Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

As a qualified original body, you should never expose yourself to danger and only use your clone to travel.

Protecting your own safety is the top priority.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. Boys must protect themselves, unless it is for the sake of showing off!

If a person is alive but doesn't pretend, it's like walking in fine clothes at night. What's the difference between that and being dead?

Even if Charlotte dies, he would rather die on the way to show off.

Holding the revolver in his hand, aiming it at the two trembling thieves, Charlotte's eyes lit up slightly.

After finally catching two kind people who could provide him with skill cards, Charlotte decided to have some fun with them to express his gratitude.

The thief argued.

"No, don't shoot, you're cheating! Your gun is loaded with 6 bullets. No matter who you shoot at, the probability of firing the bullet is %. This is not a Russian roulette!"

Facing the excited thief, Charlotte counted on his fingers and nodded thoughtfully:

"What you said makes sense."

Tilt the gun and pull the trigger.

bang bang—

Two bullets shot into the palm of a thief nearby. Seeing his companion screaming in pain, the thief's pupils contracted.

Spider-Man can really shoot!

Before he could react, the smoking gun was pointed at his head again.

Charlotte smiled and said:

"Now, there are only four bullets in the magazine that can hold six. How about that? Two-thirds probability, are you satisfied?"

Are you the devil?

Take a breath.

Even though the thief wasn't very good at math, at least his brain wasn't completely broken.

How can that be calculated?

The probability of the next bullet firing is still 100%!

With a grim expression on his face, he barely took a breath as he faced the revolver in Charlotte's hand, preparing himself for a final fight to the death.

At this moment, the sound of sirens finally sounded from a distance. Listening to the shrill sirens, he had never missed the presence of the police so much.

Grasping at straws, the thief said:

"You are a naturally evil spider monster! Please let us go! The police are coming~ The police are coming - leave quickly, we will never betray you."

As soon as the police arrive, we will report you.

As the police car approached, the thief suddenly stood up, waved his hands in the direction of the police car, and shouted:

"Help! Spider-Man shot someone! Spider-Man killed someone... Help me..."

A police car whizzed past, and the thief's face, which had originally shown signs of surviving a robbery, froze.

In the police car, a police officer frowned and asked his companion in confusion:

"Did you just see anything?"

"No, it's pitch black..."

The thief turned around and saw a half-smile on Spider-Man's mask.

"Brother... I was wrong, ah——don't hit my face, ah——I am a hand..."

After a short exercise, Charlotte ran away.

After a few more blocks, we finally arrived at Jessica's door.

This is a magnificent duplex villa.

Compared to Charlotte's old house, this place is several times larger. Because it has never been taken care of, the original small garden is full of fallen leaves and weeds, and looks very messy.

The doorway was covered in dust, and compared with the brightly lit houses in the surrounding wealthy area, it looked desolate and depressed.

With one leap, Spider-Man climbed over the fence and walked on the gravel road, occasionally stepping over dead branches and garbage.

When I arrived at the door, I couldn't see my hand in front of me. The small light above my head had long been broken.

Extinguished Christmas lights, broken balls, broken Christmas trees, and dead flowers at the door.

Without exception, Charlotte was shown Jessica's past and present.

This made Charlotte, who was about to show off, feel... totally unmoved, and he was only thinking about showing off in front of others.

He had comforted Jessica many times before, and Charlotte discovered that diverting attention was the best way to comfort her.

Use night vision to observe the locked door and the dark villa.

Charlotte has put a lot of effort into Spider-Man's appearance.

After finding out the location of Jessica's house, I am now taking Jessica around this large block, and have already driven the motorcycle around for more than four times.

He even called it a way to get rid of possible stalkers, and he also said that this was professionalism.

In fact, he just wanted to delay time and let Spider-Man sneak into Jessica's house first.

Then... show your power in front of people and make a brilliant appearance.

You always think Batman is elusive, handsome and charming.

But the way he holds the cloak in his arms, peeks out stealthily, and runs away quickly while crouching down when you aren't paying attention is really embarrassing.

Every successful person is not simple, and no one knows how much hard work they have put in secretly.

Giving up the idea of ​​breaking in through the window directly, Charlotte tried to figure out Jessica's simple mind.

I guess Jessica, who has a simple brain, wouldn't put the key in her hip pocket. If I were Jessica, no... If I were Jessica, who has a simple brain...

Charlotte opened her eyes, took a step back, hesitated slightly, then bent down and turned over the mat under her feet.

Sure enough, a key in the crack caught Charlotte's eye.

It's really hidden at the door...

Wearing a spider suit, Charlotte opened the door and stood in front of Jessica's house, looking inside.

Jessica's house is covered with dust because she doesn't come back often.

The air smells bitterly of oblivion.

Wanting to appear miraculous is the first challenge Spider-Man needs to face.

Although Jessica might not notice the footprints on the ground, Charlotte didn't mind the trouble to show off.

After taking off the spider suit on his body, Charlotte thought for a moment, jumped into the air, stopped in mid-air, and closed the door with his backhand.

Afterwards, Charlotte used her extremely weak telekinesis for the first time after her spirit level reached 20.

"Push me forward, push me forward, push me forward..."

An extremely weak force gathered behind Charlotte, slowly pushing the suspended Charlotte forward.

Not long after, Charlotte climbed out of the window on the second floor that was already open, went downstairs and locked the door again.

He put the key back under the cushion and climbed back up to the second floor and into Jessica's room.

On the street not far away, behind a speeding motorcycle, Jessica, wearing a ripped denim jacket, was shivering with cold.

This was already the fifth round, but she still had the excitement of experiencing the detective life on her face. She opened her eyes wide and asked Charlotte:

"Charlotte~Have we shaken off our pursuers?"

"Of course~" Charlotte's confident voice sounded.

I've already hidden in your house.

After turning the car and raising his hand to say hello to several patrolmen he knew on the roadside, Charlotte turned the car around and drove towards Jessica's house at high speed.

Soon, the motorcycle stopped and Jessica jumped off.

She couldn't help but rub her cold arms. If it weren't for her superhuman body, she would have been blown to the point of having her nose runny.

Charlotte pushed open the gate and walked in front with a detective-like demeanor, feeling confident. Jessica quickly followed.

After walking all the way to the door, Charlotte simply pretended to look around, then skillfully found the key from under the cushion, inserted it into the door lock, and gently turned it to open the door.

"Wow——" Jessica's eyes sparkled, staring at the proud Charlotte with admiration, and said in disbelief:

"As expected of a great detective! You are so amazing!"

"Of course! Watch carefully and learn well." Charlotte said proudly.

She stepped into the room and skillfully turned on the light she had found long ago. The whole room was brightly lit, but Jessica's heart was indeed dark.

The room was large, but many things had been covered with white gauze, making it look lonely and cold.

Charlotte walked forward, took a quick look, and then went upstairs.

Jessica followed, went to the second floor, turned on the light and explained:

"This is my house. This is the staircase, and that is downstairs. My room is the second one upstairs. The other bedrooms on the second floor belong to... my family. I have never opened them again..."

Looking at the depressed Jessica, Charlotte placed her index finger on the switch and said mysteriously:

"Jessica...shhhhhhhhhhh Spider-Man is coming."

As she spoke, the lights on the second floor went out quietly, and Jessica, who was unprepared, let out a short exclamation.

When the lights came on again, the handsome Spider-Man appeared before Jessica's eyes, with his head lowered and his hands on his hips.

His appearances are still mysterious, making people admire and fascinate him.

The handsome spider patterns on her body, the perfect muscle lines, and the black compound eyes reflected Jessica's figure.

"Hi Jessica."

His voice was magnetic and low, with a hint of hoarseness, imitating someone.

Jessica dodged and hid behind Charlotte immediately. Her little head was not enough. After a long while of reaction, she finally poked her head forward and looked at Spider-Man in shock and asked:

"Oh my god, Spider-Man! When did you get here? How did you end up here?"

Spider-Man smiled crookedly, his voice as indifferent as snow:

"Spider-Man is everywhere!"