Everyday life at Midtown High School

The Stacys are actually pretty messed up.

Their original plan was to receive their daughter's boyfriend, but they changed people temporarily and became... their son's boyfriend?

Mrs. Stacey's expression was a blank expression of 'where am I and who am I' the whole time.

As for Sergeant George Stacey, who is psychologically stable, he barely behaved as usual.

It's just that the way he looked at Harry felt a bit like interrogating the main suspect in some kind of murder case.

However, since Pooh didn't say hello in advance like Gwen did, and didn't directly reveal the relationship between him and Harry, the Stacey family could only maintain a confused state on the surface.

Therefore, even if he is as calm as the sheriff, at this time, he doesn't know what identity to use to talk about what kind of topic.

So, the dinner ended with difficulty in an extremely weird atmosphere.

Mrs. Stacey, who still had no idea about the fact that 'Harry is her son's boyfriend', at the last moment of the dinner, said politely to Harry in a friendly and enthusiastic manner: "It's almost dark , since you are Pooh's good friend, why don't you just stay for one night and then go home."

"Where is it dark? Where is it dark?"

Sergeant George, who once ran into the two making out, immediately said very 'frankly': "Hurry up before it's completely dark, let's go, let's go! There is no guest room at home, and there is no extra room for you to live in..."

"George!" Mrs. Stacey looked over in disbelief, she couldn't believe that her husband had said such impolite words.

She smiled awkwardly at Harry and said, "It's true that there is no guest room at home, but you can live with Pooh."

This time, Harry reacted quickly.

He nodded immediately, spoke super fast, and said with affirmation that he could not refuse: "Thank you, I will bother you tonight."

Sergeant George opened his mouth, and the phrase 'the room is small, can't sleep' just twitched on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it.

He glared at Harry angrily.

Seeing this, Gwen couldn't help but glance at Pooh curiously, wanting to see what he was thinking now.

However, Pooh was so distraught that he was thinking wildly, completely oblivious to the anger on George's face and the concern in Gwen's eyes.

That night,

The moment Harry was about to enter Pooh's room, he was grabbed by Sergeant George and pressed against the wall of the corridor.

The honest policeman threatened him viciously: "Listen, boy, you are only allowed to sleep on the floor tonight."

Harry almost laughed out loud, but he held back.

"As long as Pooh doesn't agree, I won't do anything."

He raised his eyebrows, raised his arms in a gesture of surrender, and made a serious promise to George with a half-smile, "I like him, so I will respect him."

"I hope you keep your word."

Mr. Police said dubiously.

"George, what are you doing?"

Pooh poked his head out of the room suddenly: "Harry, what are you doing outside if you haven't come in yet?"

"Uh... I'll help him straighten his collar."

George made a clumsy excuse.

Immediately afterwards, he tore Harry's neckline indiscriminately, making a mess of the originally flat shirt collar.

Then, he patted Harry on the shoulder, pretending to be a good elder, and said hypocritically: "Okay, go! Go! Chat with your friends, but don't make it too late, children."

Harry suppressed a smile and turned to leave.

But he was dragged back by George again.

"Don't tell Pooh what happened just now!"

he whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry raised his eyebrows: "I won't."

Pooh looked at them suspiciously: "When did you get so close?"

"It was like old friends at first sight." Harry said with a smirk.

"Yes." George put his hands in his pockets, and also smiled at Pooh.

"Okay." Pooh gave up the pursuit.

"Good night, George." He stepped forward and took Harry's hand, smiling brightly at his adoptive father.

"Good night, Pooh."

George smiled kindly, and then added angrily, "Good night to you too, Harry."

"Good night, Uncle Stacey."

Harry replied with a smile.

However, the moment the two of them closed the bedroom door, the smile on Sergeant George's face disappeared without a trace.

He lingered outside the door and did not leave for a long time.

'Are they kissing? '

'Are they hugging? '

'Are they talking nasty love stories to each other? '

Poor adoptive father is going crazy with his rich imagination.

He stared at the door viciously, as worried as if he'd seen a wolf, or a serial killer, slip through.

At this moment, he was so impatient that he really wanted to hold a gun, break into the door, and shouted directly: 'Don't move, fbi! '

But in fact, nothing happened in the house.

I have to admit that when Harry said it so softly, Pooh almost agreed to everything.

Unfortunately, he never let reason out of his head.

"It's impossible for us, Harry."

Biting his lower lip, Pooh said sadly and calmly: "If your father is still alive, we can try to fight for it; but he is not here, and he opposed us so fiercely before he died, we can't just do it... ..."

"Fuckit!"

Harry cursed softly.

He strode over and hugged Pooh tightly: "You don't know..."

On the other end, Jean and Scott finally found Wolverine Logan who was sitting with the Avengers drinking and chatting (listening to the captain's unilateral story about the past).

Speechless, after 10 minutes, they sat together and watched the news channel on TV together, where the whole process of 'Mutants and Spiderman join hands to defeat the Green Goblin' was being staged.

"oh, mygod!"

Qin rubbed her temples in pain: "When we came out, we clearly promised the professor to keep a low profile, but in the end..."

"How can there be no accidents when you are away from home?" Logan said indifferently: "I really think that apart from their clumsy cooperation and a little embarrassment due to their clumsy fighting skills, there is nothing else."

"Please shut up, please." Scott said coldly, "Leaving the students to you is the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life."

"Fuck, do I care about being a kindergarten principal?"

Logan said angrily: "Don't treat me like a hen like you. They are living, self-conscious people, not objects. Thin man, you are willing to put them under the wings to protect them like a hen protects its cubs, no That means I'm happy too."

"What are you talking about? When did I become a hen guarding my cubs?" Scott stood up angrily and asked sharply.

"Why, did you hurt your feet when you stepped on it?" Logan showed a middle finger provocatively: "If you don't accept it, come here!"

"Enough!" Qin yelled unbearably: "Do you two have to keep arguing in front of outsiders, so that people can watch?"

Scott and Logan both shut up.

At the same time, they raised their eyes subconsciously and looked around...

Only then did I realize that the group of Avengers were all sitting aside, watching the scene in front of them with great interest.

"Damnit!" Logan cursed in a low voice, turned around and found a place farthest from Scott and sat down again, apparently not intending to continue the quarrel.

Scott pursed his lower lip, and sat directly next to Qin with an angry look on his face.

At this time, on the live news channel, the voice-over who had been briefly introducing the battle situation before suddenly said in a speculative tone: "...you can clearly see that several people in the battle seem to have their own superpowers. Ability, some can freeze, some can breathe fire, some have blue skin, some have green skin, some release spider silk, and some firework... So, this may be a battle among mutants. '

"Internal struggle?"

Iron Man in steel armor raised his eyebrows under the helmet, turned his head slightly, and looked at Logan and the others curiously: "Spider-Man and Green Goblin are also mutants?"

"they are not."

Due to the state of Logan and Scott, the quarrel was not very good, so Qin had no choice but to explain: "We heard about the appearance of Spider-Man before, and thought it was a new mutant, so we came here to check. But Spider-Man hides his identity so well that we can't find any clues, we have no way to directly verify whether he is a mutant, so we will stay here for a short time..."

It was only then that Tony remembered that this matter... seemed to have something to do with him.

Before, he accidentally discovered that Spider-Man's true identity was actually his son's best friend. Based on the principle of love for the house and black people, before the arrival of these mutants, he helped Peter clean up the various identity flaws left by Spider-Man, and The so-called clues...

Therefore, after the arrival of this group of mutants, it is understandable that they could not find out Spider-Man's hidden identity after all their efforts.

The little spider was very cautious, and Tony even took action to clean up the traces for him, which was tantamount to putting a layer of double insurance on the issue of identity.

But obviously, this cannot be hidden from the psychic user who can be called cheating for a long time.

And from Qin's words, Tony had already guessed that the child's identity might have been exposed.

Sure enough, although Jean did not directly expose Spider-Man's hidden identity, she said in an extremely positive tone: "...Now we have confirmed that neither Spider-Man nor the Green Goblin are mutants."

"It seems that you have even figured out the identity of the Green Goblin." Tony said directly.

Black Widow and Hawkeye have not spoken.

They have received professional training. In front of psychics, they will repeatedly think about some miscellaneous things in their minds, such as the secret code of secret agents. People with psychic abilities cannot get useful information from their heads.

As for the identity of Spider-Man, S.H.I.E.L.D. has already filed a record about it, and both of them belong to a certain degree of insiders; although the identity of the Green Goblin has not been confirmed, there are some reliable guesses.

Therefore, they were not very curious about the question Qin asked.

However, the captain is really at a loss.

In terms of sources, this World War II veteran who came to the new century is obviously far inferior to his teammates.But he didn't ask questions in a hurry, he just listened calmly, and at the same time analyzed silently in his heart.

"Sorry, their identities have nothing to do with us mutants."

Qin glanced at Black Widow and Hawkeye, then glanced at Tony who was still in the steel armor and was obviously guarding against her, and said lightly: "You can actually rest assured that I will not casually leak other people's privacy, Star Ke, this is the principle."

"Yeah, of course, I understand."

Tony responded with a pun: "But I'm more at ease with myself than putting secrets in other people's heads."

Qin didn't say anything more.

She has long been used to others being wary of psychic users. Compared with this straightforward and obvious vigilance, some hypocritical behaviors that seem indifferent but are secretly wary and afraid are actually more unbearable.

"The Green Goblin is Norman Osborn." Black Widow said suddenly.

Qin reflexively showed a slightly surprised expression of "you already know".

"We don't know, it's just speculation."

The shrewd red-haired female agent has already come up with an affirmative answer based on her expression.

A set of professional skills in intelligence finally came into play in the mess of the day, and she responded to Qin quite contentedly: "But now, we can be sure, thank you."

In front of experienced female agents, Qin, who is not good at this skill, could only shake her head helplessly: "You guessed it, not me."

exactly at the same time,

"My father is not dead."

With difficulty, Harry confessed to Pooh, "He's the... Green Goblin."