MCU: The Collector

Spies can only be effective in times of peace. Once war begins, our existence starts to fade away. Killing or committing suicide is the worst decision a spy can make.

When someone dies during peacetime, the police of their country will surely get involved. It is evident that for a spy, both killing and suicide are futile acts—mere foolish actions.

*** 

As the sunlight illuminated the window glass, shows it's morning.

Vincent Lalo was in Harry Osborn's residence, reading notes once given to him by the head of MI6 during his training.

'Is it time to break my moral code?' I pondered, while i heard footsteps approaching.

"With the information I obtained from that woman," Billy pointed and continued, "I met with all the majority shareholders and successfully made that kid the sole shareholder."

Felicia Hardy, who was caring for her boss Harry Osborn, wanted to say something but fell silent.

"Is someone dead?" 

Billy shook his head at his leader's question.

"No one died; I just broke a few of their fingers."

Looking at Harry lying on the bed beside his secretary, Felicia Hardy, Vincent Lalo was certain that she was indeed Black Cat.

'Unfortunately, I've never read the Spider-Man comics. I'm lacking information; I only know of figures like Wilson Fisk, Daredevil, and Punisher—are they part of this timeline?' As I considered this, I summoned two small vials of super soldier serum containing a red liquid from the system's inventory.

I approached Harry Osborn and immediately injected him.

"What are you doing?!" Felicia exclaimed, her expression puzzled.

"There's a mix of super spider blood in his body; this kid is getting a super strength enhancement. Unfortunately, his DNA doesn't match the spider blood. What I injected stabilizes something within him."

Additionally, I also used this modified Super Soldier Serum, delivering a total of six injections.

Since Harry Osborn had previously used spider blood from his laboratory, I opted for only two needles containing the super soldier serum fluid.

Given his enhanced strength, increasing the dosage further posed an unknown risk that I was not willing to take.

After the injection, a hand grasped mine.

"Thank you for saving Gwen and healing me," Harry said in a low voice, filled with regret for his previous intentions toward Gwen Stacy.

"Don't dwell on it. Aren't you going to meet your friends and apologize to that woman?" Just then, Peter Parker entered, wearing his Spider-Man costume without the mask, followed by a blonde woman.

"Thank you for helping Gwen; may I know your name?" Peter Parker asked, gazing at the two strangers in front of him.

Billy Craig, hearing this, intended to introduce his alias.

"That man is Billy Craig," I said, pointing to the man with a robust build.

"And I am Vincent Lalo."

After saying that, I leaned in and whispered something to Billy.

"There's no need to hide or use a fake name. Right now, I'm tired of living behind a mask, devoid of emotions and relying solely on rational thought to get things done."

With that, I walked out, and Billy followed.

"Mr. Lalo, my boss Harry Osborn is very grateful and wants to give you this," Felicia Hardy said, presenting a black card. 

"Don't worry about transaction limits."

After accepting the card, I looked at Felicia Hardy. 

"Next time, you can call me Vincent."

Upon hearing this, Felicia Hardy became nervous, captivated by the alluring combination of his handsome face and well-proportioned body that suited her taste.

Seeing that Vincent Lalo was about to leave Harry Osborn's residence, Felicia Hardy quickly chased after him, introducing herself.

"My name is Felicia Hardy; I hope we can meet again," she said, a rosy hue coloring her face.

Vincent Lalo, acknowledging her sincerity, didn't turn around but simply waved his hand.

'Right now, it's better to go to the beach and relax.' The mention of 'Lalo' reminded me of Lalo Salamanca.