[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

"Wow!"

The tingling spread from the tailbone to the spine, briefly numbing the nerves.It was black and white before her eyes, and after a large piece of light flashed, Petra opened her eyes in pain, and met Strange's gaze.

Huh? ?

She sat up suddenly, looked around, and it was indeed the interior decoration of the Holy of Holies.The sofa that Strange sat on last time was not far away from him, and he could touch it by stretching his arms.

The interior of the tool room was quite narrow just now, with rows of iron frames on both sides. Petra was blocked by Gwen, and she took a step back unconsciously. After falling, Gwen also fell down, and the two of them fell into the circle of fire that suddenly lit up...

It turned out that he was brought back to the Holy of Holies by Strange!

Petra stared at him blankly, opened her mouth slightly, and didn't know what to say for a moment.She may not be able to defeat the two employees of Osborn, but with Gwen around, she may be restrained, and the consequences are unpredictable. She should obviously be grateful to the other party for saving them, but...

She was flustered, her mouth was dry, and she didn't say a complete sentence. She was pulled up by the older boy in a trance, and she didn't respond much.

"Are you okay?" Gwen held Petra steady, before she had time to take care of her too much, she immediately turned her eyes to the strange man on the opposite side, sized her up cautiously, pursed her lips and asked, "Who are you? Just now... what did you do?" what?"

Suddenly dropping a "black hole" from one space to another place that has never been to before, this is too beyond the cognition of ordinary people.Gwen thought she was well-informed among her peers, but she had never experienced such a thing.

Why did Petra hide from those two people, is there something wrong with them? ... Is this person in front of you an enemy or a friend?

Strange stood up slowly, the tail of the crimson cloak fluttering and rustling.He had a clear and indifferent face, with a weird smile on his lips, as if he was mocking the two for their overreaching: "The time for the little devil to be in charge is over."

"What do you mean?" Gwen frowned.

Following Strange's step, he immediately took a step back and stood in front of Petra.She hesitated for a moment, tugged at his sleeve lightly, and was about to explain when she heard the supreme mage say coldly:

Doctor Strange.

Doctor Strange.

This mage who gave up his identity as a doctor and rescued the earth from Dormammu, but still refused to inherit the title of mage, has the same arrogance as Tony Stark in his attitude towards others—yes, with a derogatory meaning Yes, let others be prejudiced and disgusted with you without hesitation.

Gwen, on the other hand, had a pretty good temper and nodded politely: "Hello, doctor."

He looked at Strange as if waiting for an explanation.

The Sorcerer Supreme glanced at him, then turned his eyes straight to Petra.

"What did you hear?"

Petra was taken aback, and subconsciously replied: "I heard them talking about crossbones and experiments, and... They seem to have reached a deal with Hydra, and they want to research something and sell it to them."

"Crossbones?" Gwen exclaimed in a low voice.

There are thousands of employees in and out of the Osborne Building, and it is impossible for him to get in touch with everyone. He does not know the identities of the two researchers named Douglas and Leonard, but he is definitely not unfamiliar with "Crossbones" the name.

Two years ago, the S.H.I.E.L.D. spaceship crashed over Washington, D.C. In the follow-up account, the public learned about Hydra’s infiltration and cleansing plan, and in this incident, Crossbones was Hydra’s right-hand man .Officials have not announced the whereabouts of him and the rest of the party, and it is likely that they did not die and were rescued.

Gwen vaguely realized that an unintentional action would involve herself in a complex conspiracy.He collected himself, his heart moved, and he looked back.

"Petty," he called her name in confusion, "Could it be that you...Could it be that Tony Stark discovered clues to Hydra and asked you to come to Osborn to inquire?"

Hearing his voice, she seemed a little disappointed, and Petra quickly shook her head: "No, it's nothing to do with Mr. Stark, it's just a coincidence, really! ——If Mr. Stark knew, how could he let me go? So Danger……"

"You also know the danger." Before Gwen could react, Strange snorted again, folded his arms around his chest, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Does a high school student want to be a hero like Iron Man? .”

"I'm sorry." Petra had no excuse, bowed her head and admitted her mistake, "I shouldn't be walking around."

"And you too." Strange finished training one, then turned to Gwen, and criticized mercilessly, "Is it because I know it's a dead end and I'm running there with my children because I'm afraid I won't die?"

Gwen's expression darkened.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen." After a while, he spoke, worry and uneasiness welled up between his brows, and thanked him softly, "Thank you, doctor."

He paused: "I never thought that there would still be real mages on the earth—can you see what happened today?"

"As long as I think about it, there's really nothing wrong with it." Strange raised his eyebrows, "Besides, with your company's level of 'security', how can it prevent it?"

Gwen smiled wryly.

The existing security measures are certainly enough for ordinary people. As for mages, can they be compared?However, he really couldn't deny that, after all, it was within such a strict Osborne Group that several lawbreakers had mixed in.

I was speechless for a while.Strange waved impatiently and gave them two glasses of brandy to calm the shock.

Gwen took it, handed one of the cups to Petra, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to surprise you. If it wasn't for me—"

"Of course I can't blame you." Petra shook her head, "I was too careless and got you involved."

Gwen sighed softly, and for a moment, she thought of something to ask: "Again, why did you go to such a remote place? I remember that there is a non-visiting area in the corridor?"

Petra: "...would you believe me if I said I was playing Pokémon Go? There was a big rock snake over there."

There were no rock snakes there at all.Gwen said heartily.There is no doubt that she has something to hide from herself. Since she didn't want to say it—or couldn't say it now, he didn't want to force it, so he simply nodded: "I see."

Strange watched Petra raise her cup and opened her mouth to drink, and suddenly reminded: "Don't drink too much, you're not old yet."

"Oh." Petra obediently responded, took a small sip, and handed the cup back.

Gwen also drank a little symbolically, put down the glass, simply sorted out her emotions, and said decisively: "We have to find a way to call the police."

"This may embarrass the police in New York." Petra quickly added, "I don't mean to slander. I think it's better to tell Mr. Stark directly."

"No need." Strange said, "I'll tell S.H.I.E.L.D. and let their people watch over it."

He keenly observed Gwen's hesitant expression, and asked him in a calm tone: "You have been in Osborne for a while, recall it, do you have any clues?"

"I don't know them." Gwen said slowly, raising her head.

Strange looked indifferent, Petra was a little disappointed, and Gwen paused for a moment, then continued: "But I think you need to focus on Mr. Osborne."

"Norman Osborn?" Petra lost her voice. "Isn't he—"

"That's right, it's our boss." Gwen pondered for a moment, thoughtfully, "Last year he reorganized the company and hired a group of teams with high salaries to work directly for him. I don't know exactly what they are doing. What, but when I was printing out the materials for Mr. Osborne, I saw some experimental reports on his side. I didn't think much of it at the time, but now it seems..."

His expression became serious.

"Norman Osborn has the authority of the entire company, all monitoring equipment can be easily mobilized, and the right to use the warehouse and laboratory is also in his hands. If someone can make trouble under his nose, then I think--"

"It was his instruction." Strange resolutely.

Gwen nodded and fell silent.

Petra was completely stunned.

She knew Norman Osborn.In her opinion, that strict, critical man was not a good father, at least a responsible and demanding leader.But she never thought that he might not be a good person.

What does he want to do?Develop biological weapons and cooperate with Hydra to rule the world? ...This is too exaggerated.But not impossible.

Petra touched the back of her neck and thought, if those scientists can make a mutated spider, they will definitely be able to make something a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than a mutated spider.They may be a kind of weapon in themselves, or they may strengthen the body of ordinary people like the serum received by the US team and become invulnerable superpowers.

I have dealt with Norman many times in the past. Although Norman has a bad attitude towards his son, he treats Petra very well—perhaps in his eyes, other people’s children are always better—Christmas The festival will give her gifts and encourage her to study hard and get into a good school.When she recalled the past, she couldn't help but feel dazed, as if her previous cognition had been completely overthrown, and she lay in pieces on the ground.

Does Harry know about this?Did he know what his father was plotting? ——He probably didn't know, and was sent to study by his father on the far side of the Atlantic Ocean in ignorance.

Thinking about it this way, Petra suddenly realized: That's it!With Harry here, this building is also unreliable, and its secrets may be discovered at any time.Only by taking him away, can Norman start his plan with confidence.

——A plan that Harry must never know about.Because Norman knew very well that that was something he would never accept.

"Petty, are you okay?"

Gwen's call rang in his ears.Petra suddenly came back to her senses, only to realize that he called her several times, but she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice it at all.

"Your complexion looks very bad." Gwen looked at her worriedly, with warm palms on her shoulders, and said softly, "Shall I take you back—"

Before he finished speaking, Strange snapped his fingers: "That's right, it's time to send you home."

A gust of hot wind hit from behind.

"Gwen!"

Gwen didn't have time to react, and watched in astonishment as she fell into the golden-red "circle", and then the flames gathered in front of her eyes, like burnt fireworks falling to the ground.

He was stunned for a long time, then looked up and saw his office.

Petra wanted to rush over, but she didn't catch up, and immediately turned her head: "Doctor Strange! What are you doing?"

She didn't even have time to say goodbye!

——They just met for the first time today, so why can't they leave a good impression?

"If he doesn't go back to work, he will be suspicious." The Supreme Master replied casually, "It's just right, I have something to talk to you alone, sit down."

She wanted to protest, but she also didn't say a word, and was pressed down by an invisible force and sat down on the sofa.

Okay, the treatment will be better, at least when she and Harley came last time, they could only be the wooden chair he conjured up...

Strange gave her the sofa chair, and he didn't rush to find a place to sit down. He leaned against the bookshelf with his hands folded and looked at the person from top to bottom.

Seeing that she felt guilty, Petra lowered her head, said nothing, and put her hands on her knees neatly.

"Did I remind you?" Strange said coldly, "Do you really want to keep your identity secret? I can't see it at all."

"Anyway, you must already know." She defended in a low voice, "You magicians are so special, even if I..."

Strange snorted: "So the kid is just the kid. Even if I don't have magic, I can still see your flaws."

He raised his chin proudly, showing a familiar "Yes, I'm actually Holmes Strange" expression.

Petra bowed her head again.

Strange took a few glances at her and thought, but this brat is more tender than he imagined.No wonder she wants to wear a mask like Batman, otherwise, if she walks out like this, how can she have any deterrent effect?Criminals may want to commit crimes even more.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed again.

Anyway, he still didn't like children.troublesome.

"That's all for today." Strange said slowly.

"What?" Petra raised her head immediately.

"I mean, stop here," Strange said. "You and those little wizards stop meddling. How old are you? How old are they? Going back to school is the real business."

"They were all kicked out of the school..."

"I know," he said slowly. "I discussed it with Blake. He agrees with me."

"He wants Harry to go to an American high school?" Petra blurted out, "But aren't they wizards? We... don't they need what Muggles need to learn?"

"It's a disadvantage to underestimate Muggles." Strange replied calmly, straightened up suddenly, and took a step towards her.

He was quite tall. Standing in front of Petra, he didn't need to put on any special aura to make her feel an invisible sense of oppression—it was simply caused by his condescending height.She was a little uncomfortable, and leaned back, her entire upper body stuck to the back of the sofa.

"What, what?" Petra was unavoidably nervous.

Strange didn't answer, but his cloak stood up by itself, stretched out a corner, and touched her face.It was as if a hand was caressing her cheek, very gently.

"I thought about it, and I still don't think so." Strange frowned, with a pensive look on his face.

"What doesn't work?"

"Let you, a child, figure it out on your own. If something happens accidentally, I will take the responsibility." He said proudly, and then snapped his fingers, "It's decided, you will come to the Supreme Sanctuary every day after school."

"Are you going to teach me magic?" Petra asked in surprise.

"No." Strange said grimly, "Our library is rich in collections. For young people like you, knowledge is power."

"……Oh."