Chapter 65 Human experiments at the Hydra base!
About ten minutes later.
Polaris, who had come down from the second-floor laboratory, approached Lynn, her expression slightly strange.
"What's wrong?"
Lynn put away his phone, looked at Polaris, and asked with a smile.
"This is the first time I've truly understood what Laurawants."
Sitting beside Lynn, Polaris softly said, "When Laura was in the orphanage, she was very well-behaved and adorable. She just wanted to please the caregivers and the Dean."
"But because of her Mutant identity, no matter how hard Laura tried to be good, the Dean and those caregivers were always afraid of her."
"Because Laura was so well-behaved, many people wanted to adopt her, but as soon as they learned she was a Mutant, they immediately gave up the idea."
At this point, Polaris was silent for a few seconds: "She was very lonely then, until I entered that orphanage and slowly became her friend."
"She actually cared a lot about that orphanage and was afraid of being kicked out and abandoned again."
"It's just that later, we both still left..."
Hearing Polaris say this, Lynn said, "I investigated that orphanage. The reason you left was because the Deandied of cancer, and the new Dean was full of hatred for Mutants, right?"
"Mm!"
Sitting beside Lynn, Polaris nodded, showing a docile expression for the first time.
"Actually, it's not the new Dean's fault. After all, his wife and child both died at the hands of Mutants."
"And even though he was full of resentment towards Mutants, he never mistreated us."
Spreading her hands towards Lynn, Polaris continued, "But it wasn't until today that I understood what Lauratruly wanted."
"What she wants is not a house, not a dwelling that can be moved out of at any time, but a real 'home.'"
"That's why Laura is now bursting with immense enthusiasm."
"When I was on the second floor just now, I heard Lauraexplaining to Peter Parker the reason for this organization's establishment, and how the people within the organization should unite like a family."
"I was truly surprised because it was the first time I saw a light in her eyes."
"It's as if with this organization, Laura no longer has to worry about being abandoned."
At this point, Polaris looked up, her clear eyes gazing at Lynn, and said, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
Lynn raised his hand and ruffled Polaris's hair, speaking like an elder brother: "Laura has found a sense of belonging in her heart. What about you?"
Polaris was not averse to Lynn's actions; in fact, she seemed to enjoy this "affection from her brother."
"I want to find Magneto and ask him why, after adopting me, he abandoned me in an orphanage like a puppy, ignoring me completely."
"I don't care if he treats me like a daughter; I just want to know what I did wrong for him to treat me like this!"
Hearing the complex emotions in Polaris's tone, Lynnpatted Polaris's head: "From now on, just stay by my side. At least I won't abandon you like others."
"Mm!"
She looked up and gave Lynn a big smile.
This was the first time Polaris had acted like a 14-year-old girl.
Unfortunately, the warm scene didn't last for more than a few seconds before Peter Parker's continuous exclamations came from the second floor.
"Oh my God, this is so cool!"
"Is this the gear Lynn prepared for me? The Spider-Mansuit is even bulletproof?"
"Really? Three thousand dollars in salary every month? This is great, this way Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei won't have to worry about my college tuition."
"I can even have a laboratory? Oh my God, this way I won't have to secretly research web-shooters anymore."
Listening to Peter Parker's continuous cheers from the second floor, and Laura's alluring voice.
Lynn and Polaris exchanged glances, then both started to laugh.
It had to be said that although Laura was only 13 years old, her ability to sway people's hearts was incredibly powerful.
At least now, Peter Parker was full of goodwill towards the Illuminati Lynn had created.
He wished he could immediately fill out a registration form or something, even though Lynn hadn't prepared such a thing.
When Peter Parker walked down holding the Illuminatibadge, his face was filled with excitement.
"Lynn, thank you for the invitation, really, I promise I won't disappoint you."
Looking at Peter's excited expression, Lynn raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not about disappointing me, but about never disappointing yourself."
"Peter, your heart is full of kindness and justice, which is very good. I hope you can always maintain that."
Hearing Lynn say this, Peter Parker nodded solemnly.
"I believe I will live up to the Illuminati's reputation, I promise!"
Listening to Peter Parker's powerful assurance, Lynnsmiled.
At the same time, Lynn gained a deeper understanding of Laura's "brainwashing" ability.
At the same time.
Looking at Claire, who was bruised and battered, seemingly having suffered greatly.
Jonathan clenched his fists tightly, his entire body radiating a violent aura.
He hadn't expected that the damned FBI Kenny Davis had not only killed his father, leaving him with nothing overnight.
Now, he wouldn't even let Claire go!
He had nothing left, he had been ruined by him and was living on the streets, so why wouldn't that damned guy let him go?
Looking at the sadly weeping Claire, Jonathan clutched his hair, a sinister look flickering in his eyes.
In his most desperate and down-and-out moment, Clairewas like a ray of light that illuminated the gloom in his heart.
But he had, in turn, caused this angelic girl to endure such painful torment!
Taking a deep breath, Jonathan gently embraced the weeping Claire: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. I promise you will never be hurt again, I swear!"
Hearing the sinister tone in Jonathan's voice, Clairelooked up and said tremblingly, "Should we leave New York? If we just leave here, then he..."
"It's useless!"
Trying to keep his voice calm, Jonathan forced a smile and said, "He's with the FBI, the largest violent organization in the U.S. As long as he doesn't want to let us go, it's useless no matter where we go!"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this, I promise!"
Thinking that Kenny Davis was still living in his family's Villa.
Jonathan made a certain decision in his heart.
No matter what, he would never let Claire suffer any more pain!
After coaxing Claire to sleep, Jonathan sat quietly by the bed, watching her.
After a long time, Jonathan finally leaned down and kissed Claire's face, then resolutely turned and left.
The door gently closed, and the seemingly sleeping Clairesuddenly opened her eyes.
After seeing Jonathan leave, she took out her phone and sent a message to Alice.
As one of the largest organizations in the U.S., when the Federal Bureau of Investigation fully pursued those cannibals of the same cult as the Felton Family.
No matter what their identities were, no matter how much wealth they possessed.
Their ultimate outcome was only one: imprisonment.
Even the cult leader, located in Eastern Europe, did not escape the Federal Bureau of Investigation's capture.
Through media dissemination, in just one day, the entire U.S. became aware of this cannibalism case.
Countless citizens also took to the streets, strongly demanding that the authorities severely punish these damned cannibals.
Watching the people on the television, currently in front of the camera, continuously calling for these cannibals to be executed.
George Stacy shook his head and smiled at Lynn: "It's a pity. Since Michigan first abolished the death penalty in 1846, New York, New Jersey, and Illinois have also abolished the death penalty in recent years."
"Otherwise, these damned cannibals should be on the electric chair!"
Hearing Uncle George's words, Lynn smiled and said, "Compared to putting them on the electric chair, I think lifelong imprisonment is more tormenting for them."
"Uncle George, the cannibals on the list are either state councilors or business elites. They are accustomed to a life of abundance."
"Now, imprisoning them in a maximum-security prison, the immense sense of disparity will make them wish they were dead."
Hearing Lynn say this, George chuckled and nodded.
Lynn was right. George Stacy had seen many people commit suicide in prison.
The reason was that the disparity in status between inside and outside the prison made it difficult for them to adapt.
"However, I still wish these damned cannibals would sit on the electric chair. Only Heaven knows how many people they have killed over the years."
As the two were chatting idly, Lynn Hall's phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was Alice calling, Lynn said a word to George Stacy, then got up and went outside to answer the phone.
"Boss, the bait reported that the big fish has taken the bait. The big fish is currently swimming and observing in his former 'nest.' The target probably won't live much longer."
The bait referred to Claire, the big fish was Jonathan Polly, and the target was Kenny Davis.
"Let the big fish swim for a while first. The target is not an ordinary person, after all."
"Understood. The black market side is all ready. Once the big fish buys what he needs, the black market people will evaporate."
"Good job. Find a way for the big fish to kill the target who invaded the nest, then commit suicide!"
"Understood!"
Hanging up the phone, Lynn Hall returned to the house.
Kenny Davis's uncle was, after all, the Deputy Secretary of State for the Department of Justice, so his death had to be investigated.
Currently, everything was ready. Once Jonathan made his move, Claire would also disappear from New York.
After returning to the room, Lynn chatted with George Stacy for a while, then went back to his room to rest.
At this time, Gwen had already been waiting in Lynn's room for a while.
Seeing Lynn arrive, Gwen smiled and pounced on him: "What were you and my father talking about? You talked so late. I have so many things I want to tell you!"
Looking at Gwen, who was pouting in his arms, Lynnsmiled and patted her backside, then took out a badge from his pocket and handed it to her.
[Illuminati - Spider-Woman]
Looking at the pattern and engraved text on the badge, Gwen asked curiously, "So, the organization we casually mentioned in front of Spider-Man really exists?"
"Yes, from now on, we are members of the Illuminati."
Looking at the pattern on the badge with some joy, and playing with it for a while, Gwen looked at Lynn and asked, "Where's your badge?"
"It's the same as yours."
He took out his badge, which was engraved with [Illuminati - Leader].
Lynn explained the Illuminati's organizational structure, philosophy, and Base to Gwen.
Lynn then said, "Currently, the Illuminati only has a few members, but the membership will definitely increase in the future."
Gwen, however, didn't pay attention to that, but sat on Lynn's lap and laughed: "So you're our Leader? Then, my dear Leader, do you need your subordinate Spider-Woman to serve you?"
"Of course, as the Leader, I need to know the health status of the organization's members."
"Tch."
After rolling her eyes at Lynn, Gwen happily put away the badge, then chatted with Lynn about what had happened over the past week.
"New York was semi-locked down for a while, and many gang members didn't dare to cause trouble, but Hells Kitchen is still the same, still as chaotic."
"Oh, right, I heard that a street hero named Daredevil has appeared in Hells Kitchen."
"Also, a ruthless character appeared in New York. While New York was semi-locked down, he actually massacred an entire gang."
"And his actions were clean and swift. By the time my dad arrived at the scene with his men, this guy had already vanished."
Lynn's attention was drawn to the so-called ruthless character as Gwen happily swung her feet and told him about what had been happening in New York.
In fact, Lynn was aware of this matter; Alan Maxi had investigated it after the gang was wiped out.
However, it seemed someone was covering up this ruthless character's identity, as even the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation couldn't find him.
"Oh, by the way, Lynn, is Spider-Man's true identity Peter Parker?"
Gwen lifted her head from Lynn's shoulder and asked him curiously.
"Your guess?"
"Mm!"
Nodding, Gwen explained her guess.
At the same time, in an apartment in Brooklyn.
"You'd best disappear for a while. The New York Federal Bureau of Investigation has already taken notice of you!"
Nick Fury, wearing a leather trench coat and an eye patch, spoke to Frank, who was bandaging his cut arm.
"FBI?"
Facing Nick Fury's persuasion, Frank finished bandaging and casually picked up a beer from the table, saying, "I don't care about them."
With that, he chugged the entire bottle of beer.
"I know your capabilities, Frank. I'd even call you a 'Level Ten Agent,' but if S.H.I.E.L.D. hadn't been covering your tracks, you would have been exposed long ago!"
As he spoke, Nick Fury sat down opposite him: "And you should be grateful that the guy investigating you this time isn't Lynn Hall, otherwise—"
"You mean the young man who was interviewed on TV today?"
Hearing Nick Fury's words, Frank put down his beer and said, "It's my first time seeing you speak so highly of another government official. What, besides me, do you want to recruit him too?"
Nick Fury still valued Frank greatly.
Although Frank was just an ordinary person, Nick Furybelieved that no matter if Frank's enemies were Mutants or supernatural beings,
They would be the ones to die in the end!
"Lynn Hall is the second person who made me strongly consider recruiting him, but like you, he's rejected S.H.I.E.L.D.'s recruitment multiple times."
At this point, Nick Fury stood up and said, "Get some good rest. Since your revenge has been taken, enjoy this World as an ordinary person."
With that, Nick Fury turned to leave.
Looking at Nick Fury as he reached the door, Franksuddenly said, "Next time, send Nick Fury himself. Don't worry, I won't shoot him in the head!"
Hearing Frank say that, Nick Fury paused.
Ultimately, he said nothing more, but quickly left Frank's apartment.
Casually tossing a miniature bomb onto the table, Frankpicked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
The TV was still broadcasting news about the "Felton Family Cannibalism Case."
Looking at the ordinary people on TV holding banners and protesting, demanding the execution of the cannibals,
Frank's voice was somewhat low: "Cannibals…"
By the end of September, the sensational Felton FamilyCannibalism Case had concluded.
In just half a month, all the cannibals had been tried in courts across various cities.
Normally, cases of such widespread involvement and numerous criminals would take at least half a year, or even a year, to complete.
But public opinion, from the President down to the common people, placed immense pressure on the Department of Justice.
Under this pressure, all the cannibals were sentenced to life imprisonment, with no possibility of parole.
This outcome satisfied everyone, and Lynn Hall became a hero in the public's eyes.
Early morning, on a flight from New York to Los Angeles.
This was already the third note Lynn had received from a flight attendant with a phone number, but the quality of American Airlines flight attendants... Lynn could only say his teeth weren't that good; he couldn't handle those auntie-level flight attendants!
"How does it feel to be a hero?"
Director James Duke asked with a chuckle, watching Lynnput the note away, intending to throw it in the trash after getting off the plane.
"Not bad, but being recognized by everyone is a bit inconvenient for fieldwork."
"But fortunately, the public is forgetful, so it won't be long before they forget me."
Seeing Lynn remain calm and composed, James Dukenodded in satisfaction: "If this had been Kenny or Alan, they would have jumped for joy. It's good that you can maintain this mindset."
At this point, James Duke suddenly said, "Do you know? A few days ago, the President and the Secretary of Statediscussed personally awarding you a medal."
"However, this matter was ultimately dissuaded by someone. In his words, these are within the Federal Bureau of Investigation's duties, and internal commendation is sufficient."
Hearing Director Duke say this, Lynn asked with a smile, "Department of Justice?"
"Who else but them? That Deputy Secretary of the Department of Justice…heh!"
James Duke didn't continue his sentence, and Lynnnodded without pressing further.
The Deputy Secretary of the Department of Justice was Kenny Davis's paternal uncle.
It was obvious that at a critical moment when Rich Hoodwas in a nominal position, the Deputy Director position was vacant, and several Assistant Directors were competing for the Director position,
It would be strange if the Deputy Secretary, as Kenny's uncle, didn't stab him in the back!
However, he probably wouldn't have imagined that Kenny Davis would soon be going to Hell to meet Mephisto.
"Lynn, this time I'm taking you to Los Angeles to broaden your horizons. If all goes well, you might be able to take on the Director position early after we return!"
Hearing Director Duke's light words, Lynn feigned surprise but didn't ask further.
However, he understood in his heart that James Dukewas preparing to show his hand!
As for why Los Angeles was chosen instead of New York, which James Duke oversaw?
Lynn wasn't sure about that either!
At the same time, in the Upper East Side of New York.
Alice stood by the window, holding binoculars and watching Kenny Davis on his morning run.
According to her investigation, for the past half month, Jonathan Polly had been silently observing Kenny Davis's habits.
Furthermore, the Villa Kenny Davis lived in was Jonathan's former home.
So Alice believed that Jonathan's success rate in assassinating Kenny was at least 90%.
Success would be best, but even if he failed, she had prepared some backup plans to ensure Kenny wouldn't live past today.
As the executor of the "revenge" plan, Alice naturally wanted to personally watch this good show.
On the road.
Kenny continued his morning run along the roads of the Upper East Side, occasionally smiling and nodding at people on the roadside.
As a wealthy area of New York City, the security here was very high; if a crime occurred, the police would arrive within minutes.
Coupled with being a member of the FBI, Kenny didn't feel he would encounter any danger.
After running three miles along the road, Kenny Davispicked up his water bottle, ready to rehydrate.
Half of his morning run was over, and he planned to run back, shower, and then go to work.
Lynn becoming a national hero had put a lot of pressure on Kenny; he felt he had to find a way to get ahead of him.
After rehydrating, Kenny was just about to turn back.
His gaze, however, fell upon a man ahead, wearing a worn trench coat and a full beard, walking towards him.
Upon seeing this disheveled man, Kenny Davisinstinctively frowned.
When did the wealthy district allow such a homeless person...
As soon as this thought appeared, the next second, the "homeless man" directly pulled out a pistol from his worn trench coat and aimed it at him.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Several gunshots rang out in succession, and before Kenny Davis could react, several bullets penetrated his body.
Watching Kenny Davis fall into a pool of blood, his face filled with fear and confusion, Jonathan laughed manically with red eyes.
The gunshots shattered the tranquility of the wealthy district, and soon some people pulled out their phones to call the police.
In a Villa not far away.
"Alice, Jonathan has already taken care of Kenny. It seems our backup plan won't be needed."
Hearing Sean's voice through her earpiece, Alice said, "Is Claire's side handled?"
"Don't worry, Claire should be in some small country in Eastern Europe by now. She's a smart woman, she knows what would happen if she came back. With a large sum of money, she definitely won't return!"
"Keep a close eye on her. If she even thinks about coming back within the next three years, just eliminate her!"
With that, Alice took off her earpiece, but her gaze remained fixed on Jonathan.
If Jonathan didn't choose to commit suicide, then someone would help him "commit suicide"!
Airport.
Just as they stepped off the plane, Lynn Hall and James Duke's phones rang simultaneously.
Picking up his phone and answering, Lynn heard Alice's "urgent" voice: "Boss, it's bad. Just now, the police received news that there was a shooting in the Upper East Side."
"According to the police investigation, the victim of the shooting was Kenny Davis from our agency."
"Because of Kenny's special identity, the NYPD reported the case to us."
"What?!"
Hearing Alice's "angry" and "sad" tone, Lynn immediately frowned and said, "How could this happen? Where's the killer?"
"Boss, the killer committed suicide immediately after shooting Kenny Davis. Currently, it's still unclear if the killer was instigated by someone else."
"I understand!"
After hanging up the phone, Lynn turned to look at James Duke.
At this moment, James Duke was frowning, his expression clearly somewhat grim.
It would be nothing if just one FBI Agent died, but the key was that Kenny Davis's backer was the Deputy Secretary of the Department of Justice.
And the Federal Bureau of Investigation happened to be under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice!
"Director, you've also received the news that Kenny Daviswas shot, right? Should we rush back now?"
Seeing the Director's grim expression, Lynn asked.
"Not yet, I'll make a call first!"
Gesturing for Lynn to wait, James Duke took out his phone and walked aside.
A few minutes later.
When James Duke returned, his expression had clearly softened considerably.
"I've already contacted the Department of Justice. Regarding Kenny Davis's case, we must investigate it thoroughly!"
Hearing the Director's words, Lynn nodded solemnly: "We must investigate thoroughly. Kenny is, after all, a member of our New York Federal Bureau of Investigation."
"Someone killing him is equivalent to slapping our Federal Bureau of Investigation in the face!"
Seeing Lynn's determined look to investigate to the end, James Duke smiled and patted Lynn's arm: "That's right, but before that, we have something more important to do!"
With that, James Duke led Lynn out of the airport.
Outside the airport, black Chevrolets were parked. When they saw James Duke walk out, a group of men in black suits, looking like bodyguards, immediately came forward.
"Mr. James Duke, everything is ready."
"Mm!"
Nodding in satisfaction, James Duke gestured for Lynn to get in the car with him.
Inside a restaurant not far from the airport.
Watching Lynn and James Duke get into the car, Polarisput down her food and left the restaurant.
Watching the convoy drive away, she recalled the tracking methods Lynn had taught her and quietly followed them.
Driving along the road, the convoy gradually passed through the bustling downtown area and entered the slum.
Getting out of the car, they were met with a multi-story building.
Compared to the surrounding slums, this building stood out like a sore thumb.
Especially since the security around the building was extremely strict, there weren't even any homeless people nearby.
"Let's go, I'll show you something good."
Patting Lynn's arm, James Duke led the way inside.
Following James Duke, Lynn walked into the building with him.
However, unbeknownst to others, Lynn lightly tapped the ring on his middle finger with his thumb.
On the other side.
After witnessing Lynn being escorted into the building by that group of people, Polaris felt two vibrations from the sensor in her ring.
She then surveyed her surroundings and found a place to hide.
The two vibrations from the sensor meant everything was safe; this was the agreed-upon method of conveying information with Lynn.
Only when the sensor vibrated three times would it indicate he was in danger.
Originally, Lynn hadn't intended to bring Polaris along, as with the abilities Lynn currently concealed, even if HYDRA wanted to imprison or even kill him.
He would still be able to escape from them, or even counter-kill them.
Moreover, Lynn believed this time James Duke was preparing to come clean with him and formally recruit him.
As for Polaris, she was merely an extra layer of security Lynn had for himself.
Upon entering the building, everything seemed perfectly normal, just like a regular office building, with a front desk, staff, and everything else.
However, once inside the elevator, after James Dukescanned his fingerprint and retina.
Some hidden buttons appeared on the elevator panel.
"Sometimes, secrecy and security are paramount, Lynn. For people like us, no matter how glorious we are in public, until the 'future' arrives, we all need to learn to lie low."
As the elevator descended rapidly, James Duke looked at Lynn with profound meaning and said.
Listening to James Duke's meaningful words, Lynndisplayed a look of utter confusion.
This expression fell into James Duke's eyes, and he chuckled, saying, "You'll understand soon enough!"
As his voice faded, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Following James Duke out of the elevator, Lynn saw numerous large transparent containers.
The insides of these containers were all filled with orange-red liquid, and countless wires were connected to each container.
In front of these transparent containers, one technician after another, dressed in white coats, were operating something.
And at the central control panel, several researchers were observing various data sets.
Upon seeing James Duke arrive, these technicians immediately rushed over.
"Mr. James Duke."
"How is the experiment progressing?"
"Everything is normal at the moment, but the experimental products produced have not yet met the standards and still require some time for research."
Hearing the researcher's answer, James Duke nodded: "What about the semi-finished products?"
"Mr. James Duke, the semi-finished products have entered the human trial phase. Test subjects who have taken the blue and red semi-finished products have, without exception, temporarily possessed various supernatural abilities."
"It's just a pity that the duration of these supernatural abilities is too short. The blue semi-finished product can ensure the test subject has supernatural abilities for thirty minutes to an hour."
"And the red semi-finished product can extend the ability to two hours."
At this point, the researcher pushed up his glasses and said, "However, the side effects are also very obvious. When the supernatural abilities disappear, test subjects who took the blue semi-finished product will experience side effects such as exhaustion, dehydration, and a significant decline in bodily functions."
"And 70% of the test subjects who took the red semi-finished product died of exhaustion!"
Hearing the researcher's report on the results, James Duke nodded with satisfaction.
Turning his head to look at a surprised Lynn, James Dukesmiled and said, "Surprised? But this is just a small part. Follow me!"
With that, James Duke led Lynn further forward.
Following James Duke deeper into the Base, Lynn was silent for a moment before asking, "Director, I don't quite understand, here..."
"Lynn, what do you think of this country, or even this World?"
Before Lynn could finish his question, James Dukesuddenly countered with one of his own.
Watching James Duke stare into his eyes, Lynn was about to answer when he heard James Duke continue: "Actually, this country isn't as beautiful as you imagine."
"Poor people think they can get rich by working hard, and those of humble birth think they can change their fate by studying."
"But in reality? This country is full of corruption, bureaucracy, capital, and the upward mobility of ordinary people is always controlled by a small group of people."
"They are greedy, tyrannical, and toy with one ambitious young person after another from a condescending position."
"At the same time, for profit, they instigate civil wars in one country after another."
At this point, James Duke led Lynn further forward: "Lynn, compared to the ordinary people of this country, you are actually very lucky."
"Because your adoptive father, George Stacy, is the Director of the New York Police Department, so you've seen more and had a much higher starting point since childhood."
"If the person who adopted you from the orphanage wasn't him, but an ordinary person, then what do you think you would be like now?"
Facing James Duke's words, Lynn followed him without answering.
However, the look in James Duke's eyes was full of suspicion, as if he were treating him as a spy from another country.
Seeing Lynn's wary and suspicious gaze, James Dukesmiled but didn't mind.
"Don't worry, I'm not a spy from another country."
Pushing open a door in front of them, what appeared before the two of them was a long corridor.
Walking along the corridor, they soon arrived at a black iron door.
Stopping in front of this black iron door, James Dukelooked at Lynn and said, "Lynn, I've always thought highly of you."
"That's also why I brought you into the Brotherhood. In fact, you should understand what I just said."
"As a member of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, you should be even clearer that in the eyes of the big shots, ordinary people are just ants that can be crushed at any time."
Hearing James Duke say this, the "alertness" in Lynn's eyes still did not relax: "So, what is your true identity?"
"Have you heard of HYDRA?"
As soon as James Duke's voice fell, the next second, the black iron door suddenly opened.
Seeing the person who opened the door, Lynn Hall"instinctively" pulled out his pistol.
This person in front of him was none other than the Vampire whom Lynn had let go in Europe under orders.
When he saw Lynn pointing a gun at him, the Vampireshowed no reaction, but respectfully said to James Duke: "Hello, Mr. James Duke."
"Mm!"
Nodding to the Vampire, James Duke looked at Lynn and smiled: "Put down the gun, Lynn, you should know that Vampires aren't afraid of these bullets!"
After speaking, regardless of Lynn's actions, James Dukewalked directly into the door.
Standing at the doorway, Lynn hesitated for a moment, his expression filled with "solemnity."
"Actually, from the first time I saw you, I knew you would become one of us, Mr. Hall."
Saying this, the Vampire made an inviting gesture to Lynn: "I know Mr. Hall, you might not be able to accept reality right away."
"But Mr. Hall, half of your foot has actually already stepped into HYDRA!"
Hearing the Vampire's words, Lynn Hall was silent for a few seconds, then slowly lowered his gun.
"So the last time James Duke ordered me to let you go, was it because you were also part of HYDRA?"
"I am, but the family behind me is not."
Facing Lynn's inquiry, the Vampire invited Lynn in while saying: "HYDRA's screening is actually very strict, the purpose is to prevent people from knowing the fact that HYDRA still exists."
"Ever since Johann Schmidt was defeated by Steve Rogers and HYDRA was 'eliminated' by S.H.I.E.L.D., many members went into hiding."
"Through generations of slow infiltration, HYDRA has now controlled various fields in most countries."
"Perhaps you cannot imagine how vast HYDRA's current scale is, but Mr. Hall, HYDRA is far larger than you imagine."
Following the Vampire, Lynn walked slowly forward, gripping his pistol.
A moment later, Lynn asked, "Why me?"
"Because Director Duke values you very highly."
"In fact, it's not just you; we have developed excellent companions in various fields, but compared to them, Director Duke feels you have more of a leader's temperament."
Saying this, the Vampire led Lynn to James Duke's side.
"Come over here, Lynn, I'll introduce you to the true research direction of this Base!"
Waving to Lynn, James Duke didn't care about Lynn's wary gaze.
New York, inside a gang Base.
"Oh my God."
Looking at the dozens of gang members' bodies in front of him, the ground was covered in blood, and the walls were riddled with bullet holes.
Peter Parker instinctively exclaimed.
Pressing the communicator under his mask, as soon as the communication connected, Peter Parker immediately said: "Illusionist, are you there? I've found a major case here."
"My God, those guys from the 17th gang were all killed. There are twenty-three bodies here."
"I need you to notify the New York Police Departmentimmediately, and preferably inform the leader!"
As he spoke, Peter Parker carefully checked his surroundings, wanting to see if there were any clues left behind.
But he was also worried about disturbing the crime scene, so he could only rely on his Spider-Sense to search slowly.
Inside the Base.
Hearing Peter Parker's call, Laura, who was playing a game, immediately put down her PSP.
"Twenty-three bodies? All members of the 17th gang? Could it be a gang war? From what I know, those guys from the 17th gang specialize in selling drugs."
"Also, Spider-Woman is heading your way. I'll notify the New York Police Department, but the leader and Polarisare not in New York; they've gone to Los Angeles!"
As soon as Laura's voice fell, Gwen's voice rang out on the communication channel: "Illusionist, I'll notify the New York Police Department. You keep observing."
"Once the New York Police Department arrives, Spider-Man and I will evacuate the scene as quickly as possible!"
Saying this, Gwen swung with her web and landed directly outside the 17th gang's Base.
Noticing Spider-Woman's arrival, Peter Parkerimmediately walked out: "Spider-Woman, you might not know this, but it's almost a slaughterhouse in here. My God, I can't even imagine who killed them."
"But based on my examination of the traces at the scene, the killer of the 17th gang was only one person."
"My God, I can't imagine how he did all of this!"
Chapter 66 Sean: The deputy director is dead. Is there any chance that the boss will become the new deputy director?
Inside George Stacy's office at the New York Police Department.
"George, is the Daily Bugle publishing stories about Spider-Woman and Spider-Man again?"
Donald placed a cup of coffee in front of George Stacy, who was holding the Daily Bugle and reading the news.
As the Deputy Director of the Police Department and also George's decades-long partner, Donald understood George Stacy's thoughts perfectly.
He was a traditional old Police who believed that vigilantes like Spider-Woman and Spider-Man were completely disrupting the rules.
Hearing Donald's voice, George Stacy put down the Daily Bugle in his hand and said, "Recently, Spider-Woman and Spider-Man have been appearing more frequently."
"Although they often help civilians in need and have even apprehended some criminals, what they are doing is disturbing the normal order of society."
"Criminals should be arrested by the Police, not by them. If every city had a few vigilantes, what would be the point of us?"
Well, the United States doesn't really have anything like 'chivalrous acts'.
So George was a bit displeased with Spider-Woman and Spider-Man arbitrarily arresting criminals.
Listening to George's words, Donald chuckled and didn't argue.
Instead, he picked up the newspaper, glanced at it, and then said to George, "It's clear the Daily Bugle is really going all out to blacken Spider-Man's name!"
"But they've been merciful towards Spider-Woman, even though Spider-Woman and Spider-Man are doing the same thing."
"Is it just because Spider-Woman is a female?"
Hearing his old friend's words, George Stacy recalled the criminals hanging on walls, caught in spider webs.
That was the first time Spider-Woman appeared to apprehend criminals, and then notified him to clean up the mess!
After that, although Spider-Woman contacted him a few more times, each time the criminals were fixed to the wall by webs.
He had never met Spider-Woman.
Otherwise, he really wanted to talk to Spider-Womanand tell her that doing this…
Mid-thought, George Stacy's phone suddenly rang.
He picked up his phone, saw the familiar unnamed number, and answered the call.
"Director George, a gang murder occurred in District 17. The killer massacred all members of the 17 Gang."
"We did not find any traces left by the killer at the scene."
"You didn't tamper with the crime scene, did you?!"
On the other end of the phone, hearing her father's question, Gwen used a voice changer and said, "Don't worry, the crime scene is perfectly preserved. Send forensic experts over as soon as possible!"
With that, Gwen directly hung up the communication.
Listening to Gwen end the call, Peter Parker, who was inspecting the scene, suddenly looked up.
"What's wrong?"
Gwen asked, looking at Spider-Man Peter Parker staring at her through his mask.
"Nothing, but just now, listening to your tone, it sounds like you're very familiar with Director George. Do you two know each other?"
"If so, that's great! You know the Director of the New York Police Department, and our Illuminati leader is Lynn from the Federal Bureau of Investigation."
"Then in the future, won't we have to worry about being officially…"
"The leader's identity cannot be known by anyone else except a few of us. Also, I've only contacted Director George a few times."
Looking at Peter Parker, Gwen explained, "But Director George clearly believes we are disrupting the normal order of society, so…"
"How can he think that? We are clearly doing good deeds, protecting those civilians."
Listening to Peter Parker, who sounded a bit agitated, Gwen said, "Now is not the time to talk about these things. The Police will arrive in five minutes."
"So, we need to find traces of the killer as soon as possible. I'll check the back door!"
With that, Gwen hurried towards the alley behind the gang's stronghold.
Los Angeles.
"Immortality has always been something people pursue."
Watching the huge screen displaying some test subjects spraying Fire, and others freezing their surroundings.
Some people could even lift objects more than a dozen times their own weight.
James Duke looked at Lynn and smiled, "No one is not afraid of death, so whether they are wealthy or political figures, they are all exploring ways to prolong life."
"The reason HYDRA chose to cooperate with Vampires was to research drugs that could prolong life."
"After all, the lifespan of Vampires is extremely long!"
Hearing James Duke say this, Lynn's expression remained solemn.
Looking at the dozens of artificially created test subjects who possessed supernatural abilities for a short period.
Lynn asked, "So, HYDRA's secret research succeeded?"
"Not yet."
Shaking his head lightly, James Duke took out a cigar and offered it to Lynn.
Seeing that Lynn didn't take it, James Duke didn't insist: "Some HYDRA members hope to rule the World through the power of technology, even transferring the soul of a scientist who should have died to a computer."
"Some HYDRA members cooperate with AIM, which split off in the nineties, to create Super Soldiers."
"There are even some HYDRA members who continue to build Bases in various corners of the World."
"And I, I want to master the continuation of life. After all, most of us HYDRA leaders are old, unlike you, you are only 24 years old, still young!"
"Unfortunately, there has been no progress in the current research. The Vampire blood serum can only create some failed products that temporarily possess superpowers!"
"I haven't joined HYDRA yet!"
Hearing Lynn's "resistance," James Duke shook his head: "Lynn, this World is ugly."
"War, famine, oppression, and exploitation are constantly playing out in every corner of the Earth."
"And the ordinary people suffering these hardships, as if in hell, no matter how they pray for God's mercy, God's mercy never descends upon them."
"So only we, Lynn, only we HYDRA can change all of this, and only when HYDRA truly controls this World can this situation be changed and absolute fairness be brought to this World!"
With that, James Duke took a new cigar from his pocket and placed it in Lynn's hand.
"I know, people your age grew up listening to the stories of Steve Rogers, but Lynn, facts have proven that the World Steve worked so hard to save is wrong!"
"Join us. Once you become a part of HYDRA, you can have absolute power, status, money, and the ability to change this World!"
"I believe you will make the right choice!"
After saying that, James Duke turned and left with the Vampire.
Leaving Lynn alone in the room, silently looking at the cigar in his hand!
Inside the lounge.
Taking the red wine offered by the Vampire, James Dukelooked at the monitor screen, where Lynn was sitting on the sofa, his expression constantly struggling and changing.
"Mr. James Duke, do you think Lynn Hall will agree to join our HYDRA?"
Facing the Vampire's question, James Duke chuckled, his eyes full of confidence: "He is a smart man, so he will definitely make the most correct decision."
"What if he refuses?"
Looking at the confident James Duke, the Vampire smiled and said, "After all, someone who grew up listening to Captain America's stories, and whose adoptive father is an upright Police, should be very difficult to accept us!"
"You underestimate Lynn too much. If he were the kind of rigid person who doesn't know how to adapt, how could he, at such a young age, sit in the position of Assistant Supervisor?"
"Moreover, not everyone is qualified to be brought by me to this Base and witness HYDRA's secrets."
There was a sentence James Duke didn't say aloud, which was that Lynn should be very clear about what awaited him if he didn't join HYDRA after knowing these secrets.
James Duke truly admired Lynn.
And Lynn was exceptionally capable and possessed strong personal charisma.
He was truly very suitable to lead the younger generation of fledgling members.
If Lynn could pledge allegiance to HYDRA, then he wouldn't have to worry about many things!
"By the way, has your Vampire and human gene transformation project succeeded?"
"It still failed."
Facing James Duke's inquiry, the Vampire shook his head: "Although he initially wasn't afraid of sunlight and possessed some of the Vampire's abilities."
"But he didn't even last a day before dying from organ failure."
Hearing the Vampire's answer, a hint of disappointment flashed in James Duke's eyes.
He was already over fifty years old, so he needed to find a way to prolong his life.
Perhaps, he should talk to Ophelia and see how her cyborg experiments were progressing!
Outside.
Seeing Lynn, who once again reported no dangerous situations, Polaris, disguised, walked into a store.
Polaris didn't care at all about the young Black man who was robbing the store.
Instead, she leisurely picked up a bag of snacks, intending to pay after the young Black man finished robbing the store.
As Lynn's subordinate, Polaris was not short on money now, so naturally, there was no need to do something like ditching the bill.
However, seeing that the young Black man actually pointed a gun at her, Polaris frowned.
But then she thought that if she acted here, people in the building would discover her.
Polaris, wearing a red wig, took out a roll of banknotes from her pocket and handed it to the young Black man.
Seeing that the red-haired woman in front of him was so sensible, the young Black man quickly ran out with his stolen loot.
And the store owner who had been robbed seemed to be accustomed to all this, so when he saw the bag of snacks in Polaris's hand, he directly said, "Seven dollars in total."
Hearing the store owner's words, Polaris shrugged, then took out a 20-dollar bill from another pocket and handed it to him.
After taking the dollars, the store owner shrugged, looking at the empty cash drawer, and said, "All the change was stolen. Why don't you take a little more?"
Hearing the store owner's words, Polaris turned around and took some more food from the shelf.
The whole process was very natural, making the store owner think that Polaris was also from this slum.
Seeing Polaris about to leave, the store owner suddenly asked, "How much?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing the store owner's words, Polaris, who was about to walk out the door, looked at him with some confusion.
Seeing that Polaris didn't understand, the store owner pointed out the window and said, "It's still daytime, so not the overnight kind!"
"I'm not doing that business anymore. I've saved enough money and plan to go to college."
"Tsk, then you're really lucky!"
"Yes, I also feel very lucky to have escaped the gang's control."
With that, Polaris turned and left the store.
It was a very ordinary conversation. Anyone who heard it would think it was two locals talking.
No one would have thought that this beautiful red-haired girl was actually the daughter of the famous Magneto.
The next morning.
The door of the lounge opened, and the Vampire looked at Lynn, who had been sitting on the sofa all night, his expression now back to normal.
He couldn't help but wonder what kind of choice Lynnwould make.
James Duke, however, looked at the lit cigar and then smiled with satisfaction.
"After returning this time, Richy can be put on a leisurely post. He has complained to me more than once that he wants to live a retired life."
Seeing Lynn make his choice, James Duke smiled contentedly.
[James Duke Favorability: 5]
Seeing James Duke's favorability increase to 5, Lynn Hallshowed no pretense: "Thank you, Director."
"Although I haven't quite adapted to my new identity, no matter what you command, Director, I will strive to complete it!"
Lynn understood that while he had agreed to join HYDRA, it wouldn't be easy to gain James Duke's trust.
This wasn't something that could be achieved by simply saying a few words.
Without a doubt, James Duke would surely ask him to present something akin to a 'letter of submission'.
After all, if James Duke didn't have leverage over him, how could he truly trust him?
So, since that was the case, Lynn might as well proactively bring it up.
This way, he could gain greater benefits within HYDRA!
Indeed, when James Duke heard Lynn's proactive "request to serve," he was even more satisfied.
"Lynn, do you know why I insisted on bringing you to Los Angeles?"
"Because of this Base?"
"No, HYDRA has many Bases; at least, the Bases I control are not limited to just this one in Los Angeles."
Patting Lynn's shoulder, James Duke smiled: "Our Deputy Director of the New York Federal Bureau of Investigationis from Los Angeles."
"He has been recuperating in Los Angeles for over half a year due to 'illness.' Such a person, who occupies a position without performing its duties, is not suitable for our New York Federal Bureau of Investigation."
Hearing James Duke say this, Lynn nodded: "I know what to do!"
"Very good!"
James Duke again took out a cigar and handed it to Lynn, saying: "After you've done this, return to New York and be promoted to Agent Supervisor."
"Next year, I will find a way to make you acting Deputy Director, so that when I leave New York two years from now, you can naturally take over the position of Directorof the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation."
"Although you are still young and your promotion speed is a bit too fast, you don't need to worry about the review process; the Department of Justice also has our own people!"
"Thank you, Director!"
Listening to James Duke's grand promises, Lynn said "gratefully"!
Standing outside the building, Lynn Hall watched Director Duke leave in his Chevrolet.
He took out a cigarette and slowly lit it.
He had finally joined HYDRA.
For Lynn, joining HYDRA was absolutely the most beneficial choice for maximizing his interests at the moment.
As long as he eliminated the Deputy Director now, he could be promoted to Agent Supervisor upon his return.
And next year, he could temporarily serve as Deputy Director. Once James Duke left the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation, the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation would belong to him.
This was HYDRA's promise to him, and Lynn was quite satisfied.
Slowly exhaling smoke, Lynn's gaze turned to the Vampire standing inside the building.
Seeing Lynn's gaze on him, the Vampire performed a bowing gesture towards Lynn.
Clearly, after Lynn joined HYDRA, his position was higher than his!
He crushed the cigarette butt, returned to the car, and Lynn drove the Chevrolet towards downtown Los Angeles.
Seeing Lynn drive away, the Vampire said to his subordinate beside him: "Monitor Lynn Hall's every move at all times."
"Only after confirming the death of the Deputy Director of the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation, then remove the surveillance!"
"Yes!"
Hearing the Vampire's command, the subordinate immediately went to make arrangements.
On the other side.
Watching Lynn drive away alone, Polaris sniffed: "It seems it's not over yet, but the fact that Lynn can drive away alone means his situation has improved a lot."
Saying that, Polaris glanced at the building located in the slum.
After putting on her hat, Polaris looked around, then turned and left.
In the evening, at a bar in Los Angeles.
"Haha, so you did it on purpose? I can just imagine how embarrassed Tony Stark must have been facing that dark cave at the time."
Looking at Lynn with hazy eyes, the slightly tipsy beautiful girl giggled: "I thought a national hero like you would be a very serious person, but I didn't expect you to be so interesting."
Picking up his glass and shrugging, Lynn looked at the glowing White woman in front of him and smiled: "I don't consider myself a national hero."
"But I think you are, and all the people think you are. If it weren't for you, who knows how many more people would have been eaten."
"That damn President didn't even give you a medal. I think his head must have been squeezed by a door!"
At this point, the beautiful girl's fingertips lightly traced Lynn's hand.
Her voice also carried a hint of teasing: "Since you didn't receive a medal from the President, do you want to receive a reward from the people?"
"If I don't accept this reward, it will disappoint the people, won't it?"
"Hehe, of course, this is the most sincere gratitude!"
"Then what are we waiting for? I also want to see how Los Angeles's enthusiasm differs from New York's!"
Hearing Lynn say that, the beautiful girl immediately picked up her bag and linked arms with Lynn.
Seeing this, the other people in the bar immediately started whistling and cheering.
"Well done, screw New York, keep the hero in Los Angeles!"
"Lynn, once you experience the enthusiasm of Los Angeles, you'll know how boring New York is!"
"Haha, Erica, take good care of our hero and let him know that Los Angeles is the most passionate city in the United States."
Facing the cheers in the bar, Lynn took out a roll of banknotes from his pocket, placed them on the counter, and then smiled at the bartender: "My treat for a round!"
Seeing Lynn's action, the cheers in the bar became even more lively!
People from New York and Los Angeles have always disliked each other.
New Yorkers thought Los Angeles people were a bunch of bumpkins, while Los Angeles people thought New Yorkers were a bunch of barbarians.
So when Lynn took the prettiest girl in the bar, these guys started cheering, telling Erica to keep Lynn in Los Angeles.
Leaving the bar, he took Erica into the hotel next door.
In the adjacent room, Polaris was sitting on the bed video chatting with Laura.
"Lynn has taken a beautiful girl from the bar back to the hotel, Laura. Barbara was right, Lynn just likes long legs!"
Listening to Polaris, Laura, sitting on the sofa, smiled: "I've known that for a long time, but he must have another purpose for doing this."
"Like using this woman to provide a perfect alibi or something."
"Although I don't know what he's doing in Los Angeles, Kenny Davis was killed, and James Duke returned from Los Angeles to personally investigate the matter but didn't bring Lynn back with him."
"This proves that Lynn definitely has something very important to do!"
Hearing Laura's explanation, Polaris nodded slightly: "I think so too, and since Lynn brought me to Los Angelesand didn't hide anything from me the whole time, it means Lynn really considers us his own people."
"I just don't know if I'll need to make an appearance next."
As she was speaking, Polaris heard waves of passionate sounds coming from the next room.
Her small face immediately turned red.
She forced herself not to listen to such sounds, but the more she tried not to listen, the more the sounds seemed to penetrate into Polaris's ears.
"What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Polaris's unusual expression, Laura asked curiously.
"No, nothing!"
After shaking her head, Polaris quickly changed the subject: "By the way, it's so late, why aren't you resting yet?"
"Because something happened here in New York. In just two days, three gangs in Queens were all massacred."
"Spider-Woman and Spider-Man found some clues at the second gang scene and then began investigating the matter."
"This is our Illuminati's first formal coordinated investigation, so naturally, I can't fall behind!"
As she was speaking, Laura looked at the signal coming from another tablet and then said: "They've found that guy. I'll hang up now!"
"Okay, be careful."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
Smiling sweetly at Polaris, Laura immediately hung up the video call.
After putting down the tablet, Polaris tilted her ear and listened to the loud sounds coming from next door.
She rubbed her slightly flushed earlobes, then lay on the bed, clutching the duvet, and began counting.
She didn't know how long passed, but when the sounds from next door gradually stopped, Polaris finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
She got up and walked towards the bathroom, but her gaze kept unconsciously turning towards the wall.
It was as if her gaze could penetrate the thick wall and see what was happening next door.
Deep night.
Looking at Erica, who was exhausted and sound asleep, Lynn's fingertips gently traced her cheek.
A wisp of mist from the ring on his left middle finger inadvertently floated out and was inhaled by Erica.
Soon, Erica fell into a deep sleep.
This mist was a type of anesthetic gas; it caused no harm to the human body, only causing the inhaled person to fall into a coma.
After doing all this, Lynn got up and put on his clothes.
Then he took out a bottle of liquid from his inner pocket and applied it to his face and wrists.
As the liquid was applied, Lynn's originally handsome and charming face gradually darkened, quickly disguising him as a Black man.
He took out a mask, a hat, and weapons from under the bed and put them on. Lynn glanced at the sleeping Erica.
Then he used his teleportation ability to disappear from the room.
Los Angeles, in a Villa in San Marino.
"Go to bed early, Colin, it's already 11:30 PM."
Hearing his wife's nagging, Colin Newman put down the newspaper in his hand.
"The New York Federal Bureau of Investigation is making big headlines again with the Felton Family cannibalism case, not to mention it also implicated over two hundred high-ranking cannibals."
"If I were still at the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation now, that credit might have allowed me to be promoted to Director two years from now."
Seeing her husband's regretful expression, his wife took off her glasses and smiled: "This is good too, at least you can sleep soundly every day, and you don't have to get up in the middle of the night to work after receiving a case."
"Hmph!"
Hearing his wife say this, Colin Newman snorted: "Damn James Duke, if it weren't for him, would I, the Deputy Director of the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation, still need to pretend to be sick and recuperate?"
"I've worked diligently for this country for decades, so what if I have tens of millions of U.S. dollars in my overseas account?"
"That bastard James Duke must have taken dozens of times more money than I have!"
Saying that, Colin Newman pointed to Lynn Hall's photo in the newspaper: "Look, this is one of James Duke's dogs."
"Perhaps the Felton Family cannibalism case was also solved by James Duke directing this dog."
"Otherwise, James Duke wouldn't have let him steal the show at that press conference; it's clearly to promote this obedient dog!"
Watching her husband get more and more agitated, his wife took a glass of Water from the nightstand and handed it to him, comforting him: "Alright, alright, calm down. You're over sixty, you need to pay more attention to your health."
"Hmph!"
After snorting, Colin Newman took the Water glass.
Just as he was about to drink, he suddenly heard a rummaging sound from downstairs.
Hearing this sound, Colin Newman immediately sat up vigilantly in bed.
His son and daughter were still in Britain, and the nanny had long since gone off duty.
Now that there was a commotion in the house, it must be some clueless thief who had broken in.
Thinking of this, Colin turned around and took a gun from the bedside table.
He was about to get up when his wife stopped him, "We should call the Police now.
The Police can be here in five minutes at most."
Hearing his wife's concern, Colin scoffed, "It's just a petty thief, no need for those useless people!"
With that, he ignored his wife's protests and walked downstairs with the pistol.
In the living room on the first floor, a man wearing a mask and a hat was rummaging through drawers for valuables.
Colin Newman, who came downstairs holding a gun, saw this and immediately raised his hand, ready to shoot.
But the next second, the heavily wrapped man suddenly turned around and fired several shots at Colin Newman.
"Bang."
"Bang bang!"
Several gunshots broke the quiet of the neighborhood, and Colin Newman fell into a pool of blood, his face full of disbelief.
"Ah!"
His wife, who had followed him out of worry, screamed in terror at the sight.
The thief who broke in seemed startled and fled in a panic.
Half an hour later, inside the hotel.
Lynn, who had finished washing up in the bathroom, returned to his original appearance.
He lifted the covers and lay down, seeing Erica sleeping with her arm exposed, Lynn thoughtfully covered her with the blanket.
The next morning.
Erica, gradually waking from a deep sleep, unconsciously smiled when she saw Lynn Hall beside her.
She raised her hand, wanting to gently pinch Lynn's nose, but just as her fingertips were about to touch Lynn's skin, Lynn suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her.
Startled by Lynn's sudden open eyes, Erica playfully said to Lynn, "Are all you Agents so alert?"
"You lawyers are quite eloquent too!"
Lynn raised his hand and placed it on Erica's head, smiling, "Even you, a law student, are very impressive.
Also, were you trying to wake me up just now?"
"I think you should try a different way to wake me up!"
"Hmm?"
For a moment, she didn't understand what Lynn meant, but then she felt the hand on her head gently press her down.
Erica rolled her eyes at Lynn and then burrowed into the covers.
At the same time, in James Duke's Villa in Queens.
"You mean Lynn went to a bar last night, took a female law student to a hotel, and didn't leave all night?"
Hearing the report from the Vampire, Gulin Nathaniel, James Duke nodded, "I know, but don't worry.
Since Lynn chose to join us, then…"
Before he could finish speaking, James Duke noticed another phone ringing.
"Wait a moment!"
After telling the Vampire Gulin to wait, James Dukepicked up the other phone and answered it.
When he heard the news from the other end of the line, James Duke's smile gradually spread.
Hanging up the phone, James Duke said to Gulin, "Cancel the surveillance on Lynn.
He has already completed his initiation!"
"What?"
Hearing James Duke say this, Gulin Nathaniel's expression instantly froze, "Mr. James Duke, are you saying Lynn killed Colin Newman last night?"
"How is that possible?"
The people responsible for surveillance didn't see Lynnleave the hotel…"
"Heh, Gulin, this is a display of ability!"
Before the Vampire Gulin could finish, James Dukesmiled, "Lynn is a top-tier Agent.
If he doesn't want you to notice, then even if you watch him 24 hours a day, you won't find his whereabouts."
"Besides, he has already noticed your surveillance, so that's that!"
With that, James Duke hung up the phone and then smiled as he dialed Lynn's number.
In the Illuminati Base in Queens.
Looking at Peter Parker yawning, Laura handed him breakfast and said, "Don't be discouraged.
We can just continue the investigation after Lynn comes back."
Yes, last night was the Illuminati's first mission, and it ended in failure.
No way, that Carnage gang member was too swift and decisive.
By the time Spider-Man and Spider-Woman arrived at the scene, that guy had already slaughtered the gang members and left.
So, it was only natural that the two of them came up empty-handed.
"It's not like we gained nothing.
At least we've already guessed who this guy's next target is."
While eating breakfast, Peter Parker pointed at a map of Queens and said, "The Carnage.
Oh, that's the nickname I gave him."
"This guy uses Queens as his axis and massacres according to the order of gang distribution."
"And all the gangs he eliminated were drug dealers, so his next target is very likely to be…"
"According to my speculation, the Carnage's next target should be The Blood Parrot."
"The Blood Parrot?
What a terrible name?"
Hearing the gang's name, Laura complained, "Why don't they call themselves the Blood Tiger?"
"The Blood Parrot gang was just established less than two years ago.
I heard it's because the gang leader's tattoo is a red parrot."
"But none of that matters.
Anyway, I plan to keep an eye on The Blood Parrot gang these next few days."
At this point, Peter Parker looked up at Laura, "Where's Spider-Woman?
Didn't she come this morning?"
"Also, Laura, you all already know my true identity, but I still don't know Spider-Woman's true identity.
Isn't that a bit unfair?"
Facing Peter Parker's question, Laura shrugged and said, "If you want to know Spider-Woman's true identity, go ask her yourself."
"Also, aren't you going to class today?
If you don't leave now, you'll be late today!"
Hearing Laura's reminder, Peter Parker immediately stood up from his chair, "Oh my goodness, I actually forgot I had class today."
"It's over, it's over, I'm definitely going to be late now."
Saying that, Peter Parker grabbed his breakfast and ran out, saying, "I'm leaving, Laura.
I'll leave this to you…"
Watching Peter Parker run out, Laura shrugged and then began to eat her breakfast.
Los Angeles.
"It was a Black man, a damn Black man who killed my husband!"
Facing the interrogation of the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigation, Colin Newman's wife cried as she recounted what happened last night.
Listening to her account, Anthony, who was in charge of the case, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a home invasion and shooting, not a murder, which was the best outcome.
After all, for the Deputy Director of the New York Federal Bureau of Investigation to be shot and killed in Los Angeles, this would be a huge problem for the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigation!
"Are you sure it was a Black man who killed Mr. Newman?"
"Yes, I would never be mistaken!"
Looking at Anthony in front of her, Colin's wife said sadly, "Although he was completely covered and wearing a hat and mask, I could tell from the exposed skin that he was a damn Black man!"
Facing Colin's wife's somewhat racially discriminatory remarks, Anthony pretended not to hear.
After finishing the statement, Anthony was about to send someone to escort her away when he saw Lynn Hallenter with Barbara, Sean, and Alice.
Sean and Alice had come to Los Angeles with Barbarausing her teleportation ability.
With the Deputy Director killed in Los Angeles, New Yorkcertainly couldn't remain indifferent!
"Hello, Mr. Hall, I'm Anthony Lewis."
As the Agent in charge of the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigation, Anthony naturally knew Lynn Hall, the rising star of the New York FBI.
"Hello, Supervisor Lewis, I have been ordered by Director Duke to assist you in investigating Mr. Newman's murder case."
"Understood."
Hearing Lynn say this, Anthony Lewis nodded.
"Supervisor Lewis, what is the current situation?"
Facing Lynn's inquiry, Anthony recounted the events to Lynn.
"So, this was an accident that occurred after a home invasion?"
Hearing Anthony's explanation, Lynn glanced at Colin's wife, then said, "Supervisor Lewis, do you mind if I ask Mrs. Newman a few questions?"
"Of course not."
This was standard procedure, and Anthony could not object.
What bothered him more now was that headquarters would send people over.
After hearing about the case this morning, the Directortold him that both headquarters and New York would definitely send people over.
So, he had to take this case very seriously and solve it as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigation would lose face!
Thinking of all this, Anthony Lewis felt a headache coming on.
Damn Colin Newman, couldn't he have just recovered in New York instead of coming to Los Angeles to cause trouble?
Half an hour later, in the Los Angeles Federal Bureau of Investigation conference room.
"I agree with Supervisor Bruce's opinion.
Although the deceased is our Deputy Director from New York, this is Los Angeles, after all, and Supervisor Lewis is more familiar with it."
"So, this case should be led by Supervisor Lewis, and Supervisor Bruce and I will assist!"
Regarding the leadership of this case, Supervisor Brucefrom headquarters pushed the responsibility to Anthony Lewis, and Lynn naturally went along with it.
He was the one who killed the person, so it was only natural to let the FBI in Los Angeles investigate.
Anyway, after they failed to find any clues, how to handle it was their business.
Hearing that the people from headquarters and New Yorkdirectly pushed the responsibility onto him, AnthonyDavis felt his head swell.
The surveillance footage from last night did indeed capture that damn Black man, but after expanding the search area, that damn Black man seemed to have vanished into thin air without a trace.
Where the hell was he supposed to start?
He couldn't possibly investigate every Black person in Los Angeles!
Ignoring Anthony Lewis, who wanted to say something, Lynn Hall and Supervisor Bruce walked out together.
Watching the two of them seriously discussing something, it seemed as if they were offering opinions on the case.
But in reality, these two were talking about other things.
Following behind the two, Sean pouted and exchanged glances with Alice.
It was obvious that their boss and Bruce from headquarters knew each other.
After such a major incident, these two were still "seriously" discussing what to eat for lunch.
Tsk… Thinking about how in the conference room just now, these two cooperated with each other, making it impossible for Supervisor Anthony Lewis to get a word in.
Sean shook his head.
Well, that guy was just a pure scapegoat!
However, with the Deputy Director dead, did their boss have a chance to become Deputy Director?