Two days later, Washington.
Early that morning, television broadcasts in nearly every household were dominated by a single news story—the bodies of superheroes, including Captain America and Tony Stark, had been discovered atop the Washington Monument. The reporters at the scene all wore different expressions.
"We still do not know who was responsible, but it is clear that this is a provocation against the United States of America..."
"What consequences will the deaths of these superheroes bring, and who caused all this? We still do not know, but the government has responded that it will spare no effort in apprehending the culprit..."
"Due to Tony Stark's unexpected death, Stark Group's stock price has plummeted by seventy-eight percent. Turmoil in the financial markets is unavoidable..."
"The President will personally attend the funeral today, observe a moment of silence for the heroes, and deliver a eulogy. Now, please watch the live broadcast..."
Soon, the scene shifted to the funeral site. There, the suited President stood at the podium, solemnly reading his eulogy.
"...These heroes were guardians of justice. For humanity, for justice and freedom throughout the whole world, they gave everything they had. Yet now, they have been brutally murdered and even humiliated in this manner. This is something we cannot tolerate. Here, on behalf of the United States of America, I swear that we will find the culprit and bring them to justice, so that these heroes may rest in peace!"
However, before the President could finish his impassioned speech, a voice suddenly rang out, interrupting him.
"No need to look. I'm here."
As soon as those words fell, everyone saw a young man swagger through the entrance as though no one else were there, then head toward the podium where the President stood. Seeing this, the surrounding bodyguards and police