Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 138: Inheritance

Central City High School.

Peter Parker lay motionless on the table, his eyes glancing out of the window from time to time, and his mind was full of the figure of the blond girl.

"Hey ---Peter, you still alive?" A fat man came over and patted the shoulder of the stunned teenager.

Peter Parker looked up and glanced at it. Then he lay on the table and said weakly, "Ned, I have no mind to joke with you. Let me lie down for a while, okay?"

This fat man named Ned was one of his best friends.

If it was in normal times, Peter might have joked with him a few times, but today he had no idea at all. He just wanted to wait quietly.

Ned's expression was a little strange. "What's wrong with you? Are you still thinking about Gwen?"

Peter Parker's eyes were a little dim, and he said in a low muffled voice, "I just... want to know where she went..."

Ever since they parted at the pizza shop that day, Gwen had not come to school for a month.

Generally speaking, as long as the students disappeared for three days, the school would definitely call the parents to ask.

Unfortunately, the information that Gwen left behind was all fake.

Not only that, when the school called the police, they found that even the name Gwen Stacy was fake. There was no such person!

The police department simply set the case as missing.

There are thousands of missing cases in New York City every year, and most of them are linked to the gangs in countless ways. They belong to cases that can not be investigated at all.

In the United States, black households have no human rights.

Even if they were missing, the police were not qualified to investigate the case, so this matter could only be left unsettled in the end.

Just like this...

In just a month, almost everyone forgot about Gwen Stacy.

Only Peter Parker refused to give up and searched for traces of Gwen every day.

"Give up, Peter."

Ned's face was squeezed into a ball. He sighed and said, "The police can't find her. Can you find her?"

"No!"

Peter Parker said with a stubborn face, "I will definitely be able to find Gwen!"

Seeing that his best friend was determined to not give up, Ned couldn't bear to strike him down. "We've been looking for her for a month, and there's not even a clue. Are you sure Gwen is her real name?"

"I'm sure, that must be her real name!" Peter Parker firmly said: "She told me that Gwen Stacy is her name. I believe she won't lie to me!"

Ned raised a thumb: "In that case, I support you. I'll help you find it!"

"Thank you, Ned." Peter Parker looked gratefully at Ned, got up and hugged him.

"I can help you too ---"

A girl came over, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and said faintly: "If you are looking for someone, I can ask my uncle for help. He works at the police station in New York City."

"MJ..."

Looking at the girl, Peter Parker scratched his head awkwardly, a little embarrassed.

The original name of the MJ was Michelle, and it was his crush.

But now, in this situation, he always felt that it was a little inappropriate to let his crush help to find another girl.

Michelle seemed to see Peter's hesitation. Without waiting for him to speak, she continued, "The best way to find someone is the surveillance inside the police station, right?"

As soon as this was said, Peter Parker was silent.

As Michelle had said, the fastest way to find Gwen was through the surveillance cameras in the police station.

"Thank... thank you, MJ!"

Peter Parker took a deep breath and gave Michelle a grateful look.

"No need to thank me."

Michelle smiled mischievously, "When you find Gwen, remember to treat me to a meal."

"No problem!"

Peter Parker patted his chest and promised loudly.

...

After school.

Peter rode home alone.

"Hello, Peter Parker."

A big man in a black leather jacket, with only one hand, suddenly appeared and stopped him.

Peter Parker's heart skipped a beat. He thought that he had provoked someone he should not have. He carefully said, "Can I ask first, what are you looking for me for?"

The big man stared at him with no expression. After a few seconds, he said, "My name is Frank Castel, I am Gwen's... I can barely be considered her colleague."

Peter Parker's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "Do you know Gwen? Do you know where she is? I have been looking for her for a long time. How is she now?"

Several questions in a row made Frank look a little sad.

"What... what happened?"

Seeing Frank's abnormal expression, Peter Parker subconsciously swallowed his saliva and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"She..."

Frank wanted to say something but hesitated, wondering if he should tell the boy about Gwen's death.

"She... What happened to her?" Peter Parker widened his eyes, and his breathing could not help but speed up. His two hands clenched into fists, as if he was afraid to hear bad news.

Frank sighed and said, "She... is dead."

Boom!

This news was no less than a bolt from the blue, exploding directly in Peter's mind, making his brain blank!

Seeing this scene, Frank's eyes flashed with a trace of reluctance.

He originally did not want to tell Peter, but after thinking about it, as the only friend that Gwen recognized before his death, Peter had the right to know about Gwen's death.

"Dead... dead?"

After a long time, Peter Parker was relieved. He looked at Frank in disbelief. His lips squirmed little by little. "This is impossible... How can she die... She can't die..."

"This is the truth."

Frank looked sad and whispered, "I... saw her die in front of me. I didn't protect her well. I'm sorry."

"Impossible!"

The veins on Peter Parker's face bulged. He used his greatest strength and shouted, "She can't die! You must be lying to me!"

Frank was silent. He took out a bloody rag from his arms and stuffed it into Peter Parker's hand.

Peter Parker stiffly lowered his head and saw that in the center of the rag was a familiar spider pattern. His whole body was suddenly as cold as if he was immersed in an ice house!

He recognized this pattern, which was exactly the same as the badge that Gwen gave him!

Dead...

Gwen... is really dead!

Peter Parker was pale, his eyes lost light, and his whole person was like a deflated balloon, paralyzed on the cold cement floor.

Frank sighed, "Gwen... is a very outstanding superhero. You are the only one who remembers her and the only friend she recognizes. I hope you can restrain your grief."

After that, Frank turned and left.

He did not tell Peter who Gwen's enemy was, because Peter was just an ordinary person, and there was no benefit in being involved.

...

Peter Parker was confused and did not know how he returned home.

Without paying attention to Aunt May's voice, Peter Parker went straight into the room and locked himself in it.

He wanted to be quiet...

Peter Parker buried himself under the pillow, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he tried his best to suppress his crying, not daring to let Aunt May and uncle outside hear it.

Tears flowed out of his eyes, wet the sheets and wet his face.

I don't know how long I cried...

Until all the sadness turned into powerlessness.

Peter Parker suddenly remembered the badge, which was the last trace that proved the existence of Gwen.

He was like a walking corpse, coming down from the bed and taking out the spider badge from his backpack.

"Gwen..."

Peter Parker clenched the badge tightly, and came out to read. Tears flowed out of his eyes again and fell on the badge drop by drop.

...

Tears fell on the badge, and the shining spider pattern lit up!

Buzz ---

In Peter Parker's surprised eyes, the spider badge actually opened from the middle!

Whoosh ---

A colorful spider jumped out of the badge.

Then the spider took advantage of Peter's stunned time to bite the back of his hand!