[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

When Petra returned home, she was immediately glad that she had eaten, and thanked Mr. Stark for the takeaway!

Still, May was determined to help her pack a fresh-baked pumpkin pie after learning she was planning to visit Harry.

"Is he okay?" Mei handed the paper bag to Petra, recalling the news she saw on TV, feeling a little emotional, "Oh, it's also a poor child. You are good friends, please spend more time with him for a while."

Petra took the paper bag carefully, opened a corner to look at it, and thought that if Harry lost sleep because of his father, this thing would definitely help him faint quickly.She took her things and set off without sacrificing her mission.

Ned had been waiting for her at the subway station for a while, his schoolbag on his back, looking stuffed.

"I decided to reluctantly give my newly bought game to Harry." He said solemnly, "I hope he can cheer up and go back to school as soon as possible."

"Uh," Petra looked at his schoolbag hesitantly, "I don't think Harry has time to play games right now?"

"That's right, he's busy taking over the whole company." Ned sighed. "It's okay, we can play at his house."

This is your real intention!

Petra originally planned to ask Michelle to go with her. After all, she was one of the better ones at the time, but she flatly refused.

"I won't go." Her tone was very subtle, "It's too much for a Shura field."

Petra: "??"

Ned: "??"

Ned scratched his head: "I don't really understand."

They drove to the suburbs, and after walking for a while, they saw the iconic villa of the Osborne family.Osborne is now in a mess, the building with several big holes was surrounded and forbidden to enter, and it was ruthlessly swept by the cold wind, making it look a little miserable.Obviously Harry was not in the mood to continue living there, otherwise he wouldn't let it go.

The suburbs are always quiet and empty. Harry brought them here during the holidays before, and they had a picnic and camped nearby. The environment is very good, very suitable for leisure and vacation.But now, the outside of the courtyard is full of dark commercial vehicles, strange faces come and go, one or two seem to be full of elite temperament, cold and unattainable.

"Osborne didn't move things from the company to the house before, did he?" Ned clicked his tongue. "Are we going in?"

Petra guessed that they came at the wrong time. After ringing the doorbell, no one came to answer the door for a long time. While hesitating, she heard a familiar voice: "Petty?"

Gwen lowered the curtains and came quickly to open the door and let them in.

Ned looked at him curiously, and Petra quickly introduced each other to them, then asked, "Why are you here?"

"I was responsible for reporting on the project before Norman Osborn's accident, and the supervisor asked me to help." Gwen said succinctly, "Are you here to see Harry? They just finished the meeting, and he is not in a good mood..."

He spoke cryptically, and Petra nodded gratefully.

"I brought some snacks for Harry." She raised the paper bag in her hand and shook it, "You must relax."

After seeing off the guests, the butler finally freed himself up and led them upstairs. Instead of going to the living room, he went directly to the meeting room.

Harry sat by the window, leaning on the sofa chair, looking into the distance, looking tired and empty, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, and his body was hollowed out.Seeing them coming, he finally regained his energy and sat up.

"I've had enough. Isn't it just that the stock price has dropped by a few percentage points? Only a few! Didn't Stark Industries, which fell by [-] or [-], have any accidents! If they want to hold a general meeting of shareholders tomorrow, I will commit suicide." Harry raised his right hand solemnly and said.

Petra couldn't help, so she passed the paper bag over: "Mei's dessert, try it?"

"Thank you. I'm starving to death. I haven't eaten since I woke up this morning." Harry happily opened the paper bag and took a bite. His face immediately turned from white to blue and then slightly red, as if he was choked. , swallowed slowly, and then said, "Excellent, Aunt Mei's craftsmanship is really the same as before..."

"Don't force it, man," Ned said hastily.

"It's nostalgic. I thought you would never let her into the kitchen again after that birthday party." Harry paused, sighed lightly, and thought of the reason, his expression became a little heavy, "Petty , Uncle Ben's accident . . . I'm sorry. I wish I had been in New York."

"It's all over." Petra shook her head, "Now you're in trouble, haven't I come to cheer you up?"

Gwen pulled her seat over the edge of the conference table and nodded to them.As Norman's assistant, he was obviously very skilled in doing these things. After Petra thanked him, as soon as she sat down, she noticed that Harry's expression was not very good-looking.

"Why are you still here?" He muttered.

"I promised others to take care of her." Gwen smiled calmly.

Harry raised his eyebrows, his face was very strange: "What?—Leaving aside who it is, Petty is now in Osborne's territory, can't I guarantee her safety?"

"Maybe you don't know yet. Just a few days ago in Osborne, there was an accident." Gwen's answer was still gentle, "Where were you at that time? Besides, if it was when the Green Goblin transformed, Even if you're there, it's probably useless."

Harry frowned, defending: "How can you be sure—"

"Then what," Ned interjected weakly, "aren't we here today to discuss how to restore Mr. Osborne to normal?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Ned turned his head: "I understand what MJ means, she is really a god."

"..."

Petra hoped she didn't get it, she could only try to bring them back to the point: "Harry, Gwen is the one who understands this technology the best of us. I came to you today to talk about it."

"The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. just left. It was just half an hour ago." Harry said gloomily, "I said I wanted to see him, but they turned me down."

"Maybe the few people you came into contact with don't have authority." Ned comforted.

"So," said Harry, after a moment of silence, with determination, "I'm going to find Spider-Man."

Gwen was slightly surprised, with a strange expression on her face, which soon faded away.He didn't answer, but turned his eyes to Petra calmly.

"There will always be a way." She put her hand on the back of Harry's hand and patted it lightly, "That person is not the key to solving Norman's problem, nor can he let you enter S.H.I.E.L.D...."

"But he has what my dad wants!" interrupted Harry. "Genetics, well, I don't know much about them, but if I can get a sample of his blood, it will be easier to figure out my dad." Want something, and what's wrong with what you're researching?"

"But……"

"Why, are you worried about him?" Harry's eyes became more suspicious.

"What do I worry about—"

"Petty, I know you've always loved the Avengers and idolized those superheroes, but this is different, Spider-Man is just a guy running around with a mask on, he's nothing—" Harry cut off just in time, barely changing Changed the wording, "At least for now, right now, he's not a hero."

"You don't have to save the world to be considered a hero." Gwen said slowly, shaking her head in disapproval, "Spider-Man has helped many New Yorkers. If you think Norman was caught because of Spider-Man, you're wrong. The Green Goblin got out of control last night, it would have caused more damage and hurt many innocent people - because of Spider-Man, he was stopped in time to make things work. If you return to New York, To be told your father was a murderer and got away with it...would that make it easier for you?"

Harry froze, staring at him, breathing heavily, but unable to speak.Just now when he was emotional, he stood up, and they also got up. At this moment, they looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

"I... go to the bathroom," Ned said dryly. "Harry, calm down. I hope we can all sit down and talk... when I get back, okay?"

Gwen sighed slightly.He didn't want to argue with Harry anymore, so he said, "Do you know the way? I'll go with you."

"Thank you very much." Ned breathed a sigh of relief.

Now Harry is a bit paranoid, but after all, it is not incomprehensible to encounter such a thing, but in comparison, Gwen's methodical and clear thinking are more reassuring.

Harry watched the two of them leave the meeting room in silence, and suddenly lost his strength, and sat down on the chair again, with his back against the window.Even under the sunlight, her shiny blond hair still looked dull.

He slightly raised his head to look at Petra: "Sorry, Petty. I lost my composure, I didn't mean to..."

"I know." Petra calmed down a lot, her expression darkened, "We've known each other for so long, don't I understand your shortcomings?"

Harry smiled wryly.

"My dad did something wrong, but I can't help but have a good impression of Spider-Man." He spoke again, with a bit of pain and struggle in his voice, "Why did it become like this? Why did I encounter this kind of situation? matter?"

No one can answer.

Petra waited for him to calm down before continuing: "I will find a way. I am an intern at Stark, and I may be able to ask Mr. Stark... But, Harry, have you thought it through and went to see Norman After that, what are your plans? Of course I will help you, but I must at least figure out what you want to do."

Harry opened his mouth.

"You know, it's about the bottom line of morality. Even if it's your father, I won't allow him to continue to do bad things." Petra emphasized the personal pronoun, "It's even more impossible to agree to fight Spider-Man with you."

"I don't want to hurt him either!" Harry said quickly, "I just thought, if I could find him, it would definitely help the research, wouldn't it? There are so many scientists in Osborne, even if they can't create mutant genes out of thin air, they can't. I can definitely find clues from the existing mutants...Petty, please, if you don't even support me, then I really will..."

He looked at her imploringly.

"Only you can understand me and my current situation..." he murmured.

After losing his mother, Harry was about to lose his father, and he couldn't help feeling anxious, even though he knew he was wrong.He used to have too much, but now he finds that he actually has nothing, his mentality is immediately out of balance, and he has no way to control himself.

Of course Petra understood, and only she could.She lost her parents when she was young, and the uncle who raised her also left her not long ago. Who can understand Harry's mood better than her?

Since she was a child, she has already tasted the taste of "lost" deeply, and never extravagantly asks for things that do not belong to her.She looked at Harry with sighs, sympathy, and even contradictions in her heart.

"We're friends."

Petra breathed a sigh of relief and stood up calmly.

Harry looked up blankly, met her eyes, and repeated, "...Yeah. Will you help me?"

"I will, but I have one more thing to tell you," she said.

"What do you mean?"

Harry swallowed inexplicably, propped himself up, took a step hesitantly, and stopped again.

What answered him was a flash of white light in front of his eyes, with two swishes, he was pressed against the wall by the impact, and his hands were entangled by silvery white silk thread.

Harry stared at his hands in astonishment, opened his mouth slightly, and then raised his head abruptly.

The girl in front of him still maintained the posture with one hand outstretched, standing a few steps away, watching him quietly, with a resolute expression that could even be called ruthless.

"Because I'm the 'Spiderman' you're talking about. So, Harry, tell me now—are you rooting for your father, or me?"