[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Now he said good night but didn't mention what happened in the morning at all, which showed that Peter didn't dare to face the possible consequences directly, but just wanted to test Zemo's reaction first.Zemo could imagine his uneasiness.

Peter should know that this relationship is going to be difficult, but he doesn't understand it yet, and he may still hold out hope that Zemo might respond to him.

But how is this possible.

"Good night, Peter." Zemo replied him anyway.

Peter immediately returned a smiling face.

"Don't stay up late, go to bed early, Aunt Mei complained to me about your schedule in the morning." Zemo returned.

Peter didn't reply again, and Zemo was relieved.Look back at the computer screen.

Having been at the base for more than four hours, it would be easy to be suspicious if he didn't go on patrol. At this time, Zemo was about to leave the base.As soon as he got off the elevator, he felt as if something was on top of his head.His feeling was immediately proven to have a reason. On the marble floor in front of him, his shadow gradually extended from his head...

Zemo walked outside the concert hall. After reaching the back where there was no surveillance, he said directly: "Come down."

The red and blue figure lightly jumped down from the roof and stood still on the ground. "Hey! See you again!" The young Spider-Man waved his hand and greeted him.

"You actually found me." Zemo said, I have to say, he was surprised, it seems that Spider-Man has a little ability that Zemo didn't expect.

"I'm very good!" Spider-Man raised a hand and waved his arms for emphasis.

Zemo nodded and said nothing more.He said, "Do you have any questions?"

"Who are you?" Spider-Man said as soon as he finished speaking.

"I'm Helmut Zemo, from Sokovia, living in the United States now." Zemo said.

"Are you an agent? Or a spy? Or..."

"I'm a retired special soldier." Zemo said, "You don't need to know too much about me, just ask others."

"Oh, okay." Spider-Man spread his hands. "Do you have someone you like?"

"Spiderman!"

"Okay, okay, let's ask the first question first, what is that conspiracy?"

"There is a Hydra base under the concert hall." Zemo pointed to the ground.

"That's why you're the security guard at the concert hall? Wow, that's smart." Spider-Man gave a thumbs up, and got back to the point before Zemo could speak. "Hydra? I thought they were done after the last Helicarrier."

"Cut off one head, and nine will grow," Zemo said, with a bit of suppressed anger, "so I always want to blow them all up."

Spider-Man laughed, and Zemo shot him a sideways glance.

"So they're still there." Spider-Man immediately stood up straight and said seriously.

"They are still there, they are everywhere, but the underground of the concert hall is an abandoned base, and there are not many valuable items recorded, so they dare not come here easily."

"And then? What happened to the Hydra base?"

Zemo began to patrol, and Spider-Man followed him, his feet were light and fast, like a real spider.

"You answer me a question first." Zemo said. "Are you from Earth?"

"Yes, of course. I'm your friendliest neighbor." Spider-Man jumped diagonally in front of him and saluted him.

"How old are you?"

"22 years old." Spider-Man replied quickly.

A little older than he thought, Zemo thought, but the possibility of Spider-Man lying could not be ruled out. If he is too young, it is not a bad thing to say his age is older.

"Hydra base?" Spider-Man couldn't wait to remind him.

"I work here because of this Hydra base. A few days ago, an intruder came here. Skyno Ballona, ​​a Sokovian, wanted to find something here. I found him , wrestled him, found out he was Sokovian, and then he killed himself."

"Suicide?" Spider-Man looked rather surprised.

"Yes, he had a thick Sokovian accent, I recognized it right away, but when he admitted it he killed himself and at the end he said: Sokovia never forgets."

"I knew from then on that somewhere in New York, there must be a conspiracy, or a revenge plan brewing."

"Sokovia never forgets." Spider-Man repeated.

"The person who attacked me at the bar said that there is something in this base, some kind of liquid, adding a drop is enough to turn people into demons. That means they are very likely to secretly create some kind of biochemical drug, intending to spread it in the New York University. Scale deployment. The headquarters of the Avengers is in New York, those radical Sokovians, they hate this city." Zemo's voice dropped.

"Uh... I remember you too..." Spider-Man hesitated.

"I'm also from Sokovia, so I know what they're thinking," Zemo said.

"So our target is a group of Sokovians, with ties to biotechnology, who hate New York." Spider-Man concluded.

"Not necessarily, maybe there are people who joined because of interests." Zemo frowned.

"Oh, most of them hate New York, and a few hate poverty. Seriously, no one hates poverty. Then I asked the Sokovians? How many Sokovians are there in New York? Are they all in the immigration area?"

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Lehman Building to investigate first," Zemo said. "The bank card of the person who invaded the base for the first time was issued there. Go to the immigration area and ask about Skyno Ballona." People." Zemo glanced at Spider-Man's disguise, "Is there any problem for you?"

"I can look up him online, it's not my style to go out to inquire about news during the day..."

"If you search the Internet, you will only find hundreds of Sokovians named Skyno Ballona. I have already considered it. Then go to see if the bartender at the bar in the immigrant area is still there at night. If you change If you don't change it, don't track it down, and ask him about Skyno's information." Zemo handed the phone to Spider-Man, "The photo of the bartender, remember."

"Then you go to the Lehman Building alone?" Spider-Man asked.

"I'm enough alone, you don't have to worry about my safety." Zemo said, and then he looked up at Spider-Man, "If you want to take off your disguise and go to that bar to find news, mind yourself."

"Wow, did I hear some elder care? I am an adult, Mr. Helmut, and you are not my elder, we are a cooperative relationship, a cooperative relationship." Spider-Man strengthened his tone.

"This is for the sake of task efficiency. If you can complete the task at the same time, of course it is casual." Zemo said, "You can go."

"Wait so fast? Are you driving me away? I still have a lot of questions..."

"I'll ask tomorrow, today's task has been issued," Zemo paused, "Goodbye."

Spider-Man crossed his waist and stood there for a while, seemingly quite unhappy, and finally sprayed out a spider thread, which instantly swayed out of Zemo's sight.