[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

Newbella broke out in a cold sweat: "Didn't you say that you hid the sword in the safest place?! Why was it still stolen?"

"I... I can't figure it out either." Lucifer said angrily, "Gringotts has the best security system in the world, it shouldn't be!"

"How did those goblins explain it?" Newbera was anxiously walking around in the bathroom, "Also, you know the danger of Azrael's sword, why do you keep it in the world? What do you think? ?Human beings can't resist its bewitchment at all, have you ever thought about the terrible disaster it will cause?"

"So I'm here to ask you for help!" Lucifer said eagerly, "I have a few friends who work in the Ministry of Magic, and they will prepare relevant materials for me. I..."

"Immediately meet me at Stark Tower after getting the materials!" Newbella was furious, "Lucifer, I really have nothing to say to you! You are too embarrassing for the Protoss!"

"Strictly speaking, we don't belong to the same mythology system, but..." Lucifer was full of guilt, "Well, I accept your accusation, this matter is indeed my fault."

Newbella hung up the phone angrily, patted her flushed face with cold water, and calmed down in the bathroom for a few minutes, and returned to the restaurant after her chest no longer fluctuated violently.

God knows, Aunt May happened to be back in the kitchen serving barbecue, and Peter was the only one at the table.

"What the hell is he doing again?" Peter forked a piece of meatball, "The ceiling of his house is leaking again?"

Newbella didn't know what expression to make: "He lost the sword of Azrael!"

"What sword?" Peter looked confused, "Hey, eat slowly!"

"The sword of Azrael is the weapon of the angel of death." Newbera stuffed a large roll of noodles into his mouth, making his masseter muscles slightly sore. "It is a sword that can cause killing in the world."

"Um, I don't quite understand." Peter bit the meatball in small bites, "Does it have any magical power? I mean, how does it cause killing in the world?"

"For example." Newber stretched his long hand and forked the last meatball on Peter's plate, "You wanted to save your beloved meatball for the last, but I ate the meat before you Maru, so you have a little dissatisfaction with me."

"It's... not bad, I'm not dissatisfied."

Not dissatisfied at all, really, just a little shy.Is this an indirect kiss?

Newbella kicked him under the table: "Just pretend!"

"Okay, I'm dissatisfied, I'm angry, I'm depressed. Then?"

"If you put it in normal times, this kind of dissatisfaction will disappear soon. A meatball, what a big deal, there are plenty of them in the pot!" Newbera ate the meatball, "But if the sword of Azrael is in your In your hand, it will immediately sense your dissatisfaction and anger, and then use its divine power to amplify your resentment tens of thousands of times. In the end, you will chop me into a meat paste because of a meatball."

Peter opened his mouth wide: "Wow..."

"Even if you don't hold it, as long as it is within three kilometers from you, it can keenly capture the anger floating with the air current." Newbera added, "It will whisper to you, confuse you, bewitch you , I encourage you to pick it up and chop me into meat paste."

"Okay, don't mention the pate anymore." Peter threw the uneaten meatballs back on the plate, "I... that sounds too oozing, I will never chop you into pate!"

"Huh~ Believe me, under the domination of Azrael's sword, human beings can do anything." Newbera played with the table knife, "Azrael's sword will long to have it after tasting blood. More, so it becomes more bloodthirsty, constantly looking for the next killer...is this a vicious circle?"

"I...I...should count." Peter was terrified after thinking about it, "We have to get the sword back, it can't be taken by the citizens."

"The British Ministry of Magic is already taking action, but Lucifer didn't dare to tell the wizards the truth, they still don't know the horror of Excalibur." Speaking of Lucifer, Newbella became furious, "That idiot, How on earth is he in charge of hell?!"

"He...he doesn't tell the truth, how can the wizards help him find the sword?" Peter couldn't understand, "What is he trying to hide?"

"He didn't want humans to know about the existence of the Sword of Azrael, especially government ministries," Newbella explained. "Remember that SHIELD trying to weaponize the Rubik's Cube?"

"Remember, it ended up attracting Loki and the Chitauri Legion, and New York was almost turned into ruins."

"So he asked us for help in private. Yes, he mentioned your name. Your spider silk fascinates him. He always thinks you can command the termites in his house." Newbella glanced at the kitchen, " Cough cough, Aunt Mei is here."

They hid their uneasiness very well, chatted and laughed with Aunt May, talked about the handsome chef, and finished her big pot of Napoli bolognese spaghetti and nearly three catties of roast meat—after Peter was bitten by a spider , Metabolism is many times faster than ordinary people, need to eat a lot of food to obtain calories.

"Children in adolescence, it's okay to eat more." Aunt Mei smiled and went back to the kitchen to cut fruit. "Peter seems to have grown taller again, and so has Newbella."

"I'm so happy for her." Peter said softly, looking at her back. "For so many years, I've always hoped that she would come out and start a new life."

"That chef sounds good."

"Yeah." Peter murmured, "Okay, let's go back to the topic just now, what does Lucifer want us to do?"

"His flight just took off 10 minutes ago." Newbella swiped the screen to check the text message from Lucifer, "He will bring the investigation report to Stark Tower to find me."

"So there's nothing we can do until we get a report?" Peter asked. "Just wait?"

"Of course not. We have to call in the files of homicides that happened around the world in the past two days, especially violent crimes... such cases that conform to the style of Azrael's sword." Newbera didn't know what to do, " This will define the scope of movement of the divine sword..."

After eating the fruit, Aunt Mei received an impromptu call from the publishing house. It seemed that she had successfully signed a new book.

"I have to rush over there right away. There is a newly bought matcha-flavored ice cream in the refrigerator. You can eat it yourself, bye!" Aunt Mei left in a hurry, saving Peter the trouble of racking his brains for reasons to sneak out.

"Let's go, too," Newbella urged him. "Daddy wants me to accompany him to the foundation dinner tomorrow night. I have to find time to go back and try on the dress. I hope Daisy is still here, only she can enter the police as she pleases| Bureau's database."

"How are you going to explain it to her?" Peter frowned slightly, "Daisy's curiosity is quite terrifying."

"Just watch." Newbella was full of confidence, "I have already prepared."

When Daisy learned that Newbella wanted to write a detective novel, she was stunned: "You... aren't you helping Ares write a biography?"

"That's right." Newbella smiled innocently, "His wonderful life has inspired my creation. Who else is more suitable to be the heinous serial murderer in the novel?"

"Is she crazy?" Gemma asked Peter secretly, "Didn't she say that she would never pursue a career in literature?"

It took Peter a while to hold back a sentence: "Young...girls are always changeable."

"I've been reading the "Chief Female Forensic Surgeon"② series of novels recently." Newbella expressed sincerely, "The author has very rich experience in criminal investigation. She was trained by the FBI and worked as a criminal journalist. She seems to have worked in the state medical examiner's office. No wonder the world she writes is so real!"

"I understand, you want to collect material." Daisy said gently, "The homicide case files prepared by the police|police are detailed and professional. Wow, you are quite picky!"

"But... But it's obviously against the rules to do so." Newbella urgently needed the information, but didn't want to drag Daisy down, "You... If it's troublesome..."

"You don't believe in my technology?" Daisy's eyes widened. "I'm a top hacker who comes and goes without a trace, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. has nothing to do with me!"

"It means that you can perfectly erase all traces?" Newbella regretted a little, "Daisy, this matter is really, very, very dangerous, you have to think about it."

"Please!" Daisy sat down at the console and turned on the computer. "I have hacked more databases than any beautiful boy you have ever seen. Just wait and see."

Her hands were typing smoothly on the keyboard, and the unintelligible characters scrolled quickly on the screen. Newbella winked at Peter and motioned him to go out and talk.

"I always feel uneasy." Newbella closed the door of the laboratory, "but I can't tell them the truth, Lucifer has repeatedly emphasized this point. It's annoying, and Daisy will definitely be angry if she knows the truth."

"Daisy won't blame you." Peter reassured her, "It's Lucifer who caused all the shit."

"Yeah." Newbella wringed her fingers uneasily, "But Daisy agreed to help because she regarded me as a friend. She took such a big risk... Otherwise, I'll tell her to stop!"

"Don't, don't, you know her temper." Peter quickly stopped her, "This will arouse her suspicion. She is the master of hacking the Hub ③ server for the truth!"

"I was too hasty." Newbera slapped her forehead remorsefully, "My mind is full of the sword of Azrael, and I didn't consider other consequences..."

"Think about the good." Peter said softly, "Let's get the sword back quietly, and they won't know anything."

Daisy's work efficiency was very high. After a few hours, all the homicide files in the world in recent years were lying on Newbella's computer hard drive.She did her work skillfully, without leaving any traces. Seeing that the police station did not send anyone to arrest her, Newbella's half-suspended heart finally returned to its original point.

"I made a small software at random, and all the files are divided into different directory columns according to time." Daisy said sweetly, "It's an early birthday present for you."

"...It's still more than 300 days before my birthday." Newbera clicked on the list column of the day the Excalibur was stolen, "You are too picky."

"Thank you for the compliment, I spent all my money on equipment." Daisy cried, "You don't understand the sorrow of a top hacker."

"I will give you the best equipment." Newbera rolled his eyes, "Even if you are so old that you can't press the keyboard and don't recognize who I am, I will insist on giving you the best and latest equipment, thank you. "

"You're so kind." Daisy rubbed her hair, and suddenly leaned into her ear, "By the way, have you and Peter grown to the point where you can see your parents?"

Newbella almost choked on the saliva: "What... what? It's a normal gathering among friends, what kind of parents are you meeting!"

"You told Coulson yourself." Daisy said innocently, "Isn't it? Have you guys made any progress?"

"Oh, you're so annoying!" Newbella felt the heat creeping up her neck, "Go away, don't stay in front of me, I want to concentrate on reading the literature."

"It seems that there is no progress at all." Daisy shook her head sympathetically, "Are you really Tony Stark's daughter? No, you have the same hair as him. Another way to ask, are you really the daughter of Tony Stark?" Is it Aphrodite's daughter?"

Newberaton was heartbroken: "I'm busy saving human beings, how can I have time... to flirt with beautiful boys!"

"You must be wrong, you must be the child of Stark and other goddesses." Daisy shook her head, "I have read Greek mythology, your mother will never forget to fall in love, okay?"

The author has something to say: Gringotts: Baby QAQ is really professional!

Sword of Azrael: Hahaha!Rough to kill it!

Aphrodite: It's as if I had a fake child.

①Weaponization of Rubik's Cube: The plot of "Avengers 1".

② "Chief Female Forensic Scientist" series: American writer Patricia Cornwell's novels featuring forensic doctors have been published at a rate of one book a year since their publication in 1990.

③Hub (TheHub): A certain base of S.H.I.E.L.D., where information is gathered.