Kidnapping Stark

"All of them? Even the sewers? Or rather, has anyone blocked you today?"

"I have remained operational the entire time and have no record of being blocked. However, sewers... probably do not count as entrances?" JARVIS stalled.

See? Even an AI like JARVIS had been confused. What decent person crawled into a house through the sewers?

Yet when he looked at the soaking-wet Natasha beneath Tony's bed, where else could she have come from if not the sewers?

"When Tony goes to sleep tonight, he'll probably get a good whiff of the beauty's lingering scent," Leon quietly blessed Tony.

Thinking about the smell of the sewers made him laugh out loud.

But letting Tony smell it was enough.

Leon had no intention of letting Natasha remain under the bed.

Whatever she intended to do, since she had already been sneaking around, it clearly could not be anything good.

JARVIS asked, "Do you mean a woman has infiltrated Mr. Stark's bedroom?"

"That's right, and she's resting with her eyes closed beneath the bed right now!"

Leon rubbed his chin with interest. "Let's see what this excellent agent plans to do."

"JARVIS, cooperate with me in a moment."

"Certainly, Master Leon."

Leon put on an earpiece and headed toward Tony's room, pushing the door open directly.

The moment he entered, he put on a show of looking around, deliberately making his footsteps heavy.

"JARVIS, are you sure you detected a strong unusual odor in Tony's room? Impossible. He hasn't brought any beauties home these past few days, so why would his room smell strange?"

"Yes, sir. The air system detected unusual odor particles," JARVIS cooperatively replied.

"Impossible. Unless Tony handled his physical needs himself, where would a strange odor come from?"

"And I don't think it smells like anything here... sniff, sniff... Bleurgh!!"

Leon sniffed a few times, then suddenly staggered back and dry-heaved against the doorframe.

This was not part of his planned act. His superhuman sense of smell had keenly caught the "rich" stench of decay in the room.

Especially after he had deliberately taken several deep breaths in search of the odor.

The sudden stench seemed to bore into his organs, churning his stomach.

"What is that smell!? It smells like a salted dried fish that swelled up in a slop bucket, then got pickled in a jar of cucumbers for three days and nights!!"

Leon gritted his teeth and immediately suppressed his superhuman sense of smell.

"...Master Leon," JARVIS asked quietly through his earpiece, "your acting is excellent. If the air system had not detected nothing unusual, you nearly would have fooled my judgment logic."

"No... I really did smell something. She probably used some deodorizing chemical, but that smell still can't hide from my nose." Leon rubbed his nose and explained softly.

"Keep cooperating with me," he whispered.

Then, pinching his nose, he walked to the bedside and loudly asked, "The smell really is a bit strong. What exactly did Tony do... JARVIS, did you just say The Source of the odor was under the bed?"

"Yes, The Source of the odor molecules' diffusion is beneath the bed. Would you like me to control the robotic vacuum and clean it up?" JARVIS said through the speakers.

"No need."

Leon half-crouched and dropped to one knee. "I suspect it's Tony's life-sized doll. If you clean it up, he'll get angry."

"So I'll just take it out and wash it. I can't believe Tony can bring himself to use something this smelly!"

His left hand braced against the bedframe while his right hand reached beneath the bed, pretending to pull something out.

Whoosh!

A sudden change erupted.

Just as Leon's right hand was about to reach under the bed—

A pitch-black flexible whip lashed out from his blind spot, wrapping around his arm three times like a python strangling its prey.

The next instant, a faint force traveled through the whip.

Leon calculated it. It was roughly two and a half times Tony's arm strength.

But for an ordinary person, that already qualified as immense strength.

Leon could not help but feel surprised.

With Natasha using that much force, combined with the sudden burst of power, it would have been enough to crack an ordinary person's arm bones.

She was hitting this hard. This was no longer just infiltration, was it?

Could S.H.I.E.L.D. really be planning to make a move on Tony?

The casualness in Leon's heart faded slightly. It seemed the probing would have to continue for now.

He cried out as if caught off guard and fell in the direction the whip pulled him.

"Ah!" He landed on his back with a pained cry.

The next moment, Natasha shot out from beneath the bed like a venomous snake leaving its hole.

Or rather, she slid out.

She kicked hard against the bedpost and used the recoil to slide across the floor, her boneless legs wrapping around Leon's waist.

Then she planted both hands on the floor and exerted force through her waist.

She actually clamped Leon between her legs, flung him into the air, and then viciously slammed him down toward the ground!

Bang!

With a heavy slam, Leon cooperatively cried out in pain. Then he realized the position had actually made him hit the back of his head, so he immediately closed his eyes and began playing unconscious.

"Huff..." Natasha let out a breath, turned Leon over by the shoulder, and gave him a casual glance, confirming that the target had lost consciousness.

She had absolute confidence in her skills.

Her combat training since childhood made it impossible for her to fail to take down an ordinary person instantly.

"Nice chest muscles." She even glanced at Leon's chest, reached out in admiration to pat it, and offered her final assessment.

"Ma'am, you are currently violating Stark's private property and personal safety. Please move away from Mr. Leon and leave immediately, or I will notify the police at once!" JARVIS threatened in perfect coordination.

"Oh, really?" Natasha dragged a black tactical backpack out from beneath the bed and removed ropes and firearms.

She waved the gun in her hand. "If you call the police, this gun will be pointed at your master."

After saying that, she ignored JARVIS, fired several shots to destroy the various electronic devices in the room, then turned back to flip Leon over and bind him tightly with rope.

She even checked Leon's vital signs, confirming that he was merely unconscious and in no danger of dying.

The earpiece Leon wore was also discovered and destroyed by her during the process.

Only then did she stand up, press the communicator in her ear, and begin reporting.

"General Dreykov, Natasha reporting."

After waiting several seconds and receiving permission from the other end of the line, she spoke again.

"An accident occurred during the mission. The target's younger brother, Leon Stark, discovered me using the household AI!"

"I request a change of plan. We will no longer kidnap Tony Stark, but instead use Leon Stark to threaten him and obtain the energy and armor technology!"

A few seconds later, a flat male voice came from the other end of the transmission. "Plan change approved!"

"Understood!" Natasha's eyes were as still as an ancient well, holding neither hatred nor joy.

She removed the communication device from her ear and prepared to carry out the new kidnapping plan.

Yet when she turned around, she saw Leon, who should have been unconscious, had somehow opened his eyes and was staring directly at her.

"Sounds like you aren't working for S.H.I.E.L.D. right now?" Leon's expression was meaningful. "Now that's interesting."