[Comprehensive Britain and the United States] A perfect match

Boom!Click!

The door to the room behind Matt suddenly closed and locked by itself.

Anakin took off his plain glasses, no longer bothering to hide himself.The state of his whole person changed immediately, a certain cold and heavy temperament pervaded, the gentle and gentle teacher Skywalker disappeared, replaced by Vader who was always shrouded in shadow.

"Daredevil, how did you find me? I use a voice changer every time I talk to you."

He asked the past directly, his voice was so steady that there was no fluctuation.

Long before Matt came in, Anakin sensed the other party from the fluctuation of the force, and knew that the lawyer Matthew Murdoch who came to give a speech was Daredevil.

"Your heartbeat," Matt said lightly, "everyone's heartbeat is different, and I happen to be a little better at hearing than the average blind person—by the way, your heartbeat just sped up a lot, so don't get too nervous. "

"Okay." Anakin was called to break his true emotions, and spread his hands in embarrassment, "For the sake of the new suit, keep it a secret for me."

"And how did you find me?" Matt asked with interest.He found a chair and sat down without seeing anything. His movements were smooth, and he couldn't tell he was blind at all.

"The Force." Anakin said, "It is a special energy in the universe, similar to what you call 'Qi'. I can sense the different fluctuations of the Force in each person."

"Sounds like my heartbeat trick," Matt said.

Anakin: "You came to me, not just to say thank you?"

Matt briefly talked about what happened last night, and finally said: "We need a little help, Vader. I don't know where Mrs. Gao is hiding, and the hand's secret method of holding back breath can escape my ears."

"But they can also escape my force induction." Anakin frowned. "I tried, and I almost lost the letter. Fortunately, there was a ninja alive, so I interrogated their base camp."

"No, I don't mean your abilities, but some other ways." Matt said, "You know, there are always some well-informed channels in this city. But me and Spider-Man are superheroes, There is no way to make contact."

"You mean..." Anakin thought thoughtfully.

"Nice battle suit you gave me." Matt smiled. "But I guess a normal high school teacher can't get military Kevlar, can he?"

Anakin also laughed: "Okay, I will go and find out."

Matt: "Then please. Mrs. Gao's origin is very suspicious. At first I thought she was just a female leader of a Chinese gangster, but now it seems that it is definitely not that simple. Her 'Qi' is very strong, and I am not an opponent at all." .”

"Hmm..." Anakin frowned, thinking of Peter, "Wait a minute."

He took out a wristband communicator from his briefcase and handed it to Matt: "This is a communicator. You can touch the button on it, yes, that is a switch, press it to connect to my side Communicator, press it again to turn it off. Solar charging, signal encryption, and anti-tracking system. If you find Mrs. Gao’s trace first, contact me immediately.”

"Thank you." Matt took the communicator with a smile, and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose again. "The two of us have only met a few times in total? You are mainly for Spider-Man, I guess."

"You're so honest." Anakin looked at him helplessly.

"Being invisible also has the advantage of being invisible. I don't have to look at people's faces, and I can speak my truth." Matt said, "The result? I ended up becoming a lawyer. I don't know any profession on earth that is better than a lawyer." It's even more nonsense."

Anakin was amused by his self-mockery: "You just said that you can hear the heartbeats of different people, so I guess you should know the real identity of Spider-Man, and you can even hear what he is doing now clearly ?”

"Of course, Spider-Man is in algebra class right now, but to be precise, he's whispering to a boy named Ned." Matt turned his head in the direction of Peter's classroom and said meaningfully: "So can You, who can distinguish the fluctuations of the force, must have known who he is long ago."

"How could I not know? Anyway, he is my student after all." Anakin answered him.The words of the two were full of tacit understanding.

"But the boy doesn't know anything yet, won't you tell him who you really are?" Matt asked.

"First of all, he has turned eighteen this year and is no longer a boy." Anakin said, "Secondly, I don't intend to tell him my true identity."

"Spider-Man has an extraordinary dependence on you, are you sure you want to hide it from him?"

Of course, the master-student bond is unusual, but... Anakin's mind flashed through the half-modified Quin-jet fighter in the basement, and he still hardened his heart and said: "I'm sure. I will leave here one day, and I don't want to talk to the people around me The human connection is too deep."

"Okay, I see." Matt sighed subtly, not dwelling on the question.They exchanged a few other words, and Matt took his leave.

He walked out of Midtown High School, thinking about the strange pair of teachers and students, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Although invisible, Matt's instincts are better than most discerning people.He could feel that when Peter mentioned Vader, there was a deep sense of insecurity hidden in his words.Two strangers will not have the willingness to explore each other's true identities. On the contrary, the better the relationship between two people, the harder it is to tolerate secrets and lies.A sense of uneasiness will lead to a desire to explore. If he guessed correctly, the person Peter asked himself to listen to the heartbeat is probably Vader.

The more I think about it, the more it looks like a scene where the wife is acting suspiciously, and the husband is peeking at her phone while hiring a private detective to follow her.

Mr. Matthew Murdoch, an elite lawyer, immediately recalled all kinds of divorce case files he had read before, and couldn't help but make up a lot of bizarre plots in his brain.

What am I thinking, it's ridiculous.

Matt almost laughed out loud at his cranky thinking, and walked to his office, beating his blind cane.

In the evening, Anakin entrusted Vulture with inquiring information.Then he changed into his overalls and began to modify the Quinjet in the basement.

This process was not smooth, or in other words, his transformation project was now in a bottleneck period.

The flight engines available on the black market are too large and too low-powered, all relying on chemical fuel for boost.In proportion, if you want to build an aircraft capable of breaking through the atmosphere, you must have an engine and booster the size of a rocket.

For an aircraft the size of a Quinjet fighter jet to enter space, the boost of chemical fuel is definitely not enough, and it must rely on nuclear reactors, and they must be ultra-small reactors.The linkage of several ultra-small reactors, arranged according to the curvature engine structure of the minicomputers in the previous Galactic Empire, should be able to produce energy to supply superluminal flight.As for the materials used to make the curvature engine itself, there are more troubles...

Anakin originally liked mechanical manufacturing.Working with machines calmed him more than meditation.

But at the moment, the machine has unknowingly become a daily burden for him.Lack of materials, lack of tools, and theories need to be constantly adjusted. Even if he has high mechanical talent and rich experience, he often feels helpless against the status quo.

Take the material as an example.He replaced all the common parts of the Quinjet with titanium and chitauri, two materials better suited to space than steel.But when it comes to the most critical part of the engine, they are not enough.Anakin estimated that the only metal on the earth that can withstand the core energy of the curvature engine should be vibrating gold.But that metal is so mysterious and rare that even New York's underground black market has no place to buy it.

Forget it, let's think about the ultra-small reactor, at least this thing has some clues.

Anakin sighed, remembering Peter's brand new spider suit.

That's you, Tony Stark, Iron Man.

He set a goal in his mind.