From under one person, being the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 137

Tony Stark looked down at the back of the nun in the photo frame and his face became serious.

What the hell is this?
It was now close to 12 midnight, and there was no one in the building except for the security guard downstairs and the fixed stay-at-home staff.

Although Stark Industries is a multinational giant group, don't underestimate the American trade unions. Today they dare to let employees work overtime until late at night, and tomorrow the unions will scold Stark Industries to the bone.

If it is more serious, workers will be organized to protest and parade. The opponents of the Stark Group will definitely be happy to see this scene, and even contribute to it behind the scenes.

Therefore, there are very few people in Stark Tower now.

The surroundings were silent, and because the floor was too high, you could only see the feasting lights and busy traffic outside the window.

Tony Stark can even hear his own breathing.

"This unscientific!"

Tony choked out the words through his teeth.

His eyes were bloodshot, half because of fatigue, and half because of the scene just now, which really broke his worldview.

No matter how you look at it, this scene has the taste of a horror movie.

Tony Stark swallowed a mouthful of spit. At this moment, he felt that the nun's back was a little scary.

Especially the black and white collocation, revealing a strong sense of time, I don't know if it is his illusion, he seems to be able to smell a musty smell.

It's the smell of an old house that hasn't lived for a long time.

"Science, believe in science."

Tony Stark said in a low voice, but due to the silence around him, his voice was not only not small, but rather loud.

But his tone was firm.

Tony Stark couldn't take his eyes off the eerie frame.

He opened the drawer with both hands.

"That's not it."

"Not this one either."

Expensive watches, the latest fashion magazines, and brand-new stacks of beautiful knives were thrown on the ground by him like garbage.

It took a few minutes for Tony Stark to show a hint of expectation on his face.

He had a video recorder in his hand, and Tony's expression now looked like he was grabbing the last straw after drowning.

He will not try again and again like the silly protagonist in a horror movie, relying on his brain, even if it is only once.

But he was able to repeat the scene just now like a movie in his mind.

This is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

He was sure that he had encountered something beyond his knowledge.

But this is not enough, he wants to confirm more accurately that this is a supernatural event, and the slow-motion function in the video recorder can help him further understand the strange event he is encountering now.

Tony Stark pointed the video camera at the corner of the table where the nun's picture frame was placed.

Then he put on the white gloves he had just touched.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he threw the photo frame into the trash can again.

The trash can and table were within his sight at the moment.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Time passed little by little...

The photo frame was always in the trash can, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and blinked his eyes.

The next moment, his expression froze.

The photo frame is back in place!

The most terrifying thing was that the nun in the photo frame turned around.

It's just that the nun lowered her head so that people could not see her face clearly.

"!!!"

Tony Stark stood up abruptly, this time, without looking at the VCR.

He was convinced that he had encountered a supernatural event.

Magic can never do this!

calm!calm!
Tony Stark patted his face.

He was a little lucky, he had a quarrel with Potts during the day, if she was by his side, he would not be able to calm down and think about countermeasures.

There are only two options before him now, either evacuate here immediately, and deal with this matter the next day.

Or call the police now.

Regardless of the choice, he tried to pick himself out as much as possible.

One must be self-aware to be a human being, and he is good at science. Even the gods on the side of the road know more about such supernatural events than he does.

"Hello, New York Police Department? I'm Tony Stark. I've encountered a supernatural event. I need you to come over!"

"Dude, it's not Halloween, is it? Are you drunk?"

"..."

Tony hung up the phone with a sulky face, found out the cell phone number of the chief of the New York Police Department, edited a text message and sent it.

The scene where there is no signal in a horror movie, did not happen.

This made Tony breathe a sigh of relief.

Throughout the whole process, Tony didn't dare to let the picture frame out of his sight.

Tony struggled to let himself fall asleep.

He wanted to leave, but based on his experience of watching films, such a person would not live long in horror films.

If a supernatural event can be solved by escaping, then it is not called a supernatural event.

Tony's mood is mixed now.

He is now both fearful and full of curiosity about all this.

"Tony, are you in the office? I'll go find you."

It was a text from Potts.

"do not come!"

"?"

"My dear, I have encountered a supernatural event in my office."

"Make up a reason, and it doesn't look like it! Which one is your girlfriend again? Tony, we're done."

"..."

Tony gripped the phone tightly, resisting the urge to smash it.

He told the truth, why didn't he believe it?
Tony sighed helplessly, while looking at the nun's photo frame, he searched some supernatural forums on his phone.

In the United States, there are still quite a few forums for this kind of supernatural beings.

Tony doesn't waste time in vain, when people have time, they have to rely on themselves.

Who knows when the nun in this photo frame will change next time, maybe it will be the next moment.

"thump"

Tony Stark fell to the ground, rolling and crawling back and forth.

His face was pale, and he looked extremely frightened.

He saw the nun in the picture frame look up!
She was obviously a nun, but her eyes were dark with blood at the corners of her eyes, she looked like a devil, and there was blood dripping out of the photo frame strangely.

Blood slowly trickled down on the table.

The nun is in the church, a person who serves God, but stares at Tony Stark like a ghost.

This extreme contrast can provoke people's nerves.

At this moment, Tony Stark just wanted to run away, and he no longer had the calmness of the past.

"I'm Tony, prepare the plane for me, right now!!!!"

What escape is a dead end? At this time, the only way to relieve Tony Stark's inner fear is to leave here as soon as possible.

Imagine that you come across a photo frame of a nun that you can't throw away, which is similar to the doll that you can't throw away in horror movies.

There are only a few people in the whole building, and you are alone in the office.

The surrounding is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

Tony Stark's ability to persist until now is commendable.

If it were someone else, he would have already run away.

Tony Stark, immediately rushed out the door.

At the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, he ran towards the top floor of the building.

"boom"

He kicked open the door to the roof of the top floor.

He dared not take the elevator at all.

"I'm Tony Stark. I'm currently on the top floor of the Stark Group. I've encountered a supernatural incident. As long as it can be resolved, I will give away [-] million US dollars for free, and I will be hired as a lifelong consultant of the Stark Group with an annual salary of [-] million. !"

Stark Group has many subsidiaries.

Many billboards on the street are owned by Stark.

In the past, in order to win the favor of beauties, Tony also made a comprehensive advertising system.

Now it comes in handy.

"I'm Tony Stark. I'm currently on the top floor of the Stark Group. I encountered a supernatural event. As long as..."

Tony didn't care what effect this would have on the outside world.

Now he is not the Iron Man of later generations, he is still young and has all the qualities of a young man, such as impulsiveness, such as impulsiveness.

Besides, his life is at stake now, is there anything more serious than this!

His wealth is the biggest capital in his hands.

The people coming and going on the street began to stop.

Facing the advertising screen, pointing and pointing.

"That playboy, isn't he playing some new game?"

"Who knows?"

"You don't believe it, do you?"

"A little..."

This reward is too generous, living in this luxurious city, no one can resist being tempted.

But the supernatural events are too far away for the Americans living in this land.

If it was really weird, the ghosts of the Indians under this land would have torn them to pieces.

Potts, a little sad, got drunk at the bar on the street.

She felt that Tony was playing poker with some woman in the office.

Otherwise, why not let her pass.

They had been together for such a long time, and they would be noisy, but this time Tony didn't let her go to find him.

This is not tricky, what is this?
Potts felt green on his head.

"I'm Tony Stark. I'm currently on the top floor of the Stark Group. I encountered a supernatural event. As long as..."

Potts squinted, staring at the opposite billboard.

Of course, after she read these words, she immediately sobered up more than half of the wine.

She didn't actually drink much, she just had a poor capacity for alcohol.

Potts hurriedly checked out and pushed open the door of the bar.

She saw this news on all the billboards under the Stark Industries Group subsidiary.

"I'm Tony Stark, I'm currently on the top floor of the Stark Group..."

"damn it!"

Potts stomped and cursed.

She knew Tony, so he valued the Stark Group very much. Although it was sometimes unreliable, she would never make such a joke.

Now there is only one explanation, and that is that Tony is really in trouble!

……

In the dark office of S.H.I.E.L.D., a black man in a black leather jacket overlooked the downstairs, listening to the reports of his subordinates behind him.

His smooth bald head, under the moonlight, faintly reflects the light.

"The situation is like this. We still don't know whether this news is true or not, but according to our analysis of Tony Stark's personality, this Tony Stark should not be joking."

"supernatural event?"

Nick Fury turned to look at Coulson.

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he knows that this world is not as simple as it seems.

For example, aliens are real, and even he has been to aliens.

Also, there are mages in this world. Of course, S.H.I.E.L.D. only found relevant evidence of the existence of mages, not found mages.

From this point of view, supernatural events are really possible.

"You take someone to find Tony Stark immediately, and make sure he is safe."

"Yes!"

Just as the outside world was turbulent, Tony Stark was standing on the top roof with a pale face, not daring to take another half step forward.

Because right in front of him, a bigger photo frame was blocking him.

In the photo frame, the devil nun, or the cunning nun, stared at Tony with a ferocious face.

Tony actually felt a cold gaze staring at him this time.

It seemed as if the cunning nun would come out of the painting at any moment and take his life.

Tony couldn't help shivering.

He didn't notice that because of his extreme nervousness, his fingers inadvertently clicked on a recording.

Tony's mobile page is a ghost forum.

The information inside is complicated.

His fingers just landed on the page.

As soon as I pressed hard, I clicked on a recording.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom... boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Scared Tony.

Then he realized that it was the sound from his mobile phone.

But now his heart was full of fear, and he didn't dare to be distracted, so he just let the phone ring.

At this moment, the cunning nun let out a few ear-piercing screams and disappeared.

It's hard to describe these screams, there was resentment and unwillingness...

Tony blinked, looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that the painting was no longer around, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He then looked at his phone.

In his mobile phone, the sound of "dong dong dong" was still playing.

Could it be that the knock on the door saved him?
But he didn't find anything special about the knock on the door.

Tony glanced at the playback volume of the knock on the door, and there were close to 1 playbacks.

Tony listened for a moment before shutting the knock on the door.

It was fine at first, but after listening too much, he felt that the knock on the door made him flustered.

It was as if every knock hit his heart.

It left him breathless.

He didn't like this feeling very much.

too depressing.

But he didn't dare to exit the page, in case that terrifying nun's evil spirit came to him again, he had to be ready to play it.

……

Thousands of miles away, in a hotel, a man and a woman are visiting a supernatural forum.

"Husband, the current supernatural forum is not interesting, there is nothing real about it."

As she spoke, she clicked on a recording.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

"Tch, let me tell you, the current supernatural forums use this kind of door knocking sound as horror material, it's really boring."

None of them noticed that when the knock on the door was heard, an old man appeared outside their door.

The old man's face was covered with corpse spots, and he stood stiffly at the door. There was no look of a living person in his eyes.

Just gray and dead silence.

The old man slowly raised his hand covered in corpse spots, and knocked on the door of the two of them.

"Boom boom boom... boom boom boom... boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door of the couple's room.

"Who is it, it's a big night!"

An impatient voice of a man came from inside the house.

(End of this chapter)