FBI: Chapter 218/219

Chapter 218: I Never Said I Was a good Person

After seeing this scene, Simmons suddenly looked confused.

He did not understand.

Why was his intelligence flawed?

Why did Ada suddenly become a powerful superhuman?

Why were the people he sent out almost defenseless against Ada?

Dante did indeed look through the screen at the several people being beaten by Ada…

They looked somewhat familiar.

"Ada? Have you found out who they are?"

"I don't know." Ada shrugged, a few drops of blood splattering on her beautiful face, giving her a strange and deadly allure. "But the guys they used… they look like ninjas from a TV show."

Dante raised an eyebrow.

He understood.

When he broke in earlier, he was also blocked by Hand ninjas.

In other words, The Hand is now strictly following The Family's command.

So these guys, who were only severely injured and unconscious despite facing Ada in her Purple Lantern Armor…

If there were no surprises, they would be the so-called Five Fingers of The Hand.

The one whose head was smashed into the wall by Ada should be the infamous Madame Gao.

And the other four guys lying dead on the ground, whose faces could not be seen, should be Alexandra, Bakuto, Sowande, and Murakami, respectively.

The five of them are not only the founders of The Hand but also traitors who escaped from K'un-Lun.

They have lived for several hundred years.

Unfortunately, they were not eliminated by the Chaste and Matt Murdock, but were instead single-handedly taken down by Ada.

The identity of the fat man who was just sent flying became clear.

The fat man related to The Hand was Kingpin.

Kingpin was probably responsible for finding people to lead the way and sealing off the surrounding area.

Logically, the Five Fingers of The Hand are not weak. In addition to being proficient in K'un-Lun martial arts, they also gained mysterious powers through Dragon Bone and greatly extended their lifespans.

If they were weak, they would not have been able to create The Hand, a large organization that is hundreds of years old.

But unfortunately, they picked the wrong opponent.

The current Ada is truly fierce. Even he does not dare to provoke her much.

His back is prone to problems.

Dante looked at the dumbfounded Simmons, his mouth slightly curved, but he did not laugh out loud.

He was not someone who would kick a man when he was down.

He liked to go for the kill.

So, Dante opened a portal next to Ada.

Ada was stunned for a moment, but the next moment she threw the Five Fingers of The Hand, along with the bald fat man Kingpin, through.

Then, she tidied her hair and walked through the portal.

"Hey, Ada, how do you feel?"

"It was a pretty good warm-up." Ada raised an eyebrow, placing a kiss on Dante's face. "But they were still a bit too weak."

"Alright, let me introduce you. This is Simmons, who provided you with warm-up targets… He should be an old acquaintance of yours."

"Correction, dear, I am not familiar with him. It is merely a relationship between employer and employee."

Ada's gaze at Simmons…

It was as if she was staring at a despicable bug.

This kind of look probably hurt Simmons more than Dante's kick, which almost dislodged his internal organs.

Especially hearing Ada call Dante…

"Dear."

"Pfft." With a surge of anger, a large mouthful of blood suddenly gushed from Simmons's mouth.

Based on Dante's understanding of his own physical condition, Simmons was basically on his last breath after that kick.

Now it was accelerating even more.

"Ada, he does not have long to live." Dante said, gesturing. "For such scum, we always squeeze every last drop out of them, until we have extracted three taels of oil from their bones."

Ada's mouth twitched.

"You sound… not at all like a righteous character."

But she agreed with Dante's suggestion.

Ada raised a finger, and Simmons was enveloped in purple transparent crystal, suspended in mid-air.

One of the effects of Purple Lantern crystal…

Brainwashing.

To achieve speed, Ada unhesitatingly set the brainwashing intensity to maximum.

Anyway, there was no need to consider whether it would leave any sequelae for Simmons.

With that IQ, he would still drool even if he were cured.

And for the next ten minutes, under the violent brainwashing of the Purple Lantern crystal, Simmons spilled all the secrets of The Family.

It must be said…

It was absolutely shocking.

In modern Western history, almost every notable event had The Family's shadow behind it.

So, in this mixed Universe, those so-called conspiracy theories are basically spot on.

Seeing that Simmons had completely confessed the information, Ada turned off the recording function of her personal terminal.

Then, with a flick of her finger, the enormous Purple Lantern crystal directly shattered into a crystal storm, instantly shredding Simmons inside.

Dante shivered all over.

He looked at Ada.

"My dear, are you a bit too fiery lately? Your methods are even less righteous than mine."

"Am I?" Ada reached out and wiped away some bloodstains on her face. "I never said I was a good person, did I?"

"…Indeed."

From beginning to end, Ada never said she joined the FBI for righteous reasons like justice or world peace.

She really was just…

Finding a place to wait for Dante.

"Cough, cough, cough, when you two are showing affection, can you please pay attention to your surroundings?"

343 pouted, expressing helplessness toward today's young people.

They truly dared to kiss on the street, and even stick out their tongues.

They simply did not care about others.

"To be honest, this idiot Simmons was doing some outrageous evil stuff before, and I did not know why…

"But today, as soon as I saw this little girl, I completely understood."

"Go check out the core laboratory on the tenth basement floor. There will be a surprise waiting for you."

343 winked at the two of them, a hint of roguishness in his elegance.

"Aren't you coming?" Dante looked at 343. "You should see us all the way through, like sending a Buddha to the West."

"I am not interested." 343 shook his head and refused. "Besides, I still need to finish my steak. I cannot waste this deliciousness."

With that, he picked up his knife and fork again and began cutting the steak.

"You two can go ahead. I will watch these guys for you."

Dante and Ada entered the elevator and pressed the button for the tenth basement floor.

Suddenly, Dante looked up and asked,

"After you finish your steak, have you decided where to go?"

343 rolled his eyes.

"I told you, the one thing I hate most about your Universe is that you get infected by idiots."

"So, of course, I have to go somewhere where the idiotic atmosphere is as faint as possible."

"And…"

"Isn't Dr. Jack Bright at your FBI?"

(To be continued.)

Chapter 219: Foundation Universe, Cancer of the Multiverse

"So, Dr. Jack Bright? Hmm?" Ada put away her Purple Lantern Armor in the elevator, transforming it back into an amethyst-like ring. "So, the old man just now was also from Dr. Jack Bright's Universe?"

"Yes."

Dante nodded. There was nothing to hide about this matter.

"Are all the people from that Universe like this?"

"Uh, how should I put it…" Dante paused for a moment. "People with their temperament are already rare in that Universe."

Ada nodded upon hearing this, no longer asking questions.

But Dante still had half a sentence he had not said…

In that Universe, the others, every single one of them, did not even look human.

Compared to those demons and monsters, Jack Bright and 343, these two jokers among jokers, were actually quite good.

From floor negative five to negative ten, it took only a dozen seconds.

With a ding, the elevator doors opened.

What met their eyes was a large area of instruments shimmering with a faint blue light.

And in the center of the open space, the faint blue light shone on a wriggling cocoon, indescribably strange and twisted…

"Tsk, is this the so-called C-Virus? What will hatch from inside? A new type of Tyrant? Or an overly strong Licker?"

Ada snorted coldly.

As the Federal Bureau of Investigation's sole core agent handling Resident Evil over the years, her aversion to bio-viruses was not just a little bit.

Just like a chef almost never cooks at home.

People have an aversion to long periods of mechanical work.

What is more, the objects of Ada's work were extremely disgusting bio-weapons.

"If it were just that kind of thing, it would be good."

Dante muttered.

At this moment, it seemed the cocoon's hatching time had arrived.

The almost static cocoon began to wriggle.

As the grayish-green cocoon wriggled, it gradually converged at the top…

Then it burst open suddenly.

Ada was startled by this sudden change.

Because as the cocoon burst, a woman also emerged from it.

Her body was covered in mucus and stratum corneum.

Like a butterfly that had just emerged from its chrysalis, the woman exuded a sense of exhaustion but also rebirth.

She struggled to lift her head, revealing her face.

Ada's face visibly darkened.

She had already seen the woman who emerged from the cocoon…

She had a face identical to hers.

"What… what is going on? Who is she?"

Dante, of course, knew who this was.

Carla, the chief researcher who was madly infatuated with Simmons.

And this Carla was now gasping and coughing violently, the insect-like abnormal development making it difficult for her to adapt to her altered genes and body.

But even so, Carla was still calling out Simmons's name.

If one only looked at this scene…

She really was a pitiful person.

But as is well known, a pitiful person must have something hateful about them.

Carla and Simmons were essentially the same kind of people.

Seemingly pitiful, but in reality, hateful.

In the original work, Carla ultimately chose to create a Simmons of her own…

Indeed, perverts and perverts, that is true love.

"I cannot take it, I feel like I am going to throw up."

"Ah, so… pregnant?"

"Do not talk nonsense." Ada rolled her eyes and delivered a swift elbow to Dante's chest. "This kind of sci-fi horror, similar to clones, if it happened to oneself, it truly is disgusting…"

Saying that, Ada opened the tactical pouch on her belt…

Then she pulled out all four grenades inside.

"So, I am going to blow this place sky-high."

"Uh, are four grenades enough?"

Dante pouted.

Is this not love?

You kill, I hand the knife.

You set fire, I fan the flames.

Colluding can sometimes be a beautiful word.

…

When Dante and Ada returned to the negative fifth floor where 343 was, 343 had already finished his steak.

He was holding that bottle of Bordeaux wine and chugging it straight from the bottle.

"You two finished so quickly? Young people's bodies are not that good, huh?"

"We went down to destroy the evidence, not to do anything else."

Dante rolled his eyes. This joker attribute really could not be suppressed at all.

Was that little bit of elegance just a disguise to cover up a bad personality?

"Honestly, whose crazy idea was it to build these secret bases underground? There are not even any windows, it is suffocating."

"Uh, our Federal Bureau of Investigation seems to have quite a few underground levels too…"

"Then it is all Fury's fault. Messing around. Is there no place for him to live above ground? He just has to burrow underground like a cockroach."

Dante rolled his eyes, randomly calculated the coordinates, and opened a teleportation portal…

It opened directly in the General Bureau's research department.

A man in a white lab coat had just turned around.

It was Dr. Jack Bright.

And with just that glance, both 343 and Jack Bright were stunned.

"Damn it, 343? How did you find this Universe?"

"Holy crap, Jack Bright? How did you turn into this sorry state? Your taste in bodies is as unstable as ever."

After speaking, 343 flashed to the other side.

Looking as if they had met too late, he patted Jack Bright's shoulder.

Although their first reactions were to complain, meeting an acquaintance in another Universe was something to be grateful for.

Even for Immortal Pendant and God, it was the same.

Dante watched 343, who was already preparing to catch up, rolled his eyes, and then brought over all five fingers of The Hand, as well as Kingpin.

"Go call a few field agents to come and put them in the quarantine prison."

Dante waved toward outside the laboratory, then he and Ada sat down to the side.

"So how exactly did you cross over? You should not be able to forcibly break through this Universe's cosmic barrier, right? After all, some of the anomalies in this Universe…"

"I just drilled in through the spatial loophole you found." 343 shrugged, looking like we are brothers, who cares. "Of course, I cannot destroy a complete cosmic barrier, but I can expand an existing crack."

"Expand? Are you not afraid those evil things will follow?" Jack Bright frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Do I look like such a fool? I just sealed the crack as I went along." 343 sneered, but then changed the subject, saying, "However, some information and underlying parameters of this Universe were still left over there."

"It is only a matter of time before those High Divinity and anomalies find this place."

"Maybe a few years, maybe a few hundred years, maybe tens of thousands of years."

"But they will come eventually."

Listening to them chat, Dante could not help but sigh…

The Foundation Universe truly lived up to its name as the cancer of the Multiverse.

(To be continued.)