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Duke and Bob arrived near the Los Angeles Skid Row.

"Jarvis said that the place where Stark sent the last signal was right here. According to the map comparison, it is right next to this convenience store."

Duke walked to the convenience store and took a look. This was a deserted street. Across the street was the slum, and this side was a civilian area. The business of this convenience store was not very good, and there was no one watching behind the counter.

After going in and searching for a while, Duke finally found the owner of the convenience store, an old lady with silver hair.

This investigation will not go smoothly. The sparse population nearby means that the possibility of Stark being discovered is very low, and the old lady will not be watching outside the store all the time.

"Hello, madam. A few days ago, you saw a... uh... homeless man with a bright light on his chest. His eyes were very sexy and his lips were very sexy. Also, if you look closely, he is a very handsome man."

"Who would notice a homeless person? At night, there are homeless people everywhere. They all look the same, unkempt and smelly. There is nothing worth paying special attention to." The wife leaned on the wicker chair with half-squinted eyes, a small quilt covering her legs, and her body swayed back and forth with the wicker chair.

Duke took out the FBI ID from his arms, "Ma'am, this is the FBI. They are investigating a very important case. Please think about it carefully. He is a very dangerous person. After our investigation, he is among you." nearby."

"Very dangerous." The old lady stopped shaking. Could she be a murderer?

The FBI was dispatched, and it seemed that he was a murderer who had killed many people.It's so scary that it's still here with us.

How can I, an old lady, endure this?

The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at Duke's ID. It seemed to be genuine. No ordinary person would be free to forge this.

So the old lady began to think back carefully, "Does the person you mentioned have any special characteristics? When did he appear here?"

"About the night before yesterday, he had a very bright light embedded in his chest, white, very bright."

"I have no recollection of that."

"Okay, ma'am, have you seen any strange people here lately?"

"The strangest thing is you guys. This is my first time meeting the FBI."

Duke nodded and said, "Thank you very much, ma'am. This is my phone number. If you really see strange people around or see a target, please call me. The target is very dangerous, very, very dangerous."

The old lady looked solemn and said, "Of course."

The reason why I can live to such an old age is that I never joke with my life. The dangers of the slums are only a joke to you.

"Bye Ma'am"

"You must find the murderer"

Duke waved his hand, I didn't say he was a murderer...

"Bob, if you were seriously injured and were being chased, and you appeared on this street, what would your first reaction be?"

"Find a family, kill the original owner, hide for a while, and continue running away as soon as the injury improves."

Duke narrowed his eyes, "It's unlikely that Stark would kill anyone. Where would you hide in the slums or civilian areas?"

"Of course it's a slum. If you hide in a place like a civilian area with regular buildings, you won't be able to run away. The buildings in the slums are messy, so you can still run away if you are discovered."

"It looks like we have to contact Coulson."

Duke and Bob squatted on the edge of the curb. Duke called Coulson and said, "Hey, I found Stark's general hiding area, and now we need our special agents to help us search. "

"Didn't you say that they will only hold you back?"

"I take it back and apologize for it. OK, can we let them come over?"

"Stark really was kidnapped again"

"If you had come a little later, his body would have been cold. What effective treatment could he get in the slums? He would have been hit by a missile head-on."

"I'm applying for permission from the director. Please send me your location."

"Connect to satellite?"

"Correct."

"Then you have to hurry up. Once I send a signal to the satellite, Obadie's people will be able to find us."

"No, don't send the signal first, tell me where you are now."

"There should be only one ghetto in Los Angeles."

"No, there are several."

"Let me see what kind of street this is..."

Duke read the name on the sign on the street to Coulson, and Coulson said: "We will be there in a minute. You should always pay attention to Obaday's people. Tony can't do anything for the time being."

In the eyes of SHIELD, although Tony is a playboy, he is also a genius, a top scientific research talent, and promotes the development of American weapons.

Compared with talents, Obadei, a conspirator and careerist, has done nothing to help the United States except making the political situation more chaotic and infighting more serious.

S.H.I.E.L.D. knows who to choose with its feet, not to mention that Tony Stark is Howard Stark's son. It would be fine if the founder of the organization was murdered, but it would be outrageous for the founder's son to be killed by one of his own people.

Nick Fury's instructions came quickly, "Tony must find it before Obaday does, and he must rescue him alive."

As soon as the director's instructions came, the SHIELD agents took action. One after another, seemingly ordinary vehicles were driven out of the SHIELD base near Los Angeles, filled with breadmen.

Helicopters are not allowed to fly. Flying a helicopter is as conspicuous as standing naked on the street and shouting that I am here. Even the vehicles must look ordinary and cannot be more ordinary.

This group of people must have run through a lot of red lights. Duke looked calmly at the black and thick brake lines in front of him and the carloads of vans coming out of the car.

This group of people is crazy

Are you going to start a war with someone? We are here to find someone. You are all wearing body armor, grenades, masks and uniforms. You raise your gun and look left and right. Are you telling the people next to you? We are a special department. Are there any special circumstances here?

"Hello, my name is Level [-] Agent Natasha Romanoff. You can call me Natasha."

"Hello, Natasha, I'm Duke, I want to ask a question, how old are you this year and how many secret service missions have you participated in?"

"I won't remember this kind of thing. It happens hundreds of times."

"Having participated in hundreds of agent missions, don't you know what it means to conduct it secretly? Are you calling so many people here with weapons just to tell our opponents that the person we are looking for is here?"

Natasha said calmly: "Even without weapons, the appearance of so many powerful and orderly people near the slums will definitely attract people's attention. If someone is really paying attention to us, we can't hide it at all. After all, It's in the city.

And I think we may have an armed conflict with Obadeh's people at any time. If he has the courage to use missiles in the city, there is no reason why he should not dare to use other weapons. It is better to have weapons than bare hands. "

"I have to admit that what you said does make some sense." Duke nodded, "In this case, we have to hurry up. Tony is in this area, find him."

"Move and run"

"Special branch operation, no search warrant required. Every room must be carefully searched by me."

"If you want to see someone alive, you want to see their corpse if they die."

"If we force the door to open, the government will deal with the consequences for us."

"All violent resisters will be shot for treason."

"Bob, take a few people to pay attention to unusual vehicles on the street, and the others will quickly conduct a dragnet search in pairs."