Friendly neighbors are villains

The young Peter straddled the camera on his shoulders and patted Amy's back lightly. He didn't take her to the rest chair by the road until the girl calmed down a little and her breathing became less disturbed.

"Take a deep breath!" said the young Peter, "Yes, that's it, then exhale and repeat three times."

Amy's heartbeat gradually stabilized, but the cold sweat has not completely subsided.

"Tell me what happened?" The young Peter kneaded Amy's shoulders and looked at her with worried eyes. "Is it related to that game, would you like to tell me how you feel now?"

Amy let out a breath slowly: "I always have hallucinations." She said, "Sometimes I feel that the people and things around me seem to be exactly the same as those in the game."

"Then do you think you are still trapped in the game?" asked the young Peter, "I mean, do you think you are now in reality or in the game."

"I know what you mean, I'm not that crazy yet, I'm pretty sure I'm out of the game, and here's the reality." Amy said with a wry smile, "Should I make an appointment with a psychiatrist? Do you have the right one? Do you recommend it, the price is not too expensive."

"Your current situation is not yet in trouble for the psychiatrist." The young Peter took his hand away from Amy's shoulder, "How long has this situation been going on?"

"Just these two days, today is the worst." Amy said, "I think it's caused by that game."

The young Peter sighed: "It seems that you are not only mentally healthy, but also quite sober and rational." He leaned back on the chair with a sigh of relief, "I thought you would think that your abnormality has nothing to do with the game. I have drawn up several examples to persuade you, and it seems unnecessary."

Amy glanced at him inexplicably.

"How about we talk about the details when we get home." Young Peter said, "Listen to my real opinion on this game, as long as you don't think of me as the kind of person who resists the game's launch and shows off his knowledge." There was a hint of playful comfort in the sincere smile on his face.

"That depends on what you evaluate." Amy looked at the other party's smile, and finally calmed down, a strange sense of peace wrapped her whole body, "If you say there is a problem with the scene design, I will definitely not Happy."

"It's much better if you know it's a joke." The young Peter said, "It seems that I'm still a bit useful. My colleagues used to say that I can't talk. So, can you make me dinner today? It's for the sake of making you laugh." Up?" He looked expectant.

Amy smiled: "No problem."

The two returned to the peripheral store again. The young Peter paid the money and took away the Spider-Man soldier toy. He didn't tell Amy right away that it was bought for her.

On the way back, the two chatted about games. Young Peter said that he likes shooting and puzzle games.

Suddenly, he raised his arm and hooked Amy's shoulder.

The distance between the two suddenly became very close.

Amy should have felt offended, but miraculously she wasn't, she just felt strange why the other party suddenly made intimate behaviors.

"Sorry." The young Peter said, "Don't look back, we are being followed."

Amy gave the young Peter a look of astonishment, thinking that the other party was joking, and the purpose was to divert her attention. The young Peter was obviously an outgoing and lively boy, as if he would act.

The two of them were walking in the middle of a small alley. Usually, there was no robbery or other violent incidents nearby. When Amy moved to New York, the location where she chose to rent a house was relatively safe.

She walked this road for several months, and even when it was completely dark, she never encountered any unpleasant things.

The young Peter's expression was serious, it didn't look like a prank or a joke, he had already taken the black SLR camera in his other free hand, as if he was going to use such an expensive digital product as a brick use.

Just as Amy continued to ask, the young Peter stopped, and he tightened his arms, forcing Amy to stop.

Not far in front of them appeared two men in jeans and pants, holding bright spring/switched knives in their hands. It seemed that the visitors were not friendly.

Immediately afterwards, the young Peter turned his head, and two people appeared behind him, holding sticks like baseballs in their hands.

Amy suddenly became nervous when she was attacked from the front and back.

"Keep calm." The young Peter whispered. He turned sideways and protected Amy behind his back. "Trust me, I will quickly get rid of one side, and then you run."

"Then what do you do?" Amy said, her breathing quickened again.

"I'm glad you're willing to think about me, but now is not a good time." Young Peter said in as relaxed a voice as possible, "As long as you can get away, I think you will find time to call the police, and you still have to deal with villains with knives." suitable candidate."

Four gangsters who came out of nowhere were slowly approaching Amy and the two. They wore masks that only exposed their eyes and noses. They couldn't recognize who was who, like clowns in a circus.

The young Peter took out the memory card of the camera, and then gave Amy the Spider-Man's soldier packing bag.

"Keep this for me," he said to Amy, "I'm going to give it to a girl I like, don't lose it."

"Your girlfriend also likes Spider-Man?" Amy said.

"She's not my girlfriend yet." The young Peter said with a smile, and he cast a very suggestive glance at Amy, "I hope Spider-Man can open her heart."

"At this time, you are still in the mood to flirt. It seems that you are a veteran in love." Amy felt dumbfounded, and she completely understood the other party's hint.

"I swear I didn't." The young Peter reacted more strongly to Amy's accusation than to the four vicious gangsters. "If you don't believe me, you can ask my aunt."

As soon as the voice fell, the gangsters attacked.

Amy's eyes were shining with silver light, full of traces of waving metal knives.

The young Peter is athletic, and he looks like he has trained in boxing and martial arts. While protecting Amy well, he has already caused some damage to the gangsters.However, the other party didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp, and after a few back and forth, he didn't really fall down.

Amy took the opportunity to take out her mobile phone to call the police. She didn't intend to wait until she was out of danger to do this. As soon as the shortcut key was dialed, the mobile phone was knocked away by a force, and Amy ran over to pick it up instinctively.

The newly bought mobile phone is much more important than her life.

"Amy, don't!" Under the attack of gangsters, the young Peter was temporarily unable to separate himself to protect the girl who was out of his control.

Amy just squatted down. Seeing that the mobile phone was close at hand, a gangster with a baseball bat stepped on the screen, and the glass suddenly cracked like a spider web.

"Amy, be careful!" The young Peter's arm was cut, he kicked him angrily, and was stopped by the other two in the next second, "What do you want from us, money, I There is still some change in your pocket, why don't you take the camera away, that thing can sell for a lot of money, don't hurt that girl!"

"Our task is to kill 10 people every day." One of the gangsters said, "We have a lot of money."

"What?" asked the young Peter, "mission?"

The gangster with a baseball bat stared down at Amy, with evil and cruel eyes in his eyes.

Amy quickly threw the toy bag in his hand towards his face, the gangster took a step back, Amy took the opportunity to put her hands on the ground, and stretched out her legs to sweep the opponent's ankles.The gangster staggered and fell down abruptly. Without waiting for the other party to react, Amy jumped over and grabbed his baseball bat.

The whole process happened in a few seconds, and even the young Peter didn't expect Amy to be able to resist.

Amy raised her arms and was about to hit the gangster on the head with a baseball bat without hesitation.

However, she changed the falling position in the next second, and Amy was a little worried that if she couldn't control her strength well and let the opponent's head burst like a watermelon, she would definitely have a psychological shadow for a lifetime.

Amy didn't allow this disgusting picture to appear in her mind, so she savagely beat up the gangster's lower part, which is the weak point of almost all men. If there is no accident, it may need repair surgery.

"Wow!" Young Peter also finished the remaining three, "You really..."

"Stop sighing there, help me quickly." Amy said, "See if they have any money on them."

The four gangsters were so dizzy and crippled that they could no longer make trouble.

"Money, what are you looking for?" The young Peter picked up his camera.

"My mobile phone was trampled and damaged. I need some compensation from them." Amy fumbled on the gangster cursingly, "It's not worth anything at all."

The young Peter picked up Amy's cell phone and it was still in use, but the screen was broken. This cell phone is the latest version currently on the market, and the maintenance cost of replacing the screen will not be low: "They must have no cash on them, otherwise how can they Will hit our idea, you just called the police?"

"Yes, while you are fighting with them." Amy did not touch the cash, and was even more angry, "The police will make them pay the price."

"We've already made them pay the price." Young Peter said jokingly, "And, judging from the current situation, it's like we robbed them, Amy, we must leave this place immediately."

"Does the American police think we are the criminals?" Amy asked.

"No." The young Peter cleaned up the scene a little bit, mainly the traces of him and Amy, "These four people appear very strange, I am worried that they have other accomplices nearby, if our faces are recorded, It will be quite troublesome, and the rest will be handled by the police.”

Amy kicked a few more times unwillingly: "Go to hell, new mobile phones are very expensive!"

The two quickly turned the corner and ran in the direction of home. They didn't notice the four people lying on the ground who were slowly disappearing.

When young Peter and Amy returned home, Amy noticed the blood on his arm when they reached the door.

"Are you hurt?" Amy said, she took out the key to open the door.

"Go to my place, I don't want Aunt Mei to worry." Young Peter said, "I have gauze and alcohol in my room."

Amy nodded.

The wound was not deep, but it was very long. The blood had already slid down the young Peter's sleeve to his wrist and dripped onto the floor.

Amy is not good at using medical tools. Fortunately, the young Peter can take care of himself. He disinfects himself, squeezes ointment, and then wraps the bandage. Amy is only responsible for pressing the cloth for him.

"Sorry, if I found out that you were injured earlier, I wouldn't waste time on them," Amy said.

"It's okay, little injury." The young Peter didn't mean to complain, "You were cool with that move just now, eh, Chinese Kung Fu?" He jokingly said.

"No." Amy said, "I have learned a little self-defense."

A little bit of learning means that Amy is not very skilled, but when she encounters danger, she will force herself to calm down, and she can immediately think of ways to repel the enemy.Had she been the only one facing the gangster, Amy would have run away after the first successful takedown, but young Peter was there at the time, and she wanted to help.

"When I first arrived in the United States, I was always approached and felt very uncomfortable, so I joined the school's women's fight club." Amy packed up the medical tools, "Unfortunately, I only participated in two semesters of training, and I am usually very busy with my studies. , I don’t have time at all, and now I regret it a bit.”

The young Peter took off his tattered and wrinkled coat, crumpled up the bloody clothes and threw them into the trash can: "May I ask, which university are you from?"

"Caltech Los Angeles." Amy turned her head and saw the firm chest and abdomen of the young Peter, which was shining brightly from the sweat left over from strenuous exercise.

The young Peter didn't pay attention to Amy's gaze. He picked a freshly dried shirt from the hanger, his muscles undulating with his movements: "So, we are enemies?"

Amy blinked.

"I'm from MIT." The young Peter said with a smile, "MIT and Caltech always have endless conflicts." He shrugged, "They despise each other." He finally met Amy's eyes, A suspicious flush appeared on his face.

Amy looked elsewhere without a trace: "I know that MIT has a major in journalism and media. Did you study that?"

"No, I majored in electronic engineering." The young Peter quickly buttoned up his shirt, even fastening the collar from the top. He thought for a while and unbuttoned it. He was still very hot. my hobby."

Peter returned the phone to Amy: "If you don't mind, I can fix the screen for you. How about the price? How about a cup of Americano?"

"You know how to fix it?" Amy said, "Seriously?"

Young Peter showed an expression of displeasure after being questioned about his ability: "Hey, Caltech, I'm MIT."

Amy laughed. She found that the feeling of being with the young Peter was very familiar. The atmosphere that was enough to make her feel at ease and calm could always calm her anxiety unconsciously.

"Thank you today." Amy said sincerely, "I can pay for all dinners for the next month."

"Oh!" exclaimed young Peter, "how lucky I am!"

Amy thought for a while and said, "Do you need to rest for a while, or can you continue chatting with me?"

"There is no need to rest." The young Peter said, "And you, how do you feel now, are you not frightened?"

"It feels so much easier to beat someone up." Amy glanced at the cracked screen of the phone, "My God, I've only used it for less than three months."

Compared with encountering gangsters, the damage to the mobile phone made Amy more frustrated.

"You will get a brand new one in two days." Young Peter pointed to the sofa set in the living room, "I want to drink something, I don't have many drinks here, do you drink?"

"I don't drink much, just plain water." Amy said.

"I don't like drinking either," said young Peter. "It's good to have orange juice."

The two were sitting in the living room, and the young Peter also poured himself a glass of orange juice. He took a sip, thinking about his words.

Amy didn't drink, just looked at each other.

"You said you had hallucinations, right?" said the young Peter. He observed Amy's expression for a while, "Have you ever imagined that those scenes that you find incredible are not hallucinations?"

Amy stared at the young Peter for at least 10 seconds: "Is there something wrong with my spirit, or is your problem more serious than mine?"

"Actually, did I tell you that one of my friends is also playing the 'hero game'?" Young Peter said unhurriedly, "Before he died, he also said that he had hallucinations, and he also consulted a psychiatrist. , but his situation is much worse than yours, he has always believed that the game is alive."

"Alive?" Amy clenched her fists uncomfortably, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know, that's why I've been investigating the game." Young Peter said, "Besides him, I've interviewed many family members of the deceased related to the game, and they told me that the deceased said something like seeing hallucinations. .”

Amy fell into a brief silence.

"What did you think of?" asked young Peter.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" Amy said, without any blame.

"We only met at that time. If I say that, as a game developer, I'm afraid you won't be happy." The young Peter said.

"I've never heard of these things." Amy said with a puzzled expression. "Nor have any of my colleagues."

"Of course, the government blocked the news about this." Young Peter said, "After all, the annual tax revenue of game companies is very considerable. If it is known that the deceased who played the game had hallucinations, it will be difficult to go public again. The loss is not only The company and the government don’t have any money to take, and if things don’t get too big, usually this kind of gossip will be blocked.”

"From what you've said, I think I'm courting death if I continue playing." Amy said, "I've already experienced hallucinations, and the next step is death. What is the cause of death for those people, including your friend?"

Young Peter lowered his voice: "There are all kinds of things, drowning, myocardial infarction, suicide, gunshots, knife wounds, all kinds of strange things, the murderer can't be found, and the government declared it a suicide."

Amy froze for a moment: "It doesn't sound like it has anything to do with the game."

"It doesn't matter, but what they have in common is that after playing the game, they had hallucinations and then encountered an accident." The young Peter said, "And, they are all villains. I mean, in the game, their characters are villains. Do you feel anything wrong other than hallucinations?"

"Like?" Amy said.

"Abnormal pain in the body, or, auditory hallucinations or something?" Young Peter said.

She did have a painful experience after the end of the game, but it is a thing of the past.

"Does dreaming count more?" Amy asked.

"It depends on the content of the dream," said the young Peter.

"Don't remember," said Amy.

"It seems that you are fine at the moment." The young Peter said solemnly, "If, I mean, just if, the game you are talking about is not actually a game, but a real world, just like ours. The world. The people in it are just trapped in the game due to certain circumstances, and when a certain time point comes, there will be space intersection and collision with our side, so you think what you see is an illusion, It's not."

Amy's brows tightened instantly: "Peter, do you know what you're talking about?"

the other side--

Peter Parker received a full range of repairs in the medical cabin, and all his injuries healed in the shortest possible time. Although he still felt dizzy from excessive blood loss, he couldn't wait to put on the spider suit to maintain peace.

Robbery incidents happened frequently in New York, he was really not in the mood to rest, even though Aunt May tried to dissuade him, he couldn't stop Spider-Man's determination.

He went around to Amy's house first, but saw no one, not even Amy's aunt, so Peter called again, but the other party didn't answer.

Peter had to admit that he was in such a hurry to leave the Avengers Building mainly because he wanted to make sure that Amy was safe and sound, although the doctor who checked Amy's body at the time assured that the girl was just a little bruised.

At the moment when the bomb exploded, Peter didn't think too much. His only thought was to try his best to ensure that Amy didn't get any damage, but Peter was still worried about whether he was doing well enough.

And, did Amy really agree to be his girlfriend at the age of 18?

He wanted to be sure of that.

In addition, Peter also needs to secretly observe Harry Osborn.

Peter wandered around the city, occasionally encountering Iron Man's drone patrolling, and he gestured back to the camera, as if someone inside would answer Spider-Man.

It's really not peaceful recently, and New York seems to have returned to the most chaotic time.

Then, he found Amy sitting in the coffee shop. Peter was overjoyed and swung down from the tall building. He greeted Amy without being noticed by passers-by.

Today's Amy is not the same as usual. She is dressed very maturely, her skirt looks like an adult's style, her eyes are gloomy, but she can't hide her beauty, and she seems to have put on makeup.

In Peter's impression, Amy never seems to have put on makeup, after all, she always emphasizes studying.

So Peter walked over in the appearance of Spiderman, and he waved to the girl in the glass window, but the next second, the Amy that Peter saw disappeared from that position.

The author has something to say: Today's summary:

1. The two worlds are intermittently merging in the form of intersection;

2. The four gangsters are completing the game mission, but they failed, which means that Amy’s game currency will be less, and she will lose anyway;

3. The previous players all died in unexpected situations after fusion, such as the gangsters Amy encountered;

4. The villain's subordinates find their own boss for the first time in the real world, for no reason;

5. Uncle Ba is Amy's man, and will be from the beginning to the end. He is not the conspirator. I guess Mr. Borg yesterday gave you a thumbs up~

6. The "enemy" in the mouth of young Peter corresponds to the relationship between the hero and heroine in the game;

The specific questions will be answered in the text later, and the little angels can also send the questions they want to ask in the form of messages, in case I missed the foreshadowing, it is also possible. . .