Chapter 202: They're just kids, aren't they?
Mary Jane froze when she heard Peter's words.
"Someone. Took the notebook ahead of time? β
She was a little confused that anyone would be interested in a mediocre diary.
"Yes, it's strange to say, but before I got to your father's apartment, he was attacked and fell to the ground."
Peter didn't hide it from her, "I'll keep looking, whoever it is."
There was a look of danger in his eyes, "He won't leave my palm." β
"Ugh"
Mary Jane wanted to say that if she couldn't find it, forget it, but when she saw Peter's serious gaze, she swallowed what she wanted to say.
"I'm sorry, Peter, I caused everything to me."
Mary Jane apologized again to Peter.
"No, don't mind, MJ, after all, your father was a bit miserable by me."
"That man of his, he's a lunatic, and if he hadn't divorced my mother now, maybe he would have been able to get me out of school and bring me home."
Mary Jane said of her bastard father, "He had called the school more than once before, and he was to blame for what had happened to him now. β
"Most of the time, I even wonder, why do I have such a father? I'd rather not have a father myself. β
As soon as she said this, she immediately realized that there was something wrong with her statement.
It seems that Peter has been fatherless since he was a child?
Sneaking a peek at Peter, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was nothing unusual about the other party.
Knowing that Gwen was waiting for Peter outside, Mary Jane took the initiative to say goodbye to Peter, although she was a little concerned.
"Anyway, thank you, Peter, I. I still have to go to the drama club, so I have to go first, and call me if there's something. β
She smiled and nodded at Peter, then turned to leave.
Peter watched her back disappear before turning to Gwen outside.
Meanwhile.
The sunset dyed red in the evening set and stained the green grass on the ground.
Captain America walked along the trail of Maple Grove National Cemetery and headed inside.
In this cemetery, almost all of the soldiers buried in the War Department have died since World War II.
Although not as large as Arlington National Cemetery, it is one of the few cemeteries in New York that commemorates the fallen of the fallen soldiers.
Steve. Wearing a gray Dodgers baseball cap and an inconspicuous outfit, Rogers walked deeper into the cemetery.
In the end, he stopped in front of the two tombstones that were close together, and stood still, staring at the two broken tombstones in front of him, and was speechless for a long time.
"Captain, it's not easy to find you."
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.
Steve didn't look back, he knew someone was standing there.
Behind the tombstone, Nick, who has a "boiled egg" bald head. Fury, slowly walking towards him.
"I'm Nick. Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Captain, you've been delving into modern knowledge these days, you should have heard of this name, right? β
Nick introduces himself to him.
"Sorry, first heard."
Steve didn't give him that face.
"Well, that means you don't know enough about modern society."
Nick Fury shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively.
He looked at the tombstone that Captain America was staring at and said, "William. Lensnat, the name, as I remember, was a combat hero. β
Steve nodded, "Yes, William. Ronsnart, who was the only American on a British heroic team in World War II, who had suffered a crushing defeat but still fought for his comrades, I respect him, he deserves to be respected. β
As he spoke, his gaze looked at another tombstone, "Jeff. Mance, who had been through the war years in the rear, fighting Nazi spies and the opposition, was a good friend of my buddy Bucky, and although he didn't go deep into enemy lines, he saved the lives of many Americans, including me. β
Nick. Fury nodded, "There is one thing in common, and that is that they have both been Captain America. β
Nick. Fury said something that stunned Steve.
He didn't know the secret, and there were other people who served as Captain America?
Without waiting for Steve to ask, Nick. Fury suddenly asked him, "Did you know that President Kennedy was buried here?" Captain Rogers. β
"I know."
"Actually, you have to walk this way to get there."
Nick. Fury said to him with a calm expression: "This arrangement is appropriate, because these people saved his life, when he first ran for Congress. β
"William. Lunsnat sacrificed himself to save him, and when he died he used your shield, Jeff. Mance took the shield and continued to protect the president in the shadows to finish Ransnart's unfinished business. β
"These are highly classified, and ordinary people would not have thought that Captain America would have been with them for a long time until this society no longer needs him."
Nick. Fury turned his head and said to him, "The world, the crisis we face, Captain Rogers, people need you again. β
Steve didn't answer him, but continued to stare at the two tombstones in front of him.
His expression was a little heavy, and he didn't expect that after his "death", two old friends would take over the heavy responsibility in this way.
After a moment of silence, he said to the other party, "But something has changed in this world, hasn't it?" We started down the wrong path. β
"The world is changing faster than you think, Captain, there are some careerists who have indeed reversed course, but it's our job to take out these mother-messing bastards and make the world a little cleaner."
He clapped his hands as he spoke.
A woman stepped out not far from behind him.
Steve looked at the woman's eyebrows, and the other party looked a little like the woman he owed a dance.
"It's your shield."
Nick. Fury gestured to Sharon. Carter took Captain America's shield from the box.
"You should have it with you, and"
Nick. Fury paused for a moment and said to him, "I think people should know about Captain America's return." β
"No, I don't think it's the right time."
Steve refused.
"Then move out of where you live now, Captain, it's not for you."
"Why not?"
Realizing that the group might be stalking him, Steve's expression was a little unpleasant.
"Gwen. Stacy is Spider-Woman. β
Nick. Fury utters something that shocks Captain America again.
"She's Spider-Woman?"
"Yes, even though she is a high school student, she has the ability to make her one of the most dangerous people in the world."
Nick. Fury continued to say to him: "Peter. Parker, is the more dangerous one, believe me, captain, he is several times more dangerous than Spider-Woman. β
"But they're just kids, aren't they?"
After digesting the shocked information, Steve was silent for a moment and said to him, "It's just a child who is not yet a child." β
"You're naΓ―ve, Captain."
Nick. Fury shook his head, "Don't make the mistake of empiricism, like you standing in front of me, who would believe that you would be an eighty-something old man." β
"Captain."
After teasing the bad-looking captain, he said to Steve: "I think the most important thing in modern society is to never be deceived by appearances, this society trust is extremely cheap. β
Steve didn't speak, just looked at the shield in his hand and was speechless for a long time.
The last remnants of the sunset fell, elongating the figures of the two.
"Peter, where's Mr. Maclane?"
In the evening, Uncle Ben noticed that Steve had not come to dinner, and asked Peter suspiciously.
"He said to visit an old friend and might be late."
Peter tasted the roast beef with potatoes made by Aunt Mei as he replied to Uncle Ben.
"He's your friend? Peter. β
Aunt Mei suddenly asked him.
"Well, to be exact, it should be Gwen's distant relative, who is temporarily unemployed."
Peter casually arranged a relative for Gwen.
"It looks very polite, and it gives people a good impression of the spring breeze, but."
Aunt Mei complained about Captain America's character, "It looks like a country boy who just entered the city and doesn't know anything, was he a cowboy before?" β
"No, I think Mark Klein should be a soldier."
Uncle Ben thinks that Captain America is more like the kind of military camp that has been mixed up for more than ten years, out of touch with society and doesn't understand anything, but is a bit old-fashioned.
"Yes, he is a retired soldier, but he has suffered from post-war trauma, and he will not get better for a while."
Peter told the truth.
"Well, that's understandable, sometimes he does make a fool of himself and borrow me Elvis Presley's records in the morning, and if I had that kind of thing, I'd be a collector."
Uncle Ben looked suddenly enlightened.
"Squeak!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Captain America walked in with a backpack on his back and greeted the trio.
"The bag on your back"
Peter narrowed his eyes and asked him.
"Went to visit a friend, he gave it to me."
Steve explained with a smile.
Peter didn't go any further.
The shape of the bulging sac, what else would there be besides the shield?
After dinner.
Peter went upstairs to rest.
Standing in front of the window, he took out today's trumpet daily.
Uncle Ben buys the daily Trumpet daily, and all Peter sees the message above.
Readers who leave a message as "kittens" are undoubtedly black cats.
The other party asked him to meet at the same place.
He looked at the time on his phone, eleven thirty.
It's very close to the time when the other party will ask him to meet.
After a moment of contemplation, he put down the newspaper in his hand, black viscous tissue covering his face.
The curtains shook slightly, and the next second Peter was already out of the room.
Whether it was a trap or simply for something, he didn't take the danger to heart.
Under the night sky, Peter's figure made a sound that pierced the air.
Peter jumps from building to building and soon arrives at his destination.
On the roof of the tallest building on the street where the fire hydrant had burst, Peter saw the black cat waiting for him.
Thanks to the reward of "Quack Sprinkling", it is really expensive!
Thank you all for your commuter and recommended tickets! Take a bow!
(End of chapter)