Chapter 68: Lemon Sea Bass!

"Really?"

"Did it succeed?"

After ending the call with Dr. Connors and putting down the phone, Hawk felt it was very magical.

After all, he had originally thought that because there were only spider spirits and no extraordinary Spider-Man in this world, Dr. Connors' regeneration experiment was unlikely to succeed.

Unexpectedly...

Hawk thought about the conversation with Dr. Connors just now while getting up and walking out of the bedroom.

Dr. Connors was in a good mood, so he revealed some more detailed situations to Hawk.

For example, in the recent lab mouse experiment, it was originally thought that this experiment would end in failure like the previous ones.

But an accident occurred.

After one lab mouse was injected with lizard serum, although its vital signs disappeared at the time, after a while, the vital signs reappeared, and the tail that had been cut off due to an accident last month also regrew at a speed visible to the naked eye after the vital signs reappeared.

Such a discovery greatly excited Dr. Connors.

Hawk felt it was very magical.

But it was only a moment of magic.

After Hawk walked out of the bedroom, sat at his folding table, and opened the beauty-used first-hand computer he bought from Skye for five hundred dollars, he put this matter behind him.

Compared to whether Dr. Connors' experiment was successful, he was more concerned about what was going on at the Quantico base.

Soon.

After Hawk searched for information online, his expression became strange again.

No invasion.

Only exercises.

This was a Washington D. C. newspaper, and in the newspaper, there was a report about the invasion alarm at the Quantico military base at that time.

But in the newspaper, the base's news spokesperson denied the claim of an invasion, stating that it was just a routine exercise that night, but unexpectedly, during the exercise, a building collapse accident occurred, and more than a dozen soldiers unfortunately died in this exercise.

Yeah.

Quantico pushed everything onto the exercise.

This was also very normal.

Still the same saying.

That was Quantico, the location of the Marine Corps, next door was the FBI's Federal Law Enforcement Training Center, and beside it was the CIA's Langley headquarters; in this situation, no matter what, the military base would definitely not admit that it had encountered an invasion.

As for the others...

Hawk searched around and didn't find any useful clues.

Even the corpse of the young black man, he didn't capture any related keywords in any relevant reports.

Either the corpse of the young black man hadn't been discovered yet.

Or the death of the young black man simply wasn't worth the attention of the media.

After all, every year, no, every day, there are many black men dying for various reasons; a black man with no status dying without even a bubble is normal operation.

Hawk thought for a moment, shook his head, closed the computer, and got up to walk into the bedroom to prepare for sleep.

The next day.

Hawk was awakened by the phone.

Hawk, who was lying in bed and opened his eyes, saw the photo frame coming toward him, and then reached out his right hand to grab the phone charging on the nightstand.

"Hello."

"Come downstairs."

"..." ===== CHAPTER 70 =====