Princess Disease

Isabella raised her head and found two tall, burly men standing in front of her with no expression on her face. One of them bowed politely to her, pointed at a Hummer parked by the side of the road, and said in a low voice: "Miss Stark, please."

In addition, four or five lawbreakers pretending to be passers-by are watching Isabella's every move diagonally in front and on the left and right sides respectively. No, but I also know that I will definitely not fall.

All escape routes are blocked, which is really cautious.

It's not that Isabella can't get away, whether it's ether particles or simple fights, unless it's above the level of Black Widow, it's really not her opponent, but she is concerned about the "explosion" that the mysterious population said, she I'm not sure that other innocent people will not be implicated while ensuring my own safety, even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility... I can only leave here first.

The hand holding the mobile phone gradually tightened. Isabella took a deep breath and was about to step forward when she suddenly heard someone calling her: "Bella!"

Lucy wobbled over on a coolly painted bicycle and stopped beside Isabella. She opened a pair of beautiful big eyes, and first looked curiously at Isabella. Then he asked, "Didn't you leave long ago? Why haven't you left yet? This is your bodyguard?"

One of the men raised his head slowly as Lucy spoke, and cast a gloomy glance at Isabella where Lucy couldn't see.

Isabella paused, then nodded calmly: "Yes, Captain America is on strike, so Dad can only find me a few more."

Lucy was taken aback for a moment, then patted Isabella on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I made you cry! You deserve it!"

Isabella said helplessly, "Lucy..."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble," Lucy's smile trembled, she pushed Isabella's shoulder lightly, blinked at her, and showed a cute smile: "Then I'll go first Well, I have to cook when I get home tonight."

"So virtuous," Isabella sighed, "When will you marry into our family? Then I won't have to cook."

"You are looking for a nanny for your relationship!" Lucy snorted coldly: "I don't want it! By the way, don't forget that Harry and Peter also agreed to go to the party this Saturday."

Isabella smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I won't forget."

Lucy hummed and left on her bicycle. After her back disappeared at the corner of the street, Isabella looked away. The men threatened her and walked towards the Hummer, opened the back door and got in.

"Miss Stark is very smart." The driver wearing a clown mask grinned at Isabella through the rearview mirror: "I thought you were going to ask your classmates for help."

"I don't think you're complimenting me," Isabella said flatly, "Anyone can learn to judge the situation."

"Some people just can't, so they die early."

The driver smiled meaningfully, and he reached out to Isabella: "Miss Stark, please borrow your mobile phone and schoolbag."

Isabella frowned and threw her schoolbag on the front seat. She mocked, "Would you like to check if I have a locator on me?"

"That's unnecessary," said the driver politely, "how dare we offend you?"

As the driver spoke, he pushed open the door on the side of the co-pilot and threw Isabella's schoolbag into the trash can.

Lucy rode forward shaking her head. After waiting for the green light to turn at an intersection, she slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road.

With her heart pounding, Lucy took a few short breaths, turned her head and looked carefully for a while, and made sure that no one was following her. Then she took out her phone, opened her address book, and found Tony Stark's business card.

Most people don't have Tony's phone number, and S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Fury doesn't know his private number, but as one of Miss Stark's best friends, Lucy saved Tony's phone number.

Lucy just thought it was strange at first. Isabella never used bodyguards. Later, even at Tony's request, she only hired those handsome men with long legs and good figure and beautiful girls, like the two ordinary-looking ones just now. No one can even enter the gate of Stark Industries.

Yan Gou would not easily change the standard, but Isabella personally "admitted" that they were bodyguards... There must be something wrong.

So Lucy was careful, and she tried one more thing. The Saturday party was a lie she made up casually. If she thought too much, Isabella would definitely refute it.

As a result, Isabella agreed again.

The phone was connected after three rings, and the opposite was a gentle and magnetic London accent: "Hi, Miss Lawton, I'm Jarvis, what can I do?"

"Mr. Jarvis!" Lucy's voice was urgent: "How many bodyguards has Bella hired recently?"

"What?" Jarvis's voice hesitated, as if he didn't quite understand what Lucy meant.

"It's like this. I saw two men following her at the school gate just now. I thought they were her bodyguards. She also admitted it." Lucy tried to calm herself down and explained the matter clearly: "But then I felt It's not right, because those two people are not handsome enough, and they don't meet Bella's standards at all."

Jarvis: ...my processor has a weird feeling.

"Then I reminded her not to forget the Saturday party, and she said she wouldn't," continued Lucy, "but—"

"But Miss has no party arrangements for Saturday," Jarvis immediately reacted: "This Saturday is the day of Norman Osborn's funeral, and she is going to attend the funeral. Of course, it may be Miss's impromptu decision, but obviously said No way..."

"Yes," Lucy nodded, "I'm worried that those two men are going to kidnap her or threaten her. What concerns does she have that she can't resist?" Please tell Mr. Stark, it's best if I worry too much up. "

"I will inform the sir of this news immediately, thank you Miss Lawton," Jarvis said politely: "Please also pay attention to safety, go home as soon as possible, and don't go to places where there are few people. If there is anything wrong, immediately Tell me and I will help you."

"Of course, you'd better call the police first." Jarvis added.

Hanging up Lucy's phone, Jarvis sent a text message to Tony: "Sir, I confirm that the lady has been kidnapped. I received a distress signal from the lady's mobile phone 10 minutes ago. After sending the message to you, it started. I searched for the signal, but the signal stayed at the gate of Midtown High School without moving. I thought it was caused by an operation error, until just now the lady's friend called and told me that she saw two strange men threatening her around the lady. I have already Notified the New York police of this matter and is contacting Mr. Hengpao, I hope you will reply to me as soon as possible after receiving this message."

While texting Tony, Jarvis contacted Side Cannon: "Mr. Side Cannon, where are you now?"

"I'm on my way to Midtown High School," Crossfire's voice sounded full of energy. "Oh, I'm already here! Haven't seen Bella yet."

"Miss was kidnapped." Jarvis played a recording to Hengpao: "This is the call log of the lady I just searched. The source of the number is blank, but the content was recorded."

The strange voice changed by the voice changer was played, and Hengpao felt uncomfortable when he heard it: "Damn it, you dare to kidnap my friend, and I have no end with him! Can you find out the source?"

"Decoding..." Jarvis's voice sounded intermittent: "I don't have the right to check the road surveillance, but the longer it takes... the harder it is to find..."

"Don't tell others that I did it!" Hengpao didn't hesitate for a second before hacking into the surveillance network of the security system: "Is this kind of behavior illegal in your country? Will I be deported? Oh God Hey brother, it seems that you haven’t negotiated with your leaders yet, is it really okay for me to do this?”

While Hengpao was chattering, the speed in his hand was getting faster and faster.

"No idea," Jarvis said quietly. "I'm not a citizen of the United States, so that's not my leader."

Soon Hengpao found the license plate number of the Humvee that Isabella was on, and then he screened out the route of the Humvee based on the surveillance video, and evacuated it safely before being discovered by the police, and wiped it carefully. Lost his own trace: "Only this time, no next time, I will go first! Hurry up! If I catch up, I will tell you the address!"

"I've tagged you," Jarvis said. "Please be careful, Mr. Sidearm, you must not reveal your identity unless it is an emergency."

"I understand," Hengpao smiled slightly, "I haven't obtained a legal identity certificate yet."

Horizontal Cannon had already turned around and set off, but Jarvis hadn't received Tony's reply yet. He looked again at the "don't call me" command that Tony entered in his command box, and calculated all the possibilities. Once again, the first-level alert mode was directly activated, bypassing the command restrictions in normal mode.

Tony was having a meeting in the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. He didn't want to come, but Natasha said it was about William Stryker, so Tony threw the job of developing the Iron Armor to Jarvis and swayed by himself. Came wobbly.

Anyway, the research and development has come to an end, and he has already produced the design details of each part, just waiting to be assembled and tested for flight.

It is worth mentioning that Isabella did not know that Jarvis played a trick. He told Isabella that the Mark plan was version 1.0, and Tony had already improved the version before being kidnapped. In version 2.0, compared to the first version, in addition to the streamlined appearance and structure and the addition of exquisite paint, Tony also improved the problem that the armor may freeze after flying too high, equipped with various monitoring systems, and it is expected that there will be more in the future. It will be equipped with some lethal and powerful weapons-that is, he has already tried to fly in the sky, and he almost fell himself to death because the armor shell was frozen out of control.

But neither Isabella nor Howard knew about it, and Tony hid it so well that the grandparents and grandchildren thought that their father/son was always out to flirt with girls.

An unknown agent reported the results of the investigation on William Stryker in a barbaric manner. It was clean and transparent as expected, and there was no problem at all. It seemed that someone had tampered with it.

At this moment, Tony's mobile phone suddenly turned red, and everyone in the room focused their attention.

Tony's face changed, he quickly took out his mobile phone, and was about to call Jarvis to ask him what the hell was going on, why did he suddenly activate the first-level alert—could aliens invade the earth?

At the same time, the door was pushed open with a slam, and Rumlow held the doorframe panting: "The New York police received a report that Isabella Stark was kidnapped, Mr. Stark, this Is the news true?"

After reading the two unread text messages, Tony picked up his coat and ran out: "It's true!"

After finishing the call with Jarvis, Lucy found Peter's number from the address book and dialed it. She said straight to the point: "Peter? Bella may have an accident, do you have time?"

"It should have been kidnapped, but I'm not sure. I have already notified Mr. Stark, but Jarvis answered the call. I guess Mr. Stark is probably busy."

"I put a tracker on Bella, maybe we can find her current location, as long as the tracker is not found."

"Huh? Oh, my dad gave it to me for self-defense, but I don't think it's important?"