A Certain Marvel Super Player

Put it this way.

Among the phone signal data that George obtained, George originally thought that he could find some loopholes in Locke. If not, he followed the clues and found the damn alcoholic who secretly sold alcohol to minors through Locke's phone data. dealer.

As a result, the wild boar could no longer buy alcohol, and George felt that he would be happier than if he had given up drinking.

but……

What did he see?

Two o'clock and one line, plus three o'clock and one line on weekends cannot be a regular life.

From Monday to Friday, Locke's signal is only active at Midtown University and Star Building. On weekends, a Long Island location will be added.

This left George speechless.

Yesterday, after Locke and Gwen came back, George actually thought that the data was fake. After all, Locke was rich, and the wild boar seemed to have good computer skills. Therefore, George carefully verified with Gwen. Pass.

Gwen shattered his fantasy.

Because Gwen also said that her and Locke's life was already so regular, and she also let George relax. Although she already lived with Locke, she would ensure that she would see him every weekend, just like Helen every weekend. Every weekend I would take my family to Long Island to see my grandparents.

George was immediately heartbroken.

Then, there is no more.

actually……

If George had been half a month earlier, or even a month earlier, he would probably have seen different data results. George actually guessed correctly, and the data was indeed fake.

In a sense, it is fake.

However, this data is true, but it is just because the mission requires it. The mission requires Locke to be calm, so what can be more calm than two points and one line?

The Queen!

An abandoned port.

"dog Dog Dog!"

"Up, up, up!"

"NYPD!"

"NYPD!"

With the brunt of the door-breaking hammer, there was a roar. After the door-breaking hammer came into play, the iron door in front of it fell inward, and the prepared New York Police Department SWAT team members rushed in with weapons in hand. In an abandoned warehouse.

The next second!

"puff!"

"ah!"

"what?"

"Shet!"

"over there!"

"Puff puff!"

"Ceasefire!"

"Ceasefire!"

As the special service captain removed the sticky white stuff stuck on his face, he roared angrily as he watched the unlucky rats being beaten to pieces under the firepower of his team members.

moment.

The gunfire stopped.

Enter the eyes.

The wall on the second floor of the warehouse was very bloody, and underneath were the corpses of a few unlucky rats and a few spiders.

The kind that's still warm.

at this time.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Woo!"

The special service captain raised his right hand and made it into a fist, signaling for everyone to boo. Then, from somewhere deep in the warehouse, the sound coming from somewhere, the whining sound that seemed to be made after being kidnapped, became very clear.

"over there!"

The special service captain's eyes lit up, he pointed in the direction of the sound, turned his head and shouted, then nodded towards his team members and waved: "Dogs!"

moment.

A group of special service members formed an attack camp and headed towards the direction where the sound came from just now.

soon.

When the special service captain led the team members to turn around, he stopped when he saw Cindy Moon, who was tied to the bed with a strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth after seeing the machine.

"George..."

"I am here."

"Hostage found."

"What?"

Dissuaded by Beckett from outside and prevented from risking his life, George was slightly startled when he heard the voice coming from the intercom. Then, after looking at each other with Beckett, he ran directly towards the warehouse. .

Beckett saw this: "George..."

Just now, when the gunfire sounded in the warehouse, George planned to rush in, but she stopped him.

The reason for the obstruction was not only because George was her friend, but also because of George's current level.

However, it’s not because of fear or worry, it’s simply because these days, there are very few senior executives in the New York Police Department who have climbed up step by step. Among the current senior executives of the New York Police Department, only George knows them. What do these frontline police detectives need most?

so……

If something happens to George, not only will he not be able to explain to Gwen and Helen, but it will even make the current good situation of the New York Police Department go back to the past.

That's not okay.

Therefore, after Beckett came to his senses, he hurriedly ran forward, and then, without any explanation, asked George to stand behind him and entered the warehouse first.

Although the SWAT team had just sent a safety signal, there was nothing wrong with being careful. After all, in the hearts of frontline police officers and detectives, George was a real high-level person who wanted to sincerely protect him.

Come closer.

"Cindy Moon?"

George looked at the woman who was being carefully untied by two special service members. She was obviously not in a good mental state and seemed a little panicked and confused. He matched the missing photos he saw at that time and confirmed again: "Cindy... Mu En?"

Cindy Moon, who looked flustered, raised her head and looked at George in a panic: "It's...it's me."

George breathed a sigh of relief.

at the same time……

Secretly said damn it.

Frankly speaking, when he was in the interrogation room just now, Peter Parker's panicked and innocent expression really made him think that he might have really wronged him.

at the moment?

The witnesses and physical evidence are there.

In the past, Nick Fury also said that Locke was a typical antisocial element. However, George did not know whether Locke was an antisocial element. However, he was certain that Peter Parker was an antisocial element.

There is no doubt about that!

After all, if you can say that you are innocent in front of him with an innocent face and sincere eyes, if you are not called an antisocial element, then what can be called an antisocial element?

Beckett also put away the gun in his hand, put it back on his waist, helped Cindy Moon who was trying to get out of bed, and quickly hugged Cindy Moon who seemed a little weak: "It's okay. You are rescued."

While comforting Cindy Moon, Beckett's eyes noticed several things beside the bed.

"George."

"Um."

George's eyes fell on the blood pump and blood bag over there, and he nodded: "I saw it."

Cindy Moon still had needle marks on her arm.

There is still blood in the blood bag.

Beckett frowned, as if he thought of something, and touched the blood bag with his hand. He was slightly startled, then turned to look at George: "It's still hot."

George said in a deep voice: "There are also accomplices."

But it's definitely gone now.

George squeezed the sticky stuff on his hand that the special service captain had just handed over.

Or spider silk.

At that time, it was because several special service captains were confused by this thing. Then, they subconsciously saw the mice and spiders at the window, thought they were under attack, and fired directly.

Fifteen minutes later.

The ambulance from New Amsterdam Hospital arrived.

"Mo En."

When Beckett carried Cindy Moon into the ambulance, he asked Cindy Moon, whose mental state had obviously improved after entering the ambulance: "Do you remember anything?"

Cindy Moon was silent for a while and nodded.

"What is it?"

Beckett's eyes lit up as he asked, and then repeated: "Don't worry, you are safe now, I assure you."

"Peter Parker!"

"Um?"

Cindy Moon raised her head, pursed her lips, looked at Beckett and said, "He said, he said, his name is Peter Parker. Then, I wanted to run, but he caught me and said he needed my blood. Resurrection of someone?"

Beckett raised his eyebrows and turned to look at George standing outside the ambulance.

The next second.

Beckett seemed to have thought of something and found his mobile phone. Then, he found a photo of Peter Parker, turned the screen over and pointed it at Cindy Moon: "Moon, is this this person?"

Cindy looked at Peter Parker on the screen, and then nodded: "Yes, that's him, but he was wearing a very funny clothes, bright red, very much like the color of blood."

It's really him.

Beckett put away the phone and looked at George.

George nodded: "Beckett, you follow over, I'll wait for the evidence team to come over, and then you'll come back after Ryan and Esposito go to the hospital."

Beckett nodded: "Okay."

This is just great.

kidnapping.

Unlawful imprisonment.

Disturbing public order.

Intentional bodily harm.

These four charges are a sure thing.

No more running.

George returned to the warehouse, looked up and looked at the too many spider webs above the warehouse, and a feeling of disgust arose spontaneously.

damn it.

Why is it a spider again!

Less than ten days have passed since the spider disaster that made New Yorkers talk about spiders. It has not yet faded away. It seems that something related to spiders has emerged.

What a pest.

George thought in his heart.

at this time.

The phone rings.

"I'm George!"

"Sir."

Ryan's voice rang on the other end of the phone. Ryan, who was in the office, looked at a man not far away wearing sunglasses and holding a cane. He was obviously blind but claimed to be a lawyer. He said to George on the phone. : "Sir, Peter Parker's lawyer is here and wants to meet with Peter Parker."

"lawyer?"

"Yes."

"Is it TNT again?"

"No."

Ryan looked at the business card in his hand: "He is from Nelson Murdock Law Firm. I checked and the registered address is in the Hell's Kitchen community. He said that he came here on behalf of May Parker."

Not from TNT.

wrong.

Even if TNT's lawyer comes over, George is still confident about the success rate of this case.

"Let him go."

"good!"

"..."