Marvel's The Force Awakens

George Stacy feels that he may have chosen the wrong major 20 years ago.Although the badge on his chest still makes him respected by others in almost every situation.But a series of recent events made him feel that he deserved this respect.

He was somewhat aware of the changes that had taken place in the police station in the past few months.Although he has clearly stated his position and shut out many people who came to test him.But he still turned a blind eye to what others were doing.

The young men in this industry have already put their lives on the line. What's wrong with finding more ways to make money? Although the other party's purpose is unclear, he is still a big businessman with a good reputation.Trust me you won't do anything too extreme.

But even so, some people still think that he blocks other people's financial opportunities, and some people think that he does not know how to praise.He could clearly feel that several of his colleagues were beginning to exclude him, and even his boss was secretly favoring them.After discovering this, he felt a little disheartened and took the initiative to apply for a patrol job.It's good that he doesn't have to be annoyed by the villains in the office, and they are quite satisfied that such a nosy person is no longer around.

Thinking of this, he glanced out the window.His partner was walking towards their car carrying their snacks.

"Here, boss, your strawberry milkshake, and your burrito." His partner sat down in the passenger seat and stuffed a bag of hot food into his hand. "I asked them to add extra avocado and chili, your favorite."

George thanked him and began to chew.Helen would definitely not let herself eat this kind of junk food at home, so she could only enjoy it outside.But whenever he didn't finish the food on his plate, Helen would stare at him with a resentful look, making his scalp tingle.

George quickly ate most of the food in his hands.He frowned as he watched his partner still enjoying the meal slowly. "Eat quickly, we still have 15 minutes, and then we have to go to the fourth block to take over."

"I understand, I understand." He promised verbally, but his partner still did not increase his speed. "Speaking of which, we don't have to be on time. It seems like our team is abiding by this rule."

"The fact that other teams don't abide by the rules doesn't mean we can't abide by the rules." George replied calmly, while his partner next to him complained and stopped talking.

Anthony, that's his partner's name.It is said that I studied graphic design when I was in college, and I also got a bachelor's degree.But one year after graduation, this guy didn't know why he went crazy. He just re-entered the police academy and studied for a year, and got the police badge on his chest.

This guy was frustrated for several days when he first heard that he was partnering with George. He was also very cautious when he went to work, for fear of making any small mistakes.George is already well-known within the police department for his unselfishness and rigid approach.But when he discovered that George was actually a very talkative person, Anthony's nature began to get out of hand.

George sighed and threw the garbage in his hands into a garbage bag in the car.He took out the car keys and started the engine.

"Boss, boss" Anthony suddenly shouted. "Isn't that your daughter?"

"Well" George raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction Anthony pointed.

Sure enough, the clothes are the same as when I went out in the morning.The ponytail that Helen had tied for her had been let down, but no matter how his daughter changed, George was confident that he could recognize her at a glance among the crowd.

But the person talking to her next to her seemed to be a boy she was familiar with...

"Hey..." Anthony poked George's shoulder. "The boss's daughter has grown up too. She is about to be overtaken by other handsome young men. Although this guy is not that handsome..."

George's eyes twitched.

The time is set back half an hour ago.

At the entrance of Osborne Building, forty interns walked out one after another.It's still an hour before regular employees get off work, but for interns, this is their free time.

After that day's night exploration, Weasel was a little dissatisfied after receiving the information he had collected for him. He said that Peter still needed to complete more tasks to get the remaining $[-], and asked Peter to keep the communicator.But the weasel never contacted him again after that night.And I haven’t been to the bar for a few days.

Let's put this matter behind us for now.Because as usual, after the internship, Peter and Gwen will go to a dessert house or cafe they like as usual and sit and chat for more than two hours.

I don’t know since when this kind of thing has become a part of my daily life.Peter blushed slightly when he thought of this.

Is this... a date?

Ge Wen, who was walking in front of him, was completely unaware of his mental activity and was talking to herself.

"Although the dessert shop today is a little far away, I tell you, it's definitely worth it. There are three bookcases of comics in there. You only need to order a drink or a dessert to read them all the time. I used to really like coming here, but my father didn’t want me to come here.”

"Hey, is it because he doesn't like you reading comics?" Peter scratched his head. "It's true, parents may not like their children to indulge in comics."

"That's not true," Gwen protested loudly and made a face. "My dad is very open-minded, and he supports whatever I like. The reason he didn't take me there was because it was too boring for him. He sat alone in the dessert shop and watched me giggle next to him. He I don’t have that much patience.”

"Hey, your father sounds pretty good to you." Peter was a little curious, because Gwen hadn't mentioned her father before, and he didn't ask himself.

"Well, how should I put it? He should be a workaholic. He is super devoted to his work. He leaves early and comes home late. Even his weekend rest time is often spent on work. However, when he is resting, he is still You dote on me very much, but you really don’t have much time like this.”

As Gewen slowly spoke, Peter's mind also constructed a picture of a white-collar worker who devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work.

Maybe his father was like this at the time.

"woooooo"

A loud trumpet pulled Peter back

reality.When he came back to his senses, he found a police car parked in front of him and Gewen. The window was rolled down. A middle-aged police officer who looked to be in his forties and looked quite handsome was standing there. Looked at him unkindly.For some reason, Peter always felt that he looked familiar.Behind him was another young police officer who looked a bit fat. He waved friendly to Peter and Gwen.

They found out my identity

Peter subconsciously took a step back, his worst suspicions surfacing in his mind.However, Ge Wen on the side smiled and waved.

"Dad." She greeted the middle-aged policeman, and the middle-aged policeman's tense face softened slightly.

"Have you finished your internship? Why are you still running around outside?" the middle-aged policeman asked, and Gewen suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, it's indeed over. I'm getting ready to go out for dessert with my friends. By the way, I haven't introduced you yet. Peter, this is my dad. Dad, this is Peter Parker, the top student at Midtown High School. One of the smart students." Gwen pulled Peter in front of her and introduced both parties.

"He is also one of the most capable. George Stacey, we have met before." The middle-aged policeman shook Peter's hand through the window, and Peter suddenly remembered this policeman at this moment. identity of.If he remembered correctly, the policeman who talked to him at Old Jimmy's place before should be the person in front of him.

Peter had to lament at this moment how small the world was.

"Come inside the car. You should be going to the dessert shop with the comics. We happen to be on the way, so let me give you a ride." George suggested.Peter was still a little hesitant, but Gwen had already gotten in first, and Peter could only follow her.

Peter never imagined he would be in a police car.He looked a little reserved, with his hands flat on his thighs and his eyes always on the ground, as if he was a primary school student who had done something wrong.And George also drove quietly, and the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet.

Gwen looked back and forth between the two of them curiously, as if she was a little curious about how they knew each other.But at this time, it was Anthony who broke the silence in the car.

"Do you want to eat donuts?" Anthony took out two chocolate-flavored donuts from his paper bag and put them into the hands of Gwen and Peter respectively.Peter said thank you softly and began to nibble.At this time, George also spoke.

"You remember... it should have been almost five months ago, the young man I was talking about who beat down a robber by himself was him."

"This...it can't be Peter." Gwen was a little unbelievable and squeezed Peter's arm. "Hey, it's really all muscles. You didn't tell me before."

Peter could only make a wry smile, and George's face turned even greener when he saw his daughter acting like this in the rearview mirror. "You go home early tonight, and you can only stay at the dessert house until 05:30 at the latest." He said with a serious face, and Gewen's face also looked a little more dissatisfied.

"Why?" Gewen protested in a coquettish tone. "It's almost five o'clock now. Why can we only stay there for more than half an hour?"

"It's a bit unsafe tonight." George's face was quite serious. "We have received some news that there may be a large-scale gang fight. Although the specific situation is not very clear, the entire city of Manhattan is not expected to be safe. You should go home as soon as possible. The further away this kind of thing is, the better."

Gewen was frightened when she heard it, and then became a little worried. "Then don't you have to work the night shift today? Are you going to take part in some action tonight?"

"Probably not. It's not my business to control this place now. So from a certain point of view, your father is debt-free now." George laughed at himself, as if he thought of something unpleasant. "But I will definitely go back late tonight, probably after eleven o'clock. You can tell mom by the way later that you don't have to save dinner for me."

"Mom is going to lose her temper again..." Gewen looked unhappy and began to mutter in a low voice.Peter, who was on the side, heard the words "gang fighting" and suddenly became interested.

"Here is the fight." Peter pretended to be exaggerated. "This is New York, not Detroit. Will large-scale gang fights happen here?"

"New York also has its share of violence and bloodshed. There was one more than three months ago at the port. There was a large-scale fight. More than 20 people died. It was reported in the New York Times, but it didn't take up much space. That’s all.” George replied casually.Anthony took over his words smoothly.

"Yes, yes. Although I was not the first person to rush to the scene that time, I did rush to the scene. It was really scary at that time. The whole warehouse was almost a river of blood." Anthony clicked his tongue twice. , shook his head. "Maybe the gangs in New York won't be as chaotic as those in Detroit, but these bastards are really ruthless when they need to be ruthless..."

"Will it be so serious tonight?" Peter continued to ask, and Anthony seemed happy to answer him.

"To be honest, we don't know. It is said that this was done by the insider. The specific situation is not sure, but it is indeed possible to cause a big problem. When holding a family meeting at this time, at the Covindro House The guy is going to be in trouble."

"Covindro" The line he saw on the box the day before yesterday flashed in Peter's mind, and he quickly continued to ask, hoping to get more information from Anthony.

"It's a stronghold of the Italian gang. I don't know what crazy thing happened to those Italian lunatics to actually hold a family meeting at this time. If our intelligence is not completely wrong, the Russian bastards probably also want to have a family meeting at this time." It’s time to take advantage of the fire to rob.” At this point, Anthony was still a little unfinished, but George had already spoken to stop him.

"That's enough. It's confidential."

"Secrets are nothing..." Gwen pouted and muttered this sentence in the back seat. She was probably still a little angry that George had to be so late to go home tonight.However, Peter did not hear this sentence. At this time, he fell into deep thought again.

January NO.14...Today...

Covindro House...Family Meeting...

Even a fool can see the connection and roughly guess the facts indicated by all this.After he figured it out, Peter felt a cold feeling on his back. At this time, he only had one question left.

Since this is a story where even an ordinary police officer can casually tell information, why does Weasel, as a well-informed middleman, seem to be unaware of all this?