Admiral in the Marvel Universe

At noon, the scorching sun was in the sky.

High in the sky, Cao Gui sat on top of the ball cloud, looking down at the bustling New York city below.

Between the tall buildings below, a blond woman raised her hand and bent her wrist. There was a strange noise, and white, almost transparent silk threads shot out from her wrist, sticking to the wall.

The blond woman grabbed the silk thread, swung suddenly, and landed on the wall with her strength. Her two feet stood firmly on the smooth wall perpendicular to the ground.

"Wow~!"

Looking at the heavy traffic below, Gwen couldn't help but cheered, and with force under her feet, she instantly pressed her body parallel to the ground against the wall.

"God..." Gwen looked at her body stuck to the wall without any external objects, and couldn't help sighing:

"It seems that I really have the ability of a spider."

In the sky, Cao Gui looked at Gwen thoughtfully, ignoring Holland, the first two versions of spiders each had their own advantages.

Toby, who is slightly chubby and not talkative, is powerful and has the strongest physical fitness among the three versions, while the Garfield version is light, fast, and superior in agility and dexterity.

The amazing thing is that Gwen has Toby's ability to spin silk, but he doesn't have Toby's superficial power. Instead, like Garfield, he is good at agility and speed.

Cao Gui couldn't figure it out, so he could only attribute it to parallel universes.

In the afternoon, Teacher Gwen and Wen asked for leave, and then came to the Osborne Group, directly invoked their shareholder rights, and checked the information related to those spiders.

Soon, everything was known to her, but at the same time, the things recorded in the materials also made her doubtful.

"Richard Parker... There is a problem with the experiment... Then why am I fine...?" Gwende frowned slightly and murmured suspiciously.

Seeing this, Gwen decided to suppress what happened to her and not tell anyone for the time being.

This matter is too strange, there is no guarantee that there will be no conspiracy or power struggle behind it, it is better to be careful.

...

In the evening, on the side of a street, Lucy had just parked the car and opened the door to get out of the car, but saw the reflection of the scalp not far away, and a person slowly walked out of the shadows, it was her father, John McLean.

"John, what are you doing here?" Lucy didn't look at him at all. This man didn't care about their siblings at all, he just said he was busy, very busy. Lucy has never had a father by her side since she was a child. number one.

"Don't call me that, Lucy, I'm your father, and I hate it when you call me that." McClain wrinkled his forehead and said very dissatisfied.

"What are you doing here?" Lucy didn't bother to tangle with him, and asked directly why she came.

"You don't answer my calls, and you don't return my calls..." McLean sighed slightly, and said helplessly. He is now middle-aged, his wife divorced him, his daughter treated him indifferently, and his son disappeared directly. A middle-aged man, he felt extremely tired.

"That's because I don't want to talk to you at all!"

"Why? What's the reason again this time?"

"Why?" Lucy couldn't help raising her voice: "Do you want me to list them all? You spy on me, follow me, and harass me!"

"Son, I didn't follow you, I just couldn't find you, and I didn't harass you, I just wanted to talk to you..."

"Dad, I don't want to talk about it at all!" After leaving these words, Lucy left without looking back.

"Lucy..." McLean opened his mouth, but he could only sigh helplessly as he watched Lucy's back going away.

"Ugh……"

McLean rubbed his painful forehead. A few years ago, he was too stressed to work and had a bad habit of drinking. Every time he faced his successful ex-wife and two children, he couldn't bear it under the influence of alcohol. Tempered, until now, he knows what regret is.

Although he is famous among New York criminals, in fact, he is just an old man who doesn't want a wife or children.

...

In Osborne Villa, Harry sat in front of the computer, operating it non-stop, with a solemn, even dignified expression.

"Harry, what happened?" Cao Gui asked suspiciously, "You look so serious."

"Cao, do you know about the power outage a few days ago?"

"I know, what's the matter?"

Cao Gui nodded. He was very impressed. At that time, Beth and Beth were lighting the ambient light, but the power suddenly went out. It felt like it was gone in an instant. Just when the two of them resigned to their fate and were about to change their tricks, there was a snap. The electricity came again.

Beth was furious for a while, and it took Cao Gui a lot of effort to get rid of her anger, which is why his waist was a little sore that night.

"Our Osborne was also affected by that power outage." Harry said in a deep voice, "You may not know that our Osborne's electricity is directly received from the power hub on the east coast."

"In other words, there was actually a problem in the power hub that night."

"Anthracene?" Cao Gui frowned, it seemed that he could earn points again.

"Go on."

"This is very unusual. I checked on the peripheral firewall of the power hub and found that they had been breached, which caused the power outage that night." Harry said in a deep voice:

"Following the traces left by the other party, I discovered that they not only attacked the power hub, but also attacked our Osborne."

"Do you remember my hacker friend who died in a server explosion?" Harry asked, turning around.

"Remember... you mean that group of people behind did it too?" Cao Gui asked.

"I broke into their system, but I only intercepted a little information, and then I was expelled by them." Harry said, if it wasn't for the powerful intrusion of the supercomputer developed by the Osborn Group, I am afraid that with his technology Even the broiler set by the other party can't recognize it.

"In that information, I found four people..."

"Three of them died?" Cao Gui suddenly took up the conversation.

"Huh? How do you know?" Harry asked puzzled.

Cao Gui twitched his lips. Movies are always played like this, and there is nothing new about it.

"Tell me, where is the rest of the people?"

"Camden, your name is Matthew Farrell," said Harry.

"New Jersey..." Cao Gui rubbed his chin.

"Yes, you help me bring him back." Harry said:

"This guy is also a hacker. His skills are not bad, and he is especially good at writing algorithms. Without using a supercomputer, I can't break through the firewall he arranged."

"Then what if it is used?" Cao Gui asked, he didn't know much about hackers.

"If you use it, he will notice." Harry spread his hands, and said helplessly, "Then delete the number and run away, and we will lose our target."

"Okay, then I'll go." Cao Gui nodded.

...

On a certain street in New York, McLean sat back in the car with a face full of frustration and loneliness: "John, you really deserved to be the one who made the child angry again..."

beep beep

"John, John, call back." A voice came from the communication system.

McLean frowned, and reluctantly picked it up: "I'm McClain."

"John, the FBI sent a file asking us to help them catch a man in Camden, New Jersey..."

"Hey, wait, wait." John shouted dissatisfied: "It's already evening, I should get off work, you can change someone, there are so many rookies in the bureau, they will definitely rush to this matter."

"No, John." The person on the other end of the walkie-talkie said: "The FBI has made a request, and they must be senior detectives. They can't trust rookies."

"Oh, my God." McLean was extremely depressed, but he could only obey the orders of his superiors: "What name? Specific information."

"Matthew Farrell, at XXX."

"Understood, Lavino, remember, you owe me once, remember to buy me a drink later."

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Note: Broilers, fake IP addresses captured by hackers, used to cover up their real IP