The Death Knell

"You two have a good relationship."

Peter had just sent Harry up to the attic with a slap in the face, and when he returned to his bedroom and closed the door with a smile, he heard a hoarse and deep voice coming from behind him.

He was immediately startled.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the death knell had appeared again in the night. He was sitting on his computer chair with his legs crossed and slowly spinning.

"Mr. Wilson, you almost scared me to death. Even if Wade wanted to suddenly appear behind me, the stench would reveal his location, but how did you even hide my spider sense?"

Xiaochong relaxed a lot after seeing that he was an acquaintance, and even rolled his eyes and reached out to open the computer case.

If you say you want to help Harry find his father, you have to take action. According to Xiaochong's more than ten years of experience as an otaku, the first step in searching for information should be to post on various online forums.

You should pay attention to privacy on the Internet, but you should also rely on the wisdom of netizens. First of all, you should give your post a title that is as attractive as possible.

For example, ‘Where should I find my friend’s father if he is lost? Waiting online, quite urgent. ’

But Deathstroke occupied his computer chair. He thought about it and tentatively sat on Deathstroke's lap...

There's nothing I can do. There's only one chair in the room. I'm in a hurry to use the computer now, and the Internet access on my broken mobile phone is super slow.

"Hey! Why did you become so gay after being resurrected?" Su Ming picked him up, got out of the way and put him back down: "There is also your problem. As an older brother, you are better than your younger cousin. Isn’t it common sense to be younger?”

Peter took a deep breath and nodded slowly:

"No wonder I always feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten something. Then Mr. Wilson, do you know how I died? I only remember that I was punched by a big purple-skinned alien, and then another The monkey-like alien slashed a few times, and then everything went dark."

Deathstroke sat on the edge of the bed, asked Strangler to open the window, and took out a cigarette to light it:

"It's quite complicated to say. You and the Avengers fought against aliens. First you were violently beaten with fists, feet and swords, and then you were hit by cosmic energy rays. You suffered fractures all over your body, heavy bleeding, and incontinence... .”

"Hey, did I die so miserably?" Peter showed a disgusted expression.

"No, actually you didn't die after what happened, you just fell into a coma. But Wade gave you artificial respiration at that time. People in a coma cannot use willpower to resist the body's instinctive reaction, so that tongue kiss caused you to vomit , so you drowned in vomit."

Su Ming told the cruel truth, couldn't bear to close his eyes, and reached out to pat the boy on the back, as if to comfort him and express his condolences.

But for some reason, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"!!!"

As soon as he said this, the Peter was obviously hit hard.

It's not that he dislikes Deadpool for being unhygienic, but he feels disillusioned. He once fantasized about kissing one of the girls he had crushes on, but now, the faces of the girls in his mind have been replaced by Deadpool's. dried avocado.

"Sorry, but those of you who became fly ash will have new bodies after resurrection, so you can pretend that it didn't happen. And I came here this time to ask you if you remember what happened after you, but It seems you don’t know as much as I do.”

Deathstroke blew a smoke ring towards the ceiling and shook his head slowly:

"Let's get back to what's going on now. I think you are planning to help find Harry's father?"

"Do you know Harry too?" Peter's attention was drawn back, and he forced himself not to think about the scene of his tragic death: "That's right, his family is rich after all, and Wade should also regard him as a potential employer. Yes, but what you said reminded me, maybe I can ask someone to help find Uncle Norman."

Su Ming held down Xiaochong's hand that was about to take out the phone, and lowered his crossed legs: "Stop doing useless work, Norman Osborne is dead."

"How could it be?!" Peter frowned, as if complaining about the injustice of fate: "Uncle Norman is a good man, he often invites me to his house to play, and gives me gifts every Christmas. Who killed him? he?"

"I don't know, I just know that he is dead." Su Ming did not mean to confess. He flicked the cigarette ashes aside and looked up at the chandelier: "Because he is the Green Goblin."

As soon as these words came out, Peter fell silent.

There were all kinds of denials and possibilities in his mind, but with the clues and connections, he finally found the answers to many questions, and only Uncle Norman was the answer that the Green Goblin could explain.

There's some conflict between being Spider-Man and being Peter Parker, and he's pretty bland when it comes to knowing the Green Goblin's death, because while he doesn't kill people, he doesn't stop others from killing bad guys either.

Captain America is a murderer, and he doesn't think he can be more upright than Captain America.

But now that he knows that the identity of the Green Goblin is his acquaintance, this feeling is different. There is some sadness after being deceived, some confusion at being overwhelmed, and more emotions that are difficult to describe in words, with mixed feelings in his heart.

All this left him speechless.

"There's nothing to think about. Strictly speaking, your parents were forced to death by him, but that's all a grudge between adults, and you don't need to know too much." Su Ming saw his distracted look and took it from his pocket. He took out a bottle of soda, unscrewed it, put it in his mouth and drank it.

In fact, this is not the case. As SHIELD agents, the Parkers died in Hydra's assassination. It really had nothing to do with Norman. On the contrary, they stole the information of Osborn Industries.

The drowning feeling awakened Peter. He heard a few keywords and couldn't help but get excited.

"Ahem! Are you talking about my parents?"

Xiaochong jumped up from the computer chair, holding the soda bottle tightly in his hand.

"Yes, but I won't say anything more. You just need to know that Harry is your good friend. The mistakes and grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with you, otherwise the chains of hatred will spread indefinitely. "

Su Ming, who deliberately left half of his words, spread his hands. The cold wind from the window blew into the room, and the smoke from the cigarette was quickly blown away.

Xiaochong pursed his lips hard, but still took a long breath and sat back on the chair:

"You're right. In fact, I have always been thinking about what kind of people my parents would be, and why would they not want me? Others have parents, why don't I? But later, I became sensible, and I learned from my uncle and aunt There’s no shortage of love there, and I’m not an inferior orphan.”

"It's a fact that you are an orphan, but whether you are inferior to others depends on you." Deathstroke put out the cigarette butt and put it away, pointing at the computer: "Look, Wade sent you a message, and he invited you to play a game. "

Just like Su Ming said, the computer automatically logged into the Wilson gaming platform after it was turned on, and now Deadpool's red and black profile picture was flashing wildly in the message box.

Peter lowered his head to think, then raised his head after a moment: "Do you mean that I should play less games, study hard, and contribute to society in the future to gain a social status like Mr. Stark?"

"No, what I mean is that you can play games with Wade, pick up girls with Tony, and do heroic things with your crush girlfriends. You can do whatever you want, because you are Spider-Man and you are already in the circle of high-level humans. ”

Su Ming smiled and said very realistic words. Power is such a practical thing.