American comics: Extracting the immortality of cancer cells at the beginning

(Take a day off tomorrow)

When Peter got home, Aunt May was preparing the ingredients. When she heard Peter coming in, she cut the meatballs and said.

"Are you back, Peter? I'm going to cook meatball spaghetti..."

"Really? Meatball spaghetti?"

"Don't you like meat... Oh my God, what happened to your face?"

Aunt May turned her head and found the blood on Peter's face, and asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I just fell while skateboarding..."

While Peter was talking, Uncle Ben in the back room just came out with a box of things.

"Hey, Ben... Don't even think about putting that cardboard box in my kitchen!"

"This is my bowling trophy, oh Peter, what happened to you?"

At this time, Uncle Ben naturally noticed the wound on Peter's face.

"He fell down... I really don't understand why you like to play those things."

"Because it's exciting and dangerous. Remember we had exciting things before?"

Uncle Ben glanced at Peter, who was evasive, and knew that the matter was not simple, so he made up for Peter.

"I don't remember..."

Aunt May was stubborn.

"That really happened."

"Where is the water wet?"

Peter saw a large puddle of water on the ground and asked curiously.

"I'll show you... There won't be so much water on the condenser chassis and heat exchange tubes. There must be something wrong with the delivery pipe. This is the only reasonable explanation."

Uncle Ben took Peter to the attic and came to a refrigerator and took him to analyze it.

"Can you fix it?"

"Not tonight, I'll go buy parts tomorrow."

"Now, put it on your face first."

Uncle Ben took an ice pack out of the refrigerator and threw it to Parker.

"How is the opponent?"

Peter was a little confused by Uncle Ben's words... How did he know that he had a fight?

"Please, it's a right cross fist at first glance... Should I find the other party's father to talk?" Uncle Ben patted Peter's shoulder and said earnestly. "No need." Peter refused with ice on his face. The school bully is not in the same league as him, so this will only make things worse... Moreover, if Gwen knows about it, this way of finding the parents will obviously be more embarrassing. "Well, it's better not to tell Aunt May, she will be scary when she is angry... By the way, come up and see if there is anything worth keeping." Following Uncle Ben's words, Peter walked to the desk that was already covered with a thick layer of dust, and looked through some old things in the desk drawer with memories. These things have always been one of the few connections between him and his parents, but since he grew up, he has rarely come to the attic to see them. As he fumbled, suddenly, his hand touched a strange object-a gray briefcase. It was pressed under several old books and sundries, and seemed to have been forgotten for a long time. After seeing the logo on the briefcase that belonged to his father, Parker's eyes flashed back to a memory.

When he was a child, they happened to go out on a rainy day. He sat in the car with his parents. His father was driving the car, and his mother was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the same briefcase in her hand.

Is there any secret?

He slowly unzipped the zipper. The smell of the briefcase was a bit old, with a trace of retro history.

Peter opened the bag, which contained several yellowed documents and some old photos. His heartbeat began to accelerate, and a thought flashed through his mind-

This is definitely his father's relic, but why haven't I seen it?

So Peter took the briefcase and walked down the attic and came to Aunt May and Uncle Ben.

When Aunt May and Uncle Ben saw the familiar briefcase, they looked at each other in surprise, and then Uncle Ben said:

"I had forgotten that the thing belonged to your father... He asked us to keep it well, and now it should be in your hands."

At this time, Aunt May's eyes revealed some nostalgia.

"This briefcase was seen by your father in the window of a leather shop on Ninth Avenue... He was only 19 years old at the time."

"Guess who sold it to him?"

"I don't know."

Peter shook his head. He really knew very little about his parents.

"They met because of this... Have you seen what's inside?

"It doesn't seem to be anything important inside..."

"Okay, Peter, you can take it back to your room first, maybe you can find something."

"But there is a photo here, do you know who the person next to him is?"

Uncle Ben took the photo and immediately recognized that it was Dr. Connors, who is currently working at the Osborn Group, but... He thought about it again and again, but still didn't say it.

"Your father is secretive, that should be a colleague of your father. ”"Okay, I'll check it out."

So, Peter, with his desire to explore the unknown, immediately returned to the room and locked the door.

Peter sorted out a pair of glasses, a few pencils, a work ID and a pair of glasses from his briefcase.

This pair of glasses was exactly what his father had been wearing.

Seeing this, Peter took off his contact lenses and put on his father's glasses... He found that the degree of their eyesight was almost the same.

Peter continued to search.

Suddenly, he saw a secret compartment in the briefcase. Through a special zipper, Peter opened it and found a large stack of documents inside.

The content of the document was a research report on genetic recombination technology, which was full of complex scientific terms, and Peter could not fully understand these terms.

But a familiar name came into view-Richard Parker.

Peter's eyes widened slightly, and he always felt that he was one step closer to the truth of his parents' disappearance, so he continued to look through these documents.

Just below the last page of the document, he saw a sketch full of equations, with a few lines of scribbled notes next to it, and a line of specially marked red titles.

"00 Decay Rate Algorithm"

Seeing this unfamiliar formula, Peter raised his eyebrows, immediately grabbed the document and walked to the computer to search for the relevant words on it.

However, no matter how he searched, those keywords seemed to sink into the sea, and no entries were displayed.

Just when Peter felt discouraged, his door was suddenly knocked.

"Can I come in?"

It was Uncle Ben's voice.

Peter walked up and opened the door, but his mind was immersed in the photo of his father and someone.

Since there is no keyword in this file, how about looking for someone?

"Peter, after wearing these glasses, you look almost exactly like him... You know, when you were 10 years old, I couldn't teach you to do your homework anymore."

"I just want to say that I know it's hard without your father around, and we rarely talk about them."

"It doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Peter put down the photo in his hand and looked at Uncle Ben.

"How can it be okay... I hope to change all this. In fact, that person is called Connors."

They have worked together for many years and are good friends, but we haven't seen him since your father's accident. He didn't even call or visit... The so-called warmth and coldness of human feelings. "

Hearing this, Peter quickly entered Connors' name into the search bar of the e-commerce website and clicked.

Then, a largest and top entry appeared in front of Peter.

"Curt Connors, works for Osborne Enterprises, a genetics expert."

Seeing this name, Peter's eyes flashed with surprise.

Osborne?

Isn't that Harry's company?