Curt Connors did not harbor particularly deep hatred toward Vampires and Werewolves. He was a rational scientist, not a devoutly religious believer.
Although he had faced danger when the Werewolves attacked Empire State University, he had emerged from that incident completely unharmed. Naturally, he did not hold much resentment toward those monsters.
So after Black Super revealed the Corvin couple's true identities, Curt Connors showed little emotional reaction. He merely asked calmly, "Then what have you discovered about the Vampire and Werewolf Viruses?"
"Can you walk? Come take a look next door."
At Black Super's invitation, the old professor briskly got out of bed and put on a pair of slippers. Clearly, he had long been eyeing that laboratory.
As the door opened, a blast of cold air from the air conditioning rushed in first. Precision research equipment and biological samples both required constant-temperature storage. For Curt Connors, who routinely worked in high-end laboratories, that gust alone made him somewhat convinced.
The cool-toned lighting and freshly painted walls made this laboratory feel entirely different from the clinic outside.
A metallic crash behind him as the door shut made Curt Connors turn around curiously. Only then did he notice that the shabby wooden door he had seen from outside was, from this side, actually a safe-grade metal door, with several more beyond it.
The old professor reached out and tugged at it, discovering that it was locked tight and could not be opened without being unlocked.
Black Super explained from behind him, "You have to understand, this is Hell's Kitchen. If I don't want to keep replacing equipment stolen from this lab every few days, I can only make the security measures a little more thorough."
"Is robbing this place more troublesome than robbing a bank?"
Curt Connors looked around the