Strange's Home.
Whoosh—
Strange traced a curve on the travel route Ye Li had planned with his finger, puzzled.
"What is this? Shouldn't we fly straight to Kathmandu, Nepal?"
Ye Li glanced around his house, casually responding.
"Going with you to Kathmandu is just incidental. I have other places to visit along the way.
If you're in a hurry, you can fly straight to Nepal yourself."
"Stephen, nice watch—Athens?"
Tony fiddled with a few watches and casually backed Ye Li up, "Hmm… I think these stops seem like fun too."
He was bored of all the famous tourist destinations and was more interested in the marked locations on the map.
"Tony, do you really think this is a vacation?"
Strange looked displeased, "We're on official business… also, put my watch down."
Tony raised a finger. "I'll provide the plane, and I guarantee it'll be faster than any other transportation."
"Er….."
Strange nodded swiftly, "Alright… if there's one you like, I can give you one."
Ye Li was speechless: "..."
He glanced at Strange, then at Tony, and finally shook his head with a sigh— "Sigh, I can't believe I'm going on a long trip with you two guys."
Tony raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, Li. I'll take care of that problem."
"Take care of what problem?"
…..
Time passed quickly.
When Ye Li drove Venika onto Stark's private jet, he realized exactly what Tony meant by "take care of the problem"…
Several beautiful flight attendants, dressed in seductive uniforms, dancing enthusiastically under laser lights to upbeat music.
A stripper pole even slowly rose from the center of the dance floor…
Meanwhile, Strange was being wrapped up by a hot dancer, wearing a dead-eyed expression… he clearly wasn't in the mood for any of this.
Ye Li sat next to Tony by the window, picked up a glass of red wine and complained, "Never fails to disappoint me."
"Looks like you're enjoying it too. So where's the first stop?"
Tony tapped the screen in front of him, "This small town, Hawkins, Indiana, seems interesting. Rumor says there were space rifts there. Intriguing."
"This place… after we drop Stephen off at Kamar-Taj, we can swing by on the way back."
Ye Li swiped the screen and selected another location, "Let's go here first—Sokovia."
…..
In the hotel reception room.
Jessica faced the elderly Asian man in a wheelchair and asked, "You are… Seven—"
"Oh, no no, please don't call me that."
Wu Zhiyuan waved his hand, "Just call me Mr. Wu. You're the detective Mr. Ye mentioned?"
Seeing how polite the old man was, Jessica became more serious. "Yes, Jessica Detective Agency. Could you tell me about the case?"
Wu Zhiyuan glanced at Chen Ying beside him, "Officer Chen, please bring that document out again."
Chen Ying handed the file to Jessica without hesitation.
She figured that if Uncle Seven valued this person so much, the other party must be someone special.
After all, even top-ranking detectives were only gathered in the hotel lobby. None of them got a private meeting.
In truth, Wu Zhiyuan didn't know much about Jessica, but he knew how powerful Ye Li was.
His business dealings were child's play compared to people like Ye Li, who dealt with superheroes fighting aliens…
There was no comparison…..
Wu Zhiyuan had no interest in superhero battles. He only cared about his son's death.
He didn't have long to live… This private meeting was just a gesture of respect to Ye Li.
In comparison, the young man named Qin Feng seemed to be more capable...
And the facts proved.
Wu Zhiyuan's seasoned judgment wasn't wrong.
Jessica stared at the case file. Although her face remained calm, her eyes had already begun to spin～～
'So messy…..'
'Fighting aliens was easier…..'