It was nearly evening, and most of the employees of Osborne Industries had already left work, but there were many people gathered under the Osborne Building, just like this morning. But none of this is enough to move Harry, and the person who can really move him is already in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Osborne, I'm Agent Phil Coulson of the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, and this is my ID" The tone was gentle, and he looked like a good old man, it was none other than Agent Coulson, an eighth-level agent.

Harry took the card with the eagle logo and looked at it.

"It's very well designed," Harry said.

He returned his papers to squinting and missed him as he walked over.

"Tell my assistant if there's anything," Harry said as he walked out of the Osborne Building without looking back.

Coulson shook his head, there was nothing he could do about Harry.

In the United States, while government departments do seem to have a lot of authority, it is important to think carefully about influential people, even special departments such as S.H.I.E.L.D.

As soon as Harry walked out of the building, he was immediately recognized by the reporters who had been staying there. Reporters swarmed up, with long guns and short guns aimed at Harry. Then the black-clad bodyguard intervened between Harry and the reporter, stopped the reporter, and squeezed him down the steps.

"Mr. Osborne, are you a glider?"

"Don't lie to us, someone took a picture at the scene"

"Yes, and Mr. Max from Osborne Industries"

"Are you a mutant?"

Journalists' questions range from regular to acute, but Harry doesn't care.

"Guys, this is the second time we've met today," Harry said as he stepped into the makeshift podium.

"I just heard someone say I'm a glider, what a bad name, it's like an airplane," Harry complained, and the reporters in the audience laughed.

"About being a superhero"

"Sir, may I tell you if you are a glider or not?" A reporter interrupted Harry.

Harry was a little dissatisfied, but it didn't seem like he was intentional when he looked excited.

"Okay," Harry shrugged, "yes, I'm the one or whatever." "

"Oh-" The reporter who asked the question suddenly shouted excitedly, and said to a person next to him, "I'll just say that my picture is real", he held a photo in his hand, Harry glanced at it, although it was indeed himself who took off his mask at that time, but the pixels were very blurry, and it was really impossible to see if you didn't look closely.

It seems to be a newcomer who has just arrived at the newspaper like Little Spider, Harry guessed.

"Don't give me that nasty name, though, even calling me Peter Pan is better than a glider," Harry said in a loud voice.

The reporters got the information they wanted and left satisfied. Ignoring Coulson's still waiting in the building, Harry left the Osborne building to confirm his suspicions. Arriving in Queens, New York, Harry asked a few passers-by and finally found the home of the little spider.

"Ding Dong" "Ding Dong" Harry pressed the doorbell.

"Peter, go open the door," an old woman's voice sounded.

"Oh, here it is" took off the spider suit, Peter Parker was a good boy, and the change in his voice was the most noticeable.

The "click" door opened.

"Harry, why are you here" The little spider was startled by the sudden arrival of Harry, and his heart was beating non-stop, could it be that Harry recognized him as Spider-Man.

"Why, don't you welcome me," Harry said with a smile as he raised the gift he was carrying.

"Harry, is that you?" At this time, Aunt May came to the door and saw Harry.

"It's me, Aunt May," Harry said.

"Oh, good boy, you're so old," Aunt May said with emotion, hugging Harry and kissing him on the cheek. Suddenly kissed, Harry was a little panicked, but feeling the love of Aunt May's elders, he calmed down.

"Hello, Aunt May," Harry said.

"Come in," Aunt May took the gift Harry had brought and handed it to the little spider, pulling Harry into the house.

"Harry, it's really time for you to come, Aunt May is making barbecue rolls" The little spider retracted her thoughts, put the gifts Harry had brought into the kitchen, and then hurriedly pulled Harry to his room.

Once in the room, the little spider closed the window, then locked the door, and finally looked at Harry with a serious gaze.

"Harry, do you know anything about me?" asked the little spider tentatively.

"Yes," Harry nodded affirmatively.

"What, you really know" The little spider was still a little incredible, he wore a mask when he went out to do chivalry.

"You know, there are several satellites in Osborne Industries, and they accidentally photographed you. But I didn't come to you for such a trivial matter," Harry said unconcernedly.

"Satellite, oh my God" The little spider sat on the bed with his head in distress, this is not good news for him, from now on he should be scared, maybe one day a large group of soldiers will rush into the house to arrest him for experiments and dissections, the little spider shuddered.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't worry too much, see what I find" Harry pulled a USB stick out of his pocket and walked over to Spider's computer and plugged it in.

"I found information about your father," Harry clicked on a video. The little spider heard the sound and came over.

The people in the video are Norman Osborne and Richard Parker, who are discussing Norman's illness in the laboratory, and the spider looks at the familiar faces in the video in a trance.

"Your father used to work at Osborne Industries, and his research with Norman was to use artificially bred spider venom to repair damaged genes in the human body and enhance human fitness," Harry said as he looked at the spider.

"You're saying that the spider abilities I gained were the result of the spider venom that my father developed," the little spider said.

"That's right," Harry said, opening a video again. The video starts playing.

"When the spider venom was about to be completed, your father suddenly discovered that my father had taken contact with the military and was ready to cooperate in the development of a large number of spider venom that can enhance the human body for use in soldiers, but your father had a different idea from him, your father's original intention was only to use it in medicine, so your father made a decision" Harry said this, and Richard Parker's voice came out in the video, "The human DNA I injected into the spider's body is my own, that is, there is no me or no my blood, Spider venom doesn't work. ”

Richard Parker would never have imagined that Osborne Industries' network was only transmitted in this way, and as long as it was the hardware in Osborne's industrial system, the transmission of information would inevitably pass through Harry's central manager.

"In other words, what my father did back then was because he didn't agree with your father?" Little Spider said, hearing this, he suddenly had to feel a little guilty, and the research results of that year only worked on him in the end.

"That's what I thought, but hearing this changed my naïve thinking," Harry clicked on the last audio on the USB stick.