I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

When Gwen Stacy finally had some ideas about what she was investigating, she walked out of the breakfast shop with two bagels and chuckled. She was surprised to find two police officers surrounding the blue Corvette. In front of the sports car, he gave orders in a bad tone.

"Get out of the car!" Right in front of the girl, the professor was roughly ordered by the New York police, "Hold your head with your hands and lie down on the car!"

Although Raymond's face was as calm as water, at this moment, he had already thought of all the possibilities. In fact, that day he asked Obadiah Stan's secretary at Tony Stark's beautiful Razor Mansion. When he replied "Fuck you", he had already thought that the other party would do something to him.

"Okay." The professor's voice remained calm, and he shrugged to express his helplessness - in a world where superheroes exist, one of the qualities you need to have to survive is to be calm. In accordance with the standard procedure of being inspected by the police, he slowly opened the car door with his left hand under the gaze of the police, then spread his hands flat where the police could see him, and slowly got out of the car.

"Put your head in your hands, didn't you hear?" The arrogant New York policeman still seemed dissatisfied with him - these ethnic minorities are usually the best targets to bully. He put his left hand on the professor's shoulder and pushed him rather arrogantly. Pushing and trying to press Raymond against the car.

American police officers usually enforce the law in two pairs. At this time, his companion was standing next to him, as if he was ignoring this rough behavior.

"Hey, officer." Despite being pushed, Raymond still maintained a calm and steady tone, "Calm down, you haven't told me why you want to check on me."

"Where's all this nonsense!" The policeman smashed the hood of the sports car with his fist, "Get down! Hand me your driver's license!"

The most common identification documents in the United States are a driver's license and a social security card.

"I can't lie down and hand you my driver's license at the same time." The professor put his head in his hands, turned around, and gave the police a formal smile: "Also, officer, I may need my lawyer."

"Find your mother's lawyer!" As if he was irritated, the policeman's hand suddenly became a little stronger, as if he was trying to force the professor to kneel down with the hand on his shoulder.

However, Raymond remained motionless. In fact, he had always had the habit of practicing mixed martial arts on a daily basis - this was due to his hobby of reading hot-blooded comics as a child - so his physical fitness and reflexes were stronger than ordinary people.

At this time, pedestrians on the street gradually gathered around the luxury car. Seeing this good show of Asian elites confronting two white policemen, the policeman who wanted to humiliate Raymond felt that he had been provoked and suddenly became angry. He suddenly swung a punch and hit Raymond hard on the stomach. The unprepared Raymond was hit and bent over, but before he had time to react, the next punch came towards Raymond. His face was swung towards him, but Raymond, who was clutching his stomach just a second ago, slightly tilted his head and dodged it.

Everyone around was surprised by the Asian man's reaction. The policeman who punched hard staggered forward a few steps because his fist was missed, and his neck was red with anger. Turning around, she clenched her fists and stared at him fiercely, intending to teach this Asian a lesson. Raymond also raised his head and stared directly at the policeman. He had long been unhappy with these brutal and violent policemen. The heavy punch he just received undoubtedly aroused the anger in his heart.

At this tense moment, Raymond suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure walking through the crowd to the front row. The surprise and nervousness in the girl's eyes instantly pulled Raymond away from the edge of an angry outburst. return.

No, we can't make things worse.

The professor knew very well that Gwen would not sit idly by if the trouble continued like this. No matter what, he couldn't involve Gwen in this matter.

Raymond resumed his awkward smile and said to the policeman who came angrily at him: "I'm sorry, officer, you don't need to find a lawyer. Take me first..." Before he finished speaking, Raymond's He received a solid punch on the face, knocking him directly to the ground. His gold-rimmed glasses were thrown out and broke in half on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the policeman's leather shoes kicked Raymond in the abdomen like a storm. If this were normal, even if there was no absolute chance of winning, he would never let these guys bully him like this, but now, he couldn't resist...

Gwen threw the bagel aside and was about to quietly retreat into the dark alley on the street, but she saw Raymond suddenly raised his head and gave him an order with extremely oppressive eyes:

"don't want!"

Seeing the professor's eyes like that for the first time, Gwen was stunned.

"That's almost it, Enises Wilson!" The policeman who stood aside and watched coldly with his arms folded finally spoke, "Don't forget what you said above. He will be completely disabled and we won't be able to explain it when the time comes."

When the policeman named Wells heard this, he curled his lips, retracted his hand angrily, roughly pulled the professor up from the ground, threw him into the police car, and drove away.

Gwen Stacy walked to the car and picked up the glasses that were broken in half from the ground. Then she raised her head and looked in the direction of the police with a frown.

----Dividing line----

"Okay, Mr. Raymond Xu." The lawyer in a suit and tie in front of him read out the charges to him in a pretentious tone. "From your car, the police officers found $2,400. According to the civil forfeiture regulations, you were charged. There is a suspicion of selling illegal drugs. In addition, according to internal reports from Stark Industries, your laboratory is suspected of illegally manufacturing raw materials for illegal drugs. Do you have anything to say about this?"

"I'm going to call the Stark Industries Legal Department. This is my right." Raymond, who was bruised and bruised, sighed. He was already sure that Obadiah had done something to him - but as the professor said In that way, Obadiah only knows some of the lowest and most ineffective communication methods, which is why he looks like a clown in front of Tony Stark.

The lawyer in front of him wanted to refuse, but Raymond's eyes drifted to the camera above the police station's interrogation room. He thought again and again and felt that the Stark Industries Legal Department would not be of much help according to Mr. Obadiah's instructions, so he nodded. The policeman outside the door came in and handed the phone to Raymond.

"You can fight here." The police officer said firmly.

Raymond took the phone, touched the buttons, entered the number from his memory, and then made the call.

"Jingle Bell--"

Gwen Stacy hurriedly reached for the table and answered the phone.

"Hey, Gwen." It was the voice of my friend Betty, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"My... mentor was taken away by the police." Gwen repeatedly considered her current relationship with Raymond for a long time, and finally gave this answer, "Betty, can you help me find out what happened to him? ?"

"You...mentor?" Betty expressed disbelief on the phone, her voice rising an octave, "Gwen, when did you find yourself a mentor?"

Betty's tone was as surprised as if Gwen Stacy had found herself a boyfriend.

"I just entered his laboratory recently, and he said that working on a project with him would help me get rid of my academic warning." Although he hadn't officially entered the laboratory yet, Gwen decided to put it more briefly, "But he was dismissed this morning. The police beat me and took me away.”

"Beat by the police?" Betty's tone showed surprise. As an investigative reporter, she has a natural sense of smell - this kind of news usually attracts the most attention through citizens being violently enforced by the NYPD. She cheered up: "Did your mentor do anything illegal?"

Gwen thought about it carefully. Raymond Xu looked like an ordinary law-abiding citizen. Although he was in the whirlpool of Stark Industries, he swore by his spider sense that Raymond Xu would not He is the kind of person who violates social order and good customs. After being silent for a few seconds, she tried to sound firmer: "As far as I know, he didn't."

"That's good!" Gwen felt as if Betty on the other side of the phone was about to jump for joy. "I'll push this news up immediately... No, I mean, I'll push forward the investigation immediately. Don't worry, Gwen, I will horse……"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Before she finished speaking, Betty hung up the phone. Gwen still frowned and slowly put down the phone. The blonde girl took a deep breath, and after thinking about it, she took off her coat and put on her hood - and then Spider-Woman jumped out of the dark and gloomy alley again.

----Dividing line----

Raymond was sitting on the narrow iron bed in the cell, rubbing his eyebrows with his left hand. The bruise on his face was still aching - the black policeman was really harsh.

"Click——"

The cell door was opened, and a man in a suit and tie walked in, but Raymond didn't raise his head - he knew that the person who appeared in the cell at this time was probably Obadiah's secretary.

"Mr. Raymond." The other party was polite, but Raymond still had no desire to raise his head. "I'm sorry that we met here, but you did something you shouldn't have done and said something you shouldn't have said. This is just A little lesson for you.”

"Really? The only way you can do it is to pay people to put eye drops on others?" Raymond didn't look at all flustered by being beaten up and put in a cell. Instead, he seemed a little leisurely and contented, and even said It was a joke.

"It seems that your attitude is - please let me borrow a saying from your home country, you will not be punished with a toast."

"Hey." Raymond laughed, "Do you still understand this? You are indeed a top student at Columbia University."

"Mr. Raymond Xu, let me ask you one last time..." Obadiah's secretary still maintained the utmost patience.

But Raymond directly interrupted his speech and joked: "Eating one more bowl of rice will make you fat. If you ask again, I will only gain the happiness of laughing at you."

"I understand." The secretary nodded, "It seems that your loyalty to Tony Stark is unshakable."

The secretary walked out of the cell and at the same time glanced towards the door. Soon, two policemen with big muscles and round waists squeezed in. They looked at Professor Xu, who was sitting leisurely on the iron bed, with the eyes of a butcher looking at the meat on the cutting board.

Just as the NYPD police officers, or the thugs paid by Obadiah, were flexing their knuckles to demonstrate against Professor Xu, a police superintendent hurried over and pushed the two of them away.

Professor Xu clearly saw that there was sweat on the policeman's forehead, and he seemed to be running in a hurry.

"Asshole, what are you going to do? Let him go!"