Chapter 327 Invasion of Stark Industries
Chapter 327 Invasion of Stark Industries
As Riley and Steve listened silently to Bucky recount his experiences over the years...
Meanwhile, in New York City...
The steel jungle of Manhattan gleamed in the afternoon sun. The glass curtain wall of Stark Industries reflected the dazzling light, like a beacon guiding people forward.
Jasper Sitwell, a Level 6 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. (or Hydra), was leading a team of elite members of the "International Security Council Monitoring Group" as he strode confidently through the building's gleaming lobby.
His straight back and impeccably tailored suit perfectly embodied the image of a special envoy representing international authority.
Happy, who was in charge of security, didn't even question or obstruct them much.
Simply because the documents they held bore the prominent seal of the Security Council. The "Jarvis illegally intruding into the S.H.I.E.L.D. network" incident they mentioned was far beyond Happy's purview.
Only after making a special phone call to Tony to confirm his decision did Sitwell and the others proceed unimpeded to the top floor where Tony Stark's private office was located.
However, the heavy office doors slid open silently.
Instead of the cynical genius, the capable secretary, or the shrewd elder, Obadiah Stanislav, they were greeted by someone else they had expected.
What met Sitwell and the others was only an empty silence and the emotionless electronic synthesized voice echoing in the air.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Sitwell, and esteemed representatives of the Security Council. I am Jarvis. Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts, and Mr. Stanislav are currently busy with the core agenda of their upcoming global press conference and are unable to attend. Therefore, Mr. Stark has entrusted me to receive you all and to reiterate Stark Industries' respect for and cooperation with the Security Council's oversight process. Is there anything I can do to assist you?"
The moment they stepped into Tony's office, Jarvis's cold, synthesized voice echoed in their ears...
Sitwell's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of secret smugness.
Just as Alexander Pierce predicted...
Even after the kidnapping incident, Tony, having reformed himself and undergone a significant personality change, still retained the arrogance ingrained in him from childhood, a quality that was not easily shaken.
Therefore, even knowing that Sitwell and his group were visiting under the guise of the International Security Council, they were still unaware of the danger.
Tony, who is busy preparing for the upcoming global press conference, has no intention of taking the time to personally greet the guests.
Instead, they had Jarvis host them on Tony's behalf.
As for Chili Peppers and Obadiah...
The global nature of the press conference, coupled with the sensitivity of its content, created an impact no less significant than Tony's public announcement of shutting down Stark Industries' weapons production facilities around the world.
Therefore, to prevent any mishaps during the press conference, the two of them were working closely with Tony, paying close attention and preparing for all aspects of the press conference.
In addition, not long ago, Tony claimed to the two that he had reached a cooperative relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. through "friendly communication".
This led both men to believe that Sitwell and his associates' actions were merely a necessary procedure to save face for the Security Council, a face-saving project that was otherwise meaningless.
After weighing the pros and cons, naturally no one would give up a press conference of great significance for these uninvited "little people".
This is why, upon hearing Jarvis claim that it was the only invisible and intangible artificial intelligence responsible for receiving everyone, a young agent behind Sitwell visibly grimaced in displeasure. He clearly felt humiliated and dissatisfied with being treated like this by an artificial intelligence, despite being a member of the UN Security Council.
But Sitwell himself remained expressionless. Only a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes behind his glasses.
After all, regarding the objectives of this operation...
The fact that Tony and his team were too busy to show up was undoubtedly fantastic news!
Therefore, he raised his hand, signaling his subordinates to behave themselves and not cause any further trouble.
Sitwell, whose expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of anger or dissatisfaction, nodded slightly as if he were speaking to a living person, not some lowly tool, and replied in a gentle voice.
"It's alright, Mr. Stark, I understand how busy you are. So, to save each other's valuable time as much as possible, I'll get straight to the point... This visit is to conduct a formal investigation into the unauthorized intrusion into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s network. The Security Council needs to review your company's AI system, 'Jarvis,' its core access logs and data interaction records during that period. This is to ensure that the nature of the incident is clearly defined and to assess the potential national security risks."
"Of course, this is by no means a lack of trust in Mr. Tony, but a necessary procedure. We hope your company can understand and cooperate."
In his remarks, to prevent Jarvis from becoming suspicious, Sitwell specifically emphasized "national security risks" and "procedural justice."
"Please wait a moment. We are requesting permission from Mr. Stark... Authorization has been granted. Mr. Stark has agreed to open non-core logs for verification. The relevant interface has been opened to the Security Council standard encryption device you are carrying. Please insert the authorization key into the terminal interface on Mr. Stark's desk."
Fortunately, although Jarvis's computing power is world-class, as an artificial intelligence, it ultimately does not understand the wickedness of human nature.
After only a brief wait, the cold, synthesized voice delivered what Sitwell most desired.
To further ensure secrecy and prevent the meeting's contents from being leaked, Jarvis thoughtfully controlled the office door, silently closing it behind Sitwell and the others to isolate them from the outside noise.
However, almost the instant the door was locked, the eyes of the well-trained "monitoring team" members suddenly changed.
The formulaic, respectful, fake smile vanished in an instant.
Instead, it possesses the swiftness and ruthlessness of a cheetah.
One of them quickly moved to the door and attached a device the size of a matchbox to the inside of the door frame.
The next second, the pale blue indicator light on the device lit up silently.
That was a specially made sound field jammer by Hydra. Once activated, it could ensure that no matter how much noise was made in the office, it would not leak out and be noticed by the outside world.
The other person quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, rapidly adjusting the transparency of the office's glass curtain wall to its lowest setting on their watch, activating one-way visibility mode. This completely sealed off the entire office, turning it into a bright cocoon.
The third person skillfully inspected every corner of the room, the red light of a miniature scanner quickly sweeping over decorations, sofa crevices, and even the vibrant potted plants. Then, they inserted pre-prepared recordings from the hidden security cameras they found, playing them on a loop.
In this way, it only takes a few breaths.
The large office was quickly transformed into a "temporary workspace" where Sitwell and his group could do whatever they wanted.
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