Chapter 2679

Schiller was sitting in the bedroom of the Hamiltons' home. The Hamiltons knew that he had unique talent in computers, so there was a quite good computer in his room. Schiller used it to surf the internet when he had nothing to do.

Of course, he mainly looked at some news or academic magazines when surfing the internet. The technical exchanges with Stark were completely completed by Ultron. Schiller didn't understand any computer technology.

Of course, the chatting part was still completed by Schiller himself. After all, he was idle here. There was still some time before the Hamiltons were silenced. It was also quite good to have someone to chat with.

Neither side poked through their identities, so naturally it wouldn't affect future things. At most, it was regarded as meeting an internet friend when he was young. The fate trajectories of the two wouldn't change because of this communication with unknown identities.

Regarding the main story, Schiller planned it this way: now all his energy was placed on the Hamiltons. In order not to let himself wait too long in this world, and the Hamiltons were also going to die sooner or later, so Schiller had actually been instigating the Hamiltons, letting them deepen their contact with Hydra. This way, they could die faster, and the background story could be made up faster.

As for how to deepen the contact with Hydra, did this still need to ask? The Hydra snake head that Schiller was for those few years wasn't for nothing. Although the personnel composition of Hydra now was different from the future, it was generally the same generation.

Some snake heads who were famous in the future were not very energetic now. Schiller hinted that the Hamiltons should find these people and give them the Hydra promotion strategy provided by Schiller. Didn't this establish a friendly relationship?

This group of snake heads had no conscience. Not only would they not regard the Hamiltons as their benefactors, but they would feel that the scientist couple who had no self-protection ability were fat sheep that could be slaughtered at any time. After discovering that their value was squeezed dry, they would naturally kill them.

There was never a shortage of young ambitious people in this world. John Garrett was one of them. Although in this era, he was still a nobody in Hydra, it was good that Hydra in this era was still led by the electronic life Zola.

Although Zola was now in decline, snake heads everywhere started to exert their strength, and Hydra was about to evolve from a unified situation into a divided feudal kingdom. But as of now, Zola's words were still useful.

Garrett was a member arranged by Zola to defend Congress. Now he was just a political consultant with no name, while Alexander Pierce of the same generation was already a congressman.

Knowing that he would never be able to suppress Pierce if he continued like this, Garrett wouldn't be reconciled. Political consultants also had the advantages of political consultants. Small people were easier to steal big secrets.

Garrett was a person who was very good at observing. He found that Howard Stark frequently traveled to Congress recently, always dealing with congressmen he had never been willing to deal with before. Mrs. Stark also attended many parties recently. This behavior was very abnormal.

Garrett keenly grasped this abnormality and used his connections to find out part of the truth. There was a technology that Congress was interested in in Stark's hands. If he could get this technology, maybe he could stand firm in the post-Zola era.

Of course, a small political consultant couldn't influence Congress's decision-making, but Garrett happened to have another way, that was the Hamiltons.

The Hamiltons provided electronic armor to Zola and had dealt with Garrett, who was relatively capable among the newcomers. Under Schiller's instigation, in order to strengthen the contact with Hydra, the Hamiltons took the initiative to keep in touch with Garrett, provided him with many ideas, bet on him, and regarded him as a retreat for themselves.

The relationship between the two sides was quite close. Garrett naturally discovered the close relationship between the Hamiltons and the only son of the Stark family. He didn't dare to force Howard before Congress, but he had the courage to attack the old, weak, women, and children, forcing Stark to hand over the technology to him in private, and it was very big.

Garrett forced the Hamiltons to invite Stark to be a guest at their home. The Hamiltons knew what idea he was playing, and actually didn't want to, but their interests were tied too tightly.

The so-called once a thief, always a thief. The Hamiltons still thought they were hiding well, feeling that they couldn't afford the price of being discovered by Howard that they were Hydra, fearing that Garrett would announce their identities, so they finally had to do so.

When eating dinner, Schiller felt that the state of the Hamiltons was wrong. After all, he wasn't a real child, and this scientist couple didn't have any professional expression control skills, almost writing what they thought on their faces.

At this time, Schiller only thought that the Hamiltons were mixed with Hydra again. After all, every time they finished meeting with Hydra, they had a guilty and uneasy expression.

But when the sky turned dark and Schiller hadn't waited for Stark, he knew that there was probably trouble when he chatted and greeted today.

"Do you know where Tony is now?" Schiller asked Ultron.

Ultron seemed to have searched for a while before answering: "He is not in Stark Tower. Maybe he will be in the manor. I will go and investigate."

After a while, Ultron said again: "No, he is not at his home either. Surveillance cameras show that he went out by car around 4:30 in the evening."

"Do you know the destination?"

"Temporarily unable to determine. I am tracking the surveillance along the road... Oh, no!"

Ultron suddenly let out an exclamation. Schiller stood up immediately. Ultron said at a fast speed: "The car Tony Stark is in has been intercepted. A group of people walked down from the car, wearing masks and unable to see their faces clearly. They hijacked Tony Stark..."

Schiller's mind was like electricity. Thinking of the abnormal state of the Hamiltons at the dinner table, he guessed the whole thing roughly.

But now the most important thing was not to let Howard know about this, otherwise it would have a major impact on the future. Because once the Hydra that kidnapped Tony made any demands to Howard, Howard would definitely go to do it. If the two of them were hooked up now, the future would be completely messed up.

Schiller had to save Tony before the Starks knew about this. And the most troublesome thing was that he couldn't meet Tony, otherwise the future would still be wrong.

Being an unsung hero wasn't the first or second time. Fortunately, left hand gray fog, right hand Ultron, magic and technology both grasped, saving a person wasn't too much effort.

Schiller pretended to sleep, but flew out of the window quickly, flying toward the car hijacking scene under Ultron's guidance. As soon as he landed, he saw a mess.

Schiller bypassed the tail of the car and found bloodstains at the door. His expression instantly became serious.

That was Tony Stark's blood.

Wasn't Stark traveled back? How could he be injured?

Then Schiller thought that Stark was different from other superheroes. His ability mainly came from the battle armor, but it was unlikely that he brought a set of battle armor back to the past. He couldn't wear the adult-style battle armor, and it wasn't certain that he brought a magic core back this time. In an emergency, he might not have time to upgrade.

Realizing that Stark might be in real danger, Schiller didn't stay any longer, tracking the kidnapper's traces, and soon arrived at an abandoned factory in the suburbs.

This group of people chose the location really as always. Schiller was still thinking at the time that anyway, it must be an abandoned building complex in the wilderness, regardless of how easy it was to find a few more people on such a wasteland, and how convenient it was to silence them.

But their style of doing things made it convenient for Schiller. If they really found a bar with the most people in those few families in Manhattan and drilled in, Schiller might not have squeezed in yet.

Schiller didn't intend to condense his figure at all, directly turning into a piece of fog and floating over. He hadn't seen anyone yet, and he faintly heard voices.

"In about ten minutes, your father will know that he lost his little baby. I have to invite him to talk here. Yes, he will come to talk to me."

"Do you know why your father has been very busy lately? Because Stark Industries has developed a mechanical soldier technology. Maybe you have also heard of it, and what I want is the data of this technology."

"The idiots in Congress don't know how much change this technology can bring to the world, but I know. Cooperating with me is much better than cooperating with Congress. Those masters who don't eat human fireworks can't offer the price your father wants."

"So you have to help me persuade your father later. Anyway, it's all cooperating to make money. Why don't you choose us? We are much easier to talk to than Congress, and we will definitely carry forward his technology. Isn't this exactly what he wants?"

"Little Tony, you know what is right, don't you?"

Schiller heard that this was Garrett's voice, thinking in his heart that it was really cheap for him to let Nick give him a shot directly at the time, but the fog still flew toward that direction quickly.

The factory area of the entire abandoned factory was relatively large. In order to ensure that there were no other ambush hands, Schiller searched carefully.

Then he found that there was a reason why Garrett couldn't handle Pierce in his whole life. Doing such a big thing, he brought less than ten people in total. Let alone surrounding the entire factory, even surrounding the room where he was was a bit of effort.

Schiller had just confirmed the number of people and flew around the room, and heard Garrett say angrily: "You damn little bastard! I will let you know how powerful I am!"

"What? What's wrong?... Can't contact Howard?! What are you eating? If the phone can't get through, send someone to say it!"

"Damn it, is it you little bastard who did something? Why is the network of the entire Stark Industries base cut off?!"

A muffled grunt came from the room.

The moment Schiller flew into the room, he only saw a long wound on Stark from his neck to his chest. In the dim and dilapidated factory, the red of the blood looked incomparably dazzling.

The fog stopped.