I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 21 Violence is the last resort of the powerless (1)

When Gwen Stacy, who finally had some ideas about what she was looking for, walked out of the breakfast shop with two bagels and chuckled, she was surprised to find that two police officers were surrounding the blue Corvette. In front of the sports car, he gave orders in a bad tone.

"Get out of the car!" Right in front of the girl, the professor was roughly ordered by the New York policeman, "Hold your head in your hands and lie down on the car!"

Although Raymond's face was as calm as water, at this moment, he had already thought of all possibilities. In fact, that day he asked Obadiah Stein's secretary in Tony Stark's beautiful razor mansion When he replied "Fuck you", he had already thought that the other party would attack him.

"Okay." The professor's voice remained calm. He shrugged his shoulders to express his helplessness—in a world where superheroes exist, one of the qualities that must be possessed is to be calm.According to the standard procedure of being inspected by the police, under the watchful eyes of the police, he slowly opened the car door with his left hand, then spread his hand flat where the police could see, and slowly got out of the car.

"Hold your head in your hands, didn't you hear that!" The New York policeman with a savage face seemed to be still dissatisfied with him—these minorities are usually the best targets for bullying. He put his left hand on the professor's shoulder and pushed Shoving, trying to push Raymond against the car.

The American police usually enforce the law together with two people. At this time, his companion was standing beside him, as if ignoring the rough behavior.

"Hey, officer." Despite the push, Raymond kept his tone calm and even. "Calm down, you haven't told me why you're checking me."

"How can there be so much nonsense!" The policeman smashed the hood of the sports car with his fist, "Get down! Hand me the driver's license!"

The most common ID card in the United States is a driver's license, and the other is a social security card.

"I can't get down and hand you the driver's license at the same time." The professor put his head in his hands, turned around, and smiled formulaically at the policeman: "Another police officer, I may need my lawyer."

"Look for your mother's lawyer!" As if irritated, the policeman's strength suddenly increased a little, as if he wanted to forcibly use the hand on the professor's shoulder to force him to kneel down.

However, Raymond remained motionless. In fact, he has always had the habit of practicing mixed martial arts on a daily basis—thanks to his childhood hobby of watching hot-blooded comics—so his physical fitness and reaction ability are stronger than ordinary people.

At this time, pedestrians on the street gathered around the luxury car one after another, watching this good show of the Asian elite against two white policemen, the policeman who wanted to humiliate Raymond felt that he had been provoked, and suddenly became angry.He swung a punch suddenly and hit Raymond hard in the stomach. The unsuspecting Raymond was bent down at once, but before he had time to react, the next punch was directed at Raymond. His face swung over, but Raymond, who was still clutching his stomach a second ago, slightly tilted his head away.

Everyone around was taken aback by the Asian man's reflexes. The policeman, who was punching hard, staggered a few steps forward, his neck was red with anger.He turned around and clenched his fists and stared at him fiercely, intending to teach this Asian a lesson.Raymond also raised his head and stared directly at the policeman. He had long been displeased with these brutal and violent policemen.The heavy punch he received just now undoubtedly aroused the anger in his heart.

At this tense moment, Raymond suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure who had just passed through the crowd and came to the front row. The surprise and nervousness in the girl's eyes instantly pulled Raymond from the brink of an outburst of anger. return.

No, we can't make things worse.

The professor knew very well that Gwen would not just sit idly by if this quarrel continued.No matter what, he couldn't involve Gwen in this matter.

Raymond resumed his not-so-good smile, and said to the policeman who was rushing towards him angrily: "I'm sorry, officer, you don't have to find a lawyer, take me first..." Before the words finished, Raymond's He was punched firmly in the face, hitting him directly on the ground, and the gold-rimmed glasses were thrown out and broke in half on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the policeman's leather shoes kicked Raymond's abdomen like a storm. If this was normal, even if there was no absolute chance of winning, he would never let these guys bully him like this, but now, he can't resist...

Gwen threw the bagel in her hand aside, and was about to quietly retreat into the dark alley beside the street, but saw Raymond suddenly raised his head, and gave himself an order with extremely oppressive eyes:
"do not want!"

Seeing the professor's eyes for the first time, Gwen was stunned.

"It's almost there, Enesis Wilson!" The policeman who had been standing aside and watching with arms crossed, finally spoke, "Don't forget the words above, you're completely disabled, and we won't be able to explain it when the time comes."

Hearing this, the policeman named Wells curled his lips, retracted his hands angrily, roughly dragged the professor from the ground, threw him into the police car, and walked away.

Gwen Stacy went to the car and picked up the shattered glasses from the floor.Then she raised her head, frowning tightly, looking in the direction the police were going away.

----split line----

"Okay, Mr. Raymond Xu." The lawyer in suit and tie in front of him read out the charges to him in a tone, "The police officers seized [-] dollars from your car. According to the civil forfeiture regulations, you are charged with You are suspected of selling prohibited drugs. In addition, according to Stark Industries' internal report, your laboratory is suspected of manufacturing prohibited drug raw materials in violation of regulations. Do you have anything to say about this?"

"I'm going to call the Stark Industries legal department, this is my right." Raymond, with a bruised nose, sighed. As stated, Obadiah can only communicate some of the worst and most ineffective methods, which is why he looks like a clown in front of Tony Stark.

The lawyer in front of him wanted to refuse, but Raymond's eyes drifted to the camera above the interrogation room of the police station.He thought over and over again, and felt that the Stark Industries legal department would not be of much help according to Mr. Obadiah's instructions, so he nodded.The police outside the door came in and handed the phone to Raymond.

"You can fight here." The police officer said firmly.

Raymond took the phone, tapped the button, entered the number according to his own memory, and then dialed the call.

"Jingle Bell--"

Gwen Stacy fumbled hurriedly for the table and answered the phone.

"Hey, Gwen." It was my friend Betty's voice, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"My... mentor was taken away by the police." Gwen thought about the relationship between himself and Raymond for a long time, and finally gave such an answer, "Betty, can you help me find out what happened to him?" ?"

"You...a mentor?" Betty expressed disbelief on the phone, her voice rising an octave, "Gwen, when did you find yourself a mentor?"

Betty's tone was as surprised as if Gwen Stacy had found a boyfriend for herself.

"I just recently entered his lab, and he said that working on a project with him would clear my academic warning." Although she hadn't officially entered the lab yet, Gwen decided to put things in a nutshell, "But he was caught in the morning. The police beat him up and took him away."

"Beating by the police?" Betty expressed surprise in her tone. As an investigative reporter, she has a natural sense of smell—this kind of news about citizens being violently enforced by NYPD usually attracts the most attention.She cheered up: "Did your mentor do anything illegal?"

Gwen thought about it carefully. Raymond Xu looked like an ordinary law-abiding citizen. Although he was in the vortex of Stark Industries, he would swear by his spider sense that Raymond Xu would not It is the kind of person who violates social order and good customs.After a few seconds of silence, she tried to make her tone firmer: "As far as I know, he didn't."

"That's good!" Gwen felt that Betty on the other side of the phone seemed to be jumping for joy, "I will push this news up immediately... No, I mean, I will push forward the investigation immediately, Gwen, don't worry, I will horse……"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Before finishing speaking, Betty hung up the phone.Still frowning, Gwen slowly put down the phone.The blond girl took a deep breath, and after much deliberation, she took off her coat and put on her hood—then Spider-Woman leaped out of the dark and gloomy alley again.

----split line----

Raymond was sitting on the narrow iron bed in the cell, rubbing his eyebrows with his left hand, and the blue marks on his face were still aching—that black policeman was really serious.

"Crack-"

The door of the cell was opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in, but Raymond didn't look up—he knew that the person who appeared in the cell at this time was probably Obadiah's secretary.

"Mr. Raymond." The other party was polite, but Raymond still had no desire to raise his head, "I'm sorry we met here, but you did something you shouldn't do and said something you shouldn't say, it's just A little lesson for you."

"Is that so? The only way you can do it is to bribe someone to give others eye drops?" Raymond didn't seem to be flustered at all because he was beaten up and put in a cell. On the contrary, he seemed a little at ease, and even said made a joke.

"It seems that your attitude is - please let me borrow a sentence from your home country, and you will not be fined if you toast."

"Yo." Raymond laughed, "You still understand this? You really deserve to be a top student at Columbia University."

"Mr. Raymond Xu, let me ask you one last time..." Obadiah's secretary still maintained the utmost patience.

But Raymond directly interrupted his speech, and joked: "Eating one more bowl of rice will make you fat. If you ask more questions, I will only gain the joy of laughing at you."

"I see." The secretary nodded, "It seems that your loyalty to Tony Stark is unshakable."

The secretary walked out of the cell, and at the same time, gave a look to the door.Soon, two burly police officers squeezed in.They looked at Professor Xu, who was sitting leisurely on the iron bed, with the eyes of a butcher looking at the meat on the cutting board.

Just as the NYPD police—or the thugs paid by Obadiah pinched their knuckles to demonstrate to Professor Xu—a police superintendent rushed over and pushed the two of them away.

Professor Xu clearly saw that the policeman was still sweating on his forehead, and he seemed to be running in a hurry.

"Bastard, what are you going to do, let him go!"

(End of this chapter)