"Just kidding."
Ye Li saw Pietro's constipated expression and decided not to tease him any further. He pulled out a business card and flicked it toward him.
"This place isn't very convenient. Go to this research institute and wait for me."
Sunnyvale Manor was Ye Li's exclusive "daughter nation," full of "battle scars." Naturally, he wouldn't let Pietro stay here for long…
"Eh, eh, eh…!"
Pietro flusteredly caught the business card and carefully read it.
"Trifolium…Institute?"
'Wait… is he planning to experiment on me?'
The sun was shining brightly.
Yet, he couldn't help but shiver…
"What's wrong? Don't want to go?"
Ye Li flicked his index finger in the air, and the business card shot out of Pietro's hand and flew up.
"If you don't want to go, then forget it~"
"I'll go! I'll go!"
Pietro hurriedly jumped up, trying to grab the business card floating above his head.
In the original timeline, he willingly accepted Baron Strucker's experiments. Naturally, he could make up his mind here as well.
"Alright, then go."
Ye Li nodded, hooked his finger again, and the business card landed back in Pietro's palm.
"Uh… Don't tell me I have to walk there again?"
Pietro was unfamiliar with New York, and just finding Sunnyvale Manor had already taken him a lot of effort. Now he had to find the research institute on his own…
"What else? Isn't the address on it?"
Ye Li had no intention of giving him a ride.
Pietro: "..."
…..
Ghost Spider Club Subdivision – New Investigation Unit Base
Tap, tap, tap…
Ned hit the enter key and grinned excitedly.
"Wooo—! Peter, Qin, I got the audio!"
"You… You got it?"
Qin Feng bent down, eagerly checking the screen.
"This was the last piece! We'll be able to analyze the culprit soon."
"Old Qin, we're not here to find the culprit."
Tang Ren was controlling a cloned soldier, practicing a clawing technique.
"Finding that centipede group… only then will the boss give us the bounty."
"We still need to remove the noise…"
Peter couldn't understand Tang Ren's heavily accented Chinese, so he just responded to Qin Feng.
"Okay, I got it. Now let me show you my… uh, thing… no, I mean… an object… not me… uh… my hardware… no, that's not it either…!"
Ned raised an eyebrow and held back laughter.
"Peter, your… thing?"
"A…"
Song Yi, who was also practicing with Tang Ren, smirked knowingly.
"A… perverted gadget~?"
Tang Ren, who struggled with English, was confused.
"What's that little foreigner in sunglasses saying?"
Song Yi grinned mischievously and translated.
"He said… he wants to show you his 'little brother'~"
"WHAT?!!"
Tang Ren shuddered and quickly moved further away from Peter.
"So young… are all Americans this perverted?"
He recalled an unpleasant memory from a certain gay bar…
"What is it?"
Qin Feng, being more serious, asked Peter in fluent English.
"Can it process audio?"
"Not just audio. It can also restore images from the camera's flash memory."
Peter pointed at Tang Ren in the distance. "That camera almost got snatched by some S.H.I.E.L.D. guy. Luckily, this uncle's android was pretty tough and took it back…"
"Why is he pointing at me?"
Tang Ren looked at Peter's finger suspiciously.
"He's not into me, is he?"
Song Yi grinned mischievously.
"He said you're very strong. Don't go out alone at night~"
"Where am I strong?!"
Tang Ren gestured wildly, then pointed at Qin Feng.
"Why don't they go after Old Qin, the pretty boy? Why me? Are all American gay dudes into my type?"
"You… you're listening to Song Yi's nonsense again!"
Qin Feng couldn't take it anymore and explained.
"Mr. Parker meant that your android was very good at fighting…"
"Ha! I knew it!"
Tang Ren smacked Song Yi on the forehead.
"Trying to fool me again!"
Then, he flexed his fingers proudly.
"So, he meant I'm strong, huh? Of course! My Dragon Claw Strike! That suit-wearing tall white guy (Ward) couldn't handle even one hit and was rolling on the ground in pain… And they still thought they could snatch the goods from us?"
"Yeah, right—"
Song Yi knocked on the cloned soldier.
"You only won because of this thing."
"Using motion estimation… Bayesian inference, a beam splitter… and a little diffraction theory."
Peter set up his device and pressed the power button.
"Now, both video and audio should appear."
Biu! Biu! Biu!
A few soft sounds echoed as beams of light gathered.
A dynamic 3D projection appeared.
The image showed—
A white man with a centipede-like device on his arm was roaring loudly.
He seemed to be an emotionally unstable experiment subject.
Then, fiery orange veins surfaced on his skin—
And he exploded.
It was clear that this was the cause of the explosion in the residential building.
Peter: "I analyzed the centipede-shaped device fragments. It's made of alien metal. The sticky substance inside is similar to the Super Soldier Serum. In fact, it's a modified Extremis virus. They also used gamma radiation…"
Qin Feng: "This matches all the data we inferred."
Song Yi: "Looks like that Mike Peterson isn't some clueless lab rat. That woman he rescued must be suspicious."
Tang Ren shouted excitedly, "What are we waiting for? Let's go nab that Mike guy!"
"Um…"
Ned took out a cafeteria card and sheepishly suggested, "It's lunchtime… Should we eat first? The beef stew here is amazing."