Stalemate

Jack had been on a plane for several hours. After landing, George Stacy immediately stopped him. "Mr. Jack Jenkins, please come with us to assist with the investigation."

"Sorry, I need to take care of my children, and I also need to contact my lawyer. I'll come assist with the investigation after that, so please let me pass now!" Jack frowned. These police officers completely disregarded his children, which made him somewhat annoyed. The law didn't protect citizens like him from the lower class, but it relentlessly pursued bank robbers. Was this America?

This line of thinking wasn't correct, but what else could Jack think? When he was on the verge of bankruptcy, the law couldn't protect him. Now, they were scrutinizing him without considering his children's feelings. How could he think normally? Jack was furious, but then he felt like laughing. These police officers couldn't do anything to him.

"Mr. Jack Jenkins, your good friend Jerry is dead!" George Stacy suddenly said.

Jack froze. "When?" He hadn't expected them to tell him directly that Jerry was dead. It was so blunt. However, his momentary pause was timed perfectly, and his subsequent hurried tone was just right.

"The day before yesterday. We suspect it was murder!" George Stacy was still giving it his all. If he could break a suspect directly, he wouldn't have to waste a lot of police resources on tracking them later.

"The day before yesterday? My God, how could he suddenly..." Jack's sadness wasn't faked. Although Jerry was a bit wild and loved drag racing, they had known each other for twenty years, worked together, and even robbed a bank together. Despite a small disagreement recently, their friendship was still there.

"A car accident, but it looks more like murder."

"How could that be? Although he often hung out with street racers, he never did anything bad. Who would want to kill him? I'm sorry, I'm very upset right now. I want to take my children home. Then I'll go see Jerry. He was always alone. Who's helping with his funeral?"

"Because it's suspected to be murder, and he died in a traffic accident, his body is currently with our police. He was on the phone before he died."

"On the phone? With whom?"

"We'd like to know that too!"

"Alright, I hope you find out. We're leaving now. Goodbye!" Jack ignored the police officers and left with his children. George Stacy narrowed his eyes, watching Jack go.

Jack left the airport and went straight home with his children. The two children were a bit quiet. "What's wrong?" Jack asked them after they got home.

"Dad, did you really rob a bank?" his second son asked.

"Of course not. You know, Dad and two uncles went abroad and started an investment company. This was our last gamble, but we succeeded. That's the most important thing."

"I knew Dad was the best!" his youngest daughter shouted happily.

"Of course, Dad is always the best!" Jack's smile was very bitter. He had almost lost his family, but he didn't regret it. His three children needed him to hold the family together; he had to be strong. "Alright, take your luggage to your rooms. I imagine you're all tired. Get some sleep, and I'll take you out for a big meal tonight. Your sister isn't here, so you two should eat more."

The two children went upstairs. Jack took out his phone. "Roy, how is your wife?"

"Jack, you're back? She's been in surgery for three hours, and I'm still waiting!" Roy's voice was a bit tired. Waiting outside the operating room was the longest wait, and his heart was constantly in his throat; that feeling was too agonizing.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine. I just got back. I'll bring the kids over later. Everything will be alright."

"Yes, everything will be alright."

Jack really wanted to talk to Ghost now, but Mo Fei didn't have time to deal with him. Jarvis, as a pseudo-AI, had decent search functions. It collected video recordings, processed them according to its judgment, and then handed them over to Mo Fei. Mo Fei himself selected specific ones for observation, but finding agents wasn't easy, especially agents who were in trouble.

They were a profession that hid themselves. It wasn't easy to find an agent in New York. Mo Fei prepared for a long-term struggle. He also planned to keep Jarvis.

Tony Stark stared at his laptop after waking up. The S.H.I.E.L.D. branch people had retreated. They had no intention of fighting for superiority; their technology was clearly inferior, so wasting time would be futile. Tony Stark, on the other hand, had a personality that refused to admit defeat. His assistant, Thomas, was almost at his breaking point.

Phil Coulson organized his gains from the past few days and then called Nick Fury. "Director, the situation is as follows..." He reported the situation from the past few days and then said, "It seems we'll need to stake out for a long time to find them, unless there's a breakthrough with the remaining two suspects in the next few days."

"Hmm, I understand. I didn't expect their technology to reach this level. Our technology can't find any trace of them." Nick Fury was also surprised that even S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't find them. "Gods of the virtual world?"

"I think he's more like a ghost. Also, the investment company of the three suspects is named Ghost Investment, which says a lot."

"Very good. Name this person or team Ghost and keep an eye on them, try to find them. We need this kind of technology, but it's okay if we can't find it. I'll have the technical department improve in this area."

"Understood. Also, there's a conclusion regarding Mr. Tony Stark's observation. Pride, refusal to admit defeat, difficulty in getting along, and other personality traits have all been displayed."

"Hmm, I know."

Phil Coulson hung up the phone. Melinda May, who had been listening nearby, asked, "Does the Director have any instructions?"

"Try to find this person or team. S.H.I.E.L.D. needs their technology, but if we can't find them, it's unavoidable. Their technology is too advanced. I'm worried they possess alien technology. Theoretically, Earth doesn't have such advanced computer technology yet."

Phil Coulson didn't know that Mo Fei was currently nearby, existing in the virtual world. Mo Fei was watching the video recordings that Jarvis had given him, which were all exciting scenes of car accidents, fires, shootouts, explosions, close combat, and robberies. Mo Fei estimated that Jarvis was indeed judging based on movie plots, and Mo Fei could only make the same judgment. He didn't know what an agent should specifically do.

"Hmm? This person looks familiar!" Mo Fei exclaimed after searching for two days.