Marvel turns into Iron Man

When the door of Gwen's room was opened, George saw his daughter in a white gym suit and fluorescent green ballet shoes in the room, but a khaki sweater over it. Coat, although it looks a bit strange to match, but it is not a big deal.

After all, George is not the kind of father who is so strict that his daughter has to take care of what clothes she wears at home. It is up to Gwen how she wants to dress. Although this combination seems a bit weird, as a father, he does not He would choose to interfere more, just like his daughter chose her job at Osborne Pharmaceuticals two years ago.

As the chief of the New York City Police Department, George is also a person in the troubled waters of New York. He naturally knows what kind of person Norman Osborn is and what Miss Stark has done behind the scenes. George once persuaded After Gwen, it's best not to have anything to do with Osborne Industries, but Gwen insisted on going, so he, as a father, didn't choose to stop his daughter's idea.

"What's the matter, dear, did you call me up to talk to me about something—"

"George, it's time for us to make dinner. Come down and do me a favor, go to the garage and help me get the ingredients out of the car."

Originally, Gwen, who was asked directly by George, still didn't know how to explain the current situation, but fortunately, a casual sentence from Helen downstairs gave her a chance to send George out, so she naturally Not letting go of this opportunity, he immediately reached out and pushed George out of the room.

"It's all right, Dad, there was a little problem just now, but I have already solved it, no problem."

Her look of eagerly wishing him to disappear was indeed quite suspicious. George frowned and held his girl's wrist, but bent down and sniffed slightly beside her, as if sniffing Gwen. The smell——Although it looks a little perverted, it is the seasoned experience that a police officer who has been on the front line of criminal investigation for many years will have.

"Tell me, girl, did you bring a boy home?"

Although George didn't smell anyone other than her on Gwen, the suspicious look on his face didn't disappear. The old father was already wondering whether his daughter was having a secret meeting with her lover, although she At this age, George didn't mind her taking the boy home, but playing hide-and-seek wasn't the proper thing to do.

So, he stretched out his hand to pull away the daughter who was blocking the door, stepped half a foot into her room, and glanced around for suspicious places in Gwen's bedroom, as if he could find out where the suspicious boy was in this way. Where.

The windows of the room were ajar, and the quilt on the bed was scattered on the pillows. The crime scene was in a mess, and there were basically no clues, or clues everywhere. As an experienced policeman, George The director will never let go of any suspicious places.

"What, how is it possible, I won't—"

Gwen couldn't stop George's long drive at all. Soon, George turned around in the room. With a cold face, he bent down to look under the bed. There was no one to hide, and there was no sign that the cabinet door had been turned, indicating that no one was hiding inside. Then, George came to the open window.

It was still raining heavily outside the window, and the window should be closed under normal circumstances, but at this time a gap was opened. George reached out and wiped the edge of the window, and he finally found a little trace - it was Gwen flipping the window There was dirt on the soles of my shoes when I came in.

George's face seemed a little displeased. He didn't object to his daughter getting a boyfriend, because she had indeed reached the age of marriage. On the contrary, she didn't want to get married, which made both George and Helen very anxious for her— But what happened in front of George right now made him a little worried. He was a little worried that his daughter had found an inappropriate boyfriend, so he didn't want him to be seen by him.

"Little girl, you are no longer the child you used to be. I have no objection to you bringing a boy home. On the contrary, if you bring a boy home, both your mother and I will welcome him, but this is not you bringing a boy behind our backs." The reason for going home, he has already run away, do you still have the nerve to let people run home in such heavy rain?"

He said earnestly, and sat down on the bed, because his back was turned and he couldn't see, but Gwen, who was standing not far from George, could clearly see that there seemed to be a trembling under the quilt, which was another I was trembling——Oops, this is not a good thing, if George really found out, even if George is an enlightened person, I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly.

Under the quilt, Gwen, who was tightly bound by spider silk, was indeed trembling. She was bound only by her body and mouth, but her ears could clearly hear everything in the room. She was also worried, worried that if George If she lifted the quilt on the bed and found herself, what would happen to this matter, so she could only try to calm herself down, her breathing was already a little rough, she couldn't make any sound, and she couldn't show any signs of moving.

She has been working hard to endure, suppressing herself, letting herself relax, not being able to be seen by her father who was a criminal policeman, until her father sat beside her, she is just a girl in her early 20s, so what? Maybe she could withstand such a torment. At that moment, she almost peed in fright.

Yes, it was literally scared to pee, my heartbeat jumped up to [-] in an instant, my whole body trembled uncontrollably, and a kind of extreme fear descended.

"George, George—did you hear what I said, come down for me quickly!"

Maybe Gwen's mother, Helen, was getting a little impatient. There was a slightly angry voice from downstairs, as well as the sound of knocking on the pot, which made George's butt fall from Gwen's bed in an instant. Move it aside, maybe George is indeed a respected tough guy police detective outside, but at home, he is eaten to death by his wife Helen.

"I'll talk to you about this later, Gwen, and now I'm going down to help your mother prepare dinner."

It wasn't until George left the room and closed the door behind him that Gwen let out a sigh of relief and sat down in a relaxed manner. The girl in the quilt also rolled out from under the quilt, with an angry expression He stared at his other self, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

"You said you could get him off—"

When the gag thread was ripped off, Gwen looked angrily at her other self.

She didn't know where this self came from, but what happened this time was indeed a bit too much.

"Sorry, I didn't expect him to be so suspicious. My father is not as exaggerated as your father."

He took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair next to the desk. Facing the anger from his other self, Spider-Woman Gwen spread his hands and showed a somewhat helpless expression. Trying to excuse myself.

"You still owe me an explanation."

"I've said it, and I'll explain it clearly—although I'm a little confused myself."

PS:

There is no such paragraph in the original work, isn’t it very interesting~