Chapter 43: Investigation

On the way, Felicia and Maverick chatted happily, quickly putting aside the unpleasantness of today's events.

After bidding farewell to Felicia and expressing his gratitude, Maverick watched her car leave the street before returning home and lying down on the sofa to stretch.

What was supposed to be a good weekend turned into such an event; it was bound to put a damper on anyone's mood.

After resting for a while, Maverick picked up the phone and ordered takeout: pizza, fries, hot dogs, and lots of snacks, all to replenish his and Venom's energy.

He hadn't eaten much when he went out, after all, no one expected an attack, and then he was delayed for so long before returning home.

Although the food from takeout was definitely not as appetizing as homemade, it was quick and provided enough calories.

When the takeout arrived, Maverick and Venom quickly devoured all the food; they were both quite hungry today.

After eating his fill, Maverick lay on the sofa, contentedly emptying his mind, while also exercising his mind indirectly.

Venom lay beside him, munching on chocolate bars and happily guzzling cola.

"Buuurp~!" A satisfied and lengthy belch came from Venom's monstrous mouth. It patted its non-existent belly contentedly, then grinned and leisurely picked at the chocolate stuck in its teeth.

"Ah~ Chocolate and cola really bring joy~ It's just that these days, there aren't as many heads to munch on," Venom lamented with its bleak white eyes.

Maverick, rubbing his stomach, responded, "You won't find heads to munch on every day. You have to get used to this kind of life. Besides, chocolate is just as delicious as heads, with various flavors for you to choose from."

Venom shook its head and sighed, "You don't understand. It's the primal instinct of a symbiote, just like the instincts of humans."

"When humans are hungry, they want to eat; when they're thirsty, they want water; when they want to reproduce, they mate. These are instincts."

"Finding a suitable host is instinctual for a symbiote, just as seeking phenethylamine is. It's all the same."

After listening to Venom's explanation, Maverick countered, "But chocolate also contains phenethylamine, doesn't it? It's just a different way of consuming energy, like how humans went from eating raw meat to cooking food."

Venom grimaced, wanting to argue but realizing that what Maverick said made some sense. So, it grumbled with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Hmph, you're just good with words. Fine, I just wanted to stretch my muscles and have some snacks."

Speaking of stretching his muscles, Maverick couldn't help but think of today's battle. New York City was indeed restless. He was just going to attend an exhibition, yet he encountered a criminal incident. And the perpetrators of the crime were such strange individual.

It seemed that even if he didn't actively seek trouble, the day wouldn't be peaceful. His thoughts wandering, he suddenly understood why Spider-Man, Peter Parker, was always so busy, spending his days squatting on rooftops eating hot dogs or pizza.

After all, in this extraordinary world and unstable New York, criminals like the Goblin were truly troublesome. And Spider-Man was just one person. But New York City was so vast, and he didn't resort to lethal force; he just subdued the criminals and handed them over to the police.

In such a unique world, these extraordinary criminals would always find a way to escape, or someone would try to use them. This led to more and more enemies, and they could never be completely eradicated.

Thinking of this, Maverick felt a sense of regret. He almost took down the criminal today, but unfortunately, he couldn't fulfill his wish.

That guy was cunning too, using so many bombs in the end to force Maverick to make a choice, leaving him to watch as the other escaped.

If that guy hadn't brought so many bombs today, or hadn't made that decisive move, Maverick would surely have stayed in that exhibition hall, ending his criminal career.

Maverick wouldn't show mercy to these criminals. After all, the cries and wails of the innocent people suddenly killed by being smashed, as well as those with severed limbs, still lingered in his mind, never dissipating.

If those murderers are not dealt with, how can the souls of the victims be comforted? How can the relatives and partners of the victims find solace in their hearts?

Just like Harvey Hammond and Jon Hammond, if they hadn't died, Maverick would never have peace in his life.

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"Jon Hammond's Blood Skull Gang."

In the office of a tall building in downtown New York City, a huge figure sat in his specially made boss chair, muttering these words incessantly.

At the same time, he was listening to a report from a man sitting in a hovering wheelchair next to him.

The man in the hovering wheelchair turned to the huge figure beside him and said in a deep voice, "The investigation into Jon Hammond's death has been going on for some time, but we still don't know what caused his death."

"Now it seems that the most direct beneficiary of this incident is the Silvermane and co. But according to the reports from our insiders, they didn't take any action against the Blood Skull Gang during that time."

"On the contrary, they were also very surprised by his sudden death and even suspected it was our trap. Therefore, they spent some time investigating. Only after confirming Jon Hammond's death did they start encroaching on our market."

"If it was really them, they didn't need to do it this way. There was no need for an investigation. You see, if they had acted immediately, they would have gained much more benefit than they do now."

Listening to the man's report, the massive figure sitting in the custom wheelchair turned to him with an unpleasant look and said, "Alistair, is this the answer they gave me?"

"The enemy has broken our arm, but we still don't know who they are. Do you want Silvermane and the others to laugh at my face?"

Facing this stern questioning, Alistair, sitting in the hovering wheelchair, also spoke softly, "Sorry, Kingpin, I've been studying new robots to deal with Spider-Man during this time. I don't know much about this matter either."

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