Chapter 144: Marvel: Awakening the Small Universe at the Start, Chapter 68

Gwen quickly took out her phone and dialed Hawk's number.

The phone was turned off.

Gwen's heart skipped a beat. Just then, the TV in her bedroom was also broadcasting the Calvin Cemetery incident from last night.

There was no other way.

News has timeliness. If you don't report it, other TV stations will report it, and then the ratings will be someone else's.

Therefore, for the sake of ratings and advertising revenue, the television stations didn't give a damn about the various phone calls from the capital trying to persuade them to play dead; fearing they would be a step behind, they raced against time to broadcast the exclusive photos and news materials brought back by their own omnipotent reporters.

When the beautiful host on the TV station showed a photo of Spider-Man taken at Calvin Cemetery that she had just bought for five hundred dollars, a name jumped into Gwen's heart instantly.

Peter Parker!

Gwen's eyes lit up, she found Peter's phone number again, and dialed it directly.

This time the phone wasn't turned off and was connected quickly.

"Gwen."

"Peter, was it Hawk last night?"

Gwen went straight to the point: "Did you see where Hawk went?"

Peter on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then scratched his head: "I also just learned about the Calvin Cemetery incident from the news. Hawk was at..."

Gwen felt her trigeminal nerve aching.

"Peter!"

"Uh..."

Peter opened his mouth and hesitated for a while: "Hawk is fine. When I arrived, the battle was already over."

Peter, who had subconsciously answered Gwen's question, couldn't help but ask: "Did Hawk tell you my identity?"

Gwen felt a sigh of relief in her heart when she heard Hawk was safe, and then listened to Peter's confusion on the phone, and said in a faint tone: "I'm not a fool. You've changed so much, plus you've become friends with Hawk, it's not hard to guess that you're Spider-Man."

Peter nodded subconsciously after listening to Gwen's explanation.

"Where is Hawk now? I can't get through to his phone."

"I don't know."

"Peter!"

"I really don't know."

Peter quickly explained: "Hawk left too fast. He just asked me if I intended to stop him. I didn't have that idea, so I cleared the way, and then he disappeared."

Peter, who was speaking, asked curiously: "By the way, Gwen, I thought Hawk went to Long Island with you for vacation. Why was he at Calvin Cemetery last night?"

Gwen heard this, thought for a moment, and pursed her lips.

"Hawk had a sister named Anya, who passed away in an accident in 2009 and was buried in Calvin Cemetery. Every Christmas, Hawk would go there to accompany his sister."

"So it really is a sister."

Peter exclaimed.

Gwen raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?"

"Hawk asked me when he left what I would do if someone destroyed Uncle Ben's tombstone."

"Anya's tombstone was destroyed?"

Gwen's heart skipped a beat, and her tone rose somewhat.

Peter quickly said: "That's not it. I saw that tombstone was quite good and wasn't destroyed, just..."

Gwen's heart skipped a beat again as she listened to Peter's somewhat hesitant voice.

"Just what?"

"Uh..."

Peter recalled the appearance of the back of the tombstone he saw when Hawk left: "A grave next to it was blown over, and it accidentally affected Anya's grave."

It's over.

Gwen only had this thought in her mind after hearing Peter's answer.

No one knew better than her the weight of Hawk's sister in Hawk's heart.

If Anya hadn't been resurrected, even if she married Hawk, Hawk would probably choose to spend Christmas with his sister Anya.

Not an exaggeration.

And now...

After Gwen came back to her senses, her tone was somewhat unbelievable.

"Anya's grave was blown up?"

"What, no, no."

"Peter!"

"It didn't blow up, just the sealing soil behind it was impacted, and some splashed out. I saw that the coffin and such were not exposed."

"..."

The sealing soil was blown up?

What's the difference between this and the grave being blown up?

Gwen's mouth twitched.

Just then.

Helen's voice sounded outside.

"Gwen!"

"Coming."

Gwen came back to her senses, responded loudly, then said "Remember to contact me if you have news of Hawk" to Peter on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone in a hurry, calmed down, opened the door and walked out, while walking down the stairs of the vacation villa, asking: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Before the words fell.

Gwen, who had just gone downstairs, saw an acquaintance.

Hmm.

Very familiar.

Natasha, who was knocked out by her with a stick that day, was currently standing at the door smiling and talking to her mother Helen.

Gwen saw this, and her heart skipped a beat again.

Helen looked at Gwen who was coming downstairs and said with a smile: "Natasha said you lent her the car, and she came to return it."

Natasha smiled and looked at Gwen who was walking over, greeting her with a smile.

"Good morning, Gwen."

"... Good morning."

Gwen was silent for a while, responded, and after saying a few words to her mother, she walked out of the house with Natasha who came to return the car.

Entering her sight.

The yellow Corolla, which had been repaired and looked brand new, was parked quietly at the door.

"Go up and check it. I didn't break your car."

"..."

Gwen didn't speak after listening to Natasha's words, opened the driver's door of the car, and sat in.

Natasha also followed and sat in the passenger seat, and closed the door.

Gwen took a deep breath and looked at Natasha.

"Are you here to kill me?"

"What?"

Natasha was stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a smile: "No, no, how is that possible? You didn't kill me at the time, how could I kill you."

Gwen looked at Natasha: "But you sent people to kill Hawk."

Natasha shook her head again: "Last night's attack wasn't done by us. In fact, if last night's incident hadn't happened, I wouldn't have come to meet you now."

The Calvin Cemetery incident last night caught the entire New York City off guard.

But S. H. I. E. L. D. was also caught off guard.

Maria Hill never thought that she was still collecting information and pondering how to make the first peaceful contact.

As a result, the military didn't talk about martial arts and went down directly.

Good grief.

Did you do a pre-war assessment before you went down?

This is not it.

When Maria Hill learned about this, in a flash of lightning, she didn't have time to think about why the military was so brainless and reckless, and even too lazy to think about why the military knew about Hawk. She contacted Natasha, who had just returned from Tennessee yesterday and hadn't had time to rest, and asked her to drive the yellow Corolla repaired by New York S. H. I. E. L. D. to find the only relevant person they could find right now.

That is Gwen.

Natasha looked at Gwen with a serious face: "Gwen, we need to know Hawk's location now. If this matter blows up, it won't be easy to end."