The Death Knell

Peter and Jessica went back to the Stark Industries Building, handed the separated LMD Fury to Coulson, and then came out again, ready to find the next machine Fury.

Yes, the mission has changed. He is no longer anxious to find the real Fury. Coulson is more anxious to find the fake Fury and take it back to be destroyed.

I don’t know why, the agents never say why, they are mysterious.

But for the helpful 'good neighbor of the New York people', Spider-Man himself doesn't mind.

Even though it is already late at night, the high-rise buildings in Manhattan are still brightly lit, and everything here seems extremely prosperous, unless you deliberately sneak into the alleys.

Xiaochong felt that this place was much more prosperous and noisy than Queens. The sounds heard here were always very chaotic, making people unable to calm down.

Jessica took the brown paper bag and popped the bottle inside into her mouth, making a bubbly sound.

Then she took off the bottle and took a breath of air-conditioning, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve with her backhand: "Hey, where are we going next? To Flushing? Or across the river? If I had known better, I should have paid by my time."

Peter sighed. He took a few steps along the greenery on the roadside and sat beside a beautifully trimmed small pine flower bed:

"I don't have a clue. I don't know what these Fury robots want to do at the moment. Naturally, I can't judge their action logic and route. Maybe he wants to go to the auto repair shop to add some lubricant at night?"

Treasure Girl also sat next to Peter. The smell of tobacco and alcohol on her body made Peter, who was used to playing with Gwen's sweet-smelling girls, a little bit intolerable. He pressed his nose and twisted his body.

He didn't know why his body had this subconscious reaction, but it was quite embarrassing.

But Jessica didn't care about this. After she dropped out of school and came out to work in the world, she realized that only her own strength was the most reliable, and nothing else mattered.

Even if you are covered in vomit or feces, as long as you can complete the employer's commission, the money you should receive will not be less.

"He wanted to take advantage of the night to go somewhere by taking advantage of his skin color. He couldn't drive or take public transportation, so he deliberately avoided all kinds of surveillance." Jessica squinted her eyes and sniffed her delicate little nose. After a while, she spat to the side: "I have a theory. I wonder if you have noticed that Fury's LMD is wearing a turtleneck sweater."

"Yeah, but what does this mean? He actually reminded me to always have a fire extinguisher at home in the future, and one that my aunt can use easily."

Spider-Man certainly remembered that when the robot's head was knocked off, the sparks ejected from its neck ignited the sweater, causing Tony to mistake it for the Ghost Rider.

The street lights and moonlight made Jessica's long black hair look very charming. She smiled, took another small sip of wine, and winked at Peter:

"It's summer now, and New York has become like a furnace due to the city's air pressure effect. My office has no air conditioning, so I can only open business at night to escape the heat. But Fury's LMD wears a turtleneck sweater and a fur coat in the summer. What do you think of him? Where are you going?”

"Uh... Antarctica? Or Arctic? But it's summer in the northern hemisphere. Many glaciers in the Arctic are melting during this season, which is not suitable for boating. At the same time, this is also the breeding season of polar bears. The mother bear who wants to protect her cubs will change. It has to be extremely aggressive, and the earth’s magnetic field will also change. My intuition tells me that going to the North Pole now is not good for the robot.”

Peter shrank his neck, having no idea what the riddle was, so he could only guess at it.

To be precise, it was a lot of confusion. After he put on the uniform, he felt like he couldn't stop the car when he spoke, and his tongue became much more agile.

But looking at Jessica’s expression now, she doesn’t agree with her point of view at all? So what did she reason about? It seems very confident...

She was obviously the top student when she was in school, but her grades were always bad. Why did she grow up so fast after dropping out?

Treasure Girl coughed, with a speechless expression on her little face:

"I'm not asking you to tell a joke. The robot shouldn't be able to feel hot or cold. The purpose of wearing clothes like that is to use clothes as props to have other effects besides keeping warm. Seriously, stop being funny. Speaking of high Collared sweater, what can you think of?”

"What can I think of..." Peter rubbed his neck and looked up at the night sky, but he could only see a small patch of sky, and more of his vision was obscured by the windows of skyscrapers: "I can only think of It irritates the neck, is allergic to wool, has difficulty swallowing, and can't breathe. By the way, if too many man-made fibers are inhaled into the lungs, it may cause pneumoconiosis, just like those workers in the Soviet asbestos factories of the last century ,them......"

"Stop! I didn't ask you how you feel about wearing a turtleneck sweater!" Jessica hit Peter's ribs with a wine bottle and burped angrily: "Hiccup! I asked you, what kind of occasion are you in?" I will wear a turtleneck sweater, please note, not to keep warm, but to achieve other purposes.”

She has reminded him to this point, hoping that he can understand that when two people act together, they must be able to keep up with each other's thinking, and it is best to have someone to discuss things with.

Jessica knew she had a bit of a reckless personality, and those chemical reagents had permanently changed her, so she needed a companion who could offer some calmer opinions.

Peter was a top student. He really understood. He tapped his palm with his fist:

"Any other purpose? I understand. In fact, my uniform can be regarded as having a very high collar." He pulled the lower edge of his mask, exposing a section of his chin to Jessica, then let go and let it bounce back: " So if I’m going to wear a turtleneck, I’m going to make it stab-resistant or electrified to hold it in place so a supervillain doesn’t crush my windpipe, am I right?”

"To you!"

Jessica couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Peter's leg with a slap, making a sound like a belt.

This made the little insect jump up on the spot as if it had been electrocuted, hissing and inhaling, he said in a painful voice:

"It hurts so much! Why did you hit me? My aunt has never hit me. I don't think there is anything wrong with my logic."

"If you weren't my classmate, I would have knocked you out and left." The girl turned over her hand angrily and hooked her thin white fingers: "Give me your phone."

"Stealing a classmate's cell phone is bullying. Even though you dropped out of school...well, don't look at me with that scary look. Can't I give it to you?" Xiaochong took it out of his trouser pocket. He picked up the broken mobile phone and handed it into the girl's hand. He watched her violently pressing it with a little heartache, and his voice trembled: "Press the screen lightly and be gentle with it. I don't have the money to buy a new one."

Jessica secretly decided not to work with Spider-Man next time, she was so stupid.

He is not a detective at all, but luckily he has an innate advantage in infiltration.

"Don't feel bad about your broken mobile phone. The WIFI in Stark Tower is extremely slow and the Internet is hopelessly slow. Come on, come and take a look at the origin and development history of the turtleneck sweater."