Mysteries On Marvel

Life moves on, no matter how bad it gets.

Although Pepper was thoroughly fed up with Tony's whims and recklessness, she adjusted her mood and hurried back to Stark Industries after a brief respite.

Watching her leave, Eren could only chuckle helplessly.

Before heading out, he instructed his little helper to refrain from treating the construction workers as snacks. At the same time, he asked it to monitor their every move inside the house, restricting their access to the second and third floors.

With these precautions in place, Eren greeted Tom and then took off, heading to school.

Pepper and Tom's visit had disrupted Eren's original plan of jogging in the park. Since he still had time, he decided to test out jogging to school instead.

Home, school, shooting club—a simple routine formed the backbone of Eren's life that week.

His days were filled with learning, and life felt unusually fulfilling. By the time of Midtown High's mock exams, Eren's academic performance had improved explosively, placing him in the top three of his class.

This remarkable leap in his grades caught the attention of several teachers at school.

Meanwhile, his daily shooting practice at the club resulted in terrifyingly rapid progress in marksmanship.

Strangely, the week was unusually peaceful, as if all the bad luck from the previous week had been spent.

That peace lasted until the completion of the sterile lab in his basement.

Once Tom and his construction team left the house, Eren sat on the couch, shaking his head at the pile of bugs and micro-cameras that his little helper had found hidden around the house.

The classic spy tools—bugs and cameras.

According to his helper, these devices had been installed at noon by two delivery guys bringing lunch for the construction crew.

Interestingly, just after installing the cameras, those two delivery guys had been swallowed whole by the little helper at the stairwell corner.

"Fascinating," Eren muttered, rubbing his chin.

If the devices were planted by delivery workers, it likely wasn't Tony Stark's doing. After all, with a construction team already in place, Tony wouldn't need to send delivery workers to do the job.

So, who else could it be?

SHIELD?

Or Hydra hiding within SHIELD?

After pondering for a moment, Eren decided to confirm the source of the devices by using his tools for divination.

The answer came quickly.

"Well, well… it really is you, Fury."

Eren sneered, "I helped you guys twice already, and you repay me by planting bugs in my house? Fine. I'll remember this."

With a cold snort, Eren swept all the bugs and cameras into his little helper's mouth.

Gulp.

The devices were instantly absorbed, becoming part of the helper's body. Moments later, new surveillance nodes appeared in the corners of the house, now serving as its extended eyes and ears to monitor the surroundings.

Meanwhile, in a nearby apartment not far from Chinatown.

A man in a black suit frowned, "Any news?"

Another man, wearing glasses and fiddling with a pile of equipment, adjusted his frames and replied, "None. After picking up the lunch order, the Stark Industries workers claim they never saw Agents Six and Seven again. We questioned several of them separately, and their stories align, so collusion seems unlikely."

"Hmph. No one's lying, huh? So, what? Did two grown men just vanish under our noses? The team monitoring the house didn't see Six or Seven leave."

The bespectacled man tinkered with the equipment again but found no response from the bugs and cameras installed by Six and Seven.

"If they didn't leave, isn't it possible they're still inside?"

The suited man frowned, "You're suggesting…?"

"Let's request a warrant from the Director. I suspect Six and Seven are trapped inside that house."

"Impossible. They're seasoned agents. They wouldn't be trapped just installing bugs. If they were, wouldn't they have called us for help? Besides, the Stark Industries workers spent the entire day there. If Six and Seven were really stuck, someone would've noticed something."

The bespectacled man frowned deeper, puzzled by the situation.

According to the workers, the house had no signal interference. Even in the basement, they could communicate freely with their families.

If the signal was fine, why hadn't Six and Seven called for help?

Unless they were dealt with immediately after entering.

But… could that really be possible?

Later that evening, two SHIELD agents disguised as NYPD officers arrived at Eren's house with a search warrant, ringing the doorbell.

"Hello. We've received a report from Pinocchio Catering about two employees who went missing while delivering food to your home. We need to search your premises. Please cooperate."

Looking at the two officers, Eren replied, "Wait a moment while I verify this warrant," snapping a photo and sending it to George.

The disguised SHIELD agents exchanged a brief, relieved glance.

Thankfully, they had taken the precaution of obtaining a legitimate warrant. Otherwise, things could've gone south quickly.

But before they could relax, Eren added, "By the way, let me verify your badge numbers too…"

The two disguised agents froze momentarily, clearly caught off guard.

After a tense verification process using SHIELD's virtual identity database, the agents were finally allowed into the house.

Of course, with the delivery workers already digested by the little helper, not even bones remained. The agents found no trace of their missing colleagues.

After searching the house thoroughly for over half an hour, the two frustrated agents left empty-handed.

Watching them walk away, Eren smirked, "If they'd actually found something, that'd truly be a miracle."

(End of Chapter)

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