Chapter 1214: Did Professor Curt Connors run away? (First update, please subscribe!)

Hearing Felicia Hardy's question, Su Quan smiled and asked Martina Bancroft, "Where to?"

"Uh—if it's not too much trouble, please take me home," Martina Bancroft said, feeling a bit unnatural.

Why unnatural?

Because in this situation, this question and answer carried more or less of an implication, making it easy for people to misunderstand.

Just think: a young, handsome, and powerful man takes you to dinner at a high-end restaurant, gives you an opportunity that is practically a leap to the top, and clearly expresses that he has designs on you.

After you finish dinner, come out of the restaurant, and get in the car, he asks you where you are going—

You would have to be incredibly straightforward and dull-witted to think he is really just asking where you are going!

Martina Bancroft was just about to give her home address when she noticed the young, beautiful female driver had already started the car naturally.

"You—you know where I live?" Martina Bancroft asked, puzzled.

Felicia Hardy said, eyes fixed straight ahead, "Of course."

"Why?"

"You are a guest entertained by Mr. Su, and I am Mr. Su's assistant. As an assistant, I naturally must understand the basic information of our guests. Otherwise, if Mr. Su asks and I know nothing, I might lose this job."

It sounded reasonable, and there didn't seem to be any problem, but Martina Bancroft still felt something was strange.

Although a home address counts as basic information, I didn't provide it voluntarily, and you aren't an official agency. Isn't investigating my information without notifying me an infringement on my personal privacy?

Martina Bancroft grumbled to herself a few times, but didn't take it to heart.

After all, before Su Quan invited her, he would certainly have investigated her. It was just like a background check before joining a big company or working for a big shot; it was perfectly normal!

Not long after, the car stopped in front of an apartment building.

"I'm here."

"Hmm."

"You—"

Just as Su Quan thought the atmosphere had been built up to this point and Martina Bancroft was about to invite him upstairs for a sit-down, Felicia Hardy answered a phone call. Her tone was slightly serious and heavy as she gave a grunt of acknowledgment, then hung up.

"Sir, you might need to go to the company," Felicia Hardy said, turning to Su Quan.

Felicia Hardy knew her relationship with the Osborn Corporation very well; there were only two reasons she would say this now.

Either the Osborns were in trouble, or the Cross-Species Genetics project was in trouble.

Releasing his psychic ability, Su Quan's brow immediately furrowed.

A moment later.

Withdrawing his psychic ability, he shrugged at Martina Bancroft and said with a smile, "It seems I'll have to taste your coffee-making skills another time."

"Ah, okay, no problem."

Martina Bancroft replied, suddenly realizing she hadn't actually invited him for coffee—at least, she hadn't said it out loud!

Knowing Su Quan had to return to the company to handle matters, she didn't say much more, nodded, said goodbye, and got out of the car.

"Goodbye."

Su Quan replied with a smile, and after Martina Bancroft turned and headed upstairs, he signaled for Felicia Hardy to drive away.

On the way to the Osborn Building, Felicia Hardy told Su Quan what had happened.

Simply put, the company's security discovered signs of tampering in Professor Curt Connors' laboratory. Out of safety concerns, they immediately checked the laboratory's surveillance footage.

At first, everything was normal; Professor Curt Connors and Peter Parker were running a simulated experiment on the computer, and the experiment was successful. However, the two of them showed no excitement or joy, and after chatting about something unknown, Peter Parker left in a rage.

After that, things became abnormal. Professor Curt Connors, running the simulation again, became somewhat delirious, took out a lab mouse, prepared a serum, and ended up injecting the serum into himself.

Pain, struggle, unconsciousness.

Ten-plus minutes later, Professor Curt Connors woke up, and not only did he wake up, but his severed arm had bizarrely grown back!