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After some thought, Gwen finally decided to tell Sheriff Frank Castle everything that had happened that night.
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, blaming herself. "It's all my fault for believing his nonsense back then, which led to this terrible situation, so I must stop him myself."
"So the person who destroyed the Stark Industries convoy earlier was Vulture Adrian Toomes? It's just…"
Sheriff Frank Castle looked at the stubborn and determined girl in front of him, and a hint of helplessness and relief flashed in his eyes.
He silently said to his old friend in heaven, "Old Joe, do you see? Your daughter has now grown into a qualified superhero!"
"Alright then, since you insist, I can tell you some things…"
Sheriff Frank Castle sighed slightly, then nodded and said, "Actually, as of now, the clues we have in the police's hands are very limited."
"Because when we arrived at Ravencroft Prison last night, those more than five thousand prisoners had already disappeared without a trace."
"And the surveillance system in the prison was deliberately and destructively damaged, so we have no way of knowing what exactly happened inside…"
"And Adrian Toomes is currently the only 'living' insider, but…"
At this point, Sheriff Frank Castle paused slightly, as if considering whether to truthfully tell the girl in front of him the next piece of information.
After much hesitation, he finally spoke the truth, "At that time, Adrian Toomes was wearing a black Symbiote Suit, and after being discovered by us, he hastily flew away from the prison, and has been missing ever since!"
The Symbiote Suit that Sheriff Frank Castle referred to actually originated from John Jameson, the editor-in-chief of The Daily Bugle.
He used that term to describe the A02 Symbiote on King Kong.
Later, over time, even the authorities began to adopt the'strange' term Symbiote Suit, because compared to the Alien Symbiote, which is more 'aggressive and threatening', the term Symbiote Suit, with its obviously milder connotation, can effectively reduce the public's fear of Symbiote.
"Symbiote Suit?!"
Gwen's pretty face under her mask instantly showed an expression of disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.
Somehow, when she heard this news, the first image that popped into her mind was that of her archenemy, Eddie Brock.
Could this matter be related to him?
So Gwen quickly asked, "How could he have a Symbiote Suit…? He was clearly wearing an Exoskeleton Mechanical Wings that night, wasn't he?"
Her eyes were fixed on Sheriff Frank Castle, as if trying to find the answer on his face.
Obviously, Sheriff Frank Castle couldn't answer her question, and could only shrug helplessly, a wry smile on his face, shaking his head and saying:
"I don't know about that… However, we also found a huge, bizarre symbol drawn in blood deep within the prison, and a sentence!"
"What symbol?" Gwen asked curiously.
"It's a red rune that looks like a spiral…" Sheriff Frank Castle roughly drew the outline of the rune in front of Gwen with his hand.
Gwen secretly memorized the shape in her mind, then continued to ask, "What about the remaining sentence?"
"The Gods Are Coming!!!"
Sheriff Frank Castle's expression was somewhat complex, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "Although we haven't analyzed what this sentence means yet, it must be closely related to this incident, right?"
Then, before turning to leave, he couldn't help but remind again, "Spider-Woman, you must also be careful when you act."
"Adrian Toomes is very dangerous now, and also very cunning. If you find any new clues, you must notify the police immediately. Never act rashly on your own!"
His tone was very sincere, just like an elder instructing his junior.
And that was indeed the case.
Although Gwen was destined not to do as he said, she still politely nodded in response, "Thank you for the reminder, I will remember."
Then she raised her hand and shot a web upwards, which instantly adhered to the tall building like a silver rope.
Gwen leaped high, and in a few bounds, disappeared into the "steel jungle" of towering buildings.
"You must protect yourself… Gwen!"
Sheriff Frank Castle looked in the direction Gwen disappeared, shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of worry, and then returned to his office the way he came.
He had just sat down, his butt not even warm yet, when a civilian staff member came to him with an anxious face and reported:
"Sheriff Frank, we received a text message from Agent Misty Knight earlier. She said that she found the same red spiral rune in Paterson City as the one in Ravencroft Prison, and that sentence…"
"What?!"
Sheriff Frank Castle's face showed a hint of surprise. He suddenly stood up and asked somewhat puzzled:
"Wasn't Misty going to Paterson City to investigate a murder case? How did it get involved with the rune in Ravencroft Prison?"
Misty Knight was a capable subordinate of Sheriff Frank Castle, sent to the neighboring city two days ago to investigate a heinous murder case that might involve multiple people.
But who would have thought that she would unexpectedly intersect with the mysterious symbol in Ravencroft Prison?
However, before Sheriff Frank Castle could ask for specific details, the civilian staff member in front of him shook his head and continued to say:
"I don't know about that… However, when we subsequently called her, there was no answer!"
The civilian staff member's face showed a hint of unease.
"Oh no."
Sheriff Frank Castle's heart tightened, and a bad premonition immediately surged into his mind.
His face became solemn as he walked out, saying, "Misty might be in danger. Immediately locate her last known position via her phone signal… I'm going to go support her right now."
"Yes, Officer!"
The civilian staff member quickly responded, turning to rush and carry out the order.
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S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
In Nick Fury's office, The Daily Bugle's report on Ravencroft Prison was playing on a loop on the large screen.
Nick Fury sat behind his large desk, his brows furrowed, but he wasn't concerned about the whereabouts or fate of the more than five thousand missing prisoners.
What he cared more about was where Vulture Adrian Toomes got the Symbiote on him.
"So, you choose to believe what Eddie Brock just said…"
Nick Fury looked expressionlessly at Black Widow, who was sitting across from his desk, his eyes sharp, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure and doubt as he asked:
"Are you so sure that the Symbiote on Adrian Toomes has nothing to do with Eddie Brock?"
"That's right." Black Widow nodded with a complex expression.
As Nick Fury's confidante, Black Widow naturally knew what her suspicious boss was thinking at this moment, and what he wanted to hear her say.
But she still said truthfully with a serious expression, "Officer, through close monitoring for a period of time, I haven't found any abnormalities on Eddie Brock."
"Although I also think this kid has been a bit strange since he came back, as of now, the possibility of him being connected to the Ravencroft Prison incident and the Symbiote on Adrian Toomes is very small…"
"Perhaps that Symbiote is a Child Symbiote that accidentally split off from a Symbiote that escaped when the Life Foundation's laboratory was destroyed earlier."
"After all, wasn't the Anti-Venom on Eddie Brock earlier split off from the Venom Symbiote in that man's hands at that time?"
Seeing Nick Fury's face getting worse and worse, Black Widow quickly added, "Also, I conducted a full examination of Eddie Brock this morning and confirmed that there is no Symbiote on him."
"Hmm?" Nick Fury's face showed a hint of surprise, and he murmured, "Could it be that I've been overthinking?"
His fingers tapped lightly on the desktop, making a rhythmic sound.
After frowning and pondering for a moment, Nick Fury decided not to dwell too much on this question for which he temporarily had no answer, so he immediately changed the subject, "Oh, by the way, how are the clues about Adrian Toomes coming along?"
Black Widow's eye twitched involuntarily, and she silently complained in her heart, "No, do you have to chase so hard, Officer?"
"Look at me, from when I received the notification last night until this morning, have I had even a second of free time?"
"Answer me!!!"
"Please, Officer, can you stop using me like an animal?"
"Has everyone in our S.H.I.E.L.D. died? Are there no other Agents?"
"Why do others just sit in the office all day, enjoying the air conditioning and drinking coffee, while still getting paid and taking holidays!"
"And I have to carry out all sorts of arduous tasks day and night… and always get scolded by you?"
"Officer, I'd say you're being a bit too much of a bully!"
However, complaints aside, Black Widow was quite dedicated to her work, so she responded with a hint of fatigue in her voice:
"Officer, I have currently located the whereabouts of Phineas Mason, the engineer nicknamed 'Tinkerer', who is Adrian Toomes' closest subordinate and has never been captured by the police."
"I plan to go to his hiding place later… I'm sure once I find him, I'll be able to get more useful information about Adrian Toomes!"
"Good." Nick Fury was very satisfied with this, and waved his hand at Black Widow across from him, "Go, report any situation to me in time."
"Yes, Officer." Black Widow got up and left the office as if fleeing.
Looking at Black Widow's retreating back as she left the office, Nick Fury's brows furrowed again.
He leaned back in his chair, his eyes revealing deep suspicion.
His suspicion about Eddie Brock not only hadn't lessened, but had grown stronger.
Because for him, no abnormality was precisely the biggest abnormality!
Nick Fury even had a premonition that the Symbiote on Adrian Toomes must be inextricably linked to Eddie Brock.
There must be some great unknown secret hidden within him!
However, he currently had no evidence or clues that could point to Eddie Brock, so naturally, it was not good to make things difficult for him.
And the key to solving this mystery was, of course, to find Adrian Toomes!
So, Nick Fury thought for a moment, picked up the internal phone, preparing to notify his deputy, Maria Hill, but then, thinking of something, he stopped his action.
His eyes flickered, as if he was weighing something.
Then he put down the phone, opened the special safe hidden in the secret compartment under his desk, took out the blue one from the two old-fashioned phones, one red and one blue, placed inside, and dialed the only number in the contact list.
"Beep… beep…"
The phone rang twice and was answered. Nick Fury, in an unquestionable tone, directly ordered:
"Talos, immediately send your people to closely monitor Adrian Toomes' family… No, just replace his daughter, and switch her back after the mission is completed!"
"We must find him before the police and figure out the origin of the Symbiote on him."
The person on the other end of the phone showed no doubt or questioning, and immediately a serious response came, "Okay, Director Sir, I will arrange it immediately."
The voice was concise and clear, with a military-like crispness.
After hanging up the phone, Nick Fury first locked the blue phone back into the safe, then picked up the internal phone on his desk again and called the newly established Symbiote Biota Research Laboratory.
"How are the Symbiote fission experiments going?"
Facing Nick Fury's inquiry, the project leader on the other end of the phone replied nervously, "Director, we might have encountered a bit of trouble here?"
The leader's voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of being reprimanded by his superior.
"Hmm? What trouble?"
Nick Fury frowned, asking coldly.
"Uh, that…"
The project leader said with a helpless and frustrated expression, "The 12 Alien Symbiotes brought back this time all seem to lack the ability to split into Child Symbiotes."
"All the self-fission experiments we've conducted during this period have ended in failure… We are at a loss as to what to do."