Marvel: I Have Severe Mental Disorder

Inside SHIELD.

Nick Fury took a deep breath, took out a black pager from the drawer, and after pressing it lightly, his eyes were solemn and his expression extremely serious, and he ordered: "The technical department will now hack into Stark Industries for me. Building, copy the video of today's vice president's office and send it to me."

"Remember, don't leave a small tail. You are all the top hackers on this planet, don't let me down."

The top hackers of the S.H.I.E.L.D. technical department worked extremely efficiently, and successfully obtained the surveillance video in the Stark Industrial Building in only ten minutes.

Nick Fury looked at the video file that had been uploaded to his computer, lit his pipe, and took a deep breath. He was going to watch the video tonight, and analyze it frame by frame, reading every subtle facial expression. to be analyzed.

Never let any potential threat go unnoticed.

There must be absolutely nothing beyond the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.

...

late at night.

Ingram Avenue, Queens, New York.

Zhou Ran Villa.

bedroom bed.

Zhou Ran was already asleep, and he slept very sweetly. He always slept very fast. As soon as his body was glued to the bed, he could fall asleep very quickly.

This is one of the skills he is most proud of. This skill allows him to have enough sleep, plenty of rest, full spirit and strong physical strength during the day, so that he can work tirelessly and diligently.

However, although he has enough sleep time every day and gets a good rest, sometimes he feels mentally exhausted and empty for no reason, and his whole body is sore and weak, as if every cell in his body is in Shout out loud.

He was afraid that he would wear out his body and get sick all over. As a result, after various physical examinations, he was in good health and full of energy. In the end, it could only be attributed to too much psychological pressure.

Natasha was lying on the bed, listening to Zhou Ran's sound of deep sleep and the sound of even breathing.

She didn't have a trace of sleepiness at all, she was very excited and active, and she couldn't sleep.

The whole mind is filled with Zhou Ran's insanely crazy smile and the question, "Miss Ellie, why are you asking such a strange question?"

She is now eager to get the results of that video from Chief Nick to make sure her thoughts are accurate.

She also wanted to know what kind of situation Zhou Ran had guessed?

She also hoped that it better not be true.

After all, during a few days of close-up observation, this man didn't do anything dangerous, and his words and actions were all positive, which was a very positive example.

With a noble character, careful work, and hard work, this man's experience is in line with the American dream.

He was an orphan, was kind, studied hard, and relied on work-study programs to finance his university tuition. After entering New York University, he maintained the first grade every year, and never fooled around. He organized various clubs and won many awards. In his spare time, he would go to the orphanage to take care of the elderly. After graduation, he joined Stark Industries Group, worked hard, and became the director of Stark Industries Group for ten years, becoming Tony Stark's right-hand man.

It's not an exaggeration for such a person to call a genius, but no one in Stark Industries calls Director Jake a genius, everyone can see Jake's efforts, and everyone can see Jake's hardships.

To describe Jake as a genius is to insult him. Everything he has achieved is achieved step by step and through his own efforts.

This is a very inspirational and typical character, the embodiment of the American dream.

Although the American Dream is just a pie drawn out of thin air by the government for the people, when someone actually makes it, it will not be a pie that cannot be eaten.

This is a piece of cake that can be eaten, and it is a good thing for the future development of the entire United States.

The American Dream is that as long as you work hard enough, you will succeed, and your personal dreams will be fulfilled.

In America, Jake leads the younger generation, and he is the idol of most ordinary people.

But such a spiritual leader, an idol he worships, becomes a murderer, a vicious criminal, and everything he does is disguised, then it will cause a huge storm.

But if you leave it alone, let the clown spread his spirit and spread his ideas, then America will really have a gun battle every day, and countless criminals will be born.

Or the kind of criminal who is not afraid of death and has the characteristics of a clown.

Either way, it would be a disaster.

Exactly how things are, we still need to wait for the Secretary's news, and how to deal with it, we also need to wait for the Secretary's arrangement.

He must be able to handle these issues.

Still, I wish it was better that Jake wasn't the Joker.

In the chaotic thinking, Natasha fell asleep in a daze.

After Natasha fell asleep, after the sound of even breathing, she fell into a deep sleep.

The corners of Zhou Ran's mouth slowly raised upwards, revealing a very crazy smile that spread to the roots of his ears.

In the dark spiritual space.

The clown reached out and snapped his fingers, and a light appeared, shining on him.

Today he was wearing a delicate black tuxedo, chaotic paint on his face, and a black top hat on his head.

A smile appeared on the clown's face, bowed deeply to the three audience members, walked gracefully to a piano, and sat down.

He withdrew the smile on his face, tidied up his tuxedo, loosened the red bow tied around his neck, coughed twice, and said very seriously: "My dear friends, please come and listen to the clown in person. The piano piece I created! This is the piano piece that I have been thinking about for a long time, and the inspiration came from an oil painting, "The Carnival of Hariquin."

"This is a wonderful piece of music that is destined to be remembered by history. I gave this piano piece a very interesting name, "The White Dove in Hell."

"Ding!"

The clown closed his eyes, raised his hands high and slammed the piano hard, and began to play.

"Ding, ding, ding...hahaha..."

With the performance, the smile on the clown's face became bigger and bigger, his laughter became more and more crazy, and his hands were waving faster and faster, and afterimages appeared.

It's not a piano piece at all, it's like a scream in hell, it's the cry of the devil, very harsh, very scary, this is a piece of music that is difficult to express in words, because this is a piece of music played by a lunatic , he didn't know what he was playing?

Under the stage, listening to the clown playing, Xiao Zizai gently pushed his glasses, a hint of scarlet flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, a slight smile appeared, and he muttered to himself: "The white in hell Doves? Mr. Clown's metaphor is vivid..."

Holding the dark stone, Hannibal slowly closed his eyes, and his body began to dance to the rhythm of the music, mesmerized.

"Ding……"

"boom!"

When the last note was played, the piano was also smashed by the clown with both hands.

The clown slowly stood up, took off the black top hat on his head, bowed, and said with a smile, "Thank you, everyone for listening."