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Chapter 345 Is it strange that the food truck owner knows some magic?

Crimson lightning streaked across the night sky.

He ran across the water, threw Denton's body into the sea, and then ran all the way back to the streets of Midtown, sprinting toward the location of the Star Labs.

He didn't waste any more time looking at Denton's house, because if Denton were still alive, he definitely wouldn't be showing up now. At this point, only one thing could help him determine whether Denton was still alive.

Swah——

There weren't many pedestrians on the streets late at night. The red electric light avoided the main road and traveled through the narrow, dark alleys, unseen by anyone along the way, not even by security cameras.

It's obvious that this route was planned in advance.

When the flash of light entered the interior of the Star Labs, it was already late at night. Cisco and Caitlin had gone home, and only some lights were still on, while the lab's security system was still running smoothly.

However, the man in yellow ignored the guards and walked directly through the walls and blind spots of the surveillance alarms into the gray corridor.

Then, he passed through the wall and entered Professor Wells's dark room.

The artificial intelligence Gideon seemed to be operating automatically at this moment, and the 2024 newspaper was still projected in the air—the man in yellow looked at the small news section of the newspaper, and the original news that "Black Pharmaceuticals has made another technological breakthrough, and the cost of cloning therapy will reach a new low" had disappeared, but the news of Steiger's bankruptcy did not appear on it either.

At this point, the content above changed to "Umbrella Corporation is about to achieve a technological breakthrough, and the medical cost of cloning therapy is expected to reach a new low."

"What exactly is a protective umbrella?"

The man in yellow was certain that he had no memory of any company called "Umbrella."

"It seems that Steiger Corporation lost the case after all, and its premature demise is inevitable. Moreover, someone else will still take over Blake's cloning medical technology."

The man in yellow wasn't surprised. Denton had already initiated a joint appeal, and hundreds of people had each obtained their own evidence. Naturally, the lawsuit wouldn't stop just because Denton was missing.

Rather, Denton's disappearance makes Steiger Corporation appear even more suspicious and puts it under even more scrutiny. At this highly anticipated time, any legal action that might be favorable to Steiger Group will effectively become rumors detrimental to the company.

And it's not just rumors; the police are likely to initiate related investigations.

"Let them investigate," the man in yellow said indifferently. "It wouldn't be a loss even if someone like Steig died."

Tonight, his only purpose is to verify the reasons for future changes and then deal with the loose ends he left behind during the investigation. As for other things, he doesn't care.

Inside the wallpaper room, Ma Zhaodi, the silly cat, and Denton, the two people and the cat, were facing each other.

The three-wheeled vehicle, meanwhile, stood to the side, disguised as an ordinary food truck, emphasizing its unassuming nature.

"Old Ma, did your cat pull me back from the sea on a cart?"

"Hehe, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ma Zhaodi gave a gentle, comforting smile, as if reassuring a fool. "How could a cat possibly pull a cart? Look at its little arms and legs!"

"No, no, I'm sure. I was definitely killed just now, and then I saw one in the sea."

"A Siamese cat? Denton, have you been eating too many mushrooms?" Ma Zhaodi's smile remained unchanged: "Or perhaps you've been ice skating? There's a limit to that. I was the one who brought you here on a cart."

"Ok?"

A bewildered Denton reached out and scratched his head: "So you don't think there's anything wrong with the part about me being killed?"

“I don’t think there’s a problem,” Ma Zhaodi replied. “I saw a big, yellow guy with red sparks flying from his body run up and throw you into the sea.”

"I...you..." Denton's brain seemed to work for a long time before he finally managed to ask, "You saw it too? So I wasn't dreaming tonight? It was all real?"

“Except for the part where you said my cat pulled you back on a cart, everything else is true.”

"My God, you didn't react at all?" Denton clutched his head in despair. "I was almost killed! And the killer could turn into lightning and run on water!"

"What? Is that so strange? Didn't you see the news?" Ma Zhaodi retorted. "The police announced not long ago that there was a super-powered criminal in Midtown named Clyde Madon. He can control the weather and has used this ability to rob several banks."

"Clyde"

Denton suddenly froze.

Only then did he remember that the police had announced the existence of superpowered individuals not long ago and that they were preparing to establish a superpowered individuals case unit within the police department.

Thanks to Ma Dong's previous appearance on the street, the existence of superpowered individuals is no longer a secret to the citizens of Central City.

“Okay.” Denton sighed. “You’re a superhuman too?”

“How come you see?”

“If rescuing me from the sea can be explained by my ability to swim, then the fact that my heart, which had been cut open, is still beating can only be explained by supernatural forces,” Denton replied. “You healed me, didn’t you?”

Ma Zhaodi neither confirmed nor denied the allegations.

“It’s not just me, but also Elizabeth. Her health has suddenly improved recently, and thinking about it, that happened after she met you at the hospital.”

Ma Zhaodi still did not answer.

"You just happened to save me at the beach, but the man in yellow didn't notice you. Was that a coincidence?"

Looking at Ma Zhaodi's innocent expression, Denton realized that this Chinese food truck owner, who spent his days wandering the streets and alleys of the city center, was actually much more mysterious than he had imagined.

"Well, anyway, I guess I owe you a lot."

“Well, I don’t really owe you anything.” Ma Zhaodi shrugged. “However, if you consider me an ally, take my advice.”

"what?"

"Once Steig wins the case, whatever you want to do, keep yourself hidden. If you want to set up any institutions or foundations, it's best not to use your own name or Elizabeth's name."

".I see."

“You can use the name ‘Protective Umbrella’.”

What is its symbolic meaning?

"There's no hidden meaning; it's just my personal quirky sense of humor." Ma Zhaodi chuckled. "Just thinking about how clueless someone looks makes me want to laugh."

Denton was puzzled, but he readily agreed: "I know—by the way, where's the door? I want to go home and see Elizabeth."

Ma Zhaodi raised an eyebrow: "What if the man in yellow comes back looking for you?"

"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with him—after tonight, he won't dare to lay a hand on me again."

(End of this chapter)