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Chapter 188 One step ahead?
"Haven't seen you in a while, Eddie."

The proprietress of the bar put the beer glass filled with amber liquid on the bar counter and pushed it in front of Eddie.

Her name is Josie, she is a rather plump aunt, and the proprietress of Eddie Brock's favorite bar.For a while, he lost his job and ran away with his girlfriend, and his whole life became a mess. He spent more than half a month in this bar every day.

Eddie took the wine glass and smiled: "I've been a little busy recently.

"It's good to see you're busy again, I guess you've found something to do again." Josie wiped the glass.

"Yeah, it's back to the battlefield." Eddie took a big sip of beer and raised his glass, "Lucky me."

"Still journalism?"

"No, I changed to a better one this time."

Josie nodded knowingly: "I think so. You do look much better than before. Last time you came here, you looked like a lump of X."

Eddie's face twitched: "Thank you for your concern."

The proprietress put away the cup and walked away temporarily.Eddie sat alone at the bar and drank two or three glasses of wine dully until a woman sat down beside him.

"Hey handsome guy, alone?"

Eddie glanced sideways.He must say, that's one hot girl.She has long, delicate hair, covers one eye, and wears a thick lipstick. Her light green eyes seem to be able to emit electricity.

"Mind if I sit here?"

"Of course I don't mind." Eddie agreed.He thought no man could refuse such a woman's request.

"But I don't mind," Venom said gruffly in his head. "She makes me feel bad. Maybe we should go."

"Shut up, get down to business, don't bother." Eddie scolded.When the girl raised her eyebrows suspiciously, he hurriedly explained, "Oh, I'm not talking to you. I'm just uh, a little weird."

The woman smiled shallowly: "I understand. Because of my work, I have met various types of people, and people often have some unknown personal habits."

"your job is?"

"A psychiatrist." The woman replied bluntly, "I am a psychiatrist. According to my experience, I have found that some people who like to talk to themselves are often stressed out."

She blinked her light green eyes, which seemed to be watering.

"You mean me?" Eddie pointed at himself and waved his hand, "No, my situation may be a little bit different."

The woman smiled: "Everyone thinks so, they will feel that they are different, but in fact people are always more or less similar. At least from you, I can see that this is not your real side, or not The one side. I see that there's another you hidden under this gentle exterior, a you that longs to be set free, to be free, right?"

Eddie froze for a moment, and a darkness flashed unconsciously in his eyes.

"Are you sure you're really just a psychiatrist?" He began to doubt.

"Are you really sure you're content with where you are now? Do you think this is your job? To maintain world peace? Have you ever thought, maybe." She shifted her body, like a limp snake wrapped around its prey Posted on Eddie, "...Maybe you belong elsewhere, you are destined to have other missions."

Eddie looked a little confused, like he was on the mend, but he hadn't had much to drink yet.He shook his head dizzily and closed his eyes.When he opened it again, his eyes had completely turned into a deep darkness.

"What you said makes a lot of sense." Eddie's voice changed and became heavy and rough when he spoke, "Maybe we should reconsider the issue of where we belong. Eddie is not here for the time being, now, maybe we should face each other directly talked about it."

The woman smiled brightly, and she put her hand on Eddie's face like a docile pet.

"I'm pretty sure we can talk," she said with a laugh.

***
"Wanda's guess is correct."

In the meeting room of Tianjian Core Base, all the team members who stayed at the base gathered.Michael stands in front of the 3D projection screen, and the screen shows the image of the revenge column brought back by Wanda and Daisy from the mission.

"I did a detailed analysis with the images and data you brought back, and found that the bodies of the fake Avengers are completely constructed of a coherent light source. In short, they are holographic images."

After a pause, he glanced at Wanda: "The perception is very keen, and you did a good job."

The little witch lowered her head unnaturally, but couldn't help smiling.

"But it doesn't make sense." Daisy asked, "If it's a holographic image, they shouldn't be able to hit us, right? I'm pretty sure these guys can be touched, we were entangled for a while before .”

"Because someone put a spell on it?" Wanda asked.

Michael shook his head: "At least as far as I know, there is no spell that can achieve such a function. These are puppets made of hard medium light, using an extremely advanced optical technology, but this technology should only stay in the past few decades. At the conceptual stage. But if there's only one person in the world who's accomplished enough in this field to perfect this technology, it should be this one."

He made a gesture, floating everything on the screen, and released the image of a middle-aged researcher.

"Arthur Parkes, an expert in the field of laser research and design, until he implanted himself with tiny laser diodes, gaining the ability to transform his body into the form of light particles. Codenamed 'Laser Man'."

Everything changed on the screen again, and the image of the laser man was changed.

"So," Daisy bit her lower lip, "is this the person behind the scenes?"

"No, this only shows that Parks is a participant in the plan, but he is not yet a person with enough brains and courage to take the position of 'behind the scenes'."

As Michael said, he stretched out his hand and manipulated the floating screen a few times. This time, the screen cut out was the isolated island prison a few days ago.

"Maybe you already know about the accident that happened in the island prison a few days ago. The abomination escaped from the prison, but I don't think he did it by himself. So I checked all the monitoring information of the area where the abomination was located that night .

On the surface, all the video information until the abomination broke free from the cage by itself seemed to be clueless, until I used a magic scanning device to filter the images in his prison, and then this appeared. "

The video rewinds from the scene where the abomination breaks free and blasts out of the cell, all the way back to the last moment when he was put in the shackles, and the picture freezes.A vague shadow appeared on the white wall in front of him, and after image enhancement processing, it could barely be seen that it was a person wearing a purple mask.

Gwen squinted her eyes for a while, then asked suspiciously, "Who is this?"

"Baron Zemo, a man who I thought had disappeared in the long river of history." Michael said dryly, "This incident is not a coincidence. If my prediction is not bad, Zemo is already preparing to declare war on us .And as far as I know, he has gathered around him warriors and witches from Asgard, a monster comparable to Hulk, and an expert in laser science with the body of light particles. There is no doubt that he is in the Gather your strength."

"To deal with us." Pietro repeated.He looked up at Michael, "We're not going to just wait for them to do it again, are we?"

"Of course." Michael said indifferently, "Zemo's gathered power may be strong enough, but he is still lacking in intelligence. He doesn't know his opponent well enough, and he doesn't know what he provoked."

(End of this chapter)