American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

The heavy alloy doors slid open silently, and Victor von Doom, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, slowly walked in.

....superior.

259: The Curse of God? Anomaly!

Instead of wearing that intimidating armor, he changed into a well-tailored, expensive suit.

He even had a perfectly timed smile on his face.

It was as if they were meeting an old friend they hadn't seen in a long time.

“Reed, my old classmate, and Susan, Johnny, Ben, I really didn’t expect you all to grace us with your presence. What brings you New York heroes here?”

"097" Doom opened his arms wide, his posture enthusiastic, but the coldness and mockery in his eyes were undisguised.

"Victor!"

Johnny was the most furious; his body temperature instantly rose, and the air itself began to distort.

"Stop pretending! Did you do the Baxter Building incident?!"

Johnny!

Susan immediately grabbed him, and an invisible force field barrier appeared and disappeared in an instant.

They suppressed Johnny's raging fire.

Doom glanced at Johnny, then raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise:

“Oh? Baxter Building? I heard about it. It was a tragic attack, truly heartbreaking. Your lab was destroyed, and some excellent researchers tragically lost their lives. I deeply regret this. As your old classmate, if you need any help, such as financial support, please don't hesitate to ask. I would be very happy to do my part to rebuild this temple of science.”

His words were impeccable, full of "sympathy" and "goodwill".

But they were like poisoned knives, stabbing into the hearts of the Fantastic Four.

Reed Richards stared intently into Doom's eyes and said, word by word:

“Victor, we’re not here to listen to your act. The special alloy used by those attackers, and the dark energy remaining on their bodies, all point to you. No one but you has the motive or the ability to do such a thing. Give us back our research data!”

"Research data?"

The smile on Doom's face vanished, replaced by a cold, innocuous look of being wronged.

"Reed, we've been classmates for years, and I've always respected your talent, but I never expected you to... make such baseless accusations. You're defaming me out of thin air. You say I did it, but where's the evidence? Did anyone see me at the scene, or was any identification related to my Doom Group found on those so-called attackers? Accusations without evidence are, legally, defamation..."

He shrugged, his demeanor as nonchalant as if he were the world's biggest victim.

"you!"

Reed was so angry he was trembling.

He knew that Doom had done a flawless job; those attackers were all suicide squads and could not possibly have left any direct clues.

The energy fluctuations that Lin Feng sensed were completely unacceptable as evidence in court.

"What? Can't you produce any evidence?"

A victorious smile curved Doom's lips.

"In that case, I'm afraid I can't keep you company any longer. I have an important international conference to attend. Everyone, please make yourselves at 3:7."

After saying that, he didn't even look at them again, and turned to walk towards the door.

"We will find the evidence!"

Susan said coldly behind him.

"The crimes you have committed will one day be exposed to the world!"

This statement was made with great certainty and conviction.

.....

260: Stark's Decision!

Ben Grimm's massive, rocky hands creaked and growled in a deep, muffled voice:

"When that time comes, I will personally crush this tin can of yours!"

Doom paused for a moment.

He didn't turn around, but left behind a cold statement:

“I’m waiting for that day. But I’m afraid you’ll never see it.”

The door slowly closed, shutting out the Fantastic Four's anger and resentment.

Outside the reception room, Doom's disguise vanished instantly, replaced by 06's endless contempt.

"A bunch of idiots."

He muttered to himself, then gave the order to his secretary.

"Accelerate the 'Chosen One' project, regardless of cost! I want Reed Richards to see firsthand how everything he cherishes becomes part of my power. Only absolute strength can wield true authority!"

……

Stark Industries Building, top-floor conference room.

The atmosphere was equally somber. Tony Stark, Lin Feng, and the Fantastic Four, who had just returned, were all gathered together.

"Failed."

Reed leaned wearily back in his chair and informed everyone of the outcome of his meeting with Doom.

“He vehemently denied it, leaving no room for doubt. We…we have no evidence.”

"That damn bastard!"

Tony slammed his fist on the conference table, causing the holographic projection on the table to shake violently.

"I knew he'd pull this! Don't let me catch him red-handed, or I'll blow his turtle shell and his castle to smithereens!"

Lin Feng's expression remained calm, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome.

"This was expected. A man like Doom is arrogant and cautious; he won't leave any evidence that could directly convict him."

"Then what do we do now?"

Susan's face was full of worry.

"All our research has been wasted. Starting from scratch will take an unknown amount of time and effort. More importantly, Doom has already obtained the technology, and his threat is imminent. We cannot sit idly by and wait to be destroyed!"

Everyone fell silent. It was a desperate predicament.

They not only lost valuable research results, but also created a terrifying enemy who possessed this technology and had no moral bottom line.

After a long silence, Lin Feng finally spoke, breaking the stillness:

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth. Since we can't convict him openly, we'll try to do it from the shadows."

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

“Since Doom is going to conduct research, it must need a large-scale, highly classified experimental base.” Lin Feng’s eyes were sharp as knives. “Stark, your intelligence network and 097 Jarvis are among the best in the world. Monitor all unusual movements of the Doom Group around the world, especially those secret outposts that consume huge amounts of energy, have extremely high security levels, and have frequent logistics flows, yet remain completely secret.”

Tony immediately understood, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

“That’s right! A project this big can’t be completely hidden! Jarvis, did you hear that? Make this your top priority!”

"Yes, sir."

Jarvis's voice rang out in the conference room.

Lin Feng then looked at Reed and Ben:

"Reed, you know Doom best. It's up to you now!"

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261: Jessica is practically throwing herself at me?!

“Start with his mindset and technological preferences, and analyze where he is most likely to build the base. Ben, you and Johnny are in charge of mobile support. Once a suspicious target is discovered, you will be needed to conduct preliminary on-site reconnaissance.”

"Leave it to us."

Reed rallied, a flame of revenge burning in his eyes.

"We will dig him out."

Ben Graham's voice was steady and firm.

"very good."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Everyone, get to your posts and get to work. Once we find his hideout, the rest will be easy."

Everyone agreed, and the oppressive atmosphere was replaced by a renewed fighting spirit.

A secret war against Doctor Doom has begun.

After the meeting, everyone dispersed and began their busy preparations.

Lin Feng left Stark Tower alone.

The matter of Von Doom is currently in the intelligence gathering stage, and there is no need for him to take personal action for the time being.

It wouldn't be too late for him to strike when Tony and Reed have found the enemy's base.

He has more important people to see now.

New York City at night, its lights just coming on.

Lin Feng didn't use any transportation; with a few flashes, he traversed most of the city.

He appeared silently on the balcony of a luxury apartment building.

He pushed open the French windows and went inside.

A warm table lamp was lit in the room.

A beautiful figure was curled up on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, seemingly waiting and falling asleep.

It's Jessica.

A gentle smile, rarely seen in recent days, appeared on Lin Feng's face.

He tiptoed to the sofa and quietly looked at her sleeping face.

Long eyelashes, fair skin, and slightly pouting lips—she shed her usual aloofness and competence.

She looked exceptionally serene and lovely at that moment.

Seemingly sensing someone approaching, Jessica's long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw that familiar face in front of her, her sleepiness vanished instantly.

Instead, there was an overwhelming sense of joy and longing.

"Lin Feng々"!

She sat up abruptly, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

It was as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

"I am back."

Lin Feng gently patted her back, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

The fatigue and murderous intent from dealing with various crises over this period of time seemed to be healed at this moment.

“It’s been so long since you’ve been back…”

Jessica's voice carried a hint of grievance and deep longing.

"I thought you had forgotten me."

"how come."

Lin Feng cupped her face and planted a kiss on her smooth forehead.

"I've been quite busy lately, Zhao. What about you? Are you on break from university?"