The Iron Monger's Outcome

Finally, Tony chose to meet Coulson in the living room. There was no other reason than curiosity – he wanted to know what kind of organization it was that even Feeney temporarily wanted to avoid.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, I'm Phil Coulson. We met last time."

Coulson extended his hand with a smile to greet Tony. To be honest, he was a bit surprised. He hadn't expected to be able to see Tony this way and had only intended to go through the motions. He never thought Tony would actually agree to meet him.

"Yes, what is it?"

Tony didn't shake his hand. He walked directly to the table, picked up some snacks, and put them in his mouth. At this moment, he missed Feeney's Sumire's Fried Chicken Rolls.

Coulson didn't mind, naturally withdrew his hand, and said kindly, "I'd like to understand your and Miss Potts's itinerary this afternoon."

Tony turned around and looked at Coulson. "What, do we have to report where we go to you?"

"Of course not," Coulson explained with a smile. "I'm just a bit curious how Mr. Stark completely disappeared from our sight and then suddenly returned."

"Maybe your subordinates were too tired and just didn't see."

Tony said casually, then took a sip of tea, his expression unchanged.

"Alright, it seems I need to have a serious talk with them when I get back." Coulson still didn't press the issue. He watched Tony, who had sat down on the sofa and was slowly drinking tea, and walked over to sit down as well. He sighed and said, "Mr. Stark, actually, we have some leads regarding the people who kidnapped you."

"Hmm... I've already found the culprit," Tony said frankly after looking at Coulson. "What is it? Hurry up and say it. I don't like chatting with a man late at night."

"Who was that person in the silver armor?"

Coulson finally asked directly, knowing that if he wasted another word, Tony would probably kick him out.

"He doesn't want to see you."

Tony didn't pretend to be ignorant, but he also didn't betray Feeney. Dealing with these agents, if you didn't give them something they wanted to know, they could be annoying for a long time.

"Were you the red-gold robot fighting that giant robot in the news?"

"It's not called a red-gold robot!"

Tony frowned in dissatisfaction and corrected him, "That's the Iron Armor, Mark II."

"So the giant one is Mark I?" Coulson asked curiously.

Tony didn't know Obadiah had named the Iron Monger. After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head. "It was modified based on Mark I."

"Was the pilot inside Obadiah Stane?"

Seeing Tony cooperating so well, Coulson's mouth almost reached his eyes with joy. He quickly asked all the questions he was unsure about.

"I didn't expect you to investigate so quickly. That's right, he also kidnapped me, wanting to seize my technology this time." Although the evidence Pepper had obtained earlier had been retrieved by Obadiah, he was now buried under an avalanche. They just needed to go find it again.

"Where did you go in the end?"

"Snow Mountain!"

"And Obadiah Stane?"

"Buried by an avalanche. He might be dead."

"Is the identity of that person in the silver armor really not to be revealed?"

Coulson asked again. In fact, he had already guessed Tony's and Obadiah's identities. It was only the mysterious silver-armored person about whom he had no information.

But one thing was certain: Tony's sudden appearance and disappearance were definitely related to that person.

"That depends on his wishes."

Tony stretched his body, stood up, and said to Coulson, "If he wants to see you, I'll notify you. If there's nothing else, I need to rest."

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

Coulson smiled and expressed his understanding. He was quite satisfied with this trip overall, only disappointed that he still hadn't found any clues about Feeney.

"Oh, right."

As he was leaving, Coulson seemed to remember something and turned back to Tony. "Regarding the news, we'll hold a press conference for you tomorrow. You just need to read the script."

Watching Coulson leave, Tony sighed with a complex expression and returned to his studio to continue working. His Miniature Arc Reactor had been taken by Obadiah, and it was still the old model. He needed to quickly produce a new one.

Coulson, who had left Tony's house, called Nick again to report the situation:

"Sir, Tony has admitted that he was the pilot of the two fighting robots. He calls that suit of armor Mark II. The other one was modified by Obadiah Stane based on Mark I. He was also the mastermind behind Tony's kidnapping. The reason for this conflict seems to be to seize Tony's technology."

"Regarding the person in the silver armor, based on Tony's tone and attitude when speaking, they should have only known each other for a short time, and the other party seems to know about us and doesn't want to make contact."

"Based on my judgment, it's not suitable to create conflict with Tony Stark right now, so I didn't press him. I feel that as long as we keep a close eye on Tony, we'll eventually discover the identity of the silver-armored person. Also, I think we can arrange a press conference for Tony to quickly quell the influence of this incident."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before Nick Fury's voice slowly came through: "I understand. Keep a close watch, don't take any drastic actions, and report to me at any time."

Hearing Nick agree, Coulson breathed a sigh of relief. Although what he said were the best options he could think of, one never knew if the approval of this dirty, hot-tempered superior could be obtained.

"Remember, you must find out the other party's identity."

After saying that, Nick Fury hung up the phone, leaving Coulson with a helpless sigh. In the end, he thought it would be easier to approach from Pepper's side.

The next day, while everyone was expecting Tony to come forward and explain the events of the battle at the Stark Industries project area last night, he couldn't be found.

"Are you sure he never left the house?"

Coulson, unable to get through on the phone and getting no response when knocking, asked his subordinate with a stern face, holding the speech he had rushed to prepare overnight.

"I'm sure," the subordinate quickly assured him. After the previous lesson, they had monitored the door almost without blinking. Their dark eye circles indeed proved they weren't lying.

"Okay, I got it."

Coulson nodded, dismissing his subordinates. He looked at the door, deep in thought. Ultimately, he decided against forcing it open and instead dialed Pepper's number again.

Meanwhile, Tony had heard Jarvis's report about Coulson's call, but he couldn't be bothered to answer. He wasn't even home.

"Are you sure this is the spot?"

Feeney, clad in 'Possessed by Evil Spirit,' floated in the air at the site of yesterday's combat, looking doubtfully at Tony's hand.

"I'm Tony Stark, kid. You gotta trust my tech!" Tony retorted, annoyed. "Hurry up and dig. I really don't want to stay in this place any longer."

The two were preparing to salvage the wreckage of Iron Monger. According to the machine Tony had built, Iron Monger had been brought to this location by Avalanche.

Now, it was finally time to determine if Obadiah was dead or alive.

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