Cthulhu

"Why are you holding me? Eugene is about to jump off the building. I have to save him." Peter had struggled in his heart. There was indeed a conflict between him and Eugene, and now Eugene was about to jump off the building.

He can't sit idly by

Al lamented that kindness is indeed Peter's characteristic. Perhaps it is because of Peter's excellent quality that he can become the unique Spider-Man.

Al grabbed Peter's arm and said, "No need to go, he should be fine, just look at it if you don't believe me."

When Peter heard this, he looked up and saw that Eugene's figure had indeed disappeared from the rooftop.

"How did you know?" Peter was a little curious.

"Remember those cells we experimented with at night? I just saw the owner of those cells. She should be responsible for all this." Al said calmly.

Al's face was calm, but his heart was surging like ocean waves.

Casey's unusual movements just now, and the murmurs of Eugene and others, as if they were suppressing the urge to jump off the building, quickly reminded Al of his uncontrollable urge to read a book.

If you go along with this idea, you will hardly notice any abnormality, but once you start to fight against this idea, you will feel a strong sense of discomfort in your body.

It's like a head giving instructions to go right, but the body wants to go left. The result is incoordination and shaking of the body. What's more serious is that this situation does not happen in the body, but in the head. This results in Eugene acting like a lunatic.

More than that, Al noticed that the flush of satisfaction on Casey's face was very much like he had obtained something unknown, and gained a sense of satisfaction through this unknown thing.

what exactly is it

Al quickly came up with a guess, that was memory.

The mythical memories he frequently loses and Eugene holding his head in pain are all related to the brain.

So now it seems that this monster has at least three abilities, absorbing memories, implanting thoughts, and super vitality.

Really difficult to deal with

Al secretly cursed in his heart, what should he do if he was targeted by such a monster? He didn't want to have his memory absorbed by this monster again at night, forgetting what happened today, and have to start everything over again.

Who knows how long he spent in this state of amnesia.

You have to find a way to deal with her quickly, otherwise if this monster doesn't implant in you the idea of ​​reading a book and also implants the idea of ​​jumping off a building, then you don't know if you can resist it.

Then, regardless of the bloody scene on the street, Al picked up the fried noodles that were also glowing red with his chopsticks and ate them quickly, "Eat quickly, we have to go back to the laboratory later. It's too dangerous here. We need to prepare some weapons."

Peter didn't have as good an appetite as Al. After seeing the dead people, he still ate the fried noodles with meat sauce, but when he thought of the expensive price of the fried noodles, his face suddenly became tangled.

"It's disgusting. This fried noodles looks just like the corpse outside.

$20 for a portion of chow mein

It uses meat sauce to make it not only meat, but also meat sauce

20 dollars"

While crying tears of poverty, Peter gritted his teeth and continued to eat fried noodles with meat sauce.

The more you eat, the faster it tastes.

In less than 2 minutes, both of them had finished eating.

After dinner, the two did not return to the laboratory immediately. Instead, they went to the supermarket, and Al bought two water guns.

After returning to the laboratory, Al asked Peter to find some strong acid and pour it into the water gun.

She used the materials available in the laboratory to prepare several thermite, tied them with tape, and then carefully installed the two dangerous items.

"Where to go next?" Peter asked.

"Go find the monster" Al said.

Peter was a little worried, "Why don't you call the police if there is any danger? Leave it to the police."

Al glanced at Peter who was a little timid and wanted to retreat, but didn't say much. Facing life and death, it was human nature.

Facing this unknown monster, Al himself didn't feel confident.

"Will the police believe you?" Al asked.

"This isn't your trouble, this monster is coming for me, so, Peter.

You still have the right to choose now.

Walk away or forget everything, go home and sleep. "Al was very calm and waited quietly for Peter's decision.

The action was dangerous, and the friendship between the two had only lasted less than 24 hours. There was really no need for Peter to take risks with him.

But Peter's actions convinced Al that he had seen the right person.

Peter gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you. We can't deal with that kind of monster without help.

Tell me, Al, what's next?"

Al, who was not affected by weird thoughts, thought very clearly, "Of course we need help."

"Help, who?" Peter asked.

"Eugene," Al said firmly, without taking into account that the relationship between the two is now relatively bad. "That monster killed two of Eugene's friends. I believe he will put aside his prejudices and be willing to take revenge with us."

.........

police station.

As a survivor, Eugene was brought back to the police station for investigation.

"I said they jumped off the building and I had nothing to do with it. It was a voice that caused them to jump off the building." Eugene's face looked pale, and it could be seen that he was very frightened.

"Mr. Eugene, just one voice makes you jump off the building. Are you telling me a story? Have you taken too many drugs?" the arrogant white policeman said with prejudice.

New York is a contradictory place, advocating freedom but full of discrimination.

Although Eugene was not a black man, he came from Hell's Kitchen, a gathering place for hoodlums and gangsters.

This made the two policemen instinctively think that Eugene was a murderer.

Although Eugene kept repeating it, the two policemen did not believe what Eugene said at all, and firmly believed that they had taken too many drugs.

When the white policeman was about to step forward to give Eugene a look, the door suddenly opened.

A lawyer in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked in with a strong white man wearing a plaid shirt and a strong breath.

The loose plaid shirt cannot hide the explosive muscles of the strong white man. The clothes that should be loose are actually worn by the strong white man into tight clothes.

Seeing the strong white man, the two policemen immediately became nervous. They unconsciously reached into their trouser pockets, where the pistols were, and their hearts began to tremble unconsciously. They knew this white man, Jonson Marvin, the boss of the Kenha gang in Hell's Kitchen.

Jonson is not only an ordinary gang boss, he also controls the nightclub in Clinton District 40, where Hell's Kitchen is located.

Hell's Kitchen is different from other districts in New York. It is a gathering place for gangsters. The weak and the strong prey on the weak. No ordinary person can establish a foothold in Hell's Kitchen, let alone establish a considerable power in Hell's Kitchen.

Jonson glanced at Eugene lying on the bed and said: "This is my son, Eugene Marvin. Is this reason enough? He does not need to kill anyone."

The two policemen looked at each other and immediately recognized the gang leader. Instead of drawing their guns, they nodded nervously.

The gold-rimmed lawyer pushed up his glasses and said to the two policemen: "My client was just passing by.

And after witnessing this tragedy, we were so traumatized that we needed to go to a better hospital to recuperate.

Gentlemen, police officers, this is the Commissioner's warrant. Mr. Eugene should be able to leave with us. "After speaking, he showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

This is why he prefers being a lawyer instead of Jonson's lawyer, because it often makes him feel like he is above the law.