[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

"Retarded? Someone stopped a murder case at night!" Spider-Man jumped off the wall, separated from Zemo in an aisle, and Zemo's stolen pistol was still pitifully lying between them.

Zemo glanced down the alley. The man had disappeared into the darkness, and Zemo knew he couldn't catch him—especially with such a troublemaker around.

"Do you know there is a word called interrogation?" Zemo asked angrily. "I'm happy to tell you that you just let go of an important lead in a plot to destroy New York!"

"What? A plot to destroy New York?" Spider-Man was stunned. Zemo probably guessed some of his information. He is young, has a sense of justice, is passionate, and should not have rich experience.Although it cannot be said absolutely, young age and inexperienced are usually linked together.

"Just kidding, not to destroy New York, they go to Hydra in the middle of the night just to find drinks for the party." Zemo said sarcastically, trying to free his hands from the spider webs.

"Hydra?" Spider-Man was even more confused.

Zemo gave up trying to free his hand from the silk, and looked at Spider-Man: "You don't know anything, do you?"

Spider-Man was silent.

"New powers? New to Earth?" Zemo asked, trying to break free from the web again—and he succeeded.So he started walking outside.

"Hey! You still haven't explained why you put the knife on that man's neck!" Spiderman fell in front of him excitedly.In the dim light from the street lamps outside, Zemo could see his crude uniform.

"Child, when you are interrogating, not everyone is willing to play your questions and answers." Zemo said, "Can you let me go now?"

"So here's someone—or something—trying to destroy New York, and you're just going after the plan, and you want to interrogate some deadbeat informant." Spider-Man summed it up, and then he threw up his hands, "Oh."

"Oh?" Zemo repeated suspiciously.

"Oh, I see, do you want to help?" Spider-Man asked, "Since you told me everything, you must be asking for my help. I can't just sit idly by."

This is indeed Zemo's intention.A conspiracy involving countless people is completely different from Zemo's previous single-handed assassination activities. It is difficult for him to defeat a group-like conspiracy by himself, and he may need help.

"Don't you think it's suspicious?" Zemo asked.

"Ah! Of course! It's quite suspicious! But it's not a bad thing to find out." Spider-man was attached to the wall again.

"Okay, your contact information." Zemo said, he took out his mobile phone to record.

"Oh, I...can't tell you!" Spider-Man stopped immediately when he was about to say something, "But you can tell me your number, and I can call you."

"Will you investigate?" Zemo asked. "You know that the person who usually investigates the clues has the initiative."

"Stop talking! No matter what, I will find you!" Then, as if Spider-Man heard something, he pulled the spider web and disappeared in front of Zemo in an instant. "By the way, my name is Spider-Man!"

Maybe it's too risky a decision to cooperate with other people, Zemo frowned, and he didn't think Spider-Man could really find him, his ability to conceal his whereabouts was very strong.

Spider-Man, ah no, Peter Parker felt that since he obtained the power, the speed at which the new world unfolded before his eyes had never been accelerated.

For example, today, when he was routinely punishing evil and promoting good, he saw a person threatening another person in a dark alley.His sense of justice immediately allowed him to rescue the poor man who was coerced.

Then the poor man raised his hand and shot him.

Peter felt hurt.

Then he fixed his eyes and saw that person, the guy who threatened people, his neighbor brother.

Peter felt his throat was pinched, he was almost screaming.Why is Mr. Zemo in this right and wrong place!Peter always thought that he was the two points and one line at home in the concert hall, and he usually went to the gym in the next block at most. This is not right!

When Mr. Zemo started to ask for contact information, he ran away immediately, just kidding, he will definitely show up like this!Peter thought with some fear.

Mr. Zemo looked at him with probing eyes. He still feels a chill behind when he thinks about it now.

Withdrew into his room as fast as ever, Peter took a deep breath to calm himself down.

It's nothing, Mr. Zemo won't suspect him, calm down...

Well, Peter calmed down a bit, but the questions kept popping up one after another.

He is still tracking down the murderer who killed Uncle Ben, what should he do now?What the hell is Mr. Zemo doing?Hadn't Hydra become extinct long ago?What happened to the Hydra base?A plot to destroy New York?Who would want to destroy New York?What does this have to do with Mr. Zemo?

How much of what Mr. Zemo...has said before, about his past, about himself, is true?

What if Mr. Zemo is the bad guy?

Thinking of this, Peter's heart suddenly sank.

Mr. Zemo's tone and behavior made it look like he did not threaten others for the first time, and Peter didn't know how much of his so-called conspiracy to "destroy New York" was true and how much was a lie.

But Mr. Zemo seemed such a nice guy.Peter thought, I believe him.

Peter turned his head, and he saw that the light in Mr. Zemo's bedroom was still off, so he texted Zemo.

"Good night, Mr. Zemo."

It took several minutes for the reply to come. "Good night, Peter."

Peter stared at that short reply for a long time, lying on the bed, he made up his mind.

Well, I trust Mr. Zemo, and I'll find out.

Thinking of this, he jumped up, ready to go to the attic to improve his uniform.A few hours later, when he was resting upside down in the attic, he turned his head and suddenly seemed to see a glimmer of light emerging from the wooden strips that sealed the windows in the attic of the next house.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at it from another angle, making sure it wasn't his illusion.Then, suddenly, his previous doubts about Mr. Zemo's behavior came out.