Marvel's Venom, starting with a Hydra undercover agent.

Mysterious...friendly...cold...frightening...kind...elusive...

These labels are all Wanda's impressions of that man. Although some of them are even contradictory, they are all reasonable and well-founded.

He's a mysterious and complicated man. I don't know his name or whether he's still in Sokvia. He doesn't look like a local; he's probably a tourist from another country.

Wanda squinted as she pondered Holm's identity.

The money Holm left them did indeed help them a lot, so their feelings towards Holm were complicated. They were both afraid and grateful, wanting to repay him, but also somewhat apprehensive and dared not approach him.

Wanda still vividly remembers the look in his eyes when he held a gun to Pietro's head. That look was no joke; it was genuine indifference and detachment, a complete disregard for human life.

"It seems the medicine I prescribed was effective; you look much better today."

As Wanda was basking in the warmth of the sun and lost in thought, a familiar voice from beside her jolted her awake.

She quickly opened her half-closed eyes and looked to the side, only to see Holm, dressed in a suit and tie, leaning against the wall, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Not bad, not bad. Now you're acting like a vibrant young man. You can tell your reactions are quite quick," Holm said with a smile.

Wanda was at a loss for words upon hearing this, though she could tell that Holm was teasing her for overreacting earlier.

"...I never expected to run into you here...Thank you so much for your help..."

Wanda's mind was a bit of a mess, and she could only pick out the polite phrases that popped into her head.

Seeing this, Holm waved his hand and handed the box of chocolates he was holding to Wanda, saying, "Don't be shy. Since we've run into each other again, it means we're quite destined to meet. This box of chocolates is for you. Remember to keep it safe and don't throw it away."

After Holm finished speaking, he handed the chocolate to Wanda, straightened his clothes, and turned to leave, leaving Wanda alone there, bewildered and confused.

Chapter 141, A Special Gift

What on earth is going on? Wanda felt like her head was full of question marks.

Just as she was talking about Holm, Holm suddenly appeared, inexplicably handed her a box of chocolates, and then left again. The whole process was so fast that no other adjective could describe it.

More importantly, despite having made contact again, Wanda still knew nothing about Holm and had no information about him other than the box of chocolates.

"Where...am I...?...emmmm"

Wanda immediately realized what was happening and began searching for Holm, but just like last time, Holm was still elusive, disappearing without a trace as soon as he left her side.

Faced with this situation, Wanda could only stand at the pharmacy entrance holding the box of chocolates, her mind a jumbled mess, not a single coherent thought in her head.

While Wanda was still in a daze, Pietro pushed open the door of the pharmacy and came out carrying a bag of medicine.

"Here's your medicine. The doctor said you should feel better after you finish these..."

Pietro had only spoken halfway when he noticed Wanda staring blankly at something. Curious, he followed her gaze and looked at the chocolate in her hand before asking her a question.

"What are you looking at? And where did this box of chocolates come from? Did you just buy it?"

"Didn't you just tell me not to spend money recklessly, and you wouldn't even let me buy too much medicine? How come you bought a box of chocolates now?"

"But a box of chocolates is nothing, anyway, we still have plenty of money left over from what that guy gave us. I remember you used to love chocolate too..."

“That man came again, and he gave me the chocolate too,” Wanda said to Pietro, who was talking beside her, looking at the chocolate in her hand.

"What?! He's here again? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"What does that guy want? Is he here to ask for money?" Pietro tensed up instantly upon hearing Wanda's words.

Wanda shook her head and explained, "He didn't do anything, and he didn't ask me for money. He just gave me this box of chocolates and said I looked much better than last time..."

"He seemed to have just passed by and saw me, so he came over to say hello."

"I wanted to ask him something too, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye... just like last time..."

After listening to Wanda's description, Pietro scratched his head in confusion, just as puzzled as Wanda.

Looking at the box of chocolates Wanda was holding, Pietro began to let his mind wander.

A moment later, he looked at Wanda with sudden tension, his voice hoarse as he said, "There...is there a bomb in here...?"

"That guy isn't some kind of terrorist... he might be planning a terrorist attack..."

Upon hearing Pietro's words, Wanda's heart instinctively tightened, but then she gradually relaxed.

"No, there's no bomb in here, and he's not a terrorist."

“If he wanted to kill us, he would have done it that night. There was no need to wait until today,” Wanda said, shaking his head.

"As for terrorists or anything like that, it probably isn't. I can sense that he doesn't have any ill intentions towards us; on the contrary, he seems to have a little bit of goodwill..."

Pietro fell silent upon hearing this. He felt that Wanda's words made sense, but he also instinctively felt some hostility towards Holm.

Perhaps because he was truly terrified by that cold gaze and the gun in his forehead that night, he can still recall how cold the muzzle of the gun was.

While he remained silent, Wanda began to untie the ribbon binding the chocolate box and then slowly lifted the lid.

Whether it's a bomb or not, we'll find out once it's opened. She didn't believe Holm would be so bored and crazy. He had let them go and even given them money, and now he was sending them a bomb.

Once the box was fully opened, Pietro's wild guesses were proven wrong; there was indeed chocolate inside, and no bomb.

Although there was no bomb, Wanda and Pietro were still taken aback because they saw a wad of US dollars under the compartment containing the chocolates.

These bright green banknotes had a similar effect to bombs, leaving an indelible impression on both of them.

"He left us so much money again, but I don't even know his name," Wanda thought to herself, pursing her lips as she looked at the extra gifts in the chocolate box.

While they were marveling at the extra gift, and even somewhat bewildered, Holm, who had given them this generous present, had already returned to the restaurant with the purchases.

"Come on, come on, all the dishes are served! They smell so good! I almost started eating before you even came back," Daisy urged Holm as he walked in from the door.

Holm pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at Daisy who was already ready to start eating, and said, "At least you still have some conscience, knowing to wait for me to come back. It wasn't for nothing that I bought you so many snacks."

Daisy had already noticed the bag Holm was carrying. Although she was secretly delighted, she said nonchalantly, "Hmph~ You were mainly going to buy chocolates, and buying me snacks was just a side thing. It's not like you went there specifically to buy me snacks."

"Don't worry about what you say, just tell me if you're going to eat it or not," Holm retorted.

Just kidding, he's already bought all the snacks and spent all the money he needed to. Daisy has no choice but to accept this situation, unless she can really resist eating them.

However, based on Holm's understanding of her, it would be almost as difficult for her not to eat these snacks as it would be for her not to complain at all during her combat training—it's impossible.

Sure enough, Daisy felt guilty and didn't respond when she heard Holm's words. She just muttered something under her breath and glared at him from time to time.

Holm ignored him and focused on eating, concentrating on filling his stomach.

I have to say, the food at this restaurant is really good. Compared to that outrageously expensive high-end restaurant I went to last time, this place is a complete rip-off.

After they had almost finished eating, Daisy suddenly suggested enthusiastically, "By the way, we're leaving Sokovia tomorrow, how about we go for a drink tonight?"

Hearing Daisy's suggestion, and thinking about how she could get drunk from just eating a chocolate liqueur, Holm instinctively wanted to refuse.

But considering he was going to carry out a secret operation that night and needed to drug Daisy anyway, he swallowed his refusal and nodded, readily agreeing, "Sure, consider it an experience of Sokvia's nightlife."

"Hehe, then it's settled~" Daisy laughed happily, her eyes sparkling with a strange light, as if containing a determination to win.

Chapter 142, Two People, Each with Their Own Preparations

The city center remains bustling and lively at night, with bars and nightclubs opening their signs and starting to attract customers.

Through the glass, you can see colorful lights flashing inside, and some of the people inside are dressed in revealing outfits, with handsome men and beautiful women showing off their dance moves on stage, attracting customers outside to stop and watch, and then enter the store to make a purchase.

The bar Daisy chose wasn't so noisy. It was more like a quiet bar with someone playing and singing songs whose lyrics she didn't quite understand, but the volume was just right and not too loud.

Holm was sitting at a small table in the corner, drinking ice water and glancing at his watch from time to time.

Ten minutes had passed since the time he and Daisy had agreed upon, but Daisy still hadn't shown up.

He didn't quite understand why, even though they were both staying in the same room, he was asked to come over first.

His understanding was that Daisy might need to change clothes or something, and he was having some inconvenience. But almost 40 minutes had passed since he left the house. What kind of clothes could take so long to change?

Finally, just as Holm finished downing another glass of ice water, Daisy appeared at the door.

She was wearing a black slip dress, and despite the dim lighting, her delicate collarbones and fair skin were still visible.

Her full bosom pushed the black dress high, but then quickly tightened at her slender waist, and her long legs were occasionally revealed as the skirt swayed, highlighting her exquisite figure.

Despite her very sexy attire, Daisy's aloof demeanor kept people at a distance, but this aloofness was instantly shattered the moment she saw Holm.

As she pouted her rosy lips, her cold demeanor instantly melted away, replaced by a touch of allure.

Accompanied by the soothing music in the bar, she walked step by step toward Holm in her high heels, exuding charm and grace with every move.

"What? You don't recognize me after just a short time apart?" Daisy sat down on the stool, gently smoothing her skirt, and smiled at Holm, whose eyes were filled with undisguised surprise.

Holm's reaction pleased her, which showed that her carefully chosen outfit for the day was indeed outstanding.

Thinking of this, her smile became even brighter, and her already radiant beauty became even more vibrant.

Hearing Daisy's teasing, Holm nodded and said sincerely, "I almost didn't recognize you. You look a little too beautiful tonight."

Daisy had intended to tease Holm, but she hadn't expected Holm to be so honest, hitting her straight in the face and making her blush with a bit of panic.

"It's alright... Why are you talking like that..." Daisy said, trying to pick up her water glass to take a sip to hide her nervousness.

The only thing on the table was Holm's water glass, and it was empty, which made her feel even more embarrassed and flustered.

"Calm down, calm down, I must stay calm. The plan has only just begun; we can't afford to mess things up. Whew~"

"But this guy is so blunt! He completely messed up my plans. How annoying!"

Daisy calmly put down her water glass while frantically telling herself to stay calm.

Holm had no idea what she was thinking. He just felt that Daisy, who was pretending to be calm, looked much more lively now, and even a little silly and cute, which was quite different from the image she had created for herself.

"It was my oversight that I only ordered a glass of water because I didn't know when you were coming."

"Take a look at what you want to drink first, then have him bring the water over together in a bit."

As Holm spoke, he handed the wine list on the table to Daisy.

Normally, he would definitely advise Daisy to drink non-alcoholic beverages, because she really can't hold her liquor.

But now, since he'll be adding something anyway, it doesn't matter whether he drinks or not; in fact, drinking will make her sleep more soundly.

"I'll take this one." Daisy randomly picked a drink that looked the best.

After ordering, she looked around, then stood up and said to Holm, "You order first, I'm going to the restroom."

Holm nodded in agreement, and after watching Daisy enter the restroom, he took out a small capsule from his pocket.

This is the powder he prepared in advance. After special calculations, it can allow Daisy to sleep until the next morning, which is about the same as her normal wake-up time.