Special Intelligence Bureau of the City of Chicago.

Claire sat haggard in her chair, and across from her, sat a middle-aged man in his mid-50s with piercing eyes.

This guy has excessively white skin, and thin lips are tightly pursed under the huge hooked nose.

"Ms. Claire, we have reason to suspect that the potion for the Berserk Behemoth incident in Chicago was produced by your company."

"This time the loss is very serious, you have to give everyone an explanation, I will ask you again now, what exactly is the X substance in the potion formula?"

The middle-aged man asked coldly.

Claire shook her head, "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm only in charge of the normal operation of the company, and I don't know what the specific experimental matters are being used by those crazy scientists." ”

Claire looked innocent.

"Bang!"

"You're still quibbling, do you think there is anyone else who can save you? Did you know that this incident not only attracted the attention of the White House, but even the eyes of the whole world were focused on it! ”

"When something so important happens, no one can clear your suspicions and crimes!"

The middle-aged man slapped the table hard, then stood up sharply and stared at Claire condescendingly.

"I'll give you one last chance, and trust me, you don't want our tricks to be used against you."

Claire's body shrunk, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth as if she was about to say something, but her mind suddenly recalled the image of the Blood Spider torturing Baker and the others.

"No, I don't know, I really don't know anything!"

Claire begged with tears in her eyes.

As if seeing something in Claire's eyes, the middle-aged man leaned closer and asked softly, "Is someone threatening you?" ”

"Rest assured, it's very safe here, the base is built underground, and there are 10 heavily armed guards around it, not even a single mosquito can be put in."

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, the expression on Claire's face became even more frightened, and she hesitated for a long time, she just wanted to speak, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"What's the matter, didn't you see that I'm busy?" The middle-aged man looked back and let out a low roar, as a specialized interrogator, he knew very well that the opportunity was fleeting.

Sometimes the slightest distraction can make the previous efforts in vain.

He turned his head and looked at Claire calmly.

"Don't worry, I'll listen."

"Knock knock!"

The knock on the door rang again.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man stood up sharply, strode to the door, and opened the door.

"What's going on? She's about to let go! ”

"Sir, an order from the Center for Outer Space Research says that this Claire may be involved in a secret experiment by the Space Agency, and we need to cooperate with the investigation and send her over."

"No way!" The middle-aged man sharply refused.

"Sir......

"This is the department led by that man!"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, remembering the identity of the legendary astronaut and the other party's appearance that had not aged for decades, and finally sighed.

"You personally sent her over, and brought her back after asking, remember, you must be with her an inch!"

"Understood?" The middle-aged man repeatedly admonished.

"Don't worry, sir."

The young officer who gave the order nodded.

Twenty minutes later, Claire, who was secretly escorted, left the base in a military vehicle.

"Where are we going?"

Claire looked around in horror, but it was pitch black outside the car window, and there was no obvious building signage.

"Don't worry, Ms. Claire, it's just a routine inquiry." The young officer sat across from Claire with a kind face.

The interior of the car is very large, surrounded by reinforced steel plates, and the driver in front of it is also separated by a floor of cabin.

Claire was slightly uneasy, she just wanted to ask something, but she saw the young man opposite's face change suddenly, and a trace of hideousness appeared on his mouth.

"Dear Claire, I hope you didn't say anything!"

In the blink of an eye, the body of the young man opposite was covered with a layer of symbiote, with dark red muscle textures, which looked evil and hideous in the light.

"Blood...... Blood Spider ...... Woman. ”

Claire's face was bloody.

"Ma'am, I didn't say anything, I really didn't say anything!!"

"Please believe me, you must believe me!"

The blood spider patted her on the shoulder.

"I know, and that's the only reason you can continue to talk to me......"

"Lady's ......"

"Shut up and listen to me!"

"How's the preparation of the space shuttle I told you to prepare?"

As soon as he got the coordinates of the meteorite, Nar's clone ordered the Blood Spider to inform Claire to prepare for the space shuttle.

Although it is easier to manipulate this matter in his capacity, there is no way to bypass NASA and the government.

"I've been preparing for this matter, it's almost over, the coordinates given are not too far from the earth, but our space technology is not mature, and the fuel we carry is limited, so I'm worried about ......"

"You don't have to worry about this!"

Hearing Claire's words, the Blood Spider was overjoyed, in fact she wished that Mawson would be lost in space forever and never come back.

If it weren't for the fear of retaliation, she would even want to secretly make some moves to make the shuttle explode during liftoff.

"Notify the space base to prepare for ignition, and let them send someone up!"

The Blood Spider commanded.

"Now?"

Claire looked confused.

"If you want to do it, you can do it!"

The Blood Spider snorted coldly.

At the same time, somewhere in a base 300 kilometers away from the city of Chicago, after receiving Claire's order, all the engineers were temporarily summoned inside the base for a final inspection.

And Mawson also got his wish and boarded the spacecraft.

"Ryoko Tamiya, check it out!"

"Yes, master!"

After a long time, Ryoko Tamiya's feedback came to my mind.

"There's nothing out of the ordeal, but the spacecraft has limited fuel to carry, so I'm afraid it won't be able to travel too far."

Mawson frowned, "What if you remove some of the cushioning equipment when you land?" ”

"That should add another set of fuel, and the voyage time will be greatly increased."

Immediately afterwards, Ryoko Tamiya designed a plan for Mawson, who handed it directly to Johnson, the chief engineer here.

"Where did you get this plan?"

Chief Engineer Johnson, a white old man with a huge rosacea nose, stood up in anger when he saw Mawson's plan.

"This is murder, there is no buffer, after the spacecraft enters the atmosphere, it will be planted directly on the surface of the sea!"

"It's not something you need to think about." Mawson waved his hand unconcernedly, "You just need to do it, I hope to see the results in the shortest possible time!" ”

"This is impossible, I have been engaged in aerospace work for more than 30 years, and I have never seen such a ridiculous plan!" Johnson said huffingly.

"Hmm...... All right. ”

Mawson nodded, just when Johnson thought he had convinced Mawson, but listened to him continue.

"You don't have to look at it again."

"You're fired."