened so far, but I am afraid that the murderer will I specially reserved a back-up for you, so you will notify us after you reach the third floor and feel safe."

"Am I the asking stone?" Stark frowned.

"Only you can do this job." Coulson said sincerely.