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The two younger ones left after saying this—it was almost time for them to watch the night.

Stark's complexion was very bad after hearing this guess, and Natasha also frowned.

Come to think of it, a super villain has been in front of the Avengers for so long, and even got such a good name, and they don't even realize it... This is not a joke.

Before leaving, the two were strictly ordered not to visit Osborne's house in private.It was okay to say when I didn't know the situation before, but now it is obvious that there is a problem with old Osborne, neither Stark nor Natasha will ever allow these two children to venture into such a place recklessly.

Of course Peter was very unconvinced - he has always been unwilling to be treated as a child by others, especially by Mr. Stark - even though he clearly looks like a lively and talkative little boy.

But in the end he reluctantly agreed.

Miss Spider Essence also nodded, her attitude seemed quite sincere.Stark stared at her for a long time, but he didn't see any traces, so he let her go with half-belief.

But it would be strange if Tara was so obedient.Whatever she wants to do or know, she always has to work hard to figure it out.

But she wouldn't agree in person, only to turn around and regret it.Even if she is a spider spirit who has never had a positive image, she still has a sense of morality.

Of course she doesn't have to go.In fact, why did she have to go there herself?Now she even feels that she who was conscientious and careful in following her before is mentally retarded.

So after a round of daily night watch was over, Peter was dragged to her apartment by Tara again, with a mysterious look.

"Did you discover anything new?" Peter obediently followed the girl, and thoughtfully took out two cans of Coke when he was passing by the refrigerator. With this physique, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"New discovery?" Tara pulled the ring, raised her head and took a sip, and nodded irresolutely, "Probably count?"

"I suddenly remembered a little trick." She shrugged. "Is it some kind of... racial skill?" Tara raised her eyebrows.

She crossed her legs on the ground and closed her eyes.When he opened it again, the pupils dilated suddenly, almost to the point of swallowing the whites of the eyes completely.

Peter's keen hearing naturally caught the rustling, unique sound of arthropods crawling.

He looked towards the window, and was surprised to see three or five spiders coming in through the window crack in an orderly manner.

They look like ordinary spiders that are common at home, gray and inconspicuous, always huddled in a corner, catching mosquitoes.The side of the cabinet, the foot of the bed, the ladder that has not been used for a long time, and the fluttering fine net quietly occupied the corners when no one noticed.

The spiders were moving very fast, their eight legs moved and shifted, almost appearing afterimages.Obviously, it was still on the window sill one second, and it was already in front of the next second.

The "Squad" stopped in front of Tara, rubbed the girl's hanging fingers affectionately, and then stood at five corners, all raising their tails and spinning.Those filaments are intertwined, and I don't know how to do it, but a faint "eye" shape is embroidered in the center of the net out of thin air.Then they moved their positions and wove an "ear".

It is said to be "eyes" and "ears", but they are actually two roughly oval shapes, except that one is horizontal and the other is vertical.

After finishing their work, they retreated obediently to the side and lay down next to the leg of the sofa closest to Tara.

Tara moved her finger, and two spider threads shot from between her fingers to the center of the two freshly baked webs, just in the middle of the ellipse, as if it was a finishing touch.

Peter looked at the miraculous scene in front of him curiously, with a good look in his eyes, for fear of missing any interesting details.

In fact, the interesting ones are indeed coming.

The two nets faintly shone with fine silver light, very faint, if it wasn't for the night now, it is estimated that they would not be able to see that they were shining.

Tiny dots of light flickered and floated into the midair, gathered together and outlined a circular light curtain.It was as if a corner of the space had been torn apart, and the scene on the other side could be clearly seen.

The projected scene was a bit strange at first, like walking through the grass, accompanied by a slight rustling sound.Afterwards, the angle of view gradually increased, and after a piece of dazzling soft hair passed, there was a clear scene inside the house.

Wait, inside the house?Peter's eyes widened suddenly, and he leaned forward and leaned over: "This, this, this can't be?!"

"Hmm," Tara snorted triumphantly, "it's the Osborne House. Look, isn't he here?"

"Wow! What's the principle?" Peter carefully reached out and touched the edge of the light curtain.The light spots were slightly scattered by the poke, and then quickly gathered again.

"You can understand that, emmmm, I sent spiders to 'watch', and this is one of the pictures sent by the little guys over there." Tara changed a more suitable posture for watching.

This angle is really good, condescending, everything in the house is clearly presented, and the photographer also moves the "camera" intimately from time to time, so as not to miss any important details.Therefore, the two immediately saw Norman Osborn pushing the door.

Just looking at his face, he really looked like a weak old man suffering from a serious illness and lingering on the bed, but his eyes were too terrifying, as if he was some kind of vicious predator.

Norman walked to the table and sat down. His movements were not very sharp, but he was very steady, and his skinny knuckles knocked weakly on the armrest.

With the slight upward contraction of the sleeve, tiny blue-black scales were entrenched on the old man's wrist with claws and teeth.It was clearly under the light, but it was strange that the reflections on the scales could hardly be seen, as if the light had been swallowed up.

Of course Norman saw it too. He frowned for a moment, and his eyes seemed to be jealous and disgusted, but also like extreme longing.Then he tore off his sleeves until he hid all the invisible things back in the shadows.

He didn't move any more after that, and sat motionless on the chair, as if the vitality of a living person was pulled out of his body at this moment.

The two people on the side of the "camera" glanced at each other, and they both saw unconcealable surprise on each other's faces.

"What's that? Scales?" Peter made a swallowing motion, even lowering his voice subconsciously.

"I don't think we read it wrong." Tara didn't expect to see such a big news for the first time, and she was stunned.

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