[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Zemo was woken by the alarm at 05:30 the next day, made a cup of coffee and carried it up to the attic.

He began to trace the Holtz family's credit card spending records. Elizabeth Holtz did not use her husband's surname after marrying Baron, nor did she in her last marriage, and her only child, Kevin, also took her mother's surname.She appears to be adamant on carrying the Holz name on.

Zemo spent two hours browsing all the credit card spending records of Elizabeth Holtz for nearly a year, and finally came to the conclusion that there was nothing suspicious, and all her spending behaviors were normal actions of a woman who controls the financial group .

But when he was chasing Baron Hurn, it wasn't surprising that Zemo was in trouble.First of all, he remitted money to several accounts with high frequency and low amount in the first half of the year.Zemo had to spend time breaking into the bank's systems to track it down.When he finally retrieved the information of those four accounts, he found that all the money in those four accounts had been remitted to more free accounts.

Zemo figured he'd be wasting his day in the bloody banking system today.

He took out Skyno's bank card, and found that this bank card was indeed included in many free people's accounts.He can no longer trace Skyno's consumption records through the banking system. Although the technology developed by Hydra can attack almost any internal network, if the source and destination of funds are traced many times, the bank's technical personnel must will find that their internal network has been attacked.

The bank card on Skyno's body should have been given to him by Baron. Maybe there are many Sokovians under Baron's subordinates, and the funds were remitted to the accounts of those Sokovians.Zemo's pursuit would be meaningless if that was the only way his money went.But Zemo firmly believed that if he wanted to develop a weapon of mass destruction, he would have to have financial exchanges with certain companies.

As Zemo took the last sip of his ice-cold coffee, the doorbell rang.He walked downstairs in his slippers, unconsciously relaxing before opening the door.

"Good morning, Peter," he said to the boy in front of him.

The boy was holding the lunch box he had returned to Parker's house yesterday, and he immediately understood that the boy in front of him was delivering breakfast again.

"May made sandwiches again?" he asked.

"No." Peter shook his head. "This time, Aunt May cooked porridge with some honey and strawberries in it."

"Oh, that sounds a little sweet." Zemo frowned pretending to be worried.

"Don't you like it?" Peter asked a little nervously.

"I lied to you." Seeing that the boy was really fooled, Zemo laughed. He reached out and rubbed Peter's hair, and said, "Do you have any plans for today?"

"No," Peter shook his head, his face flushed a little. "I'd like to go to the library for a day and read books on biotechnology—maybe I'll use it when I think I'm applying to college."

"With Ned?" Zemo asked.

"No, yesterday he broke down and said to me that his cousin was going to stay overnight, so he had to be a babysitter for a day-'I was looking forward to a weekend that was ruined by two brats', his tone at that time was terrible Desperate." Peter nodded seriously, his face seemed to wrinkle in sympathy for Ned.

"That's really unfortunate." Zemo shrugged and raised his eyebrows at the pretending Peter. "But you should communicate more with your classmates after studying. It's much better in school now."

"It's much better, Franche didn't bother me anymore - last time he heard that I went to the gym, and invited me to join the school's fitness club - no, I didn't participate." Peter shook his head exaggeratedly, "There are people in the fitness club Too many cheerleaders' dreams, and I don't fit in with them."

"It's okay, you look a lot stronger." Zemo stood by the door frame and winked at Peter.Peter is wearing a gray hoodie today, a pair of loose jeans on his legs, and his whole body exudes the softest breath.

"You go to the library with your bag on your back?" Zemo asked, he found himself enjoying the atmosphere now, and he was reluctant to go upstairs again to face those damn data.

"Well, yes," Peter said, grabbing the bag containing the spider uniform, "I'm going to use it to pack some books I want to borrow. Do you have any books you want to read?"

"I love buying books online," Zemo replied. "Thank you."

"It's nothing." Peter shook his head quickly, "Are you on the evening shift today?"

"Yes, just like you, I don't plan to go anywhere during the day. It feels good to stay at home and read a book for a day." Zemo glanced at the watch in his hand and decided that he had to check his bank account again .

"Then...if there is nothing else, I'll go to the library first?" Peter pointed to the end of the road, and Zemo nodded, "Goodbye, Peter."

Same as yesterday, Peter suddenly hugged him gently, and then quickly backed away. "Goodbye." He grinned, showing his canine teeth, and jumped off the steps in front of Zemo's door before Zemo could answer, and rode away on his bicycle energetically.

Of course Peter didn't go to the library to read, just as Zemo wouldn't spend a whole day reading at home.He donned his Spider uniform, walked around New York—a routine of chivalry—and then swung to the roof of the concert hall, where he took samples of each potion at the base and brought them to the school's laboratory.

The teachers didn't mind him borrowing the lab—they liked him.

The next half day was spent analyzing the components of the reagents. Oh, he also followed Elizabeth Holz and her company's official twitter and facebook. I'm not interested in anything.

But even if he opened an account, there seemed to be nothing to post.

Hmm-I killed two more hydra today, happy.Pictured: Hydra corpse tied to a chair.

— Another base was blown up today #去你的HYDRA# @美国长

Pictured: an exploding Hydra base

—Ah, another plot to destroy New York.I hate this place. #New York people were saved again today#

Pictured: Zemo and Spider-Man are sitting on the Golden Gate Bridge, Spider-Man is eating a cone, and Zemo is taking a selfie.In the distance is the slowly setting sun.

If only the last scene had come true, Peter thought a little gloomily.Suddenly, I feel that the world is really unfriendly to me. Others' first loves are young and shy campuses holding hands with sunny green leaves and little white flowers.

But recalling the hug in the morning, Peter felt that his heart was filled with extremely soft feathers again.It's actually pretty cool to have such a first love.

Maybe Uncle Ben said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I have to add that the greater the ability, the greater the distance between you and normal people.

Shaking his head and getting those messy thoughts out of his mind, Peter allowed himself to focus on the microscope in front of him and the elemental analyzer not far away.

The author has something to say: emmm... You are very cute, little spider.

Other people's first love and your own first love.

There is no harm without comparison.Xiao Chong's sorrow flowed upstream.

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emmm... I couldn't help but start to shake my burden as I wrote it.