[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] A perfect match

"Spiderman, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Peter didn't answer, Anakin asked a few more questions one after another.

"It's nothing, but I don't think I'll be able to come out next Sunday, so I'll let you know in advance." Peter dealt with him casually.

Isn't that time for the National Science Fair?You are in Washington, of course you can't come out.Anakin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, that day is not the day when we connect with the Force."

"That's right." Peter nodded absently, "I'm going back to rest first."

He was full of thoughts right now, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Vader's answer, and left the pier directly by pulling the spider's thread.

Spider-Man quickly disappeared into the night.Anakin was a little puzzled: what happened to Peter?Feeling out of sorts all of a sudden? What "Educational Psychology" said is true. Adolescent young people do have violent mood swings, sensitive and fickle.

After Peter got home, he saw the memorandum of understanding between Hydra and the Hand on the computer, and he was speechless for a while: It would be great if he could analyze it earlier, so that he would not face such a big danger this time.

With a few clicks of the mouse, he archived Hydra's files, then took off his tattered Spider-Man uniform with difficulty, and threw it in the corner of the room, preparing to stay up all night to mend it.

Then, Peter began to rummage through the box, found the hardware box used to make the spider silk launcher, took out a few tools, and took off the communication wristband that Vader had given him, and put it on the table.

Isn't it good to just unwrap the gift that Vader just gave me?

Peter hesitated for a moment facing the table, and finally the inexplicable impulse in his heart prevailed, and he couldn't help but continue to pursue the truth.

After carefully dismantling the shell of the communicator, Peter picked up a conversion jack data cable, connected his old-fashioned Apple computer with the wristband, opened the code program, and tried to crack the anti-tracking system inside.

As long as the anti-tracking system is broken, he can use the tracking and positioning system to determine Vader's residence address.Thinking of this, Peter felt a strange excitement in his heart.

Soon, he realized that his thinking was too simple.

In the communication device, Vader used an extremely weird programming language, and the idea of ​​encryption was also very strange.Stark, Osborn, S.H.I.E.L.D., Pentagon, although these places are heavily guarded on the Internet, they still need to rely on the computer languages ​​that Peter is most familiar with to build firewalls.Just like no matter how carbon-based organisms evolve, the organic matter in the body is based on carbon.But Vader's equipment looks like a silicon-based creature that fell from the sky, and the basic grammatical structure in the program is unheard of.

In desperation, Peter had no choice but to give up the means of computer cracking, and instead manually disassembled the parts of the communication device, trying to find new clues.

What he got at the beginning was still disappointment: the outermost parts of the communicator were standard parts, which could be bought in any hardware store.

Then, Peter carefully opened the protective layer outside the chip with tweezers and the smallest screwdriver.

Something surprised him.

A crystal chip shimmering with purple luster is inlaid in the middle, which is completely different from the ordinary parts around it, but it is combined strangely, and it is tightly wrapped by densely packed delicate parts.

what is this?

Peter frowned tightly, staring at the light-emitting chip that he had never seen before.

Strange chips, strange programming languages...where did these things come from?I haven't seen it at all!It can't be left by aliens, can it?

Wait, aliens? !

Peter slapped his forehead suddenly, and hurriedly went to the computer to search for the Hydra files after the Battle of New York.

found it!

He looked at the dismantling diagram of the Chitauri weapon on the computer, and was stunned for a moment: the core of their energy weapon was this purple crystal chip!

Is Vader the Chitauri who stayed on Earth?Or a reclusive former Hydra elite agent?

One bold guess after another jumped into Peter's mind.

He was so nervous that he held his breath, and according to the disassembly drawing of the computer and the relevant analysis results inside Hydra, he planned to take out the crystal chip to have a look.

But the wrapping structure Vader used was neither to the Chitauri's design nor to Hydra's research.Peter tried to dismantle it a few times, accidentally touched the wire by mistake, and the device exploded a few sparks.He was so frightened that he quickly stopped and put the shell back on again.

Don't break it, it's the first gift Vader gave me after all.Peter murmured in his heart, and quickly adjusted the buttons on the wristband.

"Spider-Man? What's the matter?" Vader's voice came from the communicator.

Peter was in a panic, what should we do?You can't say that you disassembled and reinstalled the communicator by yourself, just trying to see if it can be used because you are afraid of breaking it?

"Ahem, no, nothing, just want, just want to say good night to you." Peter stammered.

Vader did not find him annoying: "Good night to you too, go to bed early, young man."

"Okay, Vader." Peter hastily turned off the communicator.Fortunately, his messing around just now didn't damage the machine.

In a blink of an eye, it was already the weekend.

The school bus of Midtown High School is driving on the Interstate Highway from New York to Washington.

Wearing a khaki high school uniform, Peter was in the car with the quiz team for one last mock drill.

"How many quark particles are known so far?" Mr. Skywalker, the teacher leading the team, asked quickly.

"Six kinds," Peter slapped the answering bell and answered without thinking, "up, down, odd, charm, bottom and top."

"The answer is correct!" Mr. Skywalker just finished speaking, and the timer beside him beeped.

"Okay, the time is up, and this is the end of the competition practice." He turned off the timer and took back the answering bells one by one. "Everyone is in very good condition, keep it up, I believe this year's champion is none other than us."

Peter handed the answering bell to Mr. Skywalker, staring at him in a daze.

Today's Mr. Skywalker also wore a school yellow blazer with a light blue shirt underneath.Peter thought that the shirt matched his blue eyes, making the other person gentle and gentle, just like the impression Mr. Skywalker had always given him.

No matter how you look at it, they are just ordinary teachers.

Peter thought of his unreasonable speculation about Vader's true identity some time ago, and found it very funny.Looking at it now, Vader is obviously a person who is proficient in alien technology. Although Mr. Skywalker knows a lot about physics, he does not look like an alien or a former Hydra agent anyway.

He recalled the Jedi Order and the amazing lightsaber swordsmanship that Vader had mentioned, and felt that the other party was even more distant from "Mr. Skywalker, a high school physics teacher".

If it is an alien, it is not uncommon to have such a strange organization.Well, let me tell you, Vader is indeed mysterious, but how could he be an evil Hydra agent?

In this way, everything makes sense. Vader is a Chitauri, and he looks different from the people on Earth, so he has to cover his face with a hood to avoid being seen by me.Since he is from an alien, it is normal to have special abilities such as the Force. Thor in the Avengers can also manipulate lightning.

Vader doesn't look like a belligerent person at first glance, maybe he is a peaceful Chitauri deserter, unable to go home after the space channel is cut off, and can only live in seclusion on the earth.I don't reveal my real identity, because to an alien, the name of a person on earth doesn't matter at all.

The more Peter thought about it, the smoother he felt, and he couldn't help but relax, preparing for the next national science competition.

Mister Skywalker is certainly not Vader.he thought firmly.