I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 75 IRS vs S.H.I.E.L.D.
"How's the test result?" Ross turned around, took off the three-star lieutenant general's military uniform and hung it on the hanger, and asked the adjutant behind him without looking back.

"So far, there is nothing abnormal except that the death rate of the homeless in New York has increased by [-]%, and the death rate of veterans has increased by [-]%. "The adjutant explained to Ross the "results" they have achieved so far.

"That's all?" Rose was obviously dissatisfied with the test results, "Serum, chemical and biological research, plus nuclear radiation, the results can only increase addiction and mortality?"

"So far, General." The adjutant continued to answer meticulously, as if he were a robot.

But Ross is suspicious by nature, and only in this way can the mechanical and upright lieutenant stay with him.

"Okay." The general suddenly sat down on his chair, sighed, and looked up at the chandelier in the office, "then there is only one use left for this batch of experimental medicine."

The adjutant listened to the general's words, without saying a word, just took out a document from the pile of documents held in his left arm, and put it in front of the general's desk. The document read: "Dead Soul's Chest Project".

"Only the dead keep secrets." Rose stroked the cover of the proposal, then closed his eyes, and lay down in his comfortable and warm office chair: "Have the other backups been destroyed?"

"Yes, I'm sure this is the last cold backup of this file." The adjutant replied dryly.

"The last person who was involved in this plan became the target of this plan." Ross closed his eyes and continued to warn his adjutant: "If you don't want to be the next one, you must know when to shut up."

The adjutant nodded. His wealth and wealth were all tied to Rose. Not only would it be useless to leak this matter, but it would also bring endless disasters to himself and his family—why bother?

Ross waved the adjutant out, then opened the cover of The Dead Man's Chest and saw a picture of his target: Wilson Fisk.

"Fisk." Ross sighed, "It's not that I won't help you, it's because this matter is too involved. If you don't get rid of you, there will be people on Capitol Hill who won't feel at ease."

The "Dead Souls' Chest Project" refers to that the U.S. Army will use biochemical and molecular biology methods in the Fort Detkery laboratory to synthesize something similar to the "Rodgers serum" of the year, and then use nuclear radiation to catalyze it. A drug with the potential to enhance the human body, but with dangerous side effects.

Then, these drugs will be transferred to the hands of the gangster, who will be responsible for distributing them, mainly with homeless people, drug addicts and veterans as test subjects.

If the technical route proves to be useful, then everyone will be happy, and the "power" Ross has been striving for has finally been realized, and he can get an army composed entirely of "Captain America".

But if the technical route proves to be useless...

At that time, the superior asked Ross to recommend a "white glove", which could be used as a channel and tool for them to distribute illegal experimental drugs. Ross almost immediately recommended Jin Bin, which was his second purpose——

If the experimental drug proves to be ineffective, due to the high level of confidentiality of the experiment, the top US military will immediately wash off the white gloves to destroy the evidence that the top generals have distributed prohibited drugs in the Veterans Medical Center.

In other words, if the experiment is not successful, Rose can use the hands of high-level officials to get rid of Kim Bin.

Although Jin was able to act aggressively in New York for a while, he was still too immature in the face of the huge power controlled by the government!

Killing people with a borrowed knife-this plan is perfect, and it happens to remove the biggest confidant for him since 2001, Thaddeus Ross.

"2001..." Ross lowered his head, put his hand on the table, and tapped the mahogany tabletop with his index finger.

In an instant, the general's thoughts were drawn back to that ordinary, simple, tragic but not so simple morning.

----split line----

Professor Xu nodded to the flight attendant, indicating that she could remove the juice.

On the taxiway at John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York, a Gulfstream G550 private jet is taxiing out of its hangar and heading to the main runway for takeoff.

"Om-!"

Raymond picked up the phone: "Hello, Raymond Xu."

Said across the phone, "This is the Stark Industries legal department, and we have encountered a bit of a block in the case against Obadiah Stein."

"Oh?" Raymond raised his eyebrows, "What hinders you?"

"An agent who called himself Philip Coulson claimed that he belonged to a...uh..." The secretary on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, covering the phone and asked Coulson, "What agency?"

"Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency." Coulson repeated it tirelessly, and then gave him a caring smile.

The secretary repeated the name of the institution to his boss, and he listened to the silence on the other side of the phone and the faint sound of breathing through it.

"Well, what do they want?" After a while, Raymond on the other side of the receiver finally spoke.

"Their agency arrested former president Obadiah Stein, and hoped to discuss it with us, and hoped that Stark Industries would withdraw the lawsuit against him. They said..." The secretary glanced at the smiling Coulson, and swallowed After drooling, he said, "We will compensate us in other ways."

"Did they say anything else?" Raymond asked playfully, playing with the ballpoint pen in his hand.

Coulson continued to laugh, and the secretary began to lament in his heart how he got such an unattractive job.

The young secretary took a deep breath, and reported to the young boss in one go: "They said that if we sue, we are bound to lose because we don't have enough evidence."

"You ask them—" Raymond's tone was provocative, "Apart from this threat, do they have anything substantial?"

The secretary covered the receiver, looked at the sunny and cheerful Coulson, and swallowed hard again. He seemed to be able to see the pistol looming under the lapel of the federal agent's suit.

But compared to the pistol, Raymond Xu was more terrifying.

So he repeated what the professor had said.

Coulson was still smiling, and the agent continued calmly: "The evidence of Obadiah Stan's connection with terrorists is not clear, even the Director of Intelligence Stephanie said so."

"Well, I see." Raymond Xu on the other side of the phone replied, and then he hung up the phone.

As expected, S.H.I.E.L.D. will intervene in the affairs of Stark Industries... Although it came very late, the thing that Professor Xu has been preparing for has finally come.

It's not that Raymond Xu didn't hold back on this. Stefani's intelligence director is one of them, but the other party obviously thought of this. Endorsements from the Office of the Director of Intelligence and the White House.

If there is no Gwen Stacy, the professor will have nothing to do about it and can only accept this political deal... However, even Raymond Xu did not expect that the Holy Mother's act of saving lives on Gwen's battlefield was unexpectedly for him. Another line of evidence is offered—

Of course, they were not those rough security guards rescued by Gwen, although they all said to themselves afterwards that they would do their best to identify Obadiah to thank Miss Spider for saving her life, but Stark Industries has no law enforcement power, let alone There is no power to detain this group of people.

The group was later taken away by FBI agent Jimmy Wu.

The fact that S.H.I.E.L.D. dared to find him proved that they had cleared the relationship with the FBI. The group of guys who showed their loyalty only after being rescued by Gwen must be useless now...

But even the powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. might not have imagined how interesting things he found in the days when he dealt with the Stark Industries California mess:

Although he complained about Gwen Stacy's Madonna's behavior at first, soon, Raymond unexpectedly learned that the security guard with a broken leg that Gwen rescued from the bombing area at the end was recommended by an insider. He just joined the Stark Industrial Security Department.

The department of this internal recommender is the Finance Department of Stark Industries.

Professor Xu then found this person, and found out that the recommender and the security guard who attacked him but was eventually captured were cousins... So, it became interesting.

Since the recommender works in the finance department of Stark Industries and is an influential middle-level leader, after learning that his cousin not only survived, but was killed by Raymond Xu—actually Spider-Woman ——After being rescued, he decided to pledge his allegiance to Professor Xu.

Therefore, he can provide Professor Xu with a large amount of financial evidence of Obadiah Stein during his tenure as Stark Industries DCEO, which of course includes a large amount of evidence that Obadiah and the chairman of the Nasdaq board of directors created a Ponzi scheme.

Since the 20s, Obadiah has relied on money stolen from Stark Industries' accounts, and he is sure that others will buy his Stark Industries CEO status, and Nasdaq's leadership Together, make troubles on Wall Street, use the gulf war, the east wind of the anti-terrorism war and the name of defense investment, pocket a large number of investors' money, the amount exceeds 90 billion U.S. dollars, and most importantly-

He didn't pay taxes!
The professor lowered his head and chuckled. Maybe Alexander Pierce of S.H.I.E.L.D. felt that holding a huge secret service organization in his hands would make him invincible in this country, but he still forgot:

The United States of America is a nation of merchants, and the United States itself is a huge corporation.

I once told Gwen that a transaction receipt is far more effective than her fifteen-ton fist against some high-ranking guys—especially in this country of merchants.

Therefore, even after entering the era of superheroes, the most powerful, influential and discourse law enforcement agency in this country has never been their S.H.I.E.L.D.

The professor took out a business card from his breast pocket. Compared with the business cards of other federal agencies, the details of this business card are obviously richer, and it generally shows the honorable status of its owner-the business card has three letters and One line of fine print:
"IRS."

"Internal Revenue Service of the United States of America."

(End of this chapter)