Chapter 12 For props
  Terry originally wanted to look for Officer Jones, but the next moment, he saw Uncle Martin running over with a concerned face.

"Terry, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, uncle, on the phone..."

Terry immediately saw a large number of New York police officers following his uncle, staring nervously at him.

He realized that Uncle Martin was asking about his experience at the police station.

"Eh, it's okay, I just thought I was going to jail for hurting someone."

Terry decided to speak truthfully, but Martin noticed Terry rubbing his hands and let out a cold snort in his nose.

Director Austin trembled all over and broke out in sweat: "No, how could it be? We have found out the identities of the kidnappers. Three of them have criminal records. Your nephew is 100% acting in self-defense." ."

"Better so."

"Let's go, Terry."

"It will still take some time, Terry, but you can already start making a travel guide - just like we agreed five years ago, you make a guide and I will pay for it."

"what happened?"

"uncle."

"Trouble solved, right?"

Across the road, Peter Parker scratched his head and walked over hesitantly.

When Martin led Terry out of the New York Police Department, Terry suddenly saw an unexpected person standing across the street.

Terry's face suddenly turned red and he hurriedly broke away from Martin's hand. After all, he was already a high school student.

"Then can our travel plan be put on the agenda?"

Peter peered at the door of the police station: "I guess you're fine?"

"of course."

Terry followed Martin out of the police station's office area. During this period, the police officers passing by silently stepped aside and stepped aside. Occasionally, Terry caught a glimpse of Officer Jones standing in the crowd, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Martin slowed down slightly and took Terry's hand.

Peter Parker blinked: "My aunt called me out to help buy some chili sauce... Then I happened to witness the scene of you being escorted into the police car, and I just wanted to come over and have a look."

"No problem, I promise."

Martin has promised more than once that he will slowly get out of those shameful industries. If possible, Martin plans to open a serious company and set up a charity to help those Asian compatriots who are also living in dire straits. , and even more people who are in the same difficulties as they were.

"Hi~"*2.

An inexplicable strange feeling came to his heart. Terry felt a little awkward inside and had to avert his eyes.

"I want to see the Aurora."

The two of them greeted each other at the same time, and Terry asked preemptively: "Peter, why are you here?"

In the blind spot of Terry's perspective, Martin's expression changed subtly, but he still squeezed Terry's finger firmly: "Of course, now I have completely gotten rid of those things."

Terry understood Martin Lee's difficulties. He said more than once that if it weren't for surviving in all kinds of difficult situations, he would never get involved in those dirty things.

Terry said.

"I just happened to be involved in an unfortunate incident. Fortunately, my uncle rushed over from Manhattan in time - well, I think I should also thank Spider-Man. After all, when I was held at gunpoint, Spider-Man saved me."

Peter's originally slightly embarrassed expression suddenly lit up: "You actually know the title Spider-Man?!"

Then Peter quickly "quibbled": "I am a fan of Spider-Man. After all, he has been out for several months. I admire him very much, but I didn't expect you to know him too."

Terry realized that he seemed to have let something slip, and he quickly searched through the incomplete information in his memory to make up for it.

"I just happened to read an issue of the Daily Bugle, but I forgot which issue it was."

"Daily Bugle?"

Peter repeated it, and then rubbed his hands inexplicably excitedly: "I'm going to subscribe to an issue tomorrow. I didn't expect that there is already a newspaper willing to report on Spider-Man?"

amount.

Terry always felt that something was not right.

Fortunately, Martin interrupted Terry's embarrassment. "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is Peter Parker, a classmate I met after transferring to another school today."

Martin suddenly gave Terry a thumbs up: "It seems that you have indeed found a warm-hearted friend."

Peter was hesitant. He wanted to explain that the two of them had just met, but this could not explain why he would chase an ordinary classmate who he had just met on the first day to the police station to watch.

You can't say that you came here to gossip, right? You accidentally saw that a new transfer student might go to jail on the first day of school. Do you think this is someone you can brag about in class tomorrow?

If you say that, I'm afraid it will offend people.

Peter cast a somewhat embarrassed look at Terry, but the latter cooperated perfectly without even looking at him.

Terry hooked Peter's shoulders and deliberately made a vicissitudes of life expression: "Peter and I hit it off, uncle."

Peter laughed twice in agreement.

Martin raised his eyebrows, casually took out the car keys and shook them: "I guess you two guys haven't had dinner yet. Classmate Peter, why don't you give your aunt a call? Tonight is the time for Uncle Martin to lose money!"

In the end, Peter was pushed into the car by Terry with an anxious look on his face.

Of course, Martin was not stingy. In order to make Terry look good in front of his classmates, he deliberately chose a high-end restaurant that even he himself had never eaten at, and ordered a bunch of expensive ingredients.

Peter, who was surrounded by high-grade beef and caviar, felt a little dizzy and asked Terry nervously if it was too expensive.

It was also Terry's first time here. Although he had always known that his uncle's business was doing well and he was not short of pocket money, Martin usually taught him not to be extravagant and wasteful.

"Um, should everything be fine?"

Terry analyzed carefully.

Peter couldn't hold the fork anymore: "Should?!"

"I think so - my uncle just finished a 'big business' today, and I encountered this problem today. According to our custom, we need to have a good meal to wash away the wealth and disaster."

"That's it, okay then."

Peter finally picked up the knife and fork with peace of mind. After eating a piece of beef on the dinner plate that was said to be more expensive than gold, he suddenly choked up and said, "What a good custom!"

Terry glanced at Peter who was moved, and his eyes inadvertently passed over the other person's empty wrist.

If Peter's other identity, Spider-Man, possesses something that allows him to obtain rare hook props, then can other people with special titles produce his pixel game props like a special NPC in the game?
  Terry looked at his uncle who was drinking wine again.

Although Martin Lee seems to have a codename of Mr. Negative, and his uncle can indeed control some weird black and white energy, in his broken memory, Mr. Negative seems to be an evil villain.

After careful consideration and comparison, he found that this was different from the Uncle Martin he had known for nearly ten years. He also didn't think that a great villain would persist in teaching him so many things like strength, kindness, and kindness for ten years. Positive qualities such as keeping your promises.

'Or, just like Flash Thompson's Venom is some kind of future tense that hasn't happened yet, Mr. Negative is the possibility of a time in my uncle's life when something terrible happened in my world. It's not happening, not yet. ’

Carefully recalling every bit of time spent with Uncle Martin over the years, Terry was very convinced that his uncle was essentially a good person.

Then Terry's thoughts began to diverge.

If you can meet more people with names in your memories from time travel in the future, you should pay more attention to contact them.

After the two young men's stomachs were full, Martin stood up with a smile on his face and went to check out. Then he came back and told Terry that he had re-hired a moving company and a housekeeping company, but it was too late now and he might not be able to transfer Terry tonight. The house Ruixin rented was taken care of in time.

Terry was about to say that he could just find a hotel for the night.

Peter, who had accepted the meal, raised his hand in embarrassment: "I have a spare room at home, and Terry can come and stay for one night - Aunt Mei won't mind. In fact, I often take my good friends there. My Aunt Mei is also happy to see me meet new friends."

Martin took out a bill from his wallet: "Thank you very much, Peter."

"No, no, no, never!"

Peter jumped up from his seat in panic, waved his hands and backed away.

Terry was also a little embarrassed, but after thinking of the special hook prop, he accepted Peter's kindness and took the banknotes from his uncle's hand.

"How can you directly pay such a sum of money to high school students? There are many ways to express gratitude. For example, I use my pocket money to treat my friends to snacks."

Martin was stunned for a moment, then he touched the back of Terry's head: "It's very good, young man, you react very quickly."

"Come on, get in the car and I'll see you off."

(End of this chapter)

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