Has the magical boy done a good deed every day?

In the month since becoming a reserve member of the Avengers, both Peter and Crowe have dealt with what happened in New York more vigorously.

Crowe's daily life is to help others around Queens with Spider-Man. At the same time, occasionally under the notification of the system, he will go to a farther place to stop the robbers, and then go to the Avengers Building under the call of Tony several times The laboratory to help relieve Ba Jizhu's state, and try to restore the memory of the other party.

It's just that each time the effect is very subtle, and there is no way to restore Bucky's memory to its integrity. Crowe also asked the system if there is any magic that can restore the other party's memory. The answer is to exchange for the item called the dreamy silver crystal, which can only make Crowe more devoted to the heroism with Spider-Man

"Balala Energy - Sha Luolu - Ding!!"

For example, today, Crowe and Spider-Man, who once again detected a robbery incident from k423, came to the port of New York. After seeing the robber holding a pistol/gun, they hijacked a middle-aged man who looked rich. As a young man, Crowe released the magic of immobilization without hesitation, and fixed the robber in place.

"Hello, sir, you have to know that robbery is a very bad behavior, and you are pointing a gun at the other party. This is going to be sent directly to the police station for tea~"

Spider-Man jumped to the robber's side. With Tony's sponsorship, he had already put on a new suit. The eyes on the hood changed with his expression, which looked very interesting.

"Oh sorry, I forgot you can't even move now."

"…………"

The mugger couldn't move at all, he could only stare ahead silently, enduring Spider-Man's nagging in his ear.

"Haha——Didn't you notice the relationship usually? I didn't expect that there were so many people who wanted to rob."

Crowe yawned, and twirled the magic wand in his hand twice. In the past month, the system alone has reported one or two cases of robbery to him every day. In terms of daily life, these robberies can be said to have occurred very rarely.

"So Xiaosan has already said that Xiaosan's product must be a boutique!"

Yes Yes…………

"Thank you, thank you, it would be terrible if my bag was snatched by him..."

Just when Spider-Man and Crowe came to the robber, the middle-aged man who was robbed carefully clutched his briefcase, as if there was something important in that bag, perhaps it was because he Behavior, will be targeted by robbers.

Uncle Tvar?

When Crowe walked in and took a look, he found that the robbed person was actually someone he knew, but with his current attire, it was impossible for him to recognize his relatives on the spot.

Teval McGeeke is his father's cousin, and a relative of Zeng Jin himself who came to his father's funeral after his father's death. To Crowe, the person in front of him was just an impression. Rather than having any affection for him.

he to

I can still remember that at my father's funeral, including Tvar, their purpose of coming to the funeral was not to comfort Crowe who was alone, but to get something from him.

"Excuse me, do the two heroes know how to get to Queens? I'm new here, so I don't know where to go"

This somewhat fat man with a pair of gentle eyes looked at Spider-Man and Crowe with a smile. When he caught sight of Crowe, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitched, but he quickly covered it up with a flattering expression. He looked at the two of them.

"Queens? Oh, you're in the wrong place. This is the port area, not Queens, but sir, why don't you hail a taxi?"

Spider-Man took a strange look at Tvar. Even if he just came to New York, if he wanted to go to Queens, he only needed to hail a taxi. Why did this gentleman choose to walk? .

"Actually... I wanted to give my nephew a surprise, so I bought some things he likes in my bag, and I was tied here by that robber..."

Still smiling, Tval took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his face, looking as if he hadn't recovered from the surprise.

You can tell a lot of lies, as in the past, you can see the flaws at a glance, Uncle Tvar.

Crowe looked at Tvar, who would like to take out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat off his face whenever he lied. After hearing the other party say that he was going to Queens, he understood that the person the other party was looking for was himself.

"Spider-Man, let's send this robber to the police station first, sir, you can just take a taxi to Queens in a while."

Crowe broke Tvar's embarrassing situation with a loud voice, and signaled Spider-Man to tie the robber who was still unable to move with spider silk, and they went to the police station together.

"Oh, yes, then sir, I wish you a safe journey!"

Spider-Man turned his head away and glanced strangely at Crowe who suddenly spoke, but he didn't think too much about it. He put spider silk on the robber to ensure that the robber could not break free after dispelling the magic, and then stood with Crowe. Greet Tvar.

"Yes, yes, goodbye, two heroes!"

Tval looked at the direction where Klau and Spider-Man were going away with a smile, and kept bowing to thank him.

"…………call."

After confirming that the two had left, Tvar opened the briefcase and confirmed that the two bottles of reagents contained in it were all right, then he picked up the phone from his pocket and made a call.

"Hi, boss... yes, yes, I'm in New York right now, I've just been delayed for a while, I'll be in Queens soon, I'll ask 'him' for the information you want, if you can't , I will let him return to Gotham according to the plan, and let him investigate by himself, and then we will make a profit..."

"Sike, what's wrong with you? There was something wrong with my mood just now."

After sending the robbers to the police station, the two were transferred to Crowe's house under Crowe's magic. After confirming that there was no one around, Peter untied his suit with the help of AI. To Crowe, who is obviously not in a very stable mood now.

"Ba la la energy - hula la - change!"

Crowe didn't give priority to answering Peter's words, but waved his wand again in a shameful posture. In an instant, the wand created a whirlwind, rolled up all the reagent bottles that were originally on the table, and put them in the inconspicuous place. in the cupboard.

"...The man we rescued just now is my uncle."

After confirming that there was no potion left on the table, Crowe removed the magic costume, turned his head to look at Peter, and scratched his face a little annoyed, as if he didn't really want to talk about it.

"What? He's your uncle?!"

Peter glanced up and down at Claude in surprise. No matter how Peter looked at it, Claude had no resemblance to the Tvar he just saw.

"Why doesn't it look the same at all?"

"Of course, even if he is my uncle, he rarely interacts with my father. After all, my identity and my father's identity are not what they value."

Crowe walked to the window, looked out the window, and after confirming that there were no taxis or people coming, he sat on a chair and laughed at himself.

"Identity? When you were living in Gotham?! Sorry, I shouldn't bring up your sadness!"

Noticing that Crowe seemed to be thinking about his life in Gotham, Peter, who immediately understood that the other party had a bad relationship with his uncle in Gotham, apologized to Crowe.

"No, it's not as serious as you think..."

Seeing Peter's serious look, Crowe walked to the other side with a chuckle and patted his shoulder, took out a piece of candy wrapped in wrapping paper from his pocket and handed it to the other side.

"Do you want to eat~?"

"Uh, are you sure you didn't concoct this?"

Peter looked at the piece of candy in the opponent's hand with some vigilance. You must know that in the past month they have been together, Crowe has brought out some normal-looking things for him to eat more than once. awful.

Sometimes he drank the orange juice that he mixed with the debugging medicine, and sometimes the other party injected it directly into the fruit, and then let himself eat it. It was filled with the aroma of durian, and even made his tongue blue for three hours, and he could only talk to Mei wearing a mask that night!

"Don't worry, although this is my candy, there is nothing wrong with it."

After finishing speaking, in order to reassure Peter, Crowe removed the wrapping paper, took out one of the light yellow crystals, and put it in his mouth. After holding it in his mouth for a while, he stuck out his tongue to show him the piece of candy .

"Look, are you okay~?"

"Then I'll eat a piece."

After seeing that Crowe was fine after eating for a while, Peter took a piece and ate it with confidence.

It has to be said that Crowe is very talented in making desserts and cooking. Obviously this piece of candy looks ordinary, but it is full of strong durian fragrance in his mouth.

Peter closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed the sweetness in his mouth. After sucking it for a minute or two, he suddenly smelled a lot of durian smell around him.

"Xixiu, Crowe, have you bought durian?"

Peter looked around strangely, but he didn't see it on the fruit basket

Traces of durian.

"No, I didn't buy durian."

Crowe looked at Peter as if the plan had succeeded, then pointed at himself and the other party, and said with a smirk.

"It's emitted from our bodies. This is the sugar I mixed with the potion that I prepared to make the body emit the smell of durian for an hour as long as I eat and drink~"

"What?! Crowe!!!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you see, I also smell of durian like you~"

For a while, there was the sound of the two playing in Crowe's house.

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'Ding dong~'

At night, Tvar rang the doorbell and looked at the door nervously, worried that his nephew would turn him away the moment he saw him.

How am I going to tell my boss if that kid Crowe shuts me out?

Tval thought that he had received a lot of money from his boss, and came all the way from Gotham just to find his nephew: Crow McGeeke, to get information about the whereabouts of the potion developed by his cousin before his death.

If Crow really ignores me, I'll use plan B, and if plan B doesn't work, I'll just—

"coming."

Just when Tval touched the gun inside his briefcase with a gloomy expression, Crowe's voice came from the door, and Tval quickly withdrew his hand and waited for Crowe to open the door with a smile.

'Clap! '

"Huh?!!"

The moment the door opened, his nose smelled a disgusting smell, he covered his nose, and took a step back in fear.

"Uncle Twar? Oh, I forgot that you hate durian, I just ate durian, wait for me, I'll go and smell it!"

Knowing that it was the other party, Klau, who pretended not to know anything, looked at Tvar strangely, then thought of something, and tried to close the door.

"No, no, Crowe, you don't need to close the door, I just came here to tell you something."

Just as the door was about to close, Tval pulled the door, resisting the urge to spit it out, and looked at Crowe with a disheveled face.

"I want to say that your father left a subject in Gotham, and I hope you can solve it!"

"!!!"

Crowe stared wide-eyed, looking at Tvar in disbelief, and a turbulent wave rolled up in his heart.

How did he know the subject my father gave me? !

Crowe had made sure at the time that he had burned all the information left to him by his father before his death. It was impossible for anyone to know about his subject...

"Ahem, look, this is it."

Tval took out the bottle of reagent from his bag. It was a bright green bottle of opportunity, which seemed to be full of life energy, but it was like a deadly poison, which made people feel chilling.

When Crowe saw the bottle of potion, he had only one thought in his mind:

I have to go back to Gotham! ! !