Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1402: Plan and infiltrate

Another person? !

Hearing this, Fu Rui was stunned for more than ten seconds, unable to react.

"Wait...you mean, Howard and Maria, the night of the accident?"

He faintly thought of a possibility.

But that possibility was so frightening that even the palm of the King of Agents clenched subconsciously, and pale joints burst out.

"Task Log."

"On December 26, 1991, at one thirty-two in the morning, Bucky the Winter Soldier was dispatched to assassinate Howard Stark, and the mission was successfully completed."

"Mission Record: Howard Stark, Maria Stark, Zizizi, were all killed by the Winter Soldier."

"Afterwards, create a car accident scene and detonate the vehicle."

"The corpse was burnt and cannot be identified."

"Click!"

The tape came to an end and made a crisp sound.

The man continued: "The above are some of the incomplete records I found, which prove that there should be three people killed by Bucky at that time, not two."

"Do you think..."

"Who is the remaining dead person, who is worth the effort of those **** to cover up his identity?"

The answer... is ready to come out.

Who?

After listening to the tape, he already had a clear answer in his mind.

It's just that this answer... is too scary!

"Is...Tony Stark?"

Fry's lips quivered as he said the name.

"Only, it can only be him."

The voice continued: "This is a record that was deliberately erased from the Winter Soldier project I found in an abandoned base of Hydra."

"The Stark family was wiped out by the Winter Soldier."

"In all the current records, including video, audio, files, etc., the records of his presence at the time have been deleted, and everyone involved in the follow-up seems to have had their memories modified, thinking that Tony was not in that car. "

"If it weren't for Tony Stark, it would be hard to explain why this happened."

Frey fell silent.

From a personal point of view, he is willing to believe in Tony Stark. After all, the Avengers can maintain it to this day, and he can be said to have contributed a lot.

Secondly, he was comrade-in-arms with Howard.

The latter is also the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D. They have spent the most difficult times together and have a deep friendship with each other.

However, reason made him unable to refute.

All the above signs pointed the finger of suspicion at Tony Stark, making him harden his heart.

"You hesitate."

The voice sounded again.

"Yes... I'm old..."

Fury felt that the time was too fast, and sighed softly.

He leaned on the chair, kneading the space between his brows, feeling his temples swell, his mind was in a mess, there was an unstoppable chill, and great terror.

"Now... who else can we trust?"

He asked this sentence wearily.

"Ask yourself this."

The voice was silent for a while, and then said: "Now that you know, what are you going to do next?"

"We have no proof."

The veins on Fury's brow bulged, suppressing his anger.

"You need evidence?"

The man asked back.

"So, let's do something different."

Fury sneered, with a cruel gleam in his eyes, he took out a document from the drawer, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's time to let this matter be exposed, only by making the situation messy can we see It is clear who has the problem!"

On that document, the icons of the United Nations and the Security Council are printed on it, and the title of the content reads: Superhero Registration Management Act!

"Find someone for me..."

Fury stared at the document, and said in a deep voice: "He needs to be very smart, very bold, and his mouth must be strict. It is best to have hatred for the Avengers. This matter... we cannot do it."

"I will give you an answer in seven days."

The voice didn't hesitate, and after a while, it hung up the communication.

At this moment, far away in a secret scientific research base in Antarctica.

The base established by the former German army and later controlled by Hydra, was used to train the Winter Soldier, but it was abandoned for many years, and now it has long been buried under the ice and snow.

A rather muscular, two-meter-tall Caucasian male, with short silver-gray hair and a terrifying scar on his face, exudes a sturdy aura.

After hanging up the communication device, the Caucasian male turned his head and glanced inside. There were dozens of genetically modified Hydra warriors displayed in the training tank.

Unfortunately, these people are already dead.

The white male sneered, turned and left the base.

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The undercurrent of the outside world has not affected Hell's Kitchen.

Crimes still happen every day, but it is different from the past. In the few days after the Jin Bin order was issued, robbery and theft in New York skyrocketed. On the contrary, vendettas, drug trafficking, and smuggling decreased.

Pieces of unknown artifacts related to myths and legends were sent to the Fisk Building.

There are real ones and there are fake ones.

After all, some people are still unable to restrain their greedy desires, trying to get away with fake products.

The consequence of doing so is that there are a few more inhuman corpses in the Hudson River.

"Boss, the recent goods are all here."

A big blonde beauty with a hot body wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a professional OL outfit.

Even in the eyes of Jin Bin, who is used to beauties, this woman can at least reach about eight points.

It's not because of her looks, but because of her temperament.

Like a lonely swan, it makes people have the primitive desire to conquer and ravage it.

Jin Bing took a deep breath, controlled and pressed the evil fire, and said in a deep voice: "Have you confirmed the thing?"

"Confirmed, follow your instructions."

She pushed the mirror frame, and said: "After being confirmed by the top appraiser in the United States, I can 100% confirm that it is genuine."

"Give me the organized photos."

Jin He sat on a chair, smoked a cigar, exhaled smoke rings, and said, "Get the car ready, I'm going out."

"Understood, boss."

The woman said respectfully: "This is for you to prepare for the trip."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left without dragging her feet. Under the short professional skirt, her round thighs wrapped in black silk, paired with high heels, looked slender and attractive.

Jin Bing hesitated for a moment, and stopped her: "Wait~IndoMTL.com~ I remember... You seem to have said that you have dual master's degree committees in psychology and economics at Stanford, right?"

The woman nodded: "Yes, boss."

"Hmm..."

Jin Bing pondered for a while, and said: "Perhaps, I need your major, and you will come with me later."

"I see, boss."

The woman maintains a cold posture, like a rebellious swan, with a slender and fair neck, which makes people want to kiss her.

"Well, go get ready."

Kim and waved.

The woman turns and leaves the office.

It's just that, where Jin Bin couldn't see, the woman in the corridor had a charming chuckle on her lips.

"It seems... this mission will be completed soon."