Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 115 Gwen Exposed Her IQ

"Captain, your coffee."

"Thanks, Ben, but I'm no longer in any capacity."

New York Police Department, George Stacy said to Ben who handed him coffee.

"But people don't think so."

Ben, a thin, clerical office cop, has always treated George with respect.

"By the way, the case at the Natural History Museum last night"

George asked about last night's case.

Since both Peter and Gwen were involved, he couldn't help but be indifferent.

Although Gwen went home last night and explained to him what happened at the museum, he still couldn't believe it.

After all, monsters and ghosts are too bizarre.

But the destroyed exhibition halls in the Natural History Museum, as well as those things that disappeared strangely, made him suspicious again.

"You mean Gwen? It doesn't seem to be her business at the moment."

Ben explained to George: "We retrieved the video from the Natural History Museum and found that the victim was indeed killed by unknown elements who broke in."

"The stolen cultural relics and the destroyed things in the exhibition hall are also very likely caused by the group of thieves."

In the exhibition hall, except for the surveillance video in the room where the victim was located, the surveillance in other areas were all turned off.

So the police only saw the video of the murder of the staff, and the rest can only rely on guesswork.

"Then—have you seen the face of the murderer?"

George Stacy frowned and asked the other party.

"No, it's just a blurry shadow. The height can be roughly judged, but due to the angle and clarity, the whole picture cannot be seen clearly."

Ben said helplessly to George: "As for the identity of the murderer, we still need to investigate further."

"Ah."

Ben nodded. He had heard that the victim was in almost the same condition as the body found in the Green Graveyard.

All the blood in the body was lost.

Is it really as Gwen said, with the coming of Halloween, are monsters like vampires also appearing?
Thoughts that he thought were absurd came to his mind.

Better to ask Peter.

He always felt that what happened in the museum had nothing to do with Peter.

Shaking his head, he put down the coffee in his hand and walked outside.

As a result, he was quickly stopped by a blonde woman wearing sunglasses and a man in a black windbreaker.

"Captain George Stacy? We want to talk to you about the murder at the Natural History Museum."

The woman said to him straight to the point.

"Sorry, you guys should talk to the detectives in charge of this homicide."

George frowned, looked at the woman in front of him and said.

"We would be very grateful if you could tell us what you know."

"You are"

George looked suspiciously around the opponent.

"We are federal agents, and we can only tell you this at this time."

"Then do you have relevant documents?"

"I'm sorry I can't show the credentials of the federal agents, but we have a letter of credentials from the First Commissioner."

The woman showed George Stacey the document in her hand.

"So... now we can talk?"

In the office, George Stacy faced two federal agents, closed the door, and asked each other: "Ms. Sharon, what do you want to ask?"

"As far as I know, Captain Stacy, your daughter Gwen Stacy was involved in last night's murder"

"She is innocent."

George immediately interrupted her, "It's not incomprehensible for two children who are curious about museums to find some scary and exciting themes when Halloween is approaching."

"I know, but none of this is quite the norm, is it?"

Sharon said to George with a calm expression: "Leaving aside the reason why the coincidence happened when the two entered, since most of the testimony was provided by the two together, we retain a considerable degree of suspicion."

After failing to hand over the goods in the Green Graveyard, the four of Sharon were reprimanded by Nick Fury.

The other half of the "Amulet of Life" is said to be hidden in the Natural History Museum.

The anomaly that happened in the museum last night gave S.H.I.E.L.D. the reason to believe that Dracula's undead legion started a conspiracy last night, trying to find the other half of the Talisman of Life hidden in the museum.

Now half of the Talisman of Life is taken away by that bastard who calls himself "Black Watcher". If the other half is taken away by Dracula, then his work will be completely wasted.

Although it's cool to have those two bastards fight over it, once anyone gets two Life Talismans.

It is estimated that the whole world will have no peace.

"They're just two high school students."

George said word for word.

"It's not about status, Captain Stacy."

Sharon Carter looked into George Stacy's eyes without showing any sign of backing down.

"Whoa!"

From the outside window, the sound of branches falling suddenly sounded.

"Who?!"

Sharon Carter, who reacted, immediately took out a pistol and pointed it outside.

As a result, a crow fluttered its wings and flew away from them.

Looking at the two professional agents who took out their pistols, George couldn't help complaining, "You guys are really too sensitive!"

"Feel sorry."

Sharon Carter put away her pistol and said calmly, "We have orders."

The crow flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky.

The black pupils of the evil bird extended inward, as dark as a black abyss.

At the very end of the abyss, Peter's pupil appeared inside.

"Oh!"

After closing the door, Peter raised his head and looked in the direction of the police station.

The conversation between Sharon Carter and George in the police station was all captured by his crow clone.

The crow used as a spy has always been one of the safest detection tools.

Peter reached out and studied the orange ring on the index finger of his left hand.

The Talisman of Life is able to speak to the dead and grants undead the ability to walk the earth forever.

If it is obtained by Count Dracula, it will indeed make his undead army live forever.

unfortunately
Peter shook his head, he would never have it.

"Peter?"

Aunt Mei's voice came from downstairs.

"right away!"

Peter put down his hand and walked out the door.

"Tonight is Halloween, so you have to prepare candy in advance."

Aunt May brought out a plate of candy and said to Peter, "Trick-or-treating kids, I don't know how many will come tonight, Peter, you have to buy some more."

"Aunt Mei, you should read the newspaper in advance."

Peter looked at the candy prepared by Aunt May, and said to her, "If you buy candy now, the price should have increased by 23.1% year-on-year."

"so much?"

Uncle Ben next to him made a surprised sound.

"Yes, since September, candy has risen by 13.1% year-on-year. As for the reason? It is because of the drought affecting the sugar beet crops in the northern states of the United States, and the disruption of the supply chain of manufacturers caused by the war in Europe."

Peter tells Aunt May why the price of candy has risen.

"Hmm, what a horrible war."

Uncle Ben denounced the war and patted Peter on the shoulder.

"It seems that our task of collecting candy tonight is entrusted to you, Peter."

Peter: "."

"I'm not that jack-o'-lantern kid going door-to-door begging for candy, trick-or-treating, Uncle Ben."

"Our Peter will always be a naive little boy."

Aunt Mei next to her said with a smile.

At this time, Aunt Mei didn't know the trouble he and Gwen caused in the museum.

If you know it, you probably won't be so "friendly".

downstairs.

Peter was buying candy at the store when he suddenly received a call from Gwen.

"Gwen?"

"Hi, it's me, Peter, are you free now?"

Peter glanced at a group of children around the candy counter, nodded, and said, "It looks like I'm free at the moment."

It's no longer possible to compete with the children for candy, so he now has plenty of time.

"Then can you come?"

Gwen asked Peter.

After hanging up the call with Peter, Gwen put the phone on the bed on the left, and stared at the "blood stone" in the makeup box on the table in a daze.

Wearing a pair of long purple jeans, Gwen stretched out her leg and touched the loose slippers under the bed.

High arches, plump and well-proportioned calves, lift up the slippers, and let the shoes slide into the beautiful and upturned feet.

After getting off the bed, she sat at the desk and began to use Google to search for the Bloodstone family.

The ghost I met at the Natural History Museum last night claimed to be a member of the Bloodstone family.

But she searched on Google for a long time, but she couldn't find the other party's information.

Since you can't find it, focus your inquiries on the museum's collections.

Since Ulysses Bloodstone is a ghost that appeared in the museum, and has a deep relationship with this bloodstone.

In other words, this bloodstone may have been placed in a museum exhibition hall.

Entering the official website of the Natural History Museum, Gwen browsed through various sections.

Finally, in the exhibition hall of gems and ores, I found a description similar to bloodstone.

The Natural History Museum is rich in gemstones, but the sapphires and large crystals are particularly eye-catching.

Inside the museum is a 100-carat star ruby.

With great difficulty, Gwen shifted her attention from these gleaming gems to the bloodstone she wanted to inquire about.

"Massachusetts?"

Seeing the source of the bloodstone recorded on the website, Gwen was a little surprised.

It stated that the source of this "ruby" was a gift from an antique shop in Boston, Massachusetts.

The name of the owner of this antique shop is not identified on the website.

But Gwen still didn't give up.

While waiting for Peter to come, she called her buddy Betty.

"Hi, Betty, it's me."

"Of course I know it's you, Gwen, who came to say Happy Halloween to me?"

Betty's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course it is—Happy Halloween to you, Happy Halloween, Betty!"

"Come on, I'm working on our money-making scheme right now."

Betty is working hard on making Spider-Woman's paid website, and when she thinks that she is busy as hell, while Gwen is enjoying Halloween on the side, she feels a serious sense of imbalance in her heart.

"Then I'll leave candy for you tonight."

After promising candy to Betty, Gwen talked about the business, "By the way, Betty, do you know about the dark web?"

"No dark web?"

Betty didn't know why Gwen had mentioned this to herself.

"It's a network where you can find a lot of secret information, information that has been deliberately hidden."

Gwen explained to Betty.

"Well, Gwen, all you know about the Internet is limited to ordering pizza online."

Betty complained to her: "The one you mentioned should be the network of the Ministry of Defense, or the server of the FBI. The dark web is a network used to hide illegal and criminal activities."

"Hmm, it should be about the same."

Gwen said indifferently: "You can check something for me, I can't Google it on the Internet."

Seeing the task Gwen gave her, Betty resisted in dissatisfaction: "I'm not a hacker, Gwen!"

"I believe you can handle it!"

"Clap!"

After hanging up the phone, Gwen let out a breath, then quickly logged on to her social account and sent the keywords to Betty.

Betty on the other side, although she said that she was not a hacker, she still started to operate on the computer.

Soon Betty helped her find out the legend of the Bloodstone family.

It is said that the Bloodstone family is a family that specializes in hunting monsters.

The ancestor of the Bloodstone family once fought with someone, and fragments of a meteorite that exploded nearby were embedded in the opponent's body.

With the inlaid meteorite, he has great strength, and can use the inlaid meteorite in his body to fight monsters.

The family that the person who accidentally had a meteorite inlaid in his body continued was called the Bloodstone Family.

After Betty sent the investigated information to Gwen, she added a sentence on her social account: "But these are all legends that have been handed down. There are no monsters in this world."

Gwen looked at the bloodstone on the table and said to Betty, "I've seen monsters before."

"What monster?"

"Bigfoot."

"Tch, come on, I've seen werewolves!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After reading the message sent by the other party for a while, Gwen typed to Betty: "Can you find out the Patriarch of the Bloodstone Family and their location?"

"The patriarch of the family, at first it was Septimus Bloodstone, then Ulysses Bloodstone, and then I don't know. This kind of strange news is sometimes mixed with a lot of false information, so it is difficult distinguish."

Betty continued on her social account: "The Bloodstone family is located in Boston. If you drive there, it will take three hours. Don't tell me, Gwen, what kind of monster hunting family do you want to find."

"Who knows? Maybe I went there on a whim. Maybe spending Halloween in a different city will be a different experience!"

Gwen stretched and stood up.

There were footsteps in the corridor outside, and then Peter's voice sounded outside, "Gwen, are you in?"

"I'm here, wait for Peter!"

Gwen quickly took off her slippers, put on nice ladies' shoes, and ran over to open the door for Peter.

(End of this chapter)