Comic: Becoming a Phantom Thief to Steal Hearts

Lucas continued to work as an intern in Connors' laboratory, secretly following the progress of Connors' experiment. If possible, he certainly hoped that Connors' experiment would succeed. This was not only related to Norman's illness. Whether it can be cured also means whether Harry can have a future.

"The cross-species gene was finally successful." Connors looked at the intact mouse with excitement. "I used lizard genes to help the mouse regenerate its stumps."

"This is a miracle." the man exclaimed.

"No, this is the result of hard work," Connors said. "The next step is to test the results of the experiment on primates."

"He doesn't have time to wait for these trivial steps," the man said.

"Trivial?" Connors frowned.

"He can't wait any longer."

"He has to wait," Connors said, "unless he wants to be the guinea pig."

How can a drug that has not undergone clinical trials be used directly on humans?

"I mean..." The man picked up the green potion placed on the experimental table, "That's not the case."

"Then what do you mean?" Connors looked at the man.

"Start human experimentation." The man raised his head and looked at Connors, "Immediately."

"No, I don't have to." Connors refused directly, "No."

"Then he will die."

"Everyone will die!" Connors picked up his research materials, "Even Norman Osborn will be no exception."

He didn't want to talk to the man any more, as he didn't want to talk to each other anymore.

The man stopped Connors, "I'm not finished yet."

"Human experiments?" Connors stopped and looked directly into the man's eyes, "Where are you going to find someone to test it for you?"

"For them, it's the flu shot." The man played with the potion. "It's best to start at the VA hospital. The people there are more qualified."

"Are you kidding?" Connors looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm serious."

Connors couldn't find any joking in the man's eyes, but what he said was different from the devil. He sneered and planned to leave directly.

The man grabbed Connors' stump and adjusted his empty sleeves. "It's too late to be angry now. It's fifteen years too late."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Connors lowered his head slightly and avoided the man's gaze.

"Richard Parker and Mary Parker, have you forgotten?"

Connors bit his lower lip, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You don't know, or don't you want to know?" The man smiled slightly, "Then let me remind you that Dr. Parker's tone before leaving was exactly the same as yours."

Connors had a complicated expression on his face, and his heels seemed to have sprouted roots, motionless.

"We don't have much time, Dr. Connors." The man said with another meaning.

"I..." Connors' eyes wandered, as if he was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, but in the end he looked at the man firmly, "I won't do it."

"Okay." The corner of the man's mouth raised an indifferent arc, and he picked up the green potion on the table again, "Anyway, the program belongs to us, and you won't get the arm you dream about."

"I will fire you now, clear the office before tomorrow morning, and take away your toys." Before leaving, the man glanced at the white mouse in the transparent cage.

Connors was the only one left in the silent office. He slowly came to the glass door and slowly stretched out his left hand. The other hand was reflected in the glass, as if his limbs were intact, but this It's just illusion after all.

Finally, Connors made up his mind and strode to the dispensing machine. After complicated debugging, a green potion was formed under Connors' hands.

He looked at the potion, closed his eyes, and injected it into his body.

The raw materials for the potion are expensive and the configuration is extremely difficult. If he leaves the Osborne Group, it is basically impossible for him to obtain the potion, so this is Connors' only chance.

Severe pain struck Connors. He screamed in the empty office and eventually lost consciousness.

As the sun sets, Peter walks freely between high-rise buildings in his uniform. Although the activities of the Phantom Thieves have come to an end, Spider-Man's activities have not.

He sat on the eaves and looked at the darkening sky.

"It's almost time, let's go back."

The screams coming from the bridge made Peter give up the idea of ​​going back, and he quickly headed to the scene of the accident while swinging on spider silk.

The bridge was already in chaos. A monster the size of a car was running rampant on the bridge. The huge force knocked many cars directly into the sea.

"I am coming!"

Peter quickly used the spider's thread to hold the cars. Although he saw a large number of people abandoning the cars and running away, he did not dare to bet that everyone ran out.

A bus was teetering on the edge of the bridge, and there were still passengers on it who had no time to escape.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you!"

Peter immediately swung towards the bus, but the tilt of gravity eventually caused the bus to slide off the bridge.

Peter's pupils under his mask shrank instantly, and he exploded with all his strength in an instant. The spider's thread firmly pulled the bus. He held on tightly to prevent the bus from falling into the sea.

Peter, who was concentrating on holding the bus, didn't realize that the monster behind him was slowly approaching him.

"Watch your back."

A laser cannon grazed Peter's side and hit the monster. Countless small shells were shot out of the armor, and the powerful power directly left a deep ravine on the bridge.

This familiar voice made Peter couldn't help but raise his head. The golden-red armor floated in the air, looking extremely dazzling even in the dark night sky.

"iron Man……"

"Hey, kid, you can relax a little bit." Tony snapped his fingers, and the unmanned armor flew under the bus and worked with Peter to lift it onto the bridge again.

The moment the door opened, the passengers in the car rushed out.

"Thank you Iron Man! Thank you Spider-Man!"

People thanked the two superheroes and cheered them.

"Okay, okay, I know you all love me." Tony said confidently.

Although his favorite superhero was right in front of him, Peter was no longer what he used to be. He quietly left the crowd and checked where the monster was just now.

Peter was not without gains. He found some suspicious pieces of white rags, one of which was printed with the logo of the Osborne Group.

"This is……"

Just as Peter was thinking a lot, the voice behind him startled him.

"Boy." Tony's mask lowered, revealing his handsome face, and he looked at Peter dissatisfied, "I saved you, don't you show it to me?"

"Um...thank you, Mr. Stark?" Peter put away the rag and said a little cautiously.

"You're welcome." Tony said proudly.

"Then...then I'll leave, Mr. Stark."

Although he wanted to chat with his idol, Peter was more concerned about the clues he had just found.

"what?"

Peter's performance was completely beyond Tony's expectations.

Peter thought that his identity was well hidden, but for Tony, based on the frequency and location of Spider-Man's appearance, he can roughly determine the area where he lives, and then use AI to analyze his body shape to determine his true identity. .

No, shouldn't this child really like me? What's going on with this performance?

Tony, who originally wanted to have a good talk with Peter, was a little embarrassed. The proud Tony didn't want to be the person who was hot on the face but cold on the bottom.

"Ahem, New York is under the protection of the Avengers." Tony coughed twice.

"Huh?" Peter made a confused sound.

"What I mean is that kids like you should go to school honestly." Tony crossed his chest, "Crisis like just now will be solved by adults like us."

Peter was stunned, and he quickly said: "I...I'm not a child."

"Um...really?" Tony raised the corners of his lips, "How can you not be considered a child at the age of sixteen?"

Tony stated his age so accurately that Peter was a little flustered, "Wha...what sixteen, I...I don't quite understand what Mr. Stark means."

"Alas..." Tony held his forehead. Although Peter's cover-up was too obvious, to be honest, he thought the child was quite cute.

"I know your true identity, do you need me to continue?" Tony said.

"Ah..." Peter was stunned.

Thinking of the many old friends he had lost, Tony said calmly: "It's not easy to be a hero. Don't step into this field just because of impulse."

"I wasn't impulsive." Peter shook his head, "Mr. Stark, I mean it."

"You..." Tony frowned.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark, I really should go." Peter shot out a stream of spider silk and swung away.

"It seems that the kid didn't accept your kindness, Tony." Natasha, who appeared in the dark at some point, said.

"Huh." Tony turned away, "It's just a child's immaturity."

Hawkeye jumped down from a high place. He had been occupying the field of vision from a high place and had a panoramic view of everything. "I think that child is quite mature."

"That's right." Natasha smiled half-heartedly, "While Tony was indulging in people's cheers, he was looking for the traces left by that monster."

Didn't his laser cannon take out the monster?

Tony was stunned, but he knew that Natasha had no need to lie to him, but he must be tough, "Of course I know, it's just that I didn't have time!"

"Okay, okay." With the captain away, Natasha took on the important task of coaxing Tony, "It's all because of that kid's quick hands."

"So Nata, what did you find?" Hawkeye came over.

Natasha raised the corners of her mouth and raised her hand, holding an employee card between her two fingers.

"Eh—" Hawkeye held his chin, "Kurt Connors...is this the true form of that monster?"

"Jarvis, find out who this Kurt Connors is." Tony said.

"Okay, sir." The reliable AI butler quickly submitted Connors' information, and Connors' life experience appeared in front of the three Avengers.

"Hey, another scientist." Hawkeye blinked, "Is it my imagination? Are there too many mad scientists here? Are scientists prone to problems with their brains?"

"Please don't fire the map cannon, Mr. Patton," Jarvis said.

Tony, who is also a scientist, sneered: "Clinton, your cookies are gone."

"No!" Hawkeye screamed, "Tony, you can't treat me like this!"

Tony ignored the fake cry of the macho man in front of him and said, "I have heard of the name Connors. He has made some achievements in the field of biology."

"Is this why he turned into a big lizard?" Hawkeye put away his fake crying face.

Natasha walked a few steps and came to the bridge, staring at the rolling waves below. The green blood stains disappeared under her feet at this section.

"Judging from the amount of bleeding, the big lizard must have suffered a lot of injuries. He shouldn't show up in a short time." Hawkeye squatted down and observed the blood on the ground.

"That's hard to say." Tony said, "After all, none of us know the data about this big lizard."

"It's still too difficult to find Dr. Connors from the sea." Natasha shrugged, "But we can investigate the Osborne Group first. After all, that's where Dr. Connors comes from."

"I'll leave it to you," Tony said, "I don't do sneaky things."

"Huh? How can a superhero thing be called sneaking?" Hawkeye said righteously.

"Ahem, after all, it's a bit inconvenient to go to the Osborne Group as Tony." Natasha pulled Hawkeye. Her partner is good at everything, but sometimes she is a bit stubborn, "Leave it to us. Bar."

On the other side, Peter entered Lucas' home in a hurry. Lucas, who was making props at the table, looked at him in surprise, "Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"

"Look at this." Peter showed Lucas a dirty piece of cloth.

"What...what's going on?"

"I just came across a large lizard that fell off him, and I suspect that large lizard is from the Osborne Group."

Lucas frowned, "Lizard..."

He happened to be an intern in Dr. Connors' laboratory these days, and he still knew a little about the content of the experiment. As far as he knew, Dr. Connors's research theme was to use lizard genes to repair mutilated limbs, but the progress of the experiment We are still only at the guinea pig stage.

"Wait a minute." Lucas took out his phone.

This just happened, and photos and videos of the scene immediately appeared on the Internet. Although they were all shot with a mobile phone and are not very clear, it can still be seen that the lizard is very large.

"how come……"

"Lucas, do you have any clues?" Peter asked.

"To be honest, this is indeed related to the project currently being researched by the Osborne Group, but..." Lucas frowned and looked at the ferocious lizard on the screen, "The medicine developed is currently only used on mice. superior."

Peter was silent for a few seconds, "Is it possible that he did other experiments privately?"

"It's possible." Lucas didn't guarantee it. He was just an intern and didn't have that much authority to know what they did with the potion later.

Norman's serious illness and the giant lizard, are there any connection between these two things...

Lucas still had no idea, but they couldn't just sit around and guess.

"I will continue to investigate within the Osborne Group."