Faced with Li Congxin's questioning, Agent Ross remained silent. It was not that he did not want to speak, but that he could not say a single word.
The fact that he had managed not to scream was already a remarkable display of willpower.
Li Congxin had a fine grasp of his strength. He could make the other party suffer to the fullest without actually injuring him. "Now that he has fallen ill, you people actually sent someone to keep him under surveillance. Is that how you treat a national hero?"
Only then did Li Congxin release his hand and wait for an explanation.
Rubbing his still-aching right hand, Agent Ross said with a pained expression, "I do not deny Dr. Pym's contributions to the country. Nor am I here this time in a personal capacity."
"Mr. Li, I understand how you feel, but could you calm down first? Let's sit down and discuss this rationally."
Without ceremony, Li Congxin pulled over a chair and dropped into it. "I'm sitting now. Say what you came to say."
Seeing Li Congxin's openly uncooperative attitude, Ross could not help but feel a headache coming on.
But duty compelled him, so he could only force himself to continue. "I don't want to debate with you whether the Ant-Man Suit truly exists. I only want to say that while Dr. Pym was conscious, he was indeed the most suitable custodian for the Ant-Man Suit. But now, Dr. Pym has fallen ill."
As he spoke, Agent Ross pointed at the black-and-white projection on the wall, where an image of Ant-Man had been captured, and said gravely, "Once such power falls into the hands of someone with ill intent, it will inevitably spell disaster for all humanity."
"You are not Dr. Pym, after all. I don't