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Chapter 82 Detective Stacy

Chapter 82 Detective Stacy

"I need you to recall what happened back then, Uncle."

Peter said seriously, "About how the horror suddenly disappeared from your feet."

Oz whispered in Peter's ear, "I know, I know... beg me and I'll tell you."

Peter rolled his eyes and chose to ignore Oz's words.

Looking for Oz?!

Oh.

I'll ask again when I get home.

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Upon hearing this, George frowned and pondered for a moment, carefully reviewing the scene in his mind.

He is a police officer who likes to analyze cases from multiple perspectives when recalling them.

After a moment, some possible conclusions were reached.

He said, "Do you remember when I was surrounded by a group of people?"

Gwen said, "Of course I remember, you were forcibly kissed, and I'm definitely telling Mom."

"Forget about it! I'm begging you, baby!"

"It's no use begging."

Peter flicked Gwen on the head, signaling her to stop causing trouble for the time being.

"Probably around me."

"Click".

All three of them turned their gazes toward Oz.

Oz, with a fry in his mouth, asked, "What?"

George roared, "Are you trying to stop me from speaking? I'm a professional in this area, and I hate being interrupted!"

"Oh, okay, go ahead and say it." Oz changed to eating his fries more gently.

Without his daughter's interruptions or Oz's interference, George slowly but methodically recounted the crime scene.

"While the exact number is uncertain, it is certain that the group was absolutely organized and disciplined."

"At first I suspected it might be a scene arranged for horror, but after thinking about it carefully, I gave up on that idea."

"You know, if he wanted to turn himself in, he wouldn't need to put on this whole act."

Peter thought for a moment and asked, "So you mean this group is specifically targeting us?"

George glanced at him: "Actually, it's aimed at you and horror."

Peter asked in confusion, "Me and horror? But you were all there!"

George nodded. "Yes, that's the problem."

He explained, "Gwen and I have only been Spider-Man for a few days, and we are not nearly as well-known as you. Moreover, there are still many citizens who do not believe that there is a second Spider-Man."

"I found my blog online!"

George glanced at the cabbage.

Bai Caiqian chuckled twice and made a zipper-closing motion.

"This group and the horror must be complete strangers, but that didn't stop them from being well-prepared and snatching him from our hands."

Peter interrupted at this point: "Sorry, I still don't understand why you would say it's targeting me, Uncle."

Oz smacked Peter on the back of the head: "Duh, they knew you'd solve the horror story sooner or later, so of course you were a target!"

"The clever Oz."

"Clever George."

The man and the bird quickly developed a deep friendship.

Gwen pulled their hands apart and asked, puzzled, "Then why didn't they take Peter with them?"

"How do we catch them? We're all here."

George continued, "I think it was when I was being touched on the butt that I could tell it was definitely intentional."

"But just as I was about to turn around to see who it was, I was forcibly kissed the next second, and after that, the horror disappeared."

"This was a premeditated act."

"Our attention was being led around the whole time."

Peter was completely confused and didn't fully understand what George meant.

"So, did they use some kind of technology to remove the horror?" he asked, rubbing his temples.

"Perhaps."

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Gwen also tried to use her intelligence to find some clues.

After realizing that nothing would come of it, she simply gave up thinking and glanced at the crow on her boyfriend's shoulder.

"Holy crap!"

Her exclamation drew the attention of George and Peter.

"Why are you making such a fuss? You have no manners at all."

Gwen chuckled, but she wasn't in the mood to argue with her father right now. She pointed to Peter's shoulder.

"Look at Oz!"

It turns out that Oz's body had disappeared halfway down Peter's shoulder, leaving only half of his body standing on Peter's shoulder.

The crow looked as if it had been sliced ​​horizontally by something.

"How are you?"

Peter was startled and reached out to touch it, but touched something that looked like clothing.

Pulling it down further, Oz's original appearance was revealed.

"Damn it, I thought I'd really succeeded in imitating 2.5 Gosho!"

As Oz said, Peter felt that the thing in his palm felt like a rag.

He carefully touched it with his fingers and could even feel the tiny electronic circuitry.

"What is this?"

Stacy and her father asked at the same time.

In their eyes, Peter was touching something they couldn't see.

If Oz hadn't returned to his original appearance, they would all have thought Peter was having a fit of hysteria.

Peter shook his hand, and the invisible strip of cloth suddenly appeared, bursting into a small cluster of sparks, as if announcing that he had finally given up.

He held the black cloth up to his eyes, frowned, and said, "It seems to have used some kind of dynamic environment simulation technology... to achieve the effect of invisibility."

"This is amazing..."

George asked, "Osborn's?"

It wasn't a stereotype; it was simply the truth. Osborne was involved in almost every kind of trouble, big or small, in New York City.

Peter shook his head: "It shouldn't be. I never saw this technology when I was with the company."

Gwen said, "So they took the horror away with this?"

Peter nodded: "It's only a small piece, but it's already quite impressive that it can maintain its optical camouflage effect for a while after being torn off."

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He then looked at Oz: "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Oz tilted his head: "Didn't I say? I told you to beg me, but you didn't."

Peter was speechless.

He really wanted to say, "I wanted to go home and then ask you for help."

But with George and Gwen there, he couldn't bring himself to say it, even though he had a little bit of pride.

George, a police officer, sensed a conspiracy.

He immediately said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go to your secret base and study this thing!"

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Gwen glanced at him: "Aren't you going back to the police station?"

"Take a break today."

"hehe."

A secret base?

Peter's first thought was of his own basement.

But that was just a place where he made his own spider silk; it couldn't even be called a secret base.

Oz walked up to Peter and whispered, "Parker, have you forgotten you're still a company CEO?"

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Ten minutes later.

The three people and one bird arrived at the entrance of a building.

George glanced at the name at the top of the building, then at Peter, and then at the company name.

"your?"

"It's his!" Gwen exclaimed excitedly.

"I didn't ask you!"

"Maybe... perhaps... maybe?"

Peter scratched his head and replied to his father-in-law.

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