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Chapter 178 - Chapter 178: His Name Is... Venom

"Who are you?! This area is off-limits to regular employees!"

Carlton Drake's old face immediately fell, and he reached out and pressed the button on the desk.

Dante didn't pay attention to his small action. Seeing that the old white-bearded man inside had no intention of opening the door, he casually smashed the entire door to smithereens.

"Ah!"

This sudden scene scared Carlton so much that he let out a high-pitched scream.

Dante stepped over the scattered glass shards and approached the desk.

"Oh? You just pressed the silent alarm, didn't you?" Dante looked at Carlton curiously, while showing his badge. "You think I'm playing around with you?"

Carlton tremblingly took the badge, looked at it over and over several times, then raised his head in disbelief.

"Are you… really from the Federal Bureau of Investigation?"

"Do you think I need to lie to you?" Dante pouted. "Don't you know that twenty-six people died at your company?"

"Wh-what!?"

Carlton shivered at Dante's words, but his hand movements were not slow at all, and he immediately called the human resources department.

The human resources department's reply immediately made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, boss, LAPD just informed us of the deaths of these twenty-six researchers!"

Just then, the elevator chimed, and the security guards filed in, swinging their rubber batons and charging forward without a word.

"Don't…"

Carlton was dumbfounded. Were the security guards he hired so wild!?

They just charged at anyone they saw and swung their batons?

And if these people in front of him had no special identity, then it would be fine, it would just be a matter of paying some money.

But they were the Federal Bureau of Investigation!

Assaulting a police officer was a big deal. What was the difference between assaulting the Federal Bureau of Investigation and suicide!?

His head was buzzing!

However, what was swung high was the rubber baton, and what fell heavily was themselves.

"These few people… aren't even enough for a warm-up."

Mick Rory sat on a security guard, speaking indignantly.

"Mick, how many times have I told you, we are now FBI agents, not the two notorious bandits from Central City anymore," Captain Cold said, turning his head to Mick. "Remember, be restrained."

"You guys are really easy to tame. I still remember how you used to run errands for me," Constantine said, lighting a cigarette and watching from the side.

Dante turned around and glared at them, and the three immediately felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"When did those three become permanent employees?"

"About three months ago, Fury decided… of course, the future one," Sarah Lance replied.

"Then the future Nick Fury is a bit muddle-headed."

"That's not it, their performance is indeed good, at most they are a bit sharp-tongued."

"In any case, you must keep a close eye on them, especially Constantine, he's not an easy person to deal with."

Dante gave Sarah a few more instructions, then turned around and continued to speak to Carlton:

"Alright, now let's talk about what your company is researching."

"Research? Agent sir, are you referring to the new drug we developed? It's for treating high blood pressure…" Carlton kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "I wonder if there's any problem with this new drug?"

Dante reached out and pinched the loose facial skin of the old white man.

"Don't try to change the subject." Dante was too lazy to argue with this old man. "What I'm talking about, of course, is the Symbiote in the deepest part of your underground laboratory."

"Wh-what Symbiote…"

"Alright, you old man, the only thing that can get hard on your entire body is your mouth, right?"

Dante said nothing, directly grabbed the old man by the collar, and then took him into the elevator.

After everyone got into the elevator, Dante reached out and searched near the elevator buttons, and sure enough, he found a hidden button.

"Damn, it really is here," Dante said, eyes full of disdain. "Can't you people have some imagination? Are all of you learning from movies or something?"

After pressing it, an iris scanner appeared on the panel.

Carlton was pressed against the scanner, and after an "Identity verification successful" sound, the elevator automatically started operating.

The downward buttons only went down to the second basement level, but they eventually stopped at the fifth basement level.

"Three undisclosed floors, it seems you're hiding quite a lot from us besides the Symbiote," Dante said, looking at Carlton, who was already trembling like a leaf in his hand. "Now that we're here, I hope you can start crying and begging and tell us everything."

As soon as these words were spoken, the elevator opened with a ding.

Dante looked up, and sure enough, just by looking at the overall layout, it didn't look like a place for researching anything legitimate.

But…

It looked as if a hurricane had passed through here, and it was already mostly destroyed.

Dante frowned and put Carlton down.

Because he found that the old man's CPU had already burned out from this scene.

Clearly, he also didn't know what had happened here.

He silently activated his Green Lantern transformation, then used will green light to bind to Carlton, helping him quickly regain his sanity.

"Wh-what in the world happened?"

After Carlton sobered up, he immediately ran into the destroyed laboratory, his old face filled with despair, on the verge of tears.

"This was the hope for curing cancer! How could this happen!?"

"Alright old man, you're researching the Symbiote to cure cancer? Don't make me laugh," Dante said, very disdainful of Carlton.

Although he wasn't wrong, the Symbiote could indeed devour cancer cells in the host's body to achieve the effect of curing cancer.

Dante walked forward, and although it was destroyed, it was still possible to see that there had once been six huge culture dishes here…

Which meant…

There were six Symbiotes here!

And now they were all missing!

"You should confess everything now, Carlton," Dante said, pausing, then continuing. "Unless you want to commit suicide by being shot thirty times in the back."

Carlton's expression changed again and again, and he finally sighed helplessly, looking several years older.

"Alright, agent sir, I'll tell you everything."

"Initially, we indeed only obtained one Symbiote from a killer whale."

"We originally thought it was a creature driven by instinct, but later we discovered that it possessed intelligence."

"And he told us that his name was…"

"Venom."

(To be continued.)

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