Transformed Marvel Genius

Chapter 129: Photos are PS

Boom, the steel fist hit the mud wall, and the splashed mud and gravel hit Wang Yue's face, and Wang Yue subconsciously shook.

Through the red and yellow armor, Wang Yue could "see" Stark's gloomy face, just like the dog days, when the rainstorm is approaching at noon, the clouds are dense, the day turns into night, and the air molecules with higher pressure are squeezed by the water molecules. pressed into the clouds.

Bored.

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder!

Kacha, while the oil cylinder was running, Wang Yue's head was held down, and he could feel the cannon in his palm ready to go.

At this time, he calmed down instead. What was there to be nostalgic about? He saw the most dramatic tragicomedy in the world.

No.

For a long time, Wang Yue watched Stark turn around. He was relieved and disappointed at the same time. His life was saved, but he couldn't see Stark's sad and desperate expression.

"Mr. Stark..."

The shock wave poured out, mighty, connecting Wang Yue and the mud house behind Wang Yue, and the whole was razed to the ground.

This guy, Stark thought, really thought that Mr. Stark would believe the nonsense of the rebel forces and think he was stupid.

Where can Anna be without Boston.

In the sound of the machine running, Stark moved his elbow, and the cannon in his palm still had a shock, and it was very loud.

The civilians on the side panicked, and Stark moved.

He is an arms dealer, the largest arms boss in the world, and even Lockheed Martin was pushed to NASA by him.

"Jarvis!"

The system starts, intake, pressurization, combustion, exhaust, and the tail nozzle of the footboard blasts out Mach discs one after another.

The Mark 3 accelerated slowly, took off, and rose. Finally, with a bang, it turned a 60-degree plane angle, creating a large area of ​​vortex, and then exploded three cone-shaped sonic boom clouds and disappeared into the sky.

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Flying over Afghanistan at a speed of Mach 3, Stark scoffed at Wang Yue's statement. He felt that it was just a word used by an enemy to provoke him.

Wang Yue was very successful, and Stark was indeed provoked.

He wanted to find the Ten Commandments Gang's camp, and slammed it with a cannon.

Do you really think the Stark family are soft persimmons? You can knead them as you like.

However, Anna...

Stark always felt annoyed in his heart. He thought that the air circulation system of the armor was not adjusted properly, or maybe the flight altitude was too high.

In short, he didn't believe it.

You must know that three days ago, I also saw a photo of Anna in the Boston Public Garden.

The little short legs stood in front of the statue of George Washington, more than v.

Wait, than V...

Stark felt something was wrong, vaguely, he seemed to have seen this pose somewhere, it was also Bi V, the same small face was crooked, the eyes were crescent-shaped, and the calf was hidden.

He suddenly thought of a terrible fact and dialed the satellite phone.

"Happy, I need to know the whereabouts of the little short legs today."

On the other side of the phone, Happy hesitated, saying that he should contact the private detective for a while, and then saying that the private detective had skipped work. Finally, Happy simply sat on the ground and directly said that the private detective withheld his advance payment and ran away.

ran away... how is that possible.

Stark felt that Happy was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be even more unreliable at critical moments.

However, even if he was reluctant to admit it in his heart, his heart sank to the bottom like lead.

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Malibu Beach, California.

No. 10880 greeted his master on the rooftop, the elevator sent Stark into the house, and the artificial intelligence manipulator took off his mask.

"Jarvis, do you want to tear off my leg?"

Stark yelled, what kind of manipulator is this Nima, it's almost a slap in the face.

"Mr. Stark, you didn't lock your right foot into the fixed sensor receiving site."

Stark ignored it, took out his right hand and pointed at the robot that removed the armor and shouted, "You don't have to go to work tomorrow, go and report to the University of California."

The dismantling manipulator hangs down with an electric screwdriver. It feels aggrieved, and it feels that it has done everything wrong.

Anyway, the dismantling robot left Malibu.

After getting off the disassembly table, Stark put on his glasses and took out the paper box. The paper box used to hold the A4 paper of the printer.

Putting photos one by one on the stage, Stark picked up a dry rag, wiped them one by one, put them on the scanner, and let the robot hand scan and enter them one by one.

"Convert all of them into bitmaps for me and enter them into the database."

With that said, Stark put on his smart glasses, pulled out the three-dimensional projection keyboard, put on human-computer interaction gloves, and tapped with his ten fingers on the keyboard.

"Do all the Fourier transforms for me and switch to the image spectrogram."

Thousands of photos, this is water mill work, and Stark can't do anything. He rests his chin with one hand, purses his mouth, and walks around the laboratory.

Later, he felt really impatient, he pulled out the screen, called the code directly, and looked at the intermediate data himself.

The more he looked, the more solemn his face became.

Of the 1,636 photos, 736 of them were manipulated, nearly half of them.

Pick out the latest photo, which is a photo of Little Short Leg and the statue of George Washington.

Design an algorithm to find the outline of the mutation of the bitmap frequency, cut out Anna's picture, and then design an intelligent matching algorithm. From the pictures in chapter 1636, select the most suitable matching picture.

Three hours later, Stark got the original photo.

In the background of the photo, the East Harlem Construction Company's celebration banner is particularly eye-catching~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is the photo that Stark saw when he returned to Malibu on the first day after his recovery, Luke Cage, a black man, hugging Anna, Anna Hit V at the camera.

Because it was a business entertainment, Anna's smile seemed a bit far-fetched.

No wonder, Stark remembered how he felt when he saw Happy took out the photo, and found doubts at that time.

Whenever Anna goes out, whether it's dealing with Maya or socializing with clients, she will carry a small satchel on her shoulders, just the kind that can be covered with a slap.

But the Boston Public Garden does not.

Then Anna wouldn't wear denim overalls when she went out. For her, denim overalls were overalls, a special dress for indoor labor.

Many, many doubts.

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On the other side, on a small island 800 kilometers away, Anna, holding a screwdriver, with a small face, waded on the beach, and walked cautiously to the edge of the reef.

Poke!

The screwdriver pierced, and in the sound of the water, a sea crab was poked out.

"Breakfast the day after tomorrow." Anna ran ashore and said happily.

People without far-sightedness must have near-concerns.

The sea crab was the size of Anna's face, and it was still struggling.

Unfortunately, the screwdriver poked into the chest and abdomen of the crab from the back of the crab shell, piercing the abdomen of the crab shell, and the crab was powerless.

Behind Anna, the metal spider just chopped down a coconut tree.

This is the last coconut tree on the island.

Cut off the branches, cut them into two pieces, and peel them.

Behind the metal spider, a dozen or so logs were already lying.

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