An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

　　Craft doesn't know if this is the self-assertion of the black policeman or the manipulation of the man behind the headset, but he definitely can't sell it.

"I'm afraid it won't work," Kraft spread his hands, and continued to flicker: "This bug has a fatal weakness, that is, its own signal is not strong, and a larger receiving station must be established. I can only You can only receive the information from it in your own laboratory, and the receiving station is not only expensive, and one receiving station can only correspond to one bug, so this thing is actually a failed product."

This is not a lie for Kraft. What he did by himself is that it does not have these shortcomings, is small and light, and has a strong signal. However, the signal strength of the bugs made by other people according to Kraft's steps is very crotch. It is also necessary to build a large receiving station. Of course, it doesn’t matter if the distance is close, but that is not much different from the bugs on the market.

　　 After a pause, Kraft continued: "But if your police are willing to spend money, it's not impossible to get one for you, but I don't think the price/performance ratio is high."

　　 "Ah, okay," the black policeman shrugged, "I will report to our boss later. As for whether he is willing to pay, it is not my little police officer who can decide."

　　 turned the full record book over a page, and the black policeman continued to ask: "Then which skateboard you used when you rushed here? Solar skateboards on the market are not so fast."

"Because of safety issues..." Kraft looked at the black policeman as if looking at a fool. "Solar skateboards and wheelchairs. Most users are underage or disabled. If the speed limit is turned on, What do they do if they have an accident? Just a lawsuit can make Dreamland go bankrupt, do you believe it?"

　　 "Uh... well, what you said makes sense..."

　　 The black policeman scratched his bare head, agreeing with Kraft's reasons.

　　 "The pacemaker used to save Mr. Parker is also your invention?"

　　 "Yes, the portable pacemaker, unfortunately, has major flaws and cannot be sold."

　　 "Major defect? ​​Haven't you saved Mr. Parker with it?"

　　 the black policeman asked curiously.

　　 "Uh... I can only say that Uncle Ben's luck is indeed good." Kraft smiled and stroked his nose. "That thing is not very stable yet, it may explode."

　　 "It will explode?!"

　　 The black policeman hadn't responded yet, but Peter Parker jumped up.

　　 "How dare you use such a dangerous thing on Uncle Ben!"

　　 "Nonsense! Uncle Ben didn't breathe at the time, what can I do without this gamble?!"

　　 Kraft yelled back righteously again, and Peter Parker stunned again.

　　 After all, Uncle Ben was always rescued by Kraft, and he was still the uncle Ben who risked an explosion to save him. Peter, the guilty guy, has no position to accuse Kraft.

　　 Want to understand Peter Parker weakly apologized to him and thanked him again: "Sorry Kraft, thank you so much."

　　 However, Kraft did not show him a good face. Instead, he turned his head to look at the black policeman and proactively promoted the XL Goblin pacemaker according to Angela's plan.

　　 "In fact, there is no problem if you police want it. Although there is a little danger, there is still a chance of saving people at critical moments."

　　 Kraft stretched out his thumb and forefinger and gestured.

　　 "This thing can break one or **** at most, and get some slight burns. Wearing protective gloves or something when using it can easily solve this problem."

"Ahahaha... forget this," the black policeman refused Kraft's sales promotion with a dry smile. "We, the New York policeman, are usually tired but tired, but most of them are in charge of trivial matters and life-threatening. It’s not that much, probably because you won’t be able to use your portable pacemaker."

　　 "Really? It's up to you," Kraft shrugged, and said nonchalantly, "You can contact me again when you need it."

The police’s refusal was actually calculated by Angela long ago. Even if they need first aid, it is impossible to use such explosive items. If the public knows about it, the New York Police Department chief and the relevant person in charge will not be pleased. And those army or secret service organizations hidden behind will not be short of a first aid method with fatal flaws.

"That's it." The black policeman covered the record book, took out a booklet from his pocket, and handed it and the pen in his hand to Kraft. "Please sign on it and write it down. For Hawke and Andy, if you can, it’s best to add the phrase “you have a good father”."

　　 This self-familiar and impeccable energy, this policeman's black blood is very pure.

With a concealed corner of his mouth, Kraft still wrote everything according to the words of the black policeman. Compared with most black fathers, the black man in front of him can become a policeman and remember the preferences of his children. Good father.

　　 But Kraft was still a bit surprised. He didn't even ask about adrenaline. Maybe the hospital didn't notice the particularity of the adrenaline he had injected? It seems that the medical level of this hospital, or the technical level of the intelligence department behind it, is average.

　　 When the black policeman left, Kraft raised his chin and looked at Peter Parker with a nervous look on his face.

　　 "You are amazing now, how dare you go to punch black boxing? I must tell Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, you wait to die!"

　　 "Don't Kraft!"

　　 Peter Parker smiled at him flatteringly.

　　 "You don't need to tell them about such trivial matters? I don't want to share the household for them, who knows that this kind of thing will happen..."

"Huh! I heard ~www.NovelMTL.com~ You obviously have the ability to grab your salary directly, but you don't dare to do it yourself. Instead, let a robber vent your breath for you. You are so promising, Peter Parker! "

　　 "But... then I am the same as that robber..."

Peter weakly wanted to refute. To be honest, Kraft didn't pursue his deliberate release of the robber, which made him a little surprised, and then secretly relieved. In contrast, Kraft was scolded by Kraft. Promising...

　　Hi, isn't he used to this kind of thing a long time ago?

　　 "Are you stupid?!" Kraft pointed to his nose and yelled, "That's the money you earned yourself! How can it be the same?! You are responsible for this lawsuit to the sky!"

　　 Although Peter Parker thinks that the underground black boxing professional lawsuit will not be accepted by the court, he wisely did not talk back, but curled his neck like a quail with a grieved expression.

　　 Seeing Kraft's heart burst into flames.

"I don't care why you became so able to fight. Anyway, if you involve Uncle Ben or Aunt Mei again because of this kind of incident, see how I teach you! Don't think that you have some ability, I can use you. !"

　　 Kraft turned on the switch of the wrist guard in front of Peter Parker, and then slapped the table beside him in two.

　　 "Did you hear clearly?!"

　　 "Listen, hear clearly!"

Although in the eyes of Peter Parker, this level of strength is not a big deal, but he was still taken aback by Kraft’s invention. In addition, he was indeed at a loss in this matter and fell to Kraft. There are too many handles in his hand, I can only honestly admit it.

　　 Anyway, this is not the first time, just get used to it.