While Eddie was fumbling with the candy wrapper, a streak of black viscous fluid sneaked onto his arm and 'whooshed' onto the wrapper, causing it to disappear instantly.
Eddie's eyes widened, and he clenched his teeth and said, "Venom! What are you doing?! This is Doctor Shiller's thing, you can't just ss with it, there's a basic etiquette ..."
"But I'm not human!" Venom chuckled twice and said, "Either way, he'll only think it was you who took it..."
"Honestly, do you recognize this thing?" Eddie asked in confusion because he had noticed that the mont he took out the candy wrapper, Venom's emotions showed a slight fluctuation, obviously recognizing the wrapper.
"I don't know!" Venom imdiately denied it, and whistled twice in Eddie's thought, making Eddie realize that he was certainly hiding sothing, but he was too indifferent to argue with him.
Having spent so long with Venom, he noticed that this eccentric Alien Symbiote would always respond better to coaxing than coercion. Anything forced would lead to a struggle for control, and Venom would then escape and dance in the downstairs convenience store.
Eddie glanced at his coat. Having mingled in high society, he knew just by touch alone that the coat was expensive and not machine-washable.
Eddie had heard about Shiller's greed and knew that in the past, if he dared to bring such a thing near the washing machine, even if Shiller was drunk, he would certainly wake up and punch him.
Eddie could only casually drape the coat over the washing machine and plan to inquire the landlady of the local convenience store the next day about where the nearest dry cleaners were. Finding a dry cleaner that could handle lavish material wasn't easy in this type of community.
Simply put, this is the upcoming developnt area in the Brooklyn area waiting to be explored. To put it crudely, it borders the slum, where the lower-middle class resides. Here, the locals wouldn't be able to afford such an expensive coat even with half a year's salary.
After putting down the clothes, Eddie returned to Shiller's side. He looked down at the cigarette box on the coffee table to find that at least three cigarettes had disappeared.
The one currently held by Shiller was almost burnt out, but he showed no intent of discarding it.
Eddie reached out and took the cigarette butt. With no reaction from Shiller, he instinctively reached for the cigarette box on the table. Eddie reached out and took away the cigarette box too. Only then did Shiller lift his eyes to look at him.
Eddie sighed and said, "Doctor...I an, Shiller, I don't know what happened, but I think your ntal state is not quite right."
Just then, Shiller's pupils suddenly contracted as if he suddenly snapped back to reality. He jumped up with a start, staring at Eddie's face with wide eyes. He extended his hands to press down on Eddie's shoulders, forcing him onto the sofa.
Eddie looked perplexed as Shiller started to tremble. He moved away from the gap between the coffee table and the sofa and quickly went to the cabinet next to him and began to search.
Just as Eddie was about to stand up, Shiller imdiately turned around and had coldly said, "Sit down and stay still."
Eddie opened his mouth to argue, but Shiller's murderous gaze shut him up. After a while, he asked, "...What on earth are you looking for?"
Shillers' arm was trembling so much that he struggled to open the drawer, ssing everything inside it. However, his actions got faster, and his face grew more anxious.
Finally, he threw the remote controller in his hand and faced Eddie, grinding his teeth, "Why don't you even own a notebook??! Aren't you a reporter?!"
"Um, I usually work on the computer, and besides, I'm not used to bringing work stuff ho." Eddie, sitting in place, shrugs his shoulders.
Shiller, squatting there, sighed. But soon, he got up and returned to sit on the sofa. Eddie stood up and said, "I'll go pour you a glass of water."
"Sit back down." Shiller said without even lifting his head, "Alright, Let's pretend we have a dical record... How have you been doing lately?"
"I've been doing well." Eddie nodded and asked, "What's wrong with you? Should I call soone over?"
"No...no..." Shiller imdiately denied it, "Put your phone away... Put it away imdiately! Don't call anyone. If you receive a call later and hear so nonsense, don't believe it! That's a scam!"
Eddie, with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, hears Venom ironically comnt in his mind, "Oh! Our little Eddie baby is about to beco an experintal subject!"
The mont he finished his sentence, Shiller stared into Eddie's eyes and said, "Where is Venom? Call him out!"
Imdiately, Venom gasped in Eddie's mind and yelled, "NO! Say I'm not here!"!
"I know you're there." Shiller looked into Eddie's eyes and said, "If you don't co out, don't bla for turning the stereo to maximum volu and we'll bring the house down together."
"Oh, bloody hell, you madman!" With no choice, Venom had to crawl out of Eddie's body.
The mont he ca out, his head hit the ceiling, causing him to scream and then complain, "I told you to rent a taller apartnt ages ago!"
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