Caesar looked at the sealed burnt scene before him, gently patting Eddie's head. With a leap, he descended, but before his feet touched the charred ground, he stopped in mid-air under the control of some mysterious force.
"Master, what are you doing?" Eddie asked, wide-eyed with confusion. But after Caesar waved his hand, Eddie could only stand still and watch.
Caesar floated about ten centimeters above the ground as if stepping on an invisible floor of air, taking small steps to the center of the burnt scene.
As dusk gradually faded away, the sky overhead turned navy blue, and the night silently enveloped the city. The street lamps on both sides of the street lit up with a faint, dim beam, illuminating the alley and walls full of burn marks at the scene.
As if narrating as a commentator, Eddie spoke softly, "This is the first crime scene. Just three days ago, two Stark Industries research employees were attacked on their way home. When they passed through here, they were assaulted by unidentified individuals. At that time, the only public surveillance camera in this area was broken. Ten minutes later, someone reported the incident to the police. But when the police arrived at the scene, the area within ten meters was all charred, as if engulfed in flames. It was temporarily judged to be caused by an explosive item with high incendiary effects, making it impossible to find any evidence or clues."
"You said two employees were attacked, but why are there only three human figures here?" Caesar pointed his little finger at the charred wall, where there were faint outlines of three people, serving as evidence of their presence.
"Rumors say that the third shadow belongs to an evil spirit or ghost," Eddie shrugged casually.
"I've seen both evil spirits and ghosts, but none of them look like this," Caesar said with a hint of coldness in his childish face, revealing a maturity and steadiness beyond his age. He looked down, and the scene below reflected in his bright, patterned pupils.
Observing everything subtly and subjectively, in fact, not only could he predict the immediate future—
Residual items at the scene, burn marks, microparticles in the air...
After converting all the observed messages into data, Caesar's brain, fueled by a constant supply of internal energy, turned into a supercomputer, deducing past events using various equations and thought concepts.
Soon, those scenes from the past, as if time were flowing backward, appeared before Caesar's eyes one by one.
"As expected."
After a while, Caesar nodded thoughtfully, a strange smile appearing at the corner of his small mouth.
"Master, what have you found?" Eddie asked, puzzled. He couldn't see through anything, and even Venom inside him was helpless.
Caesar snorted lightly, confidently saying, "I am almost there. But to determine the direction the attackers fled, the potential information given by this location is not enough."
"Why?"
"Because the attacker self-destructed, erasing themselves along with the two employees from this world."
Caesar's words made Eddie shiver all over, bringing up new doubts, "But no traces of explosives were found at the scene."
"Are you really dumb, or are you just fixating on one idea? Who says self-destruction requires explosives— what if the attacker's body was the source of the explosion?"
With a hint of impatience, Caesar finished speaking, no longer intending to linger here. He walked directly towards the direction of the motorbike.
Seeing this, Eddie quickly followed, unable to keep up with the pace, continuing to ask in confusion, "Master, where are we going now?"
Caesar's face remained calm and unquestionable as he said, "There are still other locations where attacks occurred, aren't there? Let's investigate them one by one."
In the following time, Eddie led Caesar, riding on the motorbike, traversing various streets, and investigating the first to third locations of the attacks. The scenes were all clean and tidy, with no clues to be found in the charred remains.
Caesar's eyes, however, grew brighter and brighter until they arrived at the fourth location, the site of the most recent employee attack that occurred yesterday.
"I've got you now."
Caesar muttered to himself, picking up a mostly melted piece of metal from a corner not far from the scorched earth.
If the terrorist organization targeting Stark Industries sent disposable suicide attackers for each attack quest, finding clues would be extremely difficult. But obviously, after several flawless successes, they grew bolder. The fourth attacker, who carried out the assault quest, wasn't a disposable suicide attacker. This time, the "self-destructer" killed the mission target and escaped from the scene.
Caesar stared earnestly at the small piece of iron in his hand. He didn't need any detection tools; his eyes were far more inscrutable than any scientific laser scan. At this moment, it was as if he could see invisible threads leading along elusive traces into the distance.
"Eddie, keep up!"
This time, Caesar didn't sit back on Eddie's shoulder either. His floating small body trembled slightly, and then, as if carrying a rocket launcher on his back, he suddenly accelerated and shot out like a rocket. Ascending more than ten meters high, he quickly gained speed, flying into the night sky at supersonic speed.
Eddie was dumbfounded, looking at the motorcycle parked nearby and then at Caesar, who was about to disappear into the distance. He began to run and chase after the airborne figure, muttering to himself, "Venom, please help!"
"Got it."
With a cold snort from Venom, as soon as Eddie took a step forward, his foot was enveloped in a layer of black horned skin, forming muscles and an outer shell with a visually impactful effect.
He squatted down and then, with a powerful leap full of impact, his feet pushed off the ground. The cement floor cracked with a dull sound, and waves of white dust spread out in a ripple pattern.
Eddie's two-meter-tall black armored body shot out like a missile, flexibly using the buildings as stepping stones, fiercely chasing after Caesar flying at supersonic speed in the high sky.
Ten minutes later.
Queens, In a Bar.
The explosive sound system in the inner dance hall shook eardrums. Under the colorful neon lights, a group of elegantly dressed beautiful women and bare-chested handsome men danced wildly, while sexy female waitresses shuttled back and forth carrying drinks.
A black-haired youth pushed open the door, letting the waves of music wash over him, and sighed to the boy sitting on his shoulder, "Master, can you slow down next time? Can't we rush without all this?"
Isn't this Eddie and Caesar? In a short period of time, they crossed over a dozen kilometers and arrived in another jurisdiction of New York.
"No time for nonsense, he's in there," Caesar said coldly, staring at the crowd in the bar's dance hall.
"The perpetrator of the fourth attack on Stark employees."
Eddie whispered solemnly, raising his spirits. With both hands, he began to push through the crowd, making his way deeper into the crowded inner area of the dance hall.
The surrounding customers, seeing Eddie and Caesar together, occasionally cast strange glances. It was normal for men to bring their girlfriends to such occasions, and sometimes even pets, but bringing a child was unheard of!
(End of chapter)
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