The Blackfire Gang's Destruction

Seeing the news in the newspaper, those who had still been skeptical in front of their televisions had no choice but to believe it now.

"Ms. Payne, what the newspaper says about Mark's biological father being Tony Stark... that's true, isn't it?"

Nisilei looked at Rosalie and asked.

"This..."

Rosalie looked troubled.

Of course, she wanted Tony Stark to acknowledge Mark's identity. That way, Mark could have a better future.

But when she remembered the warning from Stark Group's legal department, Rosalie swallowed the words that had reached her lips.

Yet to everyone else, her reaction was practically an admission.

The interview ended just like that, but the tremendous impact it caused continued to spread.

"Miss Winters, those questions you asked at the end weren't in the interview script!"

After arriving backstage, Rosalie immediately confronted Nisilei in dissatisfaction.

"Sorry for the trouble, Ms. Payne. It was a mistake on the part of our station! I received the information suddenly as well and didn't have time to communicate with you. Please forgive me."

Nisilei spoke with an apologetic expression.

Rosalie knew she was talking nonsense, and her face flushed with anger.

But CBS, where Nisilei worked, was one of the Federation's largest television stations. Rosalie had no way to do anything to her.

She could only leave angrily with Mark, deciding never to cooperate with CBS again.

"Whoosh!"

No one noticed that as Mark passed Nisilei, he flicked a miniature listening device the size of a black bean onto her head.

Before coming to the television station, Mark had casually made several miniature listening devices.

He had only made them as a precaution, but he hadn't expected one to come in handy this time.

He wanted to see if he could find the person behind Nisilei!

After returning to his hotel room, Mark immediately played the recording from the listening device on Nisilei.

After he and Rosalie left the television station, Nisilei entered the office of Jonas, the news director.

"Nisilei, you hosted wonderfully today! The ratings for this interview program broke the station's record for the past two years!"

Jonas praised her.

"Director, I hosted the show so well. What reward do I get this time?"

Nisilei's voice was soft and coy, completely different from the tone she had used while hosting the program.

"Hehe... Don't worry. In a couple of days, I'll submit a report promoting you to editor-in-chief of the news program. The station director probably won't object."

Jonas's laugh gradually turned lecherous. "Baby, shouldn't you repay me properly?"

Nisilei was delighted to hear that and quickly thanked Jonas.

Soon, sounds inappropriate for children began coming from the office.

"I didn't expect Nisilei to have such unusual tastes. She was actually sleeping with that bald old man named Jonas I saw at the station!"

Mark curled his lip, casually uploaded the recording to CBS's official website, and continued listening to the rest.

Nisilei later got off work and went home, then seemed to enter the bathroom to take a shower.

"Splash..."

Hearing the sound of running water, Mark inwardly cried out in alarm.

His listening device was stuck in Nisilei's hair. Once it got wet, it would definitely break.

"Ring, ring, ring..."

Fortunately, the phone suddenly rang just then.

Nisilei temporarily stopped showering, walked out of the bathroom, and answered the call.

Mark breathed a sigh of relief and focused on the recording that followed.

"Nisilei, you did not handle the matter I assigned you."

An imposing elderly voice came through the phone.

"Sorry, Mr. Epstein! I never expected that Electric Shock Gun to have been made by Mark, a five-year-old child. That completely ruined our plan to send Rosalie to prison."

Nisilei apologized respectfully.

"Then do you think that child named Mark is truly Tony Stark's biological son?"

"Although Rosalie never actually admitted it, based on today's probing and her reaction at the time, I think it's very likely true!"

Nisilei answered cautiously.

"If that is the case, put the plan to capture Mark on hold for now! Tony Stark has considerable connections in the military. We should not provoke him for the time being."

After a brief pause, the person on the other end made his decision.

"Yes, sir."

"Bzzz..."

After Nisilei hung up, she returned to the bathroom to continue showering, and the listening device's recording stopped completely.

"Epstein? Could it be Eric Epstein, one of the top ten richest people in the world? If it was him, then it wouldn't be strange for him to send Mutants!"

After listening to the recording, Mark finally learned who had been targeting him behind the scenes.

Although he still did not know why the other party had gone to such lengths to deal with a five-year-old child like him, Mark no longer cared.

Once he had grown stronger, he would personally stand before him and ask him that question.

And the other party seemed to have temporarily given up on dealing with him, which let Mark relax slightly.

"And the Blackfire Gang..."

Mark began using his computer to infiltrate the Blackfire Gang's businesses, intending to continue searching for evidence of their crimes like before.

He believed that after such sustained blows, the Blackfire Gang would sooner or later be completely destroyed.

"Hmm? What's this..."

However, Mark quickly noticed something was wrong.

Through surveillance cameras, he saw that a large number of police officers were mobilizing and raiding Blackfire Gang businesses everywhere.

Nightclubs, bars, supermarkets, and shops were being sealed one after another.

One team of heavily armed officers stormed into the Black Fire Company office building.

At that moment, Derek was on the top floor of the building, frantically calling the mysterious number that had contacted him before, hoping to ask the other party for help.

Unfortunately, after half an hour of repeated calls, the phone still could not connect.

"It's over..."

Derek slumped weakly into his chair, knowing that he had been abandoned.

"Police! Put your hands up!"

The police soon broke through the door and arrested Derek.

"Looks like the police found some powerful criminal evidence and are going to wipe out the Blackfire Gang completely!"

Seeing through an intersection camera that even Derek had been arrested, Mark understood that the Blackfire Gang was truly finished.

But what puzzled him was that the Blackfire Gang had hidden its criminal evidence very deeply. Even after repeatedly hacking into its businesses, he had been unable to find it.

Who had such incredible abilities that they had uncovered all that criminal evidence?

Stark Mansion.

"Sir, all Blackfire Gang businesses have been sealed. Their leader Derek and all major gang members have been arrested. Only a small number of low-level members remain at large."

JARVIS reported the police operation against the Blackfire Gang to Tony Stark in real time.

"Good. Transfer the remaining payment to those three mercenary teams now. Also give each of them an extra ten million dollars as a reward for this operation."

Tony Stark sat in front of his computer playing Stardew Valley, giving JARVIS the order without even turning around.

To find evidence of the Blackfire Gang's crimes, he first had JARVIS investigate three hidden locations where they might have stored the evidence.

Then he hired three mercenary squads at a high price to raid all three locations simultaneously. They finally found all the Blackfire Gang's transaction ledgers and other criminal evidence at one of the locations.

Even if Derek were beaten to death, he never would have imagined that a lofty figure like Tony Stark would go to such lengths to deal with them!

The next day, Mark saw news across major New York news websites that the police had completely destroyed the Blackfire Gang.

The police had seized more than thirteen tons of drugs, over three thousand firearms, and rescued 537 trafficked women, including 24 underage girls.

"Great! That cancer known as the Blackfire Gang has finally been destroyed!"

"I never expected the Blackfire Gang to be so utterly insane! I heard that many single women visiting New York were trafficked by them."

"..."

After seeing the news, many residents in nearby neighborhoods cheered.

Caleb and the rest of the film crew were equally delighted. They no longer had to worry about being threatened by gangsters.

As a result, the crew's subsequent filming went extremely smoothly.

Just one week later, the movie was completely finished.

Caleb held a celebration party at the Hilton Hotel and invited everyone on the crew.

But halfway through the party, two police officers arrived at the venue.

"Rachel Scott, you are suspected of providing intelligence to gang members. Please come with us to the police station for questioning."

After finding Rachel, they showed her the arrest warrant.

"No..."

Rachel, whose face was already flushed from drinking, went pale the moment she saw the warrant and collapsed to the floor in fright.

By selling Rosalie's information, she had received one thousand dollars from the gang members.

Rachel had previously been quite pleased with herself, believing that she had not only gotten revenge on Rosalie but also made money—a win-win situation.

Now that the gang member had been arrested and exposed her, she naturally had to pay for what she had done.

"That damned bitch actually gave information to those gangsters!"

"She's both stupid and wicked. She deserves what happened to her!"

"Once word of this gets out, she can forget about working in the entertainment industry again. What production crew would dare work with her?"

"..."

After Rachel was taken away by the police, everyone on the crew immediately began cursing her.

The crime of selling information might not have been too serious, and Rachel might be released after a few months.

But without question, her acting career was completely over.

"Pah, she deserves it!"

Rosalie could not help spitting in Rachel's direction. Seeing her end up like this made Rosalie feel deeply satisfied.

The next morning, everyone from the crew left by plane.

Mark once again chose a window seat, enjoying the sensation of rapidly gaining Sunlight Value.

[Sunlight Value +1+1+1+1...]

By the time the plane arrived in Los Angeles, Mark had gained 4,984 Sunlight Value during the trip.

[Sunlight Value: 16839]

After taking two flights and collecting Sunlight Value in New York, Mark's total Sunlight Value had now reached 16,839 points.

[Super Brain: LV8 (0/25600)]

"Just over eight thousand more Sunlight Value, and I'll be able to raise Super Brain to level nine!"

Looking at his current information, Mark's heart filled with anticipation.