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Chapter 172 Kravinov Estate

Kravinov Estate is not a very suitable place for Spider-Man. As the information obtained by the detective agency states, the entire estate is actually built in a small natural park, surrounded by dense forests. There are no other buildings within several kilometers, and the trees are generally only 5-9 meters tall, which makes it almost impossible to guarantee his high mobility.

Fortunately, Peter can also become invisible.

"An old mansion, hiding a secret. This place is practically telling the Americans, 'Hey, there's something wrong with this Russian's house, but maybe it really is fine, just a smokescreen. Venom, what do you think?'"

We dismantled it.

“Why should I ask you?” Peter sighed and continued to observe. His tactical goggles immediately captured a figure moving at high speed through the woods. After the goggles captured and magnified the image, Peter saw someone unexpected, but not unexpected.

The black cat quickly approached the Kravinov Manor. Just like last year, before she became the black cat, it looked as gloomy and dark as ever. She looked around, then threw a stone over the wall. Without any hindrance, she leaped over as well. There was actually more than one building in the manor, but the black cat didn't look at each one. Instead, she went straight to the main gate and tried to pry the door open.

The feel of the lock pick told her the door had been pried open, but the fact that it couldn't be pushed open meant it hadn't actually been opened with a lock pick. After scanning the door with her new eyepiece, Black Cat affixed a small device to it.

"You don't really believe that Sergei Kravnov is the big buyer or seller behind Fisk's animal luxury goods smuggling, do you?"

Spider-Man's familiar voice rang out from behind her. Black Cat smiled, turned around with her hands behind her back, looked at Spider-Man hanging upside down from the eaves with his webs, and said with a hint of teasing, "Why not? Maybe a young boy can have some insight."

If you really want me to say...

Peter rolled down and approached Felicia: "The best advice is not to come near here casually... What are you doing with your hands behind your back?"

"To avoid getting caught in a spider's web." Felicia said, sticking her sticker to the door. "Since you're here, it means there is indeed danger here, right? What is it?"

“Yes…” Peter sighed helplessly: “This may be a secret base of the former Soviet Union. Two generations of the Kravinov family were KGB agents.”

Black Cat nodded thoughtfully, but asked uncertainly, "Is that all? This shouldn't be a big deal for you, right? You can always tell the CIA or FBI."

"Sergei Kravnov may have been injected with the super-soldier serum."

"Soviet version of Super Soldier Serum?"

Upon hearing the black cat's question, Peter seemed to realize something and hurriedly tried to pull Felicia away. However, Felicia reacted quickly, opening the door and slipping inside, then slamming the door shut behind her. Peter tried to open the door again, but found it firmly locked. He picked up the electronic device that had fallen to the ground and quickly analyzed it. It was an electronic lock pick designed for momentary short circuits. Since he didn't have the equipment on hand, he immediately repaired it and reused it.

All she remembered was that Felicia's father was killed because of Hydra's Super Soldier Serum, but she forgot that he was sent by the CIA to steal the Soviet version of the Super Soldier Serum. The combination of the KGB and the Super Soldier Serum would definitely affect her mindset, but it only made her want to investigate even more.

"Let's just tear the door down." "What's the point of infiltrating then?" Peter scoffed at Venom's unreliable idea, then looked around the mansion. There must be a way to get in; if the front door didn't work, they could try other places.

Meanwhile, Black Cat, who had entered the mansion, increased the brightness in her tactical goggles and cautiously surveyed her surroundings. The mansion didn't seem to have anything special about it. There was a huge atrium with circular staircases leading to the second floor on both sides. She walked quietly and stopped in front of the carpet in the atrium. The shadows of the three people were cast on the carpet in front of them.

The black cat turned and looked above the door. Directly above the mansion's main entrance, through a transparent domed window, three Slavic warrior statues riding horses and holding swords were clearly visible in the moonlight, and their shadows were cast on the carpet.

Felicia breathed a sigh of relief and took a step forward.

She stopped, looked down at her feet, took out her grappling hook and fired a shot at the ceiling, quickly moving herself to the top of the ceiling. However, the expected explosion or automatic turret did not occur. Instead, three huge crossbow bolts, each in a three-row pattern, were fired from the walls on both sides and embedded in the other wall.

"What era are we living in? Why are they still using such retro mechanisms?"

Using her grappling hook, Felicia landed and looked around. It seemed the entire mansion was riddled with mechanisms and traps, but the fact that such a commotion hadn't attracted anyone indicated it had indeed been abandoned for a long time. The high-strength glass and the massive mechanical locks on the doors explained why no homeless people had been able to enter.

It seems that Peter Parker did indeed overestimate this place.

However, this place is still for people to live in, so it's impossible to set up too many traps in the living area. If these traps were set up by Kravinov before he left the United States, then there must have been a safe route. If it was set up afterward, then it means they must have hidden something here.

The scan results showed that no one had walked on the surrounding ground for a long time, proving that no one lived in the manor. As for safe roads, the high-precision analysis device could also indicate where there were various traps. The black cat continued to move forward cautiously, and went up to the second floor first along the circular staircase without any traps.

The moonlight cast the shadows of four people on the carpet in the courtyard.

At first, the black cat thought it was Peter watching her from outside, but when the other person stood up, the muscular silhouette clearly wasn't Peter Parker. She instinctively rolled away to avoid his pounce.

"It seems we have a guest with ill intentions."

The speaker was a Slavic man with no Slavic accent. He was wearing nothing on his upper body except for a coat made of lion skin, and his lower body seemed to be wearing shorts and shoes made of several lioness skins. He pulled a short spear from behind his back and smiled at the black cat.

"Hello, miss, you can call me—"

"Hunter Kraven".

(End of this chapter)