"You mean, you found a coordinate?"

After listening to Matthew's half-truthful retelling, Peter's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"What could it be? Do you know? Peter asked.

"Shhhh

Matthew made a gesture, but he didn't druff his voice down much.

Since the news is going to be released, the more people who hear it, the better.

Matthew then shook his head, "Whatever it is, it must have something to do with my parents' deaths, and I'm going to go there tonight." ”

"But......" Matthew deliberately dragged his voice.

Under Matthew's gaze, Peter's eyes changed from confusion to sorrow, and finally to determination.

"What do I need to do? I'll help! ”

Peter pushed his glasses with a solemn expression.

Since Matthew came to him and said this, he was not prepared to exclude him, so he was a little flattered.

"You should know there are a lot of sentries around us, right?" Matthew is a good one.

"Hmm." Peter nodded.

"Once, I went out at night, and after a lot of effort, I still didn't get rid of the kraft candy. I can't do anything with them, and I need you to help me get their attention. ”

Peter didn't speak, and was already thinking about how to meet Matthew's request.

"And." Matthew continued, "Aunt Mei is also very important, I don't know if I can go back tonight, I need you to help me find an excuse to deal with her." ”

"Huh?" Peter's face was grimacing.

Of the two requirements, the first obviously seems more difficult.

But Peter was troubled by the latter.

He was stumbling, and he didn't have the firmness he had before.

"I'll try my best...... Anything else? ”

"If you have anything else......" Matthew touched his chin, "don't be so cowardly in the face of Flage next time, or forget about Mary Jane?" ”

Peter cut off, and said to himself that he didn't coax it at all, but he had just taken the initiative to throw the doughnut in Fraki's face.

"I won't forget Mary Jane!" Peter insisted.

Matthew didn't force it, shrugged his shoulders, got up and left.

Although he offered to ask Peter for help, he had no intention of involving him.

After all, Peter is still just a child in his eyes, and he just grows up normally like a normal person.

But the scene where Peter confronted Flage and Mary Jane just now made Matthew wonder if he should push him.

The future is destined to be turbulent, and the present is treacherous, even under his own protection, does Peter really have time to live a normal life?

After all, this is the future Spider-Man, and he has become his brother, so he can't wait for Iron Man to teach him to be a superhero, right?

And right now, it's just that opportunity.

The night he got the USB flash drive, he had already taken a cursory look at the contents.

That's a long list of formulas and detailed research logs!

Don't even think about it, it must be about genetic medicine.

After this incident, what if there is a way to make a genetic medicine?

As long as you find a spider to bite him, and then instill in him the belief that "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility", won't Spider-Man come out?

"Seems quite doable...... "Matthew was expectant.

"I'm just a little sorry for my cheap dad's advice. But maybe he really just didn't want Peter to be exposed to bad information? ”

Matthew thought all the way to the high school cafeteria and found Michaela in his old location.

"Do you remember what my father told you?"

Matthew sat across from her and got straight to the point.

"Huh?" Michaela looked around and whispered, "Surely you have discovered something new?" ”

Matthew nodded, ready to speak, but Michaela covered his mouth.

"Don't talk about it here!" Michaela said anxiously.

Matthew broke his hand and said with great certainty: "Don't worry, I've seen it just now, there are no strange people around here, they won't know." ”

As soon as Michaela heard the word "rest assured", she immediately calmed down.

This trust, to be honest, made Matthew feel uneasy, after all, his purpose was not pure.

"Are you going to tell me?" Michaela asked.

Matthew nodded.

He believed that with S.H.I.E.L.D., he was sure that they would receive the message he had passed on through Peter, but he had little confidence in the Sandrasa faction, and he had to tell Michaela again to be safe.

"Wait!"

Ma Ti was about to speak, but was interrupted by Michaela.

She smiled and leaned in and said, "First of all, as long as you tell me, then you must let me help, I don't want to be the kind of person who just keeps secrets and doesn't get involved." ”

Matthew paused, "I was originally here to ask you for help......"

Michaela's smile was even brighter, a little dazzling.

Matthew immediately added: "Don't worry, I won't let you help in vain." If you have anything in the future, I will do my best to help you. ”

Michaela played with her hair, and with a fox-like seductive and cunning expression, she said:

"Oh? That's a lot of help you have to help me. ”

Under her playful gaze, Matthew told all about "The Attic" and the discovery of those numbers.

"I thought your father was a serious scientist, but I didn't expect that he was an LSP like you......"

After listening, Michaela commented.

"Hey!" Matthew protested, "Can you not always be so good at getting to the point?" Let's get down to business? ”

Then, he said that he was going to go to the coordinates tonight, and asked Michaela to help him get there, and by the way, use her excellent driving skills to get rid of the tracker.

"Good!" Michaela agreed and tossed the finished ice cream.

"You help me buy an ice cream first, try your sincerity."

"Aren't you losing weight?"

"You have to take care of it."

……

……

S.H.I.E.L.D.,

Confidential Information Analysis and Processing Center.

A video of Matthew's two conversations was scrolling on the computer screen in the center.

No sound.

At first, even the picture was pixel-style, very blurry.

However, under the hands of many image processing experts, the scrolling video gradually became clear and readable.

After the joint analysis of authoritative lip experts, the content of the conversation is interpreted word for word, and AI voices are generated to supplement it.

Subsequently, the final product was labeled "Confidentiality Level: Level 10" and sent to Director Fury's special computer.

After Nick Fury read it, he called me grass and answered the secretary's phone as soon as possible.

"You go check it out, see who approved Matthew Parker's personal belongings last time, and immediately fire him, and by the way, get a flow of funds to send to the IRS, and let him go to prison for a few years of introspection."

"This son of a bitch idiot!"

Then, he took a sip of coffee and called Black Widow.

"Want to hear something interesting?"

meanwhile

The dimly lit underground laboratory of the Four Demons of Fear.

The noise was wrapped in bandages and was staring at the pile of sonic devices that had been shattered into slag in a daze.

Sandra sat far away, on a manicure.

The sandman is playing in the sand.

The wizard manipulated a metal disc that floated between the three of them.

"It's all ready, important action."

Sandra gave the noise a malicious look, "But we don't have enough people right now."

The wizard smiled coldly and said:

"It's okay, I'll go out this time myself."

The other three were shocked at the same time.

"Is that the thing?"

"Hmm."

At the end of school that day, at Fury's behest, S.H.I.E.L.D. "succeeded" in getting Peter's attention.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Matthew once again got into Michaela's car.

The stage has been set up, and now, just wait for the actors to be in place.

"Let's go, goal, New Jersey!"