My wife's boyfriend is a BUG

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Barry the Flash, whose identity is still unknown that day, calmly eats a cone with a superhero Spider-Man. His feeling is much weirder than being in a room with a ghost.But he doesn't have much of a superhero feeling, and he's somehow cocky, like it's actually pretty normal, and he thinks he might have been a super-criminal before.

So the weirdest thing is that Spider-Man turned out to be a child, asking the child to protect the city?Barry doesn't like the idea, but Peter Parker does look like a teenage hero.That’s not the point, so let’s adjust the timeline to the time when Max just told him that they seem to be living next door to Spider-Man.

First, Max opened the balcony and was about to flip over to the kid next door to discuss major life events, and then he found that the guy was putting a onesie on himself with the window open. He obviously didn't expect to see Max here, so he came down The big jump shot the spider silk to the opposite building.Various hypotheses appeared in Max's mind for a moment, and then the little kid greeted her stiffly.

"Hi?" The little boy broke the spider silk he shot out in embarrassment and hurriedly, and then subconsciously wanted to take off his clothes, but this action was too rogue, he didn't continue, but the action was very blunt want to wear it.Although Max didn't do good things in the middle of the night and wanted to climb over the wall to go to someone's balcony, but these things made Max feel that he had ghosts in his heart, and he didn't look like a serious person.

"Or the boy who is about to go to Comic Con?" In order not to destroy the good image of Spider-Man in her heart, Max tried to defend him. No matter what, he was still cool despite chattering on the Internet. Stay in her heart for a few more seconds.But the spider silk has completely exposed him. With this outfit and a look of being overwhelmed by others, Max has watched his usual live broadcast, and he is completely himself. "Put on the clothes first, boy."

Max pointed up and down with his fingers, "Wear this suit or be more casual? By the way, autograph..."

"Me, mine! You want mine? Spider-Man? Or sign Peter Parker, which font do you think is better, I think," Peter interrupted Max, and Max interrupted him soon after.

"No, sister means Captain America—the one with big breasts, and someone around me likes him. You understand." Max snapped his fingers, looked at him with a wink, and took out his mobile phone from his chest and shook it in front of him. He shook his head, "Change quickly, boy, or I'll let the photo of Spider-Man spread all over the Internet."

"Hey?! What's the matter, doesn't anyone want Spider-Man's signature? Appreciation space understand? If I join the Avengers, Mr. Stark said..."

"Don't want to hear it, you have to know that if a wheelchair is tempting, you have to look at who is sitting on it. My mother is not interested in brats, even if you are a 'little' hero. When you do your homework at home Who knows what my next 'customer' will be when I was still fighting with rats in the trash can?" Max tossed his hair and put his hands on his hips, "So, my God, hurry up. "

Peter yelled in dissatisfaction, and speeded up the action of putting on his clothes, but he was just about to put on a hood and all the equipment, and suddenly met Max's eyes, so he ran in with a little embarrassment, and quickly changed into an ordinary one. Unclothed clothes, flipped to her side from her own balcony.

Max hooked his fingers against him, motioning for him to come in and talk, so the opening scene appeared, the two babies were eating strawberry milk ice cream obediently and silently waiting for Max to speak.

"Hush money or something else," Peter asked nervously, rubbing his little hands secretly.

"What do you think?" Max raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"Can I apply for a phone call?" Peter raised his hand, "I know that applying for foreign aid is the best choice at this time. I know a friend, you know, the one I know very well. Tall... No, a A handsome and wealthy gentleman, with whom I was known to know very well, in fact."

"Stop, stop, sister doesn't care about your private life. This is not what "Slumdog Millionaire" wants to call foreign aid. Even if you call, you can't get 100 million dollars." Max complained.

"I might really..." Peter continued to raise his hand, but was stared back by Max, he paused, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, slapped the table, and said, "I know you, you are That snarky waiter in Williamsburg. The specialty!"

Barry glanced at Max, and said imitatively, "Grumpy waiter in Williamsburg."

When Peter heard this, he turned and looked at Barry, with a strange light in his eyes.Barry thinks he has found a brother, a young hero?uh-huh? "Don't look at me. You have to look at her, Max, let's talk business."

"Serious? Am I not serious enough, baby? Or do I have to introduce myself so you guys can find out who I really am," Max cleared his throat, "I, Max Black, a Williamsburg survivor, Da /Queen of the Ma Kingdom, you should all submit to my feet. Believe in our Little Cake Cult! To add, the last sentence was forced by a sad lady who cannot be named, we always ride the same horse. You have to know— — I think she's a lesbian, but I have no proof."

"Serious business." Barry repeated helplessly.

"Okay, okay." Max stuck out his tongue, "So you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you going to do? You want to be a night hero and fight for justice."

"I'm just traveling with my aunt." Peter explained, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "It's you who said it suspiciously."

"Suspicious? I haven't turned it over yet. It's suspicious when you wake up in the middle of the night in a nightmare and find that I'm pumping up your bedside." Max didn't deny that he hadn't done it yet but wanted to do it. , "Kids don't understand anything."

"We want to ask you some questions. There is no malice. This is a premise." Barry put the photo of them and Eliza in front of Peter, "The picture in the surveillance video, have you seen this woman?"

"Her?" Peter picked up the photo and looked at it, obviously he had an impression of Eliza, "What's wrong with her? I remember she came with her boyfriend. Aunt May asked me to give them gifts. It was her The small biscuits made by myself, the ones with patterns on them, I like bears. No one can refuse desserts, I have a deep understanding of this sentence."

"Agreed," Max wanted to clap his hands with him, "too bad my dentist said my teeth couldn't take the sugar anymore, but who cares. Because the better question is do I have a dentist?"

"The point is not the sweets!" Barry had a headache, and he didn't care about Eliza who was sneaking here after seeing Peter, "She died, we suspect that her death has a lot to do with this hotel, and her My boyfriend must have the same fate. If you have any information about this hotel, I hope you can help me. This is not the first case. There have been many missing couples in this city. If it cannot be solved, Yi Lisa will only be the beginning and not the end."

"She's dead? But...how did this happen?" Peter was very surprised, the expression on his face changed a lot, and Max wondered if Barry shouldn't tell him such a thing so directly, but be more tactful.Peter clenched his fists and sat there on the couch for a while in silence before telling them, "The last time I saw her was before the elevator went wrong, but then I came home to Brooklyn for a while because of school problems, I just came here a few days ago. My aunt mentioned them as a couple, but she told me that they had left. Going to Seattle, they mentioned to my aunt that this hotel made them feel uncomfortable, so I want to hurry point to leave."

"Uncomfortable?" Barry mused.

"Yes, Eliza said that she often heard strange sounds at night, as if she was performing some kind of religious ceremony. She slept poorly at night, and had nightmares all night long, dreaming of her own death, but the specific What she didn’t tell my aunt much.” Peter recalled, “My aunt said that Eliza gave her the feeling that she was very afraid of this hotel, but their car broke down and was still being repaired, and they had to stop here for a while. Regarding her abnormality, her boyfriend thought it was a premarital phobia and didn't care, so I think we should be cautious in choosing a boyfriend."

"Continue to agree." Max started to drink beer and invited Peter to drink with him, but it was a pity that Peter refused, "Almost committed a crime, boy, you are underage." Max smiled and handed it to Barry, but Barry also He didn't answer, so he glanced at her, "I know, I know, let's talk about business. Be careful when choosing a boyfriend, huh."

Barry smiled and hummed.