American Comics: The Law of Strength

Watching the van go farther and farther, Peter did not leave immediately, he looked around the empty street, and then tentatively called:

"Barbie? Spiders? Pink Snitch? Unicorn Male..."

Before Peter could say anything, an unhappy voice immediately came from the edge of the street.

"Don't give people nicknames! Don't be so intimate! Along with the complaint, there were also two spider silks,

Peter easily dodged and dodged, his face was a little more solemn, the two spider silks just now were not just launched by Gwen because she was unhappy, she really wanted to tie herself.

And Gwen really did not appear immediately, she hid in the shadows, casting a few spider silks from time to time.

Peter really couldn't figure out what reason Gwen had to attack at this moment, so he had to shout:

"You actually used the power I lent you to attack me?!"

As soon as this remark came out of Gwen's attack, she immediately stopped, and she said apologetically:

"I didn't mean that, I just... All right... Anyway, this isn't the first time I've messed up..."

As soon as the words fell, Gwen appeared, and she stood on the side of the road with her head bowed, rubbing her head in annoyance, as if she was engaged in some kind of fierce struggle inside.

If it weren't for Gwen's performance being so abnormal, Peter even thought Gwen's appearance was quite interesting.

However, retribution also came so quickly, after a few minutes of entanglement, Gwen finally made up her mind, and her first words directly caused Peter's brain to crash instantly.

"You... Who exactly?

She guessed it?!

Peter's first reaction was to run away, but fortunately, he had not lost his mind, and after forcibly suppressing the idea of escaping, he took a deep breath and tried to enter Batman's character.

"I thought there was a tacit understanding between us that we would not explore each other's secret identities."

"You can put this sentence in your next personal issue, but what I want to say is that the person who broke this tacit understanding first is you, have you already mastered my identity?"

OK... She did not doubt her identity, but was only worried that her identity would be exposed.

But Peter didn't relax.

"Why do you say that?"

Peter's past instructors used to say that answering questions with questions was a cowardly act, but it was especially useful to delay time, and Gwen took the bait.

"That Chief George Stacy..."

Gwen carefully organizes her language to avoid revealing more information herself.

"Your conversation with him is so targeted, do you already know about the relationship between me and him?"

Sure enough, the rhetoric at that time was exposed...

It's a pity that at that time, I was too deep into the play, and I didn't think much about it, just enjoying the pleasure of teasing the other party's daughter in front of the father, and the other party didn't know it, but the retribution came too quickly.

He didn't want to expose his identity in front of Gwen, at least not yet, but he needed to buy a little time to make up a logical argument.

Peter desperately remembered the way Batman faced the questioning in the comics, and suddenly had an inspiration.

Just when Gwen couldn't help but want to make a move, Peter slowly spoke.

"So you didn't leave at all as I was instructed, but ran back to the scene? Don't you know that your actions will make my plan completely fail? Why do you think I confronted those police?

"Hmm..."

Gwen instantly weakened a little, and she had to retort in a low voice:

"I'm just worried about you, I can't leave you there alone..."

What a good boy, but a pity...

Peter apologized in his heart, and then said sternly:

"This is not concern, but distrust of me! You should strictly follow the plan I laid out, if you are found out today, it will be a complete disaster for both you and me and Diane!

Gwen took a step back with a yell, and she bowed her head like a child who had made a mistake.

And Peter finally codified a reasonable set of words, and then he sighed in time and sighed in a low voice:

"You're not ready."

And Gwen raised her head reflexively after hearing this, her expression took a little pain, and just when she wanted to open her mouth to refute, Peter spoke again:

"I do know your identity, and it is not difficult the day after I met you, I only need to check the recent newspaper to do it."

"This... How is this possible!

Gwen finally found an opportunity to fight back at this time, she took a few steps forward and approached Peter, and Peter did not take a step back, he said with a slightly contemptuous sneer:

"It's much easier than you think, and I'm even curious why no one has figured out your identity after so long."

In order to prove his claim, Peter simply reasoned directly in front of Gwen.

"Your range of activities has been within New York City since you started Operation Heroes, and you've never set foot in any other country or city.

From the perspective of the way you move, your "three-dimensional mobile device" alone is not enough to support the daily commuting between the two cities.

So I'm absolutely certain that your long-term residence must be within New York City. After that, Peter looked at Gwen

as if he was asking for confirmation, and Gwen nodded honestly, and Peter continued:

"After comparing the time of your hero activities in the newspaper, I quickly found that although the time for you to perform heroic actions is not very fixed, the time for you not to perform heroic actions is very stable.

It's basically concentrated from nine to twelve in the morning and from one to three in the afternoon.

This time is almost untouchable, with the exception of weekends and a few holidays.

Gwen's body froze sharply after hearing this, she had sensed Peter's train of thought.

"If you are not a freelancer, then this schedule can basically exclude that you are an office worker, but you still have a thunderous schedule, so just combine the time when you can't do heroic activities, and guess what I get?"

Gwen was silent.

"A class schedule that goes to school at nine in the morning, a lunch break at twelve in the afternoon, a school break at three in the afternoon, and then there are various student holidays."

Although he already knew the result and then reversed the idea of reasoning, Peter also depleted his brain cells.

He only hoped to be able to muddle through this time, seeing that Gwen had completely recognized his statement, and quickly continued to complete the "reasoning" while the iron was hot.

"Although there are many schools in this neighborhood, you should not be a student of the kind of garbage school, at least not let you skip class at will."

Judging by the food and clothing you provided us in the safe house, your family should be quite wealthy, at least middle-class.

But your tutor is very strict, and the pocket money you give is very limited, and you can't afford to buy a few burgers.

That's not because Diane is so good at eating! Gwen felt her fists harden a little, but the next second she relaxed them.

"Actually, I would have needed more effort to compare the slight differences between school hours and your activity times to find you, but the Peter Parker incident directly pointed me in the way.

Because the whole incident is so abnormal, I really can't imagine why you went to the school to kill a high school student, so there must be something hidden in it..." The

reasoning is not actually over, as long as Peter continues to follow this clue, he can reasonably explain how he deduced Gwen's identity and dispel the other party's suspicions.

But Peter kept his mouth shut because he noticed an anomaly in Gwen's state.

"Do you still need me to continue?"

Peter's inquiry made Gwen recover, she glanced at Peter blankly, and then nodded uncharacteristically slightly.

That's not quite right. Peter

did not continue to reason because of Gwen's permission, but Gwen continued with Peter's reasoning:

"So I must be a student of that school, as long as you compare the list of students, you can filter my identity by attendance time and family status."

Or a little simpler... From... Find clues from that dead student, right?

Peter didn't answer, he approached Gwen to stop her from continuing this meaningless reasoning, but Gwen apparently didn't want to stop.

"You really play Batman well, or should I call you COS Man?"

"Ghost Spider-Man..."

"Haven't you already investigated my identity? I think you can call me another name.

Peter suddenly regretted it, he felt that he was making a mistake bigger and bigger, and he didn't know how to end it, and after a long silence he had to pronounce her name as if in compromise.

"Gwen..."

The moment she heard her name, Gwen was hit hard, and her body trembled, but soon she eased up, and she grinned to herself:

"This hurts a little more than I thought, and it seems that I have to apologize for directly exposing Bruce Wayne's identity before."

Then she looked at the silent Peter and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little scared... Somewhat... Overwhelmed..."

"Gwen, I can understand that revealing your identity is indeed a dangerous thing, and I can assure you that I will not reveal any identity to anyone, and you can trust me on that."

Peter really couldn't think of any words to comfort the other party now, at least not in this capacity, so he could only make promises.

Gwen, on the other hand, didn't care about Peter's assurances, and instead asked,

"So how did you do that?"

"Me? Do what?

"Standing in the spotlight... When you face those policemen and those journalists, how can you have the courage to scold them? Tell me everything? Aren't you afraid of them? Aren't you afraid of your identity being revealed?

Although she seemed to be asking a question, she did not wait for Peter to answer.

"You know, when you joked with my dad that one day you'd get in front of him and spank me in front of him, I kind of looked forward to that day.

Because I don't dare to confess to my father, I can only count on you to remove my mask.

"Gwen..." Peter

stretched out his hand to stop Gwen from tearing open the wound with his own hands, but Gwen was so determined this time that before Peter could react, her hands had already pulled down the hood of her suit and then stroked her neck.

Then she suddenly pulled down the white mask directly.

The beautiful blonde hair spread out in the night sky like fireworks.

The extremely familiar, but so strange blonde girl appeared in front of Peter's eyes so abruptly.

Those beautiful eyes like stars were looking at him, her eyelashes shining with crystal droplets, and her rosy lips pursed into a stubborn shape.

For Peter Parker, her brilliance is breathtakingly beautiful. She shines

brightly, like ten thousand stars in the vast galaxy, shining and scorching.

Lowering his weak left hand, Peter stopped trying to stop Gwen from speaking, he understood that Gwen had already endured too much stimulation tonight and she needed an emotional outlet.

And Gwen, who took off the mask, held his mask and continued as if he had made up his mind:

"I had never hated myself so timidly at that time, and I didn't even dare to admit it... Admit it..."

She opened her mouth repeatedly, as if breathing through her mouth, and finally, squeezed out the sentence.

"Admit that I killed my best friend... killed Peter Parker..."

Gwen paused visibly at the mention of Peter Parker's name.

In the time after Peter's death, she tried to avoid pronouncing any syllable in his name.

Those few words were like a handful of broken glass in your throat.

But this time, even if Gwen pierced his mouth, his mouth full of blood had to say everything.

"That's not your fault..."

"What?"

Peter repeated with a sigh.

"Gwen, that's not your fault."

"Didn't you understand me?!"

Gwen was enraged by Peter's lame comfort, and she repeated almost with a roar:

"I said, I killed him! I killed Peter Parker with my own hands! My best friend! Do you still think I'm not wrong?

Gwen spoke the truth out loud, unable to hide the bitterness in her tone.

"He ended up dying in my arms, but he didn't blame me in the end, he didn't resent me, he said he wanted to be like me, but I knew I didn't deserve it! His kindness and selflessness are something no one else has! If only he had been the one bitten by that spider in the first place!

Gwen's star-like eyes were covered with layers of mist, and a crystal light fell from her stars, smashing a brilliant splash on the icy ground.

Peter shook his head and stepped forward, looking Gwen straight into the eye and repeating solemnly, "It's not your fault."

"Nope! I understand that I am a murderer and that they should want me, but the funny thing is that I don't even dare to admit it! I tried hard to be the hero Peter Parker had in mind, but I wasn't from the beginning and never will be!

Gwen hugged herself tightly, clasping her hands around her shoulders.

"No matter how hard I try to enforce justice and fight crime, I can't change all this, and this city hates me!"

"It's not your fault."

But Peter continued to repeat the sentence mechanically, only his tone became more firm, and he stepped forward to take Gwen into his arms and repeat it in her ear like a dream.

"Gwen, it's not your fault."

"Are you kidding me?! Let go of your hands!

Gwen struggled violently, but could not break free of Peter's hoop-like arms.

Peter hugged Gwen tighter and tighter, whispering in her ear, "Gwen... It's not your fault.

And this time Gwen didn't refute again, she reached out and hugged Peter's body, buried her head tightly in his neck, and made a dull sound.

And Peter felt the wetness of his neck and raised his head to look up at the starry sky. In the

bright and boundless night sky, there is a star that is streaking through the sky...