"I tried... Who are you?"
Rhodey's skin was dark and thick; without even hearing Tony's question clearly, he gave an answer.
At the same time, he hadn't recognized who was calling.
"Brother, remember when I went missing last time? You even came looking for me..."
Realizing the person on the other end was his arrogant, sharp-tongued best friend, Rhodey smiled.
Revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.
He had said long ago that those newspapers were unreliable, just cheap attention-grabbing stunts. Tony was definitely fine.
See...
Tony suddenly remembered something and asked:
"Did AIM help redesign your armor?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Tony's expression immediately turned serious. AIM's logo had also appeared in the terrorist attack files. There was definitely more to it.
And to investigate further, he needed to access a large communications satellite.
He immediately asked Rhodey for his account ID and password.
"The ID is War Machine 68..."
"And the password?"
Seeing Rhodey hesitate at such a crucial moment, Tony urged him on.
Rhodey took the opportunity to complain:
"Every time you hack into my account, I have to change my password..."
"Come on, it's not the eighties. The word 'hack' is outdated. Hurry up."
Su Ming beside Tony, along with the civilians in front of Rhodey, all waited quietly and politely for the two to finish their call.
"War Machine is the best... all uppercase..."
Rhodey stammered out the password, making one of the nearby civilians burst out laughing—until the Gatling Gun aimed at him abruptly cut the laughter short.
But the Gatling gun couldn't threaten Tony. After hearing the password clearly, he laughed happily.
"That sounds way better than Patriot... Hey!! Stop the car!"
They had just passed the venue of a beauty pageant, held in a memorial hall in Hamilton County.
Tony realized he could use