"Lucifer, how exactly did you get to know such… a group of FBI agents?" Chloe deliberated for a long time before finally choosing an appropriate quantifier. "And they actually weren't interested in your special ability to tempt others into revealing their heart's desires?"
Chloe was still worried about Lucifer, after all, she had heard plenty of rumors about the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Like hiding and killing aliens.
Like capturing metahumans for research.
In any case, amidst various conspiracy theories and online rumors, the FBI's image was not very positive.
The FBI was too mysterious. Even she, an insider, knew very little, let alone the clueless citizens.
After all, they would even agree with the Flat Earth theory.
However, judging from the attitude of those FBI agents just now, it seemed they had a good relationship with Lucifer.
"If you're talking about friends, most of them aren't," Lucifer shrugged, a cynical smile still on his face. "But that agent named Dante is indeed my friend. He's a very interesting man."
"You just find him interesting, right? You're not thinking of anything else, are you?" Chloe hadn't forgotten that the guy in front of her had no bottom line when it came to seeking pleasure. Being bisexual was normal for him. "Be careful not to get caught by the FBI."
"For Dante, I… probably haven't?"
"So you did consider it!"
While Chloe and Lucifer were talking, Dante and the Legends also walked out of LUX.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Chloe. Let's go now," Dante nodded to the two.
Then… he started hailing a taxi.
If they didn't take a taxi, were they supposed to open a portal or fly a timeship in front of so many ordinary people in broad daylight?
After hailing a few taxis, the unified instruction was, "Follow the police car in front!"
Their serious expressions made the taxi drivers think they had stumbled into a scene from a police movie, and they were all incredibly excited.
And the price of their excitement was accidentally driving past the boundary.
Then everyone walked back one block before they saw the cordon from a distance.
"Please stay away from the cordon, thank you for your cooperation."
"It's none of your business about the FBI agent."
Dante pressed his FBI ID in front of the overweight cop, then casually lifted the cordon and led the Legends inside.
This was the wealthy area of Los Angeles. Although something major seemed to have happened, few people stopped to watch.
After all, for sophisticated egoists, whether others lived in Hell was irrelevant.
But this also saved the effort of evacuating the crowd, which was good.
Enclosed by the cordon was a two-story detached villa, which could be considered a large mansion even in the so-called "land of gold" Los Angeles.
Walking past the garden and swimming pool, they immediately saw many police officers leaning on the flower beds…
Vomiting.
That scene was spectacular.
They were lined up neatly, and the sounds of vomiting rose and fell.
"Ugh, these useless men," Sarah Lance said with a hint of disdain. "What exactly did they see to react so violently?"
After speaking, she pushed open the door of the villa.
Immediately, a fishy stench of congealed blood rushed out.
Even Dante, after walking into the villa and seeing the scene inside, couldn't help but pause.
Had he run into Slaanesh's territory?
The luxurious and expensive carpet was covered in clumps of congealed blood.
Dismembered limbs hung from every valuable piece of furniture in the villa.
And this amount of blood and flesh…
At least a dozen people!
"Ugh!"
The first to rush out and vomit was Jefferson.
Although he was the other half of Firestorm, he was still a young man of college age. Besides repairing cars and timeships, he had never seen such a cruel and bloody scene.
Where there was one, there was a second.
Soon, in the entire team, besides Dante, only Sarah and Captain Carter had not run out to vomit.
However, Sarah was clearly holding back, while Captain Carter genuinely didn't care much.
This was the composure of a hundred-year-old.
"Sarah, your complexion… why is it yellow?"
"Wax applied for cold protection."
"Why is it red again?"
"Radiant!"
"As someone from the League of Assassins, you have no resistance to bloody scenes?" Captain Carter looked at Sarah Lance with some curiosity. "Clearly, it's all killing…"
"The League of Assassins always aims for a single, fatal blow, never torturing."
Dante could understand.
A corpse with a bloodstain on its throat and a dismembered corpse were indeed not on the same level in terms of visual impact.
He actually felt nauseous after seeing this scene, but Dante was the culmination of Batman and Hal Jordan's willpower, so he didn't show it on the surface.
Meanwhile, Chloe and Lucifer, who were currently surveying the scene, looked as usual.
Lucifer was understandable. As the Lord of Hell, what kind of evil had he not seen?
But Chloe was completely unaffected!?
She was truly a born criminal investigation saint.
"Chloe, you were born for this line of work. Listen to me, whether you can join the FBI or not, can you pursue a career in law enforcement for the rest of your life?" Dante walked to Chloe's side and continued, "With your psychological fortitude, if you don't become a detective and instead do something illegal, it would truly be difficult to deal with you!"
"Can I take that as a compliment?"
"That's absolutely a compliment."
Without further ado, the three who hadn't gone out to vomit began to assist in surveying the scene.
Of course, when they said assist, it was mainly Dante quietly asking Sarah.
"Is this case related to temporal fluctuations?"
"That's right…"
Sarah Lance turned her head and vigilantly glanced at Chloe, who was diligently sifting through clues, but found that the moment she looked over, Lucifer raised his head and smiled at her.
After an inexplicable shiver, she continued speaking to Dante.
"The one who did this is a time-traveling stowaway."
"Time-traveling stowaway?" Dante frowned. "From the future?"
"That's right," Sarah Lance nodded. "Time travel is basically only possible with future technology, and this person's origin time is still unclear. We only know that he has a strange thing called a 'Symbiote' on him."
"You mean a Symbiote!?" Dante immediately frowned. "What color is it? Black? Or red?"
"Red."
Sarah Lance took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"Actually, we fought him in 2099. He calls himself…"
"Carnage."
(To be continued.)
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