Chapter 18 Li Qingyue Is Targeted

"Don't finish. Has the money arrived?" On the roof of the office, Li Qingyue stopped Walter who was practicing the ability of killing crows.

"It's arrived. A total of 1 billion US dollars. This is what we got, and General Jin gave me the bill. You know, I am not familiar with the prices of these cultural relics, and there are too many of them."

"It's okay. 1 billion is 1 billion. The extra ones will be given to them. The experimental equipment is ready."

"It's ready. The renovation can start when the money is in place."

"Okay, then you go and pay the money yourself." Then Li Qingyue threw the card to Walter. Walter rode a broken motorcycle to Old Jack's grocery store and generously spent 150 million to pay off all the goods.

When Old Jack saw the money arrived, he directly arranged Tank, the two-meter-tall strong man who often followed Old Jack, to lead the decoration team to renovate the second floor.

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Washington, Triskelion Building.

"Director, here is a document that I think you should take a look at." A female agent wearing a tights and with a curvy figure pushed open the door and said, holding a folder.

"Agent Hill, what document do you need me to look at?" The seat slowly turned around, revealing the person sitting on it, bald, dark-skinned, and wearing an eye patch. He is the famous Fuck Man - Director Nick Fury.

"He is the boss of an agency. We have purchased some intelligence from him before, and this intelligence has been verified to be true. Originally, we assessed his danger level to be around level three, but his latest commissioned action, I think his assessment level needs to be raised." Agent Hill put the folder on the table.

Nick Fury picked up the folder and started reading it, but as he turned the pages more slowly, his brows were already furrowed.

"Are you sure you're kidding me? Even if Captain America is resurrected, he can't do this kind of record."

"I'm sorry, Director. I'm sorry to tell you that the information above is true."

"Raise his assessment to level six and arrange for someone to monitor him."

"Director, are you sure? His senses are very sharp."

"It doesn't matter. Since he's an intelligence dealer, he should know about our existence. Let's arrange it. By the way, where's Natasha?"

"Director, do you have something to ask me?"

Speaking of the devil, a sexy woman with red hair appeared.

"Natasha, go and contact him." Nick Fury threw out a folder. Natasha, also known as the Black Widow, picked up the folder. After seeing her target clearly, she couldn't help but frowned, but she didn't refuse. Just as he was about to leave, Nick Fury stopped her.

"By the way, there's one more thing. If you can, contact this person."

"Hey, Director, I'm only one person. I can't split myself." Natasha said unhappily.

"In that case, I'll let Coulson contact him."

"Forget it, is he in New York?"

"In Hell's Kitchen, he opened a store called Marvel Office, which seems to have some prestige in the local area."

"I see, leave it to me."

After that, Natasha took two folders and left. Agent Hill looked at her back and asked, "Leave it to Black Widow, is that okay?"

"Isn't the information written? He saved the playboy. According to our psychological profiler, he will definitely look for the boss again, so Natasha can get in touch with the two of them better by following the playboy."

After hearing this, Agent Hill didn't say anything more, nodded slightly and turned away.

Soon Natasha joined the Stark Group as an interviewee, and was successfully selected as Tony's secretary because of her graceful figure and angelic face.

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"Boss, there is a commission!" Walter pushed open the door of the office and shouted loudly.

Tom, Jerry and Richard, who were playing games, turned around and looked at Walter. Walter quickly showed a flattering smile and said, "Sorry, I disturbed you. It's my fault. My fault. Please continue, continue."

The three children turned around and continued to play the game. After all, the previous game was over because of his sudden shout.

"Boss, the commission has come."

"Yawn~ What commission?" Li Qingyue asked as he walked down from upstairs.

"It's a commission from Tony Stark. He hopes we can find the mastermind who put him in danger."

"How much?"

"One million US dollars."

"So little?" Li Qingyue was a little surprised.

"Well, because he provided a person, let's check thoroughly to see if he did it."

"Who?"

"Obadiah Stan, his uncle who is not related by blood."

"Then do you think we still need to check? It's 100% him."

"No, he said there must be evidence."

"You ask him to sign, and then you do it yourself. The evidence is hidden in his work computer. It should be easy for you to get it." Li Qingyue felt that it was meaningless after hearing this, and he lay down on the table again. After a while, Walter heard snoring.

Walter looked helpless and could only go alone. After all, as a formal employee, he also had some authority, and signing a commission contract with others was also within this part of authority.

Soon, Walter came to Tony's beach villa. As soon as he approached the door, the door opened by itself. Walter was a little surprised.

"Hello, Mr. Hewaja, please come in. Mr. Hewaja is in the basement. I have informed Mr. Hewaja."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Jarvis. I am the artificial intelligence created by Mr. Hewaja."

"Hello Jarvis, by the way, do you have the authority to check the computers of anyone in your group?"

"Mr. Hewaja, I have the authority to view the computers of most employees, but I have no right to view the computers of senior staff unless Mr. Stark orders me to do so." Jarvis' voice sounded.

At this time, Tony also came up from the basement. Seeing that only Walter came, he was a little surprised: "Where is your boss?"

"Uh, the boss has completely handed this commission to me to handle. So Mr. Stark, please sign the commission contract first." After that, Walter also conjured up a parchment scroll, a quill pen and ink pad out of thin air.

Tony looked at the contents of the contract, picked up a pen and signed his name, then pressed the ink pad, which hurt his hand. He looked at Walter, gritted his teeth and pressed his thumb down.

As the name glowed, Walter knew that the contract had been completed.