Marvel's Psyker

"Uncle Ben, this! What is this?"

Ben Parker slapped his head when he looked at the briefcase, showing a surprised expression.

"This is Richard's briefcase!"

"Father's briefcase?"

"Yeah, I almost forgot about this thing, it was entrusted to us by your father for safekeeping."

Ben Parker had a look of remembrance on his face.

"Richard saw the bag in the window of the leather shop on Ninth Avenue when he was 19 years old, what kind of briefcase does a 19-year-old kid want? But guess who sold it to your father of?"

Peter looked puzzled, "Who is it?"

"It's your mother! That's how they knew each other."

"Then why did he let you keep the briefcase?"

"I don't know that either."

Ben Parker shook his head, "Peter, your father is a very mysterious person. In fact, Richard never talked to me about his work, even if I was his brother. I only know Richard They are engaged in scientific research, no matter how many more I don’t know.”

"Ok."

Peter looked at the briefcase in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Lynch!" Peter suddenly turned to look at Lynch, "Can today's practice end first?"

Of course Lynch knew what Peter was going to do. Although he was a little excited, he still pretended to be calm and raised his hand.

"Go!"

"Ah."

Peter nodded and went straight upstairs.

Lynch saw that the plot about Peter had already started, and decided not to interfere, he bid farewell to Ben Parker.

Upstairs, Peter locked the door of his room and poured out the contents of the official documents.

A blank notebook, a few pens, a flashlight, an old-fashioned key calculator, a glasses case, some coins, a father's work ID, and a double photo of my father and another strange man.

That's all there is to it.

Peter first picked up the glasses case, opened it, and there was a pair of eyes lying quietly inside.

Peter's eyes were instantly wet, because in his already vague memories of childhood, these eyes were often worn by his father on his face.

Peter carefully removed his contact lenses and put on his father's glasses.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the prescription of this pair of glasses and Peter's eyes coincided exactly, so he could see clearly.

Moreover, after putting on the glasses, Peter actually had a magical feeling.

He felt his father's presence, as if he was beside him at the moment.

But among these things, Peter did not find any useful information after all.

Peter picked up the briefcase again and looked at it, but was surprised to find that the hand felt a little weird.He rummaged through the inside of the briefcase, and finally found a hidden zipper. After opening it, he found a folder from the briefcase's interlayer.

Peter opened the folder curiously, seeing numbers and symbols everywhere, and a formula he had never seen before caught Peter's attention.

"Zero...zero...decay rate algorithm?"

While Peter was thinking, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Peter subconsciously hid the folder before opening the door.

The door opened and Ben Parker walked in.

"Oh my god!"

As soon as he entered the door, Ben Parker exclaimed.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, it's just...Peter, you look exactly like him!"

Hearing what his uncle said, Peter showed a knowing smile.

"May I come in?"

"Of course, come in."

Ben Parker walked into the room and sat on the bed. After hesitating for a few seconds, he spoke slowly.

"You know I don't have much education, Peter. I can't help you with your homework after you're ten..."

"What I'm trying to say is that it's not easy for you without your parents, and we don't talk about your parents very often."

Peter said suddenly, "It's all right!"

"No! It does matter!"

With a firm expression on his face, Ben Parker continued.

"Sometimes, I wish I could change that! Unfortunately, I can't, so if you really want to, it's up to you, Peter."

"Uncle Ben, what do you mean?"

"Kurt Connors!"

Ben Parker pointed to the photo on the ground and named a person.

"This is the name of the person next to your father in the photo. They have worked together for many years and have a close relationship. But since the night your father disappeared, he has not contacted us again. Never."

"I know you, Peter, and I know you won't be willing to be trapped in the mist, so go and find out yourself!"

"Oh yes, one more thing."

Ben Parker looked at a photo on Peter's desktop. In the center of the photo was a blonde girl with a sweet smile.

Ben Parker showed an elder smile.

"This girl is beautiful!"

With that said, Ben Parker didn't stay any longer, and got up straight to leave the room.

But just before the door closed, Peter grabbed Ben Parker's sleeve.

"Uncle Ben!"

"Ok?"

"You are a great father, I love you very much, and I love Aunt Mei very much, I love you all! I really love you!"

When he said this, Peter's expression was extremely sincere.

Ben Parker smiled and closed the door.

As soon as Ben Parker left, Peter immediately started searching the Internet non-stop.

He first searched for the news report of his parents' air crash that year, but the vague information in it forced him to give up, and instead searched for the Kurt Connors mentioned by his uncle just now.

That night, Peter read a lot of articles about Connors, even his own works, and the various traces revealed in them made him feel more and more that if he wanted to know more about his parents, he might not be able to get around this Dr. Connors.

He found Kurt Connors' personal information page, and his mouse and eyes stopped on the information bar where the other party currently belongs:

Osborne Group!

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In the dark room, a figure was moving cautiously in the shadows, and from time to time there were dim lights from instruments around, illuminating the young face of the visitor.

"Is it right for me to do this?"

Within two seconds after making a tangled murmur, Simon immediately raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Damn it! Why are you still struggling at this point? Isn't it all decided?"

"Don't be afraid, Simon, you're just taking back what's yours..."

After cheering himself up, Simon's eyes became firm again.He stepped carefully, stepped over the former colleagues who were stunned by the anesthetic gas on the ground, and came to a computer in the center of the laboratory.

"That's it!"

Simon swallowed and took out a USB flash drive from his pocket.

This small USB flash drive contained a virus that could temporarily break into the Osborne Laboratory system without causing an alarm.

This was bought from the black market by Simon after he worked so hard and spent all his wealth.

Simon carefully inserted the USB drive into the computer.

The computer screen began to flash through the dense codes at a high speed, which dazzled Simon's eyes and made his uneasy mood more and more evident.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. After a while, the computer was successfully hacked. Simon took the mouse and began to search for what he wanted on the computer.

Open the bottom-level encrypted document, and the document that has been damaged by the virus no longer has encryption measures at this time.

Simon clicked on the document, and at this second, the most confidential research project of the Osborne Group was revealed in front of him.

"[Super Soldier Body Strengthening Serum]?"

"[Mechanical Clothing]?"

"[Individual aircraft]?"

"[Super Heavy Armor]?"

"[Neural control robotic arm]?"

"What the hell are these? Why are there so many! What are [Emperor Project] and [Jurassic Park]?"

"My God! What the hell is the Osborne Group researching?"

Although I didn't see the specific content of the project, the list of names on the catalog alone made Simon stand still in fright, with a chill down his back.

Finally, after a quick search, Simon found what he wanted.

"Found it! [Lizard Serum] item!"

Simon clicked on the project document, and all the details about the lizard serum project were displayed in front of him.

Simon looked at the information obsessively, and the computer screen emitted a faint blue light in the dim room, illuminating the slightly crazy expression on Simon's face.

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Looking up at the huge "Osborne Group" in front of him, and looking at the crowds of people coming in and out of the group gate, Peter was a little embarrassed, but when he thought of his father, he still mustered up his courage and walked into the Osborne Group. building.

Using his cleverness to get a work card, Peter entered the building after passing through the front door, followed a scientific sightseeing group, and came to the scientific research public exhibition hall of the Osborne Group.

A middle-aged man in a white coat walked up to the crowd.

"Welcome! I'm Kurt Connors!"

"As you can see, I'm left-handed!"

There was a good-natured laugh from the crowd.

"But I'm not disabled, I'm a scientist, and I'm the world's top authority on herpetology."

"Just as a Parkinson's patient sees his body fail, or a degeneration-macular patient just waits to go blind, I long to heal my short limb. I want to create a world free of defects!"

"Can anyone guess what I'm going to do?"

Some people in the crowd raised their hands, "Is it stem cells?"

Connors shook his head mysteriously, "This method is feasible, but my method is more daring! Does anyone have an answer?"

The crowd was silent for a while, but after a few seconds, Peter, behind the crowd, spoke.

"Cross-species genes."

The crowd parted, and Connors turned his gaze to Peter. Connors was a little surprised by the strange familiarity.

"People get Parkinson's because the brain makes less dopamine, but the zebrafish gene can change that. If you give a patient this cross-species genetic ability, he can be cured."

"Exactly right! Perfect!"

Connors raised the volume happily.

"That's right, my research will make great achievements in the treatment of the disabled! Ladies and gentlemen, a world without defects, how wonderful it would be! Because that is the true meaning of equality for all. ..."

Looking at the man in front of the crowd, who was smiling politely and explaining to the tourists, Peter's eyes were fixed, because that was the man in his father's photo, the best friend of his father's life in Uncle Ben's mouth:

Kurt Connors!

Peter was hesitating whether to go directly to confess his identity, but Connors suddenly answered the phone, and then smiled apologetically at the tourists.

"I'm sorry everyone! There is an emergency meeting of the group's senior management, and I have to attend. Now I will entrust my assistant, Ms. Gwen Stacy, to explain it to everyone instead of me."

"Please believe me, Miss Gwen is a very good person! Then everyone, goodbye!"

Connors waved his hand towards the crowd, and hurriedly left. A young girl who had been standing behind Connors before stood up and walked in front of the crowd.

"Hi everyone! I'm Gwen Stacy, and I'm going to..."

Seeing the familiar figure, Peter turned and left almost subconsciously.

"Hi, Peter!"

But the moment Peter took a step, Gwen's voice appeared behind him.

Peter had no choice but to turn around.

"Hi! Gwen, you're here too! What a coincidence~"

"If it's really a coincidence, then why did you turn around and run away the moment you saw me?"

"How can I..."

Peter scratched his hair and hesitated for a long time, unable to speak.

"Oh? Then can I ask Mr. Parker to explain why you are here? You must know that your name is not on the tour list today, and even the work badge you wear on your chest is not yours."

Peter was a little helpless, so he could only put his hands together and beg Gwen for mercy.

"Please! Gwen, just do me a favor? I really have something very important to come to the Osborne Group today! Very important! Please!"

Looking at Peter's begging eyes, Gwen sighed.

"Okay, I won't expose you. But you have to promise me that you are not allowed to run around. Many laboratories here are forbidden to enter! I managed to get an internship at the Osborne Group. Don't give me Fucked up!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll listen to you, okay?"

Glancing at Connors who was walking away from the corner of his eye, Peter was a little anxious and quickly agreed.

"That's about the same! Let's go, I'll show you around. Aren't you very interested in these things in school?"

Gwen turned to leave, but didn't hear Peter's response.Confused, she looked back, but there was no sign of Peter in the hall!

"This guy! What are you doing?"

Gwen was a little anxious, but there were already tourists in the sightseeing group urging her in the distance, and Gwen couldn't leave the tourists alone, so she could only stomp her feet angrily, turned around and continued to lead the sightseeing group.

Peter ran down the corridor and caught up to Connors.

"Dr. Connors! Dr. Connors! Please wait!"

Panting heavily, Peter stopped Connors with outstretched arms.