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

"Commander Coulson called me yesterday before you arrived..."

"It was supposed to be a simple chat like usual, but when we got to the topic of our mission, I mentioned that they hadn't arrived yet."

"But I told him I had already called you and that you were on your way, delayed by some traffic..."

"I'm not sure if this will affect your leave application..."

As she spoke, Daisy lowered her head further and further; she was genuinely feeling embarrassed.

Holm had just patiently taught her a lot, but she couldn't even help with this small thing, and she had even made things worse yesterday.

While Daisy felt apologetic, Holm, though outwardly calm, was already deep in thought.

Commander Coulson is Phil Coulson. Whether it's his remaining memories or the movies from his past life, he has a deep impression of this person.

After all, the other party was Nick Fury's right-hand man, a very high-ranking super agent.

So, is it such a powerful figure who wants to deal with him? Holm was somewhat unsure.

As he racked his brains, Daisy whispered, "I don't think Commander Coulson would care about such trivial matters, but I also heard Mr. Ward talking nearby. They seemed to be together..."

"Hmm, Mr. Ward probably wouldn't mind such a small thing, I think he's a very nice person..."

Ward, Grant Ward.

Upon hearing the name, Holm suddenly felt a jolt in his head—a real jolt.

Then, fragmented memories began to surface.

Chapter 8, Meteorite Falls from the Sky

Grant Ward, Holm remembered the name. The other man was a veteran Level 7 agent, unlike him who had just been promoted to Level 6.

They had dealt with each other quite a bit before, and through some events, he roughly knew that Grant Ward, like him, was also a Hydra mole planted in S.H.I.E.L.D.

The other person's appearance had already surfaced in his turbulent fragments of memory, and the strange feeling that kept rising in his heart told him that his death this time was definitely related to this level seven agent.

Along with the surging fragments of memory, he also remembered why he hadn't been very nice to Daisy before.

This also answered the question that had just arisen in his mind about why Daisy and Philin Coulson were calling each other so often.

Daisy revealed her extraordinary background from the very first day she partnered with him. Not only was her agent level classified, but she also frequently contacted senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and some important figures, such as Phil Coulson.

Holm already looked down on people with connections, not to mention the other party's mysterious background made this Hydra undercover agent feel uneasy, and he was always on guard and vigilant.

As a result, Holm's attitude towards her was naturally not very good.

"It's alright, this isn't your problem, and you've already come up with a reason for me, so it shouldn't affect anything." Although his mind was searching through his memories, Holm still spoke to Daisy.

He didn't care whether his previous leave was approved or not; it was just a way for him to have a legitimate reason to gather intelligence.

Now that the goal has been achieved, there's no need to say anything more.

Hearing Holm's words, Daisy didn't say anything, but just picked up her coffee and took a sip, her expression somewhat complicated.

She had just realized that the change in Holm's attitude towards her these past two days might be related to the vacation he had just mentioned.

"DiDi Di Di Di Di Di Di Di Di!"

The sudden sound pulled Holm out of his thoughts and surging memories.

Daisy put down her coffee and took out her ringing phone from her pocket.

Their phones rang at the same time, indicating that they had another urgent mission.

Holm and Daisy exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked down at their phones to examine the contents in detail.

"Urgent Mission: A meteorite has fallen into a forest on the outskirts of Manhattan. Agents Holm Clint and Daisy Johnson are requested to act immediately and investigate..."

"A meteorite falling from the sky?! Since when did we have to worry about meteorites falling from the sky?" Daisy frowned, puzzled, after reading the mission information.

“It shouldn’t be an ordinary meteorite, otherwise we wouldn’t be needed.” Holm said as he stood up and straightened his clothes.

"By the way, did you drive here or...?" Holm turned to Daisy, who was walking out of the coffee shop with him, and asked.

Upon hearing this, Daisy pointed to the taxis driving on the road and said, "I took a taxi here today. My car... had a minor accident, so I sent it for repairs."

Hearing Daisy's words, Holm nodded and pressed his car key, saying to her, "Then we can go together. I'm driving today, I'll take you with me."

Daisy nodded, opened the passenger door, and got in.

During the drive, neither of them spoke, but Daisy would occasionally glance at Holm, who was focused on watching the car.

She had just realized that Holm's change in the past two days might be related to the vacation they had talked about, but even though everything had been brought up, Holm's attitude towards her hadn't changed at all; he was still as gentle and polite as she wasn't used to.

Holm was a very good driver, and there weren't many vehicles on the way to the outskirts, so they arrived at the location mentioned in the mission in no time.

After parking his car by the roadside, Holm could see wisps of smoke gradually drifting away from the depths of the forest.

After walking for about ten minutes in the direction from which the smoke was rising, Holm and Daisy finally arrived at the site of the meteorite impact.

A huge crater appeared in the ground, with charred trees nearby emitting smoke.

An irregularly shaped meteorite lay quietly in the crater, appearing perfectly normal.

At the edge of the pit, several police officers in uniform were questioning two men wearing sun hats and carrying sports backpacks.

These two men, who appear to be backpackers, are the first witnesses to discover the meteorite.

Upon seeing Holm and Daisy approaching, and noticing their identification and attire, a middle-aged policeman who appeared to be the leader came forward, greeting them while handing Holm the items he was carrying.

"Is there anything special about this meteorite?" Holm asked the middle-aged police officer in front of him directly.

Hearing Holm's question, the middle-aged police officer shrugged and said, "To be honest, I didn't see it very well either, but according to the two witnesses, they saw the meteorite moving after it fell, and there seemed to be something inside."

“I’m too old and have too many concerns, so I didn’t go down to check. But my young colleague is very energetic and just climbed up from down there.”

"According to him, there did seem to be something in the middle of that meteorite. Although it wasn't moving like those two guys said, it did have some undulations, like breathing."

"Although I have been a policeman for thirty years and have seen a lot, this is the first time I have encountered something like this, so I quickly reported it to my superiors."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Holm and Daisy, then he smiled and continued, "It seems this meteorite is indeed no ordinary thing, otherwise you wouldn't have arrived so quickly. Although I don't know which department you belong to, your suits and sunglasses make you look like you're not ordinary people."

The middle-aged policeman was a shrewd fellow. After making a joke, he quickly changed the subject and continued talking about the situation at the scene. It seemed that he didn't want to get involved in the matter at all.

After handing over the situation and written record to Holm, the middle-aged policeman left with his young colleague and two witnesses.

As per Holm's request, he also had to bring the two witnesses back to the station, record the situation in full detail, and then have them sign a confidentiality agreement.

To get a clearer view of the situation, Holm had already taken off his sunglasses, looking at the notes in his hand while gazing at the meteorite in the center of the crater.

Daisy also put her sunglasses away and hung them on her collar, looking at the meteorite in the crater and saying, "Should we go down and take a look, to see if what they just said is true?"

Chapter 9, Misunderstanding Resolved and the Anomaly of the Meteorite

Hearing Daisy's words, Holm closed his notebook and shook his head. Under Daisy's slightly puzzled gaze, he explained, "This is a meteorite, and an unusual one at that. Who knows if it has radiation or other hidden dangers?"

“Even that policeman knew there was a risk in going down there, so why should we go down and take that risk now?”

“This meteorite is indeed extraordinary. We should call our superiors and ask them to send someone over to study it, and make all the necessary preparations.”

"We'll go down when we're sure the rock doesn't contain any radiation or other dangerous substances."

Just kidding, for Holm it's just a job, why would he take on these unknown risks for it?

Holm used to work himself to the bone to get a higher position. As a result, although he became a Level 6 agent at a young age, he died quickly and in a very haphazard way.

Therefore, Holm now is absolutely not the same as before; at least he would never take these unnecessary risks.

"But didn't that young policeman go down too?" Daisy still felt it wasn't appropriate to stand here and wait.

Holm nodded and continued, "You yourself said he's young, and young people are prone to not thinking things through."

“We’re not much different from him.” Daisy didn’t think the two of them were that much different from that policeman.

“But we’re secret agents,” Holm said to Daisy as he took out a small telescope to examine the meteorite. “You still have a lot to learn. This line of work isn’t easy.”

"As a special agent, the most important thing is to be cautious. Those who blindly charge in recklessly are soldiers and idiots..."

Based on his past life's experience, Holm effortlessly used his knowledge of espionage and the art of survival as ingredients to brew a pot of philosophical chicken soup.

Seeing Daisy listening attentively with a straight face while nodding and accepting the lesson, it's clear she didn't waste a single drop of the chicken soup; she drank it all.

“Look, the more I look at this rock, the more something seems off,” Holm said, handing the binoculars to Daisy.

Daisy took the telescope and looked at the slow, breathing-like undulations in the middle of the meteorite. She agreed even more with what Holm had just said.

This meteorite is definitely not right; it would be very dangerous to examine it without knowing the full story.

Holm is right; as an agent, she certainly has a lot to learn.

Thinking about this, Daisy's opinion of Holm became even more complicated. Although she didn't know why, Holm's attitude towards her had indeed changed a lot, and he had just taught her a lot of valuable experience.

As Daisy pondered this, she turned to look at Holm, a hint of confusion still lingering in her brown eyes.

She didn't understand why Holm had treated her that way before, and she couldn't understand why he had suddenly changed his attitude.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not a meteorite, you should be keeping a close eye on it," Holm said, looking at Daisy.

Holm had just turned his head when he saw Daisy blinking at him. Although her big eyes were indeed quite beautiful, Holm still felt strangely awkward.

Daisy was also a little embarrassed. She hadn't expected Holm to suddenly turn around and make eye contact with her. To ease the awkwardness and make amends, Daisy quickly spoke up.

"I wanted to ask if there's anything we need to do before they arrive, just stay here and watch?"

Hearing Daisy's question, Holm also spoke up, "That's right, just keep an eye on it. It shouldn't take too long. They're quite efficient."

In response to Holm's answer, Daisy nodded but remained silent, continuing to observe the meteorite through her telescope.

A quiet silence began to spread, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the trees and the two of them breathing.

Thinking about the slight doubt and hesitant expression in Daisy's eyes that he had just observed, Holm also began to prepare his words in his mind.

He could probably guess what Daisy had been trying to say, after all, he now knew the changes in his attitude towards Daisy.

But this is a personal habit, and the difference is due to the fact that he hasn't fully remembered the details of his time with Daisy yesterday, so he can't go back to the way he was before.

Now all he can do is find a suitable reason for his change in behavior.

Thinking of this, Holm took a deep breath and broke the silence first, saying, "Are you wondering why my attitude isn't the same as before?"

"Huh?...Um..." Daisy was a little confused when she suddenly heard Holm speak, but after listening carefully and realizing that Holm also knew her doubts, she hesitated and hummed in response.

"It's a little embarrassing to admit, but looking back now, my attitude before was probably mostly because of jealousy... You're clearly a newcomer, but you have incredible connections. Opportunities and resources that ordinary people fight tooth and nail for are just things that are easily within your grasp..."