Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 64 New York? Turmoil?
Logically speaking, he was working at a high intensity for three days straight, and getting less than three hours of sleep each day.

Luca should have looked haggard, or at least physically tired.

However, perhaps it was because the body was still very young, or perhaps it was simply the excitement of creating a finished product for the first time.

At this moment, Luca still felt full of energy.

However, just as he was about to try out the newly created 'auxiliary repair mech' with Harlow and himself,

Outside the underground laboratory, Samira's voice could be heard asking questions.

"Young Master, breakfast is ready. You don't still want to eat in the lab, do you?"

As they spoke, Samira's voice grew closer.

Luca was slightly dazed for a moment, then immediately ran over to open the door for her.

Looking back, I saw the completed mecha.

There's no need to rush.

He simply spoke directly to Samira.

"Let's go upstairs and eat."

After saying that, Luca, yawning, turned back to look at Haro, who was still sitting in the auxiliary mech, and greeted him softly.

"Come on, hello, let's come together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haro, which was originally connected to the auxiliary mecha, immediately flapped its ears and stretched out its two short arms, applying slight force to the connecting parts on both sides.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "pop".

Orange Haro pulled itself off the mech's 'pilot' seat as if it were a radish being pulled up.

Then, it hopped and skipped over to Luca's side.

Hmm. He bumped his head on his knee again.

"Stupid Luca! Stupid Luca!"

"The cockpit is too small! The cockpit is too small!"

Seeing the orange-clad Haro angrily slamming into his knee, Luca simply ignored it and strode towards the stairs.

In fact, this wasn't the first time Luca had made this kind of 'minor mistake' during the production of the auxiliary mech these past few days.

If Harlow hadn't been constantly observing and reminding me, it's questionable whether this piece would have ever been completed.

Therefore, by this time, Luca had long been used to being frequently criticized by Haro, his 'strict teacher'.

Samira, on the other hand, first looked at the spherical robot that was hopping and skipping after Luca with a strange expression, and then glanced at the messy state of the laboratory.

He thought to himself with a strange feeling.

'When the young master invented those gadgets before, they weren't this complicated, were they? And why did it take so long this time?'

'Could this pet toy ball be some kind of amazing invention?'

Although she had some doubts, Samira wasn't a particularly curious person.

Besides, she didn't know much about these inventions and creations, so she simply followed Luca upstairs without saying a word.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, I saw that the area around the tables was completely empty.

Luca turned to Samira with some confusion and asked.

"What about the rest?"

Samira, who was still lost in thought, immediately spoke up upon hearing this.

"Dunshan took Green Bull and Wrench to exchange the bonds and gold bars they had collected from Kingpin for cash."

When Kingpin was mentioned, Samira deliberately lowered her voice. Luca, however, didn't seem to mind.

As for the gold bars and bonds that Samira mentioned, they refer to the things she found in that house after killing Kingpin.

However, Luca didn't have time to examine it carefully until he returned.

Besides gold bars and bearer bonds, which are probably kept as a small treasury for emergencies, there are other things inside.

The most important item, however, was a USB drive containing damaging information about the New York police officers and officials that Kingpin had bribed.

This contains substantial negative information about hundreds of people, ranging from municipal councilors and district judges to police detectives and prison guards.

In retrospect, Luca realized that the information on the USB drive was perhaps far more important than the 10% stake he had originally wanted.

However, Luca hasn't figured out yet how to make use of this resource.

After all, these are all 'dirt'. When they are actually used, while they may play a role, they may also immediately offend a group of 'big shots' involved in the matter.

For now, Luca can only keep these documents sealed away as a trump card.

Let's return to the topic at the dinner table.

After telling her where Dunshan and the other two had gone, Samira, who was about to speak, hesitated for a moment and then remained silent.

Luca looked at him with slight surprise, but immediately understood what was going on.

Thinking back to when we had dinner together a few days ago.

Thresh kept his mouth buried in his food, not even lifting his head, as if afraid of being noticed by his socially awkward eating habits.

And the image of Chang Gong setting out the food and raising a glass of red wine in self-pity.

It seems unlikely that these two would want to dine with him without any other teammates present.

So, all these capable guys have some quirks, right?

Luca shook his head with amusement, then reluctantly took his seat and began eating with Samira.

Seeing this, Harlow rolled around on the ground out of boredom.

"Eat! Eat!"

Ignoring the gadget he was having so much fun with, Luca picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the morning news.

As soon as the television screen lit up, the sweet news broadcast voice, carrying with it a sense of tension, immediately hit the screen.

"In recent days, the riots in New York City's Midwest have continued unabated, and the out-of-control situation is spreading to the entire Manhattan area at a visible speed!"

The female anchor's meticulously made-up face was filled with terror as the camera suddenly cut to a street scene billowing with thick smoke.

"Following yesterday's attack on Fifth Avenue Bank by alien weapons, this morning the Chase Manhattan branch on Wall Street was again blasted open by heavy fire. In just five days, there have been three major bank robberies. Thugs armed with alien weapons are constantly threatening the safety of New Yorkers!"

"Three armed robberies have occurred so far! Seven innocent civilians have been taken from us forever!"

"Yet, even under such circumstances, a horrific incident occurred in Midtown Manhattan where a white police officer on duty shot a Black citizen!"

The camera focused on a black man who had been shot and was lying on the ground. The news anchor leaned forward, his tone full of accusation.

"City Hall, what were our police doing when rioters were armed to the teeth with alien technology?"

"Now! I can't help but ask on behalf of those innocent citizens! New York Police Department! Are you protectors or creators of chaos?!"

The sound on the television paused slightly, and the female anchor took a few breaths, seemingly very angry, before finally speaking again.

"Next, let's connect with a survivor of the robbery at the Jingzao Datong branch. He learned from this..."

The sound continued, and the scene switched to an outdoor interview.

However, Luca and Samira, who were having dinner, looked at each other in bewilderment.

(End of this chapter)