âMy name is Happy Hogan, and I am Tonyâs bodyguard and driver.â
Seeing Pepper and Bruce chatting fairly well, the fat man on the side also intervened in the conversation between them.
âItâs nice to meet you, Happy. I like this name.â
Bruce shook hands with Happy in a friendly manner.
âWhy isnât Kid-sama here yet?â
On the other side, Daisy asked depressedly.
A long time has passed since the opening ceremony.
However, not even the shadow of Phantom Kid appeared.
âMaybe⊠he doesnât want to steal the Arc Reactor anymore. After all, itâs not a gem.â
Barbara laughed sarcastically.
âNo, he will definitely come!â
From the side, Pamela said in determination.
On stage, Tony looked at his watch.
âTime flies so fast. Itâs almost twelve oâclock, so letâs start todayâs highlights now.â
The audience was very seduced, and everyone knew what Tony was referring to.
It is the exhibition of the first generation Arc Reactor!
It also means that Phantom Kid might appear!
âIt looks like you are all looking forward to the little guy who rescued me from the cave⊠but, I know you are looking forward to another one.â
âAt the end of the show, let us talk about the Stark Expo in its entirety.â
Tony clapped his hands, and the surrounding spotlights went out.
The big screen on the booth was on.
âThe founder of the Stark Expo is my father Howard Stark. So, I thought that it is best for him to introduce the Expo.â
Tony said so, but no one could see the complexity deep in his eyes. He respected his father, and at the same time was dissatisfied with his nature, since this latter was always focused on work.
Many times Tony couldnât help but wonder if his father had never liked him.
âWhat!!!!â
Suddenly, the audience screamed with excitement.
Tony was puzzled. «Isnât it the videotape of Howard introducing the fair? I donât know how many times I have watched it.»
«What is this exaggerated reaction?»
«Is it possible that after a few decades, Howard is still so lofty in the hearts of the people?»
Tony looked back at the big screen in wonder, and at that, he was stunned.
Although Howardâs voice was playing in the stereo, Howardâs videotape was not played on the screen.
Instead, a white picture with a few lines written on it was released.
âMr. Stark, I am here to take the first generation Arc Reactor.
Phantom Kidâ
Beside the word was, of course, Kidâs head.
Could it be said that Phantom Kid has stolen the reactor?
But he never appeared from beginning to end!
Moreover, the current Arc Reactor should still be stored under a certain floor.
âJarvis, put on my battle suit.â
Many robotic arms rose again under the floor of the booth, and Tony quickly put on the Mark IV suit.
âCheck who has changed the tape!â
Tony asked Jarvis to check the surveillance of the fair, and then pressed the switch to raise the display case of the Arc Reactor.
The floor in the center of the exhibit automatically parted and a display case rose from below.
A device identical to the reactor in Tonyâs chest could be seen lying inside the hard bulletproof glass.
âIt seems that our thief did not get his prey.â
After checking out that the reactor in the display case was genuine with the energy detection system that came with the suit, Tony smiled and exhaled in ease.
However, no one cared about Tony in his suit at this time, their attention was drawn to another thing.
âOh, my God! Whatâs that on the ground?â
âIs that a bomb?â
Just the second after Tony spoke, many black balls appeared on the ground in the center of the venue inexplicably, and then exploded with a loud bang.
Dense smoke instantly enveloped the entire venue.
âItâs a smoke bomb!â
The chaos started suddenly.
After all, the citizens of New York are not like the citizens of Gotham. Even if they know that they are just smoke bombs, they still canât resist the fear in their hearts.
The audience in the venue ran out one after another.
âWhatâs the big deal, is this scary?â
On the edge of the auditorium, Daisy looked disdainful. Their position was just off the place with the most crowds, and they were least likely to be crammed in the herd.
âIf we leave now, you wonât be able to see Kid-sama.â
Barbara was tempted to say that there are not many true Kid fans in the audience. Who would take the risk and remain here?
But when her mouth uttered, âMaybe⊠New York has been too peaceful these years.â
Pamelaâs eyes flickered, and she didnât know what she was thinking.
âTony!â
As his bodyguard, Happy yelled and rushed to the stage.
Everyone knows that Tony is wearing a battle suit now, and he doesnât need Happyâs protection at all, but this is not the reason enough for Happy to sit underneath and do nothing. A bodyguard must act like a bodyguard.
Who knew that Pepper was faster than him. When he had just walked out of the auditorium, Pepper was already at the booth.
At this moment, neither of them noticed that Bruceâs seat was empty for some timeâŠ
Even if they noticed, at best they would think that Bruce had escaped like other audience members.
âSir, I have checked all the surveillance records, and there are only three people who may have manipulated the videotape.â
Jarvisâs voice sounded in Tonyâs helmet.
âWho are they?â
âYou, Happy Hogan and⊠Pepper Poz.â
In an instant, Tonyâs mind flashed, thinking of Kidâs notice letter, he knew who Phantom Kid was!
âTony, are you okay?â
At this moment, Pepper just ran over and asked with concern as he ran.
«No, no, Pepper has never been so gentle to meâŠÂ»
Tony thought in his mind that the real Pepper would actually curse at him for being foolish.
He immediately stood in the middle, between Pepper and the Arc Reactor display case.
âHey, Pepper, donât come over here yet.â
âWhat, what are you talking about?â
Pepper paused and asked with a frown.
âYou are Phantom Kid, right?â
Tony pointed the palm cannon at Pepper.
âTony! You are crazy, how could I be Phantom Kid?â
âHa, your teaser letter is just too clumsy and highly deceptive. To be honest, I donât like riddles at all, I prefer to crack codes and systems, because all codes have a strict set of logic, and with logic comes breakage.â
âBut the riddle is different. The setting of the riddle is purely dependent on the designerâs subjective psychology. It can be illogical. It is impossible to guess the meaning of the riddle without the key entry point. I prefer to call the riddle a cold joke.â