Super Detective in the Fictional World

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There were at least a thousand people in the main hall.

Thinking that, the jets exploded with flames again as Tony put on a final burst to reach his destination as soon as possible.

On the stage, Justin was talking non-stop, as if he was the one who had created the Iron Soldiers and Iron Patriot.

He felt that he was about to succeed.

With these things, he could easily obtain a huge order.

More importantly, these things were cheap.

There was no need for people to pilot them at all, so there was no need for an expensive defense setup.
Each Iron Soldier cost less than ten million; it was perfect as a mass-produced product.

What Justin had wanted to do previously was make a metal suit, but after listening to Ivan, he figured it out.

What he actually wanted wasn’t some metal armor, but a weapon that could stand on par with it.

A single Iron Man soldier was definitely trash in front of Iron Man, but dozens of them together could fight Iron Man; this was the advantage in numbers.

In any case, dozens of Iron Soldiers cost the same as one Iron Man suit, so why not use them?

Thinking about the order that he was about to get, he was delighted; he hadn’t risked breaking Ivan out for nothing.

It was the Department of Defense which had first sent the intelligence over on the prisoner’s location.
Tony hadn’t thought much of Ivan, so he was only guarded by regular guards, which was how Justin had succeeded in rescuing him.

But Justin felt that everything had relied on his own might and decisiveness; Iron Man was just destined to be his stepping stone.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rushing wind, and the people in the main hall subconsciously looked up.

A golden and red figure dropped swiftly and hovered above the stage for a moment before it landed lightly on one knee.

Everybody in the exhibition hall was silent for a moment, before they cheered.
“Iron Man!”

Justin, who had been so smug just a moment ago, had a poleaxed expression on his face as he gaped, not knowing what to do.

Should he charge forward and curse Stark for coming to mess things up, or be quiet and act transparent?

Although the former would make him look more manly, he didn’t think that the tycoon would give him any face.
If things went wrong, he would be sent flying dozens of meters away.

I’m a dignified person! I can’t argue with this sort of foppish young master, Justin stressed to himself.

At the same time, he tried to maintain his cool as he moved away from Tony and said, “Wow, see this? Iron Man personally came to congratulate Hammer Industries on the Iron Soldiers.”

Nobody was in the mood to listen to him.
Wasn’t he just some trash company CEO? There were hundreds of thousands of people like him in America.
Who would bother listening to him freeload off Iron Man’s popularity?

Justin didn’t know that his standing had plummeted again, or he would definitely rage: My company’s going to become the number one weapons manufacturer in America.
You dare underestimate me?

Dropping to the stage, Tony walked toward Rhodes.
“Keep smiling.”

Rhodes had an awkward expression on his face.
“Tony, calm down.
You know I’m only here to show my face.”

It was indeed a little ridiculous for him to advertise for Hammer Corporation in Tony’s armor.

Tony didn’t care at all.

The order that Hammer wanted had nothing to do with Stark Industries at all.
What that jumping, white chimpanzee wanted to do was his own business; the tycoon was too lazy to care

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