studiobondurri Chapter 311 Congratulations, You’ve Become the Spare Host
Chapter 311 Congratulations, You’ve Become the Spare Host
Natasha and Lorna ascended to the fifth floor, stepping onto the scorched corridor. Although the fire had been extinguished by the firefighters, a faint burnt smell still lingered in the air.
Some police officers were still going in and out of rooms affected by the explosion, taking various photographs for evidence and collecting materials for sampling and analysis.
Upon seeing Natasha and Lorna, the local police leader, Officer Allen, a tall and burly African-American officer, took the initiative to approach them. With a smile on his dark, square face, he greeted, "I'm Officer Allen, in charge here. You must be Deputy Director Natasha and Secretary Lorna?"
"Deputy Director of SHIELD," Natasha nodded, taking out her identification, which bore the SHIELD-specific anti-counterfeiting mark.
"Supernatural Incident Bureau, Advanced Secretary," Lorna sneered, her hands in the pockets of her trousers, showing no intention of producing identification.
Officer Allen paid little attention to this. Even though Lorna was just a secretary, the weight behind her alone could rival several SHIELD agents.
"Let's go over some details," Natasha retrieved her identification and went straight to the point.
Officer Allen gestured around, briefly explaining, "We have collected a large amount of evidence. Based on the overall analysis of the fifth-floor tenants of this apartment building, about half an hour ago, around 23:00 New York time, there was a battle between two humanoid monsters in Room 508. The fight later extended to the opposite Room 509, and the gas explosion that followed originated from Room 509. It is currently preliminarily judged as intentional."
"Who are the tenants of these two rooms?" Lorna asked assertively.
Officer Allen took out a handheld device, flipping through the personal data that had already been queried by headquarters. He said, "The tenant of Room 508 is Owen Weir. He's 36, English, used to work at a barbecue joint in Boston, now unemployed, arrived in New York downtown the day before yesterday, and rented this room for a month."
He paused, then continued, "In the 509 room where the gas explosion occurred, we found Owen Weir's body. He died quite tragically, and his body has been basically reduced to charred bones."
"And the tenant of Room 509?" Natasha got to the point.
"That's the strange part." Officer Allen shrugged, speaking seriously, "The tenant's name is Eddie, 24 years old, a recent graduate from the University of California, officially hired by a famous New York news agency not long ago. He arrived in New York the day before yesterday, reported to the company yesterday, and returned to the rental room after working until 20:00 tonight."
"What's strange is that he didn't die at the explosion site, right?" Lorna remarked.
Officer Allen nodded, saying solemnly, "There's no trace of Eddie's body remains at the scene. Furthermore, Eddie hasn't left this building. He mysteriously disappeared during the explosion with those two monsters. We've issued a
"At least you have some potential. You can become my new host. Please, pull yourself together," Venom consoled Eddie, proudly saying, "You saw my strength. You saw what I am capable of. With us combined, you'll be an unstoppable force. Are you really afraid of cops?"
"Host? Please spare me." Eddie became even more desperate.
"Sorry." Venom grinned and confidently declared, "You are now the spare host. Until I find a suitable host, I'll be residing in your body!"
(End of this chapter)
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