Marvel's whitewashing cop, you want me to save the world?

Chapter 86 Tony Stark's Disappearance

The blonde beauty is none other than Tony Stark's secretary, Pepper Potts.

As the chief secretary of Stark Industries, she didn't know anyone like the CIA director or the FBI director.

The only person I knew was Colonel Rhodes, but I couldn't get in touch with him no matter what I did.

That's why she came to the charity gala and went directly to Commissioner Gallo of the New York Police Department.

"Ms. Pepper, you said Mr. Tony Stark has gone missing?"

Gallo was somewhat surprised and glanced at Obadiah Stan, the second-in-command of Stark Industries, who was chatting not far away.

From the other person's relaxed and cheerful demeanor, it was impossible to tell that such a major event had occurred.

Pepper quickly explained, "Tony was on a business trip in the Middle East at noon. He was supposed to fly back in the afternoon to attend the dinner, but he didn't come back. We can't get in touch with him at all."

"Could it just be a problem with the internet, causing the inability to contact us? After all, the facilities and equipment in the Middle East are relatively underdeveloped," Director Gallo asked tentatively.

It's only been a few hours since the afternoon, which is hardly enough to constitute a missing person case.

Pepper reached out and grabbed Chief Gallo's forearm, saying repeatedly, "I know that man well; he's very enthusiastic about things that interest him."

"He told me before he left that he would definitely come to this dinner party, saying that there was a very interesting guy there."

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Li En's face.

Li En remained expressionless.

He didn't know why Tony Stark thought he was an interesting person.

He didn't reply, because the moment he heard that Tony Stark had disappeared, another thing immediately came to mind.

Iron Man is about to be born.

This also means that the world will become more chaotic.

Moreover, it's no longer small-scale gang warfare, but rather an alien invasion, the arrival of mythology, a hellish conspiracy, and a series of other disasters.

Frank is currently in a coma, and the Umbrella Corporation has not yet grown to its full potential.

While my own strength is not weak, it is definitely not strong either.

We must accelerate the recruitment of personnel and improve our own capabilities.

Otherwise, they might not be able to gain a foothold in the coming chaotic world.

When Chief Gallo saw Pepper's anxious expression, he didn't think she was lying, and he took out his phone and put it to his ear.

"Pepper, what brings you here?" Obadiah Stan walked over, smiling and gesturing to Chief Gallo and Lee.

"Where has Tony gone off to play again? He won't even show up at the charity gala."

Upon seeing Obadiah approach, Gallo put the phone down from his ear.

"I can't get in touch with Tony. He's probably in danger," Pepper said quickly. "We need to find him right away."

Obadiah Stan leaned closer to Pepper and said, "Don't get excited, Pepper. Tony often goes for ten or more hours at a time without being reachable, doesn't he?"

"He went to the Middle East to do business, not to some desolate place."

"Right now, he's probably at a banquet with a few beautiful women, drinking to celebrate. He just turned off his phone, so we can't reach him."

"No, we can't contact any of his security personnel!" Pepper said hurriedly again.

Obadiah Stein smiled and said, "Tony is very generous to his entourage, which is one of his strengths. The security personnel should also celebrate."

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"And even if you report it to the police and ask them to look for Tony, it will take at least 24 hours to confirm that he is really missing."

"Although I think that kid must have gone crazy, if I can't contact him within 24 hours, I will immediately call the police and even ask the army to help search for him."

He turned his head, bowed slightly to Director Gallo, and offered his thanks.

"Chief Gallo is a New York police officer, while Tony is in the Middle East. There's no point in contacting him."

"I don't mean to belittle Director Gallo, but if Tony really did disappear in the Middle East, then this should be handled by the CIA."

"Right, right, hurry up and contact the CIA!" Pepper thought to herself. If she knew someone in the CIA, she would have already contacted them.

But she had spoken about this with Obadiah Stein not long ago.

The other party still used the excuse that Tony was having too much fun to believe that he had not disappeared at all.

Just like now.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems." Obadiah Stan patted Pepper on the shoulder, then looked at Lee and said directly.

"Officer Lee, I greatly admire what you did in Hell's Kitchen. Regarding this school incident, I am donating one million dollars on behalf of Stark Industries."

Lee En's lips immediately curled up, and he warmly stepped forward, extending both hands to shake Obadiah's hands, thanking him repeatedly.

"Thank you so much, the kids in Hell's Kitchen will thank you."

Chief Gallo's eyes flickered, but he made no further comment.

Pepper lowered her head; she knew she was just grasping at straws in desperation.

Gallo was just the New York City police chief; he had no authority to intervene in matters outside of New York.

She apologized to the three of them dejectedly, then took out her phone and quickly left while dialing.

After Pepper's interlude, the second half of the dinner went very smoothly.

Several major companies, including Stark Industries, Osborn Corporation, and Hammer Industries, each donated one million.

The other miscellaneous amounts add up to nearly three million.

In other words, this fundraising effort raised a total of six million yuan, a very considerable amount.

What was most surprising was that Mayor Morris did not reach for the money.

Instead, he advised Lee to use all the money for the school and to help the people in Hell's Kitchen.

When Lee En was puzzled at the police station, Brock told him the reason.

If Mayor Morris can use this opportunity to completely defeat his opponent.

Then he could continue to be mayor, and the benefits he could gain from it would certainly not be comparable to a mere few million.

Therefore, he will not only not take any money from this donation, but he will also not allow anyone else to take any money from it.

Anyone who reaches out will have their hand chopped off.

"But what if I want to do something with it?" Li En looked at Brock and said softly, "For example, I want to put it on the stock market."

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"It's extremely difficult. These kinds of donations are usually monitored by government officials. Mayor Morris will definitely send someone this time as well. It's basically impossible for you to invest the money in the stock market."

Brock shook his head and looked at Lee En with some confusion.

"When did you start playing the stock market, kid?"

In his impression, Li En was not a person who pursued luxury.

I'm still living in that small apartment in Clinton Garden, with the same few pieces of furniture.

As for food and drink, it's enough to fill my stomach. I'll occasionally go to a Chinese restaurant for a meal, but those expenses are definitely not considered extravagant.

My usual casual clothes after get off work are simple sportswear, and I don't plan to replace my shoes even though they're peeling.

The sudden announcement that they want to misappropriate charitable funds to speculate in stocks must be due to other circumstances.

Li En whispered, "I received some inside information that could definitely make money if we could use it."

"Do you know this thing is a crime?" Brock whispered a reminder.

After a moment's thought, he lowered his voice again and asked, "Is the source reliable?"

"Reliable, and highly confidential," Li En replied immediately.

Brock took off his hat, scratched it, and paced back and forth.

A moment later, he reached out and pulled Li En into the director's office, slammed the door shut, and then pulled up the blinds.

Then he continued in a low voice, "That donation is untouchable, but you could consider contacting the mafia."

"Borrow money from gangsters at exorbitant interest rates?" Li En hadn't expected Brock to be so audacious as to think of borrowing money from gangsters.

However, this is indeed a good approach, as the major gangs still entrenched in Hell's Kitchen remain.

They have more cash flow than many large listed companies.

"No, there's no point in lending them money. They're unlikely to give much. We should invite them over for a chat instead," Brock said, his eyes gleaming.

"Persuade them to contribute money together." After he finished speaking, he stared intently at Li En.

In fact, the condition he proposed was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

If Lee Eun is really willing to sit down and talk with the gang and reach this cooperation.

After that, the gangs that cooperate with these gangs will become all in the same boat.

This is voluntarily handing over leverage to the other party.

This method was actually quite common in the past.

Over two decades ago, the basis for cooperation between gangs and the police was that the police would commit murders in the presence of gang members.

This incident is no different from the previous ones; it's all about giving each other leverage.

"That's something I could consider," Li En said, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "But I'd have to take 50% of the profits."

"These things are all negotiable, but are you really sure?" Brock began, taking two steps forward to stand in front of Lee En, looking him directly in the eye, and asking in a deep voice, "Do you know what this means?"

"I know, but I'm afraid Matt will throw a tantrum at me." Li En shook his head with a smile, then continued, "But not all gangs are fine. Don't invite gangs that have a history of drug trafficking or human trafficking."

"There really aren't many gangs left. Does the Russian gang count as human trafficking?" Brock asked hesitantly.

The Russian gang's biggest business in all of New York is strip clubs, and almost all the girls there are from Eastern Europe.

But it's really hard to be completely sure whether they came here voluntarily to earn money or were trafficked and lured here.

He was a seasoned veteran who frequented strip clubs and often interacted with the dancers there.

Many dancers come here to earn money and then send it back to their hometowns.

"No need to invite anyone with doubts," Li En waved his hand.

Anything that raises suspicion is definitely problematic.

Even if there's no problem, Matt will still pick a fight with him.

If some evidence is actually found out, wouldn't he be embarrassed?

"If you don't want any of the ones you have doubts about, then you'll only have the Azure Dragon Gang and some smaller gangs left, and you probably won't be able to raise much money."

Brock reached out and rubbed his temples.

Among the smaller gangs in Hell's Kitchen, many sell only pirated goods and everyday items that are subject to tax evasion.

But these gangs don't have much money; they can only contribute a few hundred thousand at most.

"It's alright, take whatever you have." Li En looked at Brock, who had already turned around and was making a phone call to the Green Dragon Gang, and couldn't help but sigh.

The capital is still too little. With only the money from Umbrella Corporation, even if they buy Stark stock this time, they can only double their money at most.

Even if you add the 50% profit from the gangsters, you still won't earn tens of millions.

However, given the current situation, this amount of money can at least solve the immediate crisis.

The next morning, Brock and Li En arrived at an old Chinese restaurant called the Peace Hotel.

Under the leadership of the Green Dragon Gang, a total of six million was raised.

Lee En gave the money to Barron to work with Fergie.

"Matt didn't object?"

When Li En was talking to Foggy about this, he was puzzled not to hear Matt's voice coming from the other end of the line.

"That guy's been disappearing and coming out of nowhere lately, but don't worry, we'll definitely do our job."

"As long as your sources are reliable and kept confidential, we're sure to make a lot of money this time."

Virginia responded with great excitement.

"Okay." Li En guessed that Matt was probably going out at night with his face covered.

He thought about it for a moment, then edited a short message and sent it over.

You can play games at night, but you can't neglect your daytime work.

Ding.

A text message came back very quickly:

There are issues with Global United Investment Company; this is currently under investigation.

Lee did not reply to Matt's message.

Which large company doing business in New York City doesn't have problems?

A company with a clean foundation can never grow big.

In some respects, Umbrella himself has already broken many laws.

He shook his head, and a phone call came in; it was Dr. Connors.

After the call connected, the other party only said one sentence.

"The drug research has been successful."

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