Chapter 2734

Mysterio returned to the base. As soon as he entered the door, he opened his hands and heard the cheers he expected. He became even more proud, turned a few times in the room with his arms open, and then took off his helmet.

"What did I say?!" He roared as if venting: "Stark has always been an idiot. He is my defeated general, always! He is a damn thief! A despicable, dirty mouse in the gutter! Only me! I am the real hero!"

After venting, Mysterio let out a long breath, waved his hand and said: "Bring out the footage of today's battle, I want to see to what extent the Stark Group has developed this technology."

Soon everyone in the whole team began to gather in front of the screen to watch today's battle replay. Sophia frowned slightly and said: "It seems that they have a breakthrough in animation technology. The curling method of this sandstorm monster's body is more natural, and almost no similar animation can be seen, which shows that they are not using templates."

"What's strange about this?" Beck was still a bit disdainful. He said: "The Stark Group's computing power is much stronger than ours. Those rows of expensive servers are not for display, and they have a large number of employees who can manually render every action. It is normal for the animation to be more refined. He is just counting on this."

"But this will indeed put pressure on us." Sophia said: "The more refined the animation, the harder it is for us to expose them."

"Why do we need to expose them?" Beck turned his head and asked back: "We only need to defeat them again and again. The more powerful and ferocious they perform, the more I look like a hero. Isn't this good?"

Sophia opened her mouth, but finally said: "I mean, they are very likely to develop aggressive illusions like us. Don't forget, drone technology..."

"Enough!" Beck roared: "I can't lose to him!"

He took a deep breath and stood silently in place. The Chinese scientist walked up and patted him on the shoulder. Beck stood up, looked at the time and said: "I will find a way. No matter what, we already have an advantage now. They lost to me today, they won't be reconciled. There is a big show tomorrow night."

Beck returned to the hospital with the help of a drone. He gently opened the hospital window and found that Schiller was sleeping with his back to him. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He lay back on the hospital bed and slept until dawn, but it was already early morning when he fell asleep. Originally, he should have slept until noon, but he was called up by Schiller as soon as it was dawn.

Beck was groggy, his brain was not very clear, it could almost be said to be blank, but Schiller asked him to fill out that damn form again. Beck was afraid of being discovered about the middle of the night, so he had to fill out the form patiently.

After he finished filling out the form, he saw Schiller pour him a glass of water. He picked up the cup, and the next second, with a bang, the cup fell to the ground.

"So hot!!" Beck cursed. He sat up from the bed, supported his upper body with his elbows, shook his arms, and then saw Schiller squatting down to clean up the fragments in a leisurely manner.

"What's going on?" A tall agent pushed the door open a crack and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Nothing." Schiller stood up with the fragments wrapped in paper, looked at Beck, but shook his head and said nothing.

The agent's eyes on Beck became more and more unkind. He raised his eyebrows and said: "There is an inquiry in two hours. You'd better be honest and don't do any small movements, otherwise you'll be finished."

Then he turned his head and said to Schiller with some helplessness: "Hard work, doctor, stick to it for a few more days."

Schiller also nodded to him, and the door was closed.

"Damn it! Why did you pour me such hot water?!" Beck stared at Schiller with great dissatisfaction.

"Didn't you just see me pour the water from the kettle that had just boiled?" Schiller looked at Beck and said helplessly: "Why did you reach out to take it?"

"But you put it there, isn't it..."

"Every time I reminded you to drink water these days, didn't I say 'drink some water'? I didn't speak today, just to wait for the water to cool down."

Beck looked at the ceiling helplessly, let out a long breath and lay back on the bed. The stuffy mood in his heart was indescribable. After thinking for a long time, he finally found another loophole. He said: "Then why did you call me up so early?"

"Because S. H. I. E. L. D. is very busy today, and the agents are coming two hours early. They asked me to ensure you are awake enough. Didn't I get up as early as you?"

After speaking, Schiller yawned and turned to the preparation room with some fatigue. Beck always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

No one spoke, and Beck lay on the bed. He got up too early today. As soon as he lay down, he started to get sleepy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Schiller called him up again.

"You can't sleep, there is an inquiry." Schiller put an ice cube on Beck's head. Stimulated by the cold, Beck woke up suddenly again, feeling his brain swelling and hurting.

"You are abusing patients!"

"I'm just finishing my work." Schiller appeared very helpless, as if facing a child who was making trouble unreasonably. He said: "What made you fall into this situation today is your attitude of refusing to cooperate. At the same time, this is also the culprit that made me fall into this place."

"How else do you want me to cooperate?!" Beck suddenly became very excited, as if venting the emotions he had held back for a long time, "I said, I don't know what's going on!"

"I admit that I changed my identity to avoid the sky-high compensation, but I also passed the review of the space station position based on my own ability, didn't I? I also did a good job in my work, didn't I? Why do you treat me as a criminal?"

"Because you are indeed a criminal." Natasha brought several agents and broke in.

The only new face among the agents stepped forward, showed his ID to Beck and said: "FBI senior agent, now arresting you on 26 charges including identity theft, endangering national aerospace security, and planning and implementing terrorist attacks. Quentin Beck, come with us."

Beck widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe it, but Natasha hugged her arms and said: "Do you really think you did a good job in your main job? Then after the photovoltaic integrated device was burned, who deleted the surveillance video?"

Beck opened his mouth and said: "I don't know! I..."

"You are the general manager of the software security engineering department. After the disaster, you left your post without authorization, leading to further deterioration of the situation. Even if you didn't do this, you can't escape the blame. Coupled with your changing your identity to mix into the space station, sentencing you to a crime of endangering aerospace security is not wrong at all."

"I didn't, but I finally found the key information. If you don't believe it, you can ask Dr. Sophia. I took them to the general control room..."

But at this time, the handcuffs had been put on Beck's hands. Beck struggled crazily, but the agents didn't care about this at all. They dragged him from the hospital bed and walked out the door with him.

Just as he passed Natasha, he saw a mocking smile on Natasha's face, and some memory fragments flashed in Beck's mind.

He had seen Natasha. When he was still working at the Stark Group, he had seen Natasha entering and leaving the laboratory, and even seen her talking happily with Tony Stark.

She is Stark's person! Beck thought in disbelief, the two of them are in the same group!

Yes, how could he forget, Stark is a big capitalist, he can completely bribe FBI and S. H. I. E. L. D. agents, and even bribe judges and juries. As long as they insist that it is his dereliction of duty, he will definitely be thrown into prison!

No, no, there is still a way. In the panic, Beck thought, although Stark has money, he is not without capital. He is Mysterio. As long as he can find evidence to prove his innocence before the trial, there is still hope.

Beck turned his head to look at his phone.

As everyone knows, the vast majority of countries have a bail system. In non-major crimes, suspects only need to pay a certain amount of bail after being arrested to indicate that they will appear in court on time, and they can restore their personal freedom.

In the United States, paying enough bail basically restores complete personal freedom. Many rich people can even travel everywhere before appearing in court, and their activities are completely unrestricted, precisely because of the existence of this system.

That is to say, before the real trial, Beck still has the last chance to turn the tables, and that is to pay enough bail and use this period of bail to find evidence to prove that he is innocent.

If he doesn't pay bail, with the FBI and S. H. I. E. L. D. watching him, it is almost impossible to climb over the wall like in the hospital to carry out his great superhero career, so he will inevitably choose bail.

Sure enough, five hours after Beck was arrested, Schiller's phone rang, and Coulson's voice came from the other side, "There are some clues, does the doctor want to come and see?"

Schiller set off for S. H. I. E. L. D. After arriving at the office, Coulson and his subordinates were fiddling with the computer. Seeing Schiller coming, Coulson immediately greeted him.

"You really have it, doctor, there is indeed some clue." Coulson took Schiller inside and said: "The one who paid the bail for him is Dr. Sophia Adra. The two of them are colleagues, at least on the surface."

"But according to the data, Dr. Adra's economic situation is not enough to pay Beck's bail. Judging from her income flow, it is like this, but she suddenly took out a large sum of money to bail Beck out."

"Did you find the source of the funds?"

"This is exactly one of the clues." Coulson came to a computer and sat down and said: "Two hours after Beck was arrested, Dr. Adra's account suddenly had a sum of money of unknown origin, and the amount was exactly the same as the required bail."

Schiller narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Coulson and said: "Who gave her the money?"

"This money went through several international accounts. We are currently tracking it, but usually such money is black money, and it is difficult to find the real source."

"Boss!" Suddenly one of the agents called out and said: "Found it!"

Coulson and Schiller immediately walked over. Schiller leaned to the screen and found that the location name pointed to by the final source of the account was "Hong Kong".

"What did you say?!" Beck looked at the agent outside in disbelief across the railing and said: "I have already paid the bail, why don't you let me go?!"

"Sorry, we found another case of yours." The agent outside said: "When you were working at the Stark Group before, you damaged the equipment in the laboratory. For this, you need to bear 2 million US dollars in compensation. If you cannot pay this part of the compensation, we have no way to let you leave like this."

"Why! I have already paid the bail!" Beck kept hitting the railing and roared outside, but the agent ignored him at all. After a long time, the agent said a sentence, "Don't forget, only suspects with lighter circumstances and meeting bail conditions can be bailed. In the case of no criminal record, you do meet the bail conditions, but if you connect to your previous bad behavior, I am afraid you are not eligible for bail."

Beck hammered the railing hard, but he knew what the agent said was true. Generally speaking, it is difficult to bail for a second offense, and even if it is possible, the required bail is very high.

The amount involved in his previous case was as high as 2 million US dollars. Even according to New York State regulations, calculated based on the bail amount for the first imprisonment, at least 200,000 US dollars in bail is required. He can't even take out 20,000 US dollars now, let alone 200,000 US dollars.

"I want to see Sophia, I want to see Sophia!" Beck grabbed the railing and roared.