Friendly neighbors are villains

Amy was bored in the Avengers Building and clicked various attribute bars in the background. The game is now in a state of emptying without a plot. Generally, this situation means that the player can exit the game.It is not impossible to continue playing, but there will be no new plots in a short period of time. At most, you can earn US dollars by playing some repetitive daily tasks.

She has no shortage of game currency now.

The Duke's [Evil Value] is 5.00% more than before, and Amy has evolved the villain's loyalty with US dollars. Only the loyalty of Magneto's label is still gray and has a question mark on it.

When Amy turned off the backend and saved the progress, she saw the archive where Spider-Man kept confessing his life experience. Amy probably couldn’t forget the complex expression on the boy’s face when Spider-Man took off his hood. up.

If I chose the love mode at first, Amy thought, I should be talking about a campus love with Peter at the moment. To be honest, it shouldn’t be bad. Peter is a boy with a delicate heart who knows how to think about others. A caring and safe boyfriend.

Amy was taken aback by her own thoughts. She actually wanted to wait until the end of the villain's strategy and play the love version again.

She forced this idea out of her mind, quit the game without hesitation, and always reminded herself not to be addicted to it, and not to be obsessed with the code.

There was a light knock on the door, followed by Mrs. May's tentative greeting: "Amy, are you up yet?"

Mrs. May would only disturb Amy when she was preparing meals and when she was sure that Amy was at home. She was the best communicator among the landlords Amy had come into contact with, and she would never pry into Amy's privacy.

"Get up." Amy put down the VR glasses, and a sense of dizziness caused her to shake twice in the seat.

"My nephew is back, I hope you don't mind having lunch with us?" Mrs. Mei finished speaking, as if she was telling the nephew in his mouth, "Don't touch that one, we can eat it when the guests come."

"Aren't I the guest?" The voice came from a male, sounding very young, with a brisk tone.

Amy still remembered the nephew that Maeve mentioned. She mentioned it again two days ago. The nephew seems to be a reporter who stays in border countries with frequent battles all year round to take some photos related to war themes.

The room where Amy lives now originally belonged to him.

Today, Saturday, is the date that the legendary nephew will return.

"I don't mind, I'll come right away." Amy said, she has nothing to mind, this is someone else's home, Amy just hopes that the other party will not move back on a whim, in that case, she will have to find a new house up.

It is really not easy to meet such a reasonable landlord as Mrs. Mei.

Amy stood up from her seat. For a moment, she had a splitting headache, as if she had been hit by a heavy object, and her mind was buzzing.With almost no preparation, she sat directly on the floor, and simply held onto the handles of the table and chair, otherwise she would fall badly.

Even so, Amy made a lot of noise after falling.

"Amy?" Mrs. May knocked on the door again, she felt something was wrong, "Amy, dear, are you okay?"

"What happened, Auntie?" The young man came over.

"I don't know." Mrs. May said worriedly. She twisted the doorknob and locked it. Only the people inside can open the door. "Amy, can you open the door, Amy?"

Amy has the habit of locking the door. She is not completely unconscious yet, but Mrs. May's voice seems to be drifting from far away.She tried to get close to the door and unlock the door, but she couldn't do it at all.Her eyes were spinning, and her headache felt like it was about to burst.

"Help..." Amy whispered angrily.

The young man put his ear to the door and listened: "She is calling for help."

"What?" Mrs. May also put her ears closer, "I didn't hear anything, I have to find a spare key quickly, hey, where are you going?"

"When I came back, I saw that the window was unlocked, so I should be able to get in from there." The young man took off his coat and went out.

Aunt Mei hurriedly followed: "Peter, if you want to climb over the wall, it's too dangerous!"

"Don't worry." The young man called "Peter" said, "I often climb over the wall. Don't forget that I am a war correspondent."

The young man called Peter skillfully climbed up the uneven wall, and arrived at the window of Amy's bedroom very smoothly. The window was not locked, and he squeezed in with his back arched. girl.

"Peter, have you gone in?" Mrs. May asked anxiously outside the door.

"Come in, the situation is not good, please call the ambulance." The young man squatted down and carefully helped Amy up. He noticed that the girl's half-empty eyes were full of confusion that could not be focused.

The embrace of the young man gave Amy a glimmer of hope. She didn't know what was wrong with her. There was nothing uncomfortable in her body, especially her head, which was too painful and very heavy.

"It's okay, don't worry, your name is Amy, right, the ambulance will come soon, hold on." The man hugged Amy horizontally, opened the door with one hand, and he glanced at it briefly in a hurry The Spiderman doll placed on Amy's bed, "Do you like Spiderman? Me too, Amy, don't fall asleep, you have to find a way to stay awake now, talk to me."

Amy was a little unsure if she had quit the game. She seemed to hear Peter's voice, but the voice was smoother and less childish.

"Peter?" Amy called out the other person's name casually.

"Yes, my name is Peter." The young man said, the door opened, and Mrs. May was the first to rush in.

"Oh, God, what's wrong with her?" Mrs. May covered her mouth.

"Not sure." Peter said, "Did you call an ambulance?"

"Yes, they said they would be there in two minutes." Mrs. May made room for her nephew.

Peter put Amy on the sofa and raised the pillows. The girl was still in a semi-comatose and semi-conscious state, screaming for a headache.

"Any ice packs?" Peter asked Mrs May.

"There are only ice cubes left," Mrs. May said, "but they can be wrapped in a towel." She rummaged through the refrigerator, pulled the abrasives out of the freezer, and wrapped them tightly in a clean towel.

"It looks like a head injury." Peter said, he carefully brushed Amy's hair aside, "But I can't see the wound, did Amy have headaches or something before?"

"It doesn't seem to be." Mrs. May handed Peter the impromptu ice pack, "At least I haven't found it. Well, I'll go to the room to see if she has any headache pills."

Peter used an ice pack to apply simple cold compresses to Amy's head, and the girl on the sofa seemed to be in great pain, constantly chanting "Peter, why are you here, haven't I quit the game" and so on.

Not long after, the ambulance took Amy to the hospital. Mrs. May contacted her mother and learned on the phone that Amy did not have headaches or other diseases.Mrs. May reassured the other party that she would take care of everything, so that Amy's mother didn't have to worry, and don't rush to New York, she promised to take good care of Amy.

When Amy fully woke up, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and the smell of disinfectant in the hospital made her quickly understand where she was.

The first thing she thought of was a huge medical bill. Even if Amy had social insurance, a trip to a hospital in New York would be a lot of money.Then she began to recall how she came to the hospital. Amy seemed to see Peter in her impression, but it must be an illusion.

"Are you awake?" The man's hearty voice jumped into Amy's ears.

Amy looked in the direction of the voice, it was a familiar yet unfamiliar face: "Peter?"

"Yes, I am." The young man named Peter said with a smile, "You have been calling me by this name, it seems that Aunt Mei told you a lot about me before I came back, seriously, I I thought it was unfair that she didn't even tell me that it was a girl who lived in my room."

"Why... why are you here?" Amy looked at the other party in surprise, she clearly remembered that she had quit the game, why did she see Peter?

"It seems that you haven't come out of the game yet." Peter said with a smile, "My name is Peter.Padt (Peter.Padt), and Mrs. May is my aunt. She told me that the sandwiches you made are delicious."

The young man looks 24 or 5 years old, very much like the person Amy is familiar with in the game, both in appearance and voice.But if you look carefully or listen carefully, there is still a very obvious difference. The person in front of you is mature and upright, with a calm voice, and has a completely different temperament from the "little Peter" in the game.

"My name is Amy." Amy introduced herself, "Unfortunately, you won't be able to eat sandwiches for a while."

Young Peter shrugged: "There is always a chance, how do you feel now?"

For some reason, Amy felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity despite seeing him for the first time, and the other party seemed to be communicating with her casually, and there was no embarrassment at all between the two of them.

It's like a friend I've known for a long time.

"Dizzy." Amy said.

"The doctor said that your brain is hypoxic due to fatigue." The young Peter said, "You must have spent all your rest time on clearing the game."

Amy wanted to nod, but felt that she was not as exaggerated as the other party said. She usually only stays in the game world for 4-6 hours before quitting, which is far easier than her own job.

"I saw you were playing the game 'Heroes'. I remember that it has been taken off the shelves." Young Peter asked with concern, "It is said that there is a problem with this game. Are you sure you want to continue playing secretly?"

Amy said: "I am one of the developers of this game." She said, "Now I am also its tester. The company needs us to ensure that all the problems in the game disappear after a month and put it on the shelves again."

The young Peter froze for a moment, and explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were an employee of 'M' company,"

"Nothing to apologize for." Amy was amused and kind at his sudden apology.

"Are you hungry? This is the dinner I brought from home. Aunt Mei told me that you don't really like to eat her food." Young Peter said, "But if you use it to fill your stomach, it should be fine."

Amy took a deep breath. She always thought that she was covering it up very well. Mrs. May's cooking skills were as lackluster as those of all American housewives.But she was warm and friendly, and Amy couldn't refuse every time, and sometimes acted as if it tasted good.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mei had already seen it.

"Actually, I don't like it very much either," said the young Peter, blinking playfully. "Don't let my aunt know, okay?"

Amy smiled: "I think she might already know."

The dinner was not as difficult to swallow as Amy imagined. It could be seen that Mrs. May had worked hard to welcome her nephew, although it was not much better than usual.Maybe it was because she was hungry, or maybe it was because she had someone to accompany her when she was sick, and the other person happened to be talkative. Amy ate this simple dinner very comfortably.

"Did anyone say you look like a Hollywood star?" Amy drank the juice that the young Peter bought her.

"I've been told by many people that I look like a different star." The young Peter smiled and raised his chin confidently.

He is indeed handsome, not that stunning appearance, in short, young Peter made a very good impression on Amy.

"Do you know Tom Holland?" Amy asked.

"The one who played Spider-Man?" said the young Peter. "It seems to be very famous recently. My colleagues all say that I resemble him, and tell me to quickly apply for his stand-in to earn extra money."

"You can't be his stand-in." Amy joked, "You're taller than him."

Amy's condition has not fully recovered. At around 7 o'clock in the evening, she had a headache again, so the attending doctor asked Amy to stay in the hospital for observation.

Mrs. Mei came to visit halfway, and she told her nephew to wait until Amy was discharged from the hospital to accompany her home.

Young Peter agreed without hesitation.

On the contrary, Amy felt very embarrassed. The relationship between her and them was at most a landlord and a tenant. Although Mrs. Limei always liked to ask her relatives, she was far from being able to ask the other party to accompany her.

"Amy, don't refuse me." The young Peter said, "Actually, I want to interview you."

"Peter, Amy needs to rest." Mrs. May issued a warning dissatisfaction.

"Just asking a few questions." Young Peter smiled harmlessly, "It won't affect her rest."

Mrs. May wanted to say something to refute, but Amy relieved the young Peter: "I have no objection, thank you, Mrs. May, but sleeping too much will also give me a headache."

"Okay." Mrs. Mei said, "If he asks a question you don't want to answer, just tell him to shut up. He has been talking a lot since he was a child."

The young Peter smiled helplessly: "Aunt Mei, I am your guest. I don't even have a room to sleep in now. Can you show some sympathy?"

"I'll clean up a floor for you," Mrs. Mei said.

After Mrs. May left, Peter took out the recording pen he had prepared earlier.

"So formal?" Amy twisted her neck a little uncomfortably.

"Don't be nervous." The young Peter said, "It's just a professional habit. It's not easy to lose important information when you record it." He took out his reporter ID and put it in front of Amy. "Look, I'm a professional media person, so please Trust me I won't make it hard for you."

"What do you want to interview me?" Amy said, "What about a girl who fainted from playing too much?"

This kind of news used to come out endlessly when the hero game was very popular.

The young Peter laughed: "This can indeed be selected as an interview topic, because it happens to be related to the content of my interview."

"It's about the 'Heroes' game?" Amy said.

"That's right." Young Peter said, "So, shall we start?"

"Sorry, I may not reveal too much about the game." Amy said, "If you want to know some inside information, I can recommend you to my superior department."

"Don't worry, I'm not asking these questions, and I won't treat you as an employee of 'M' company, you are just being interviewed as a player." Young Peter said, "Actually, I have been doing follow-up reports on this game before. , I have interviewed many players, and then the game was shut down, and my interviews can only be suspended, just now you said that it may restart in a month, I think I can continue to do this report.”

"Ask." Amy said.

"If I ask you something you don't want to answer, I can shut up." The young Peter said with a smile.

Peter didn't ask too much about the game itself. The conversation between the two was more like a chat. The interview ended in less than 10 minutes. Amy drank a cup of hot milk and fell asleep slowly.

In the middle of the night, Amy fell into a drowsy sleep. She was woken up by a rustling noise, and slowly opened her eyes. The surrounding light was very dark, and there was only a small night light in the room. He vaguely felt that there was someone on the head of the bed. shaking.

"Peter, is that you?" Amy asked.

The mouth was suddenly covered by someone's hand, and the opponent's force was very heavy, leaving no room for Amy to call for help.

Amy was frightened, she was sleepless and struggled hard.

A shining scalpel flashed in front of her eyes. The cold metal texture made Amy fall into the ice cellar. The threat came so suddenly that she didn't react at all, and she had already turned into a fish on the chopping board.

There are two beds in the ward, and currently only Amy is sleeping here. Peter is sitting on the other bed before she closes his eyes and sorting out information on his laptop. No one knows where he is now.

Just when the assailant was about to dig the scalpel into Amy's eyes, the incandescent lights in the ward suddenly turned on, and the sudden bright light made the assailant close his eyes subconsciously.An unopened soda can flew towards his head, and the murderer was hit and staggered. He let go of Amy's hand, covered his head, and seemed a little dizzy.

Amy was still in shock, took a few gulps of breath before jumping up from the bed, grabbed the sheet and put it on the assailant, then picked up the glass vase by the bed and slammed it on his head.

The murderer fell to the ground with the sheets, twitching from time to time.

"Amy!" The young Peter directly carried Amy off the bed, away from the murderer who fell on the ground, "Are you alright?"

Just now he saved Amy's life with a can.

"Yes, there is something to do." Cold sweat drenched her whole body, and there was no part of her that was not trembling. "I, did I kill someone?"

The young Peter carried Amy to the chair next to him and sat down. He said comfortingly, "Don't worry, this is just self-defense." The young Peter walked up to the murderer carefully, and lifted the quilt. The opponent's head was not bleeding , The belly still has ups and downs, just a coma.

The police arrived at the scene of the crime 5 minutes later, and the murderer had been brought under control. Before he was brought into the police car, he hadn't fully regained consciousness, which shows how ruthless Amy's slaps were.

The behavior of Amy and the young Peter was indeed self-defense, so the two only recorded statements in the hospital, and the police left.

Given that the safety of the hospital was questioned, the young Peter handled the temporary discharge procedures for Amy. If she had a headache at home, she could receive diagnosis and treatment immediately without queuing.

But Amy swore she never wanted to be in the hospital again.

"The law and order in New York is very bad recently." The young Peter said to Amy, "That's why I came back from an early vacation."

Amy still has lingering fears about the previous attack, everything happened so suddenly, if it wasn't for the boy beside her, she couldn't imagine the consequences.

"Amy, I'm sorry, I just went to the bathroom and drank some coffee." The young Peter said with great self-reproach, "You must be terrified now, I'm sorry, I should have stayed by your side. "

Amy had no choice but to nod. She had been in the United States for so long, and this was the first time she had faced crimes. She had only seen them in the news or in newspapers before.Sure enough, the game world and reality are completely different things. Amy couldn't help thinking that when she was shot and held hostage in the game, her heartbeat didn't even speed up.

"Thank you just now," said Amy.

The young Peter didn't know how to comfort him. He said in an apologetic tone, "No, it's all my fault. If I had been there, this matter would never have happened."

Young Peter parked his car on the side of the road and went upstairs with Amy.

"I should have stayed in the room all the time." The young Peter said angrily again, "Since the news reported that those criminals escaped from prison, New York has become different from before."

"Prison break?" Amy was obviously taken aback. She remembered the news she had seen before. All the criminals in a prison had escaped. Because it was very far away from New York, she didn't take it to heart at all.

"Yes." Young Peter said, "Although the government didn't deliberately emphasize it, my colleagues and I conjectured that the reason for the sudden and sharp increase in the crime rate in New York was related to these criminals."

In a daze, Amy suddenly had the feeling that she hadn't exited the game yet. Of course, this was impossible. She had already nervously clicked on the background of the panel just now, but nothing appeared.

"I made some inquiries. The one who attacked you was a perverted killer who specialized in stealing women/organs. He was imprisoned 10 years ago. After escaping from prison, many women have been killed. He is very cunning and has always disguised himself as Doctor, the police finally arrested him this time." Young Peter feared that Amy would be afraid, and immediately added, "With your credit, maybe you will get a medal of honor, Amy, your reaction just now is awesome, most girls are here In that case, I would be too scared to move.”

Amy sighed: "Are you sure you are comforting me?"

Back at the residence, Mrs. Mei asked eagerly about the situation, and the young Peter gave a general description without daring to go into too much detail.

Amy called her mother and did not tell her what happened in the hospital. The two of them are far away, and there are several hours of flight time from Los Angeles to New York. Even if she said it, it would only increase her troubles. .On the phone, Amy told her mother to close the doors and windows, not to let suspicious people into the restaurant or anything, to load the bullets of the gun, and not to hesitate in case of danger.

Sitting at the desk, Amy held the newly bought Spider-Man doll in a daze. Thinking of the scene a few hours ago, she felt extremely terrified. At this moment, she desperately wanted to see the boy.

"Amy, can I come in?" Outside the door came the voice of the young Peter.

Amy's chaotic heart got a brief relief: "Please come in, the door is unlocked."

The author has something to say: There are a few important pieces of information in this chapter, I don’t know if you can see them, but I’ll summarize them for you~

1: The monster Amy made in the game has to be borne by herself in reality. Maybe this is who the heavens spared.

2: Young Peter is the little Peter, and the frequency of appearances in the future will not be too high, but please remember that it is very important to have this product.

3: Amy’s mutation ability is more interesting, it has been reflected here, I don’t know if anyone can guess it, yes, it has already been manifested, and the next chapter will reveal it~

4: More than 6000 words today, thank you for not disliking this article, I love you all!