Chapter 85

Not to mention he isn't a real spider, so he can't be attacking everywhere twenty-four hours a day.

Peter thought, thinking about the topic that didn't end last night, and lowered his voice.

"What do you think Dr. Connors is trying to do by doing this?"

"Don't know, don't care, not interested."

Hawk shook his head, a triple-no.

Peter looked at Hawk, who had returned to his usual taciturn self after saying this and was looking at the scenery outside the window, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything else.

He never thought about inviting Hawk to be a volunteer policeman with him.

After all, what one likes, others might not necessarily like, and one shouldn't force others to like it.

Peter still understands this point.

Arrived at school.

The hot topic regarding the lizard monster not only didn't weaken, but instead, because students from all grades gathered together, it had a trend of becoming more and more intense.

All kinds of gossip.

All kinds of rumors.

Flying all over the place among the group of fifteen, sixteen, seventeen-year-old adolescent students whose hormones were too much to be contained.

At noon.

Hawk, who had ordered a burger and cola as usual, was burying his head in eating when Gwen, who finished class later than him and arrived late, carried her tray and sat opposite him.

"Just received news, I don't need to go to Osborn Biocorp recently; Dr. Connors' laboratory was robbed by the lizard-man, and Dr. Connors is also missing."

"Uh..."

Hawk looked up, thought for a moment, looked at Gwen, and lowered his voice: "It wasn't robbed by the lizard-man, it was robbed by Dr. Connors himself."

He originally thought about telling Gwen this when he came to school in the morning.

But in the morning, the gossip girl Mary was also by Gwen's side, Hawk thought about it, and didn't say it at the time.

But saying it now is the same.

It doesn't delay anything.

After hearing Hawk's words, Gwen's expression was first stunned, then her expression instantly turned to shock, and her chest also heaved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But soon.

She seemed to think that this was the cafeteria and it wasn't good to make a loud noise, but she stared with wide eyes at Hawk, who continued to eat his burger after saying this.

"What, Dr. Connors is... really or fake?"

"Ninety-nine percent probability; Spider-man said the lizard-man has my scent on him, although it's very weak."

"Spider-man?"

"Yeah."

Hawk nodded naturally.

Gwen, however, was stunned again.

If her eyes weren't already wide open, she felt she could have opened them even wider.

"You know Spider-man?"

"Yes."

"Who is he?"

"Can't say."

Hawk shook his head and didn't choose to tell Gwen that Peter was the spider-man.

Telling Gwen the identity of Dr. Lizard was because Dr. Lizard had a probability of harming Gwen.

That's not good.

But Peter is different.

Especially since this version of Peter is the original spider-man, the good neighbor of New Yorkers who, even when possessed by Venom, only thought about buying a discounted suit, making his newspaper boss raise his salary, and getting dust in the eyes of people he didn't like.

And Peter didn't take a megaphone and tell everyone about his strength.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell others that Peter was the spider-man either.

Hawk said so, then smiled at Gwen, who was staring at him without blinking: "Even if you look at me like that, I won't say."

Gwen then withdrew her gaze.

If you won't say, you won't say; I'll find out myself.

Still the same saying.

No one knows Hawk better than she does; Hawk's network is very simple, and basically, the people Hawk knows, she knows too.

So...

If Hawk knows Spider-man, then, she probably knows Spider-man too.

She is very confident.

Gwen quickly picked out the people she and Hawk both knew in her mind, while lowering her voice.

"No, how could Dr. Connors become that lizard-man yesterday."

"Don't know."

Hawk shook his head: "Probably only God knows what's going on; that time I was on the phone with Dr. Connors, he said his regeneration serum succeeded on a tail-less mouse."

This was only because Gwen asked him, so he thought about it a little.

If it were Peter, he wouldn't bother using his brain.

Even if Dr. Lizard poked a hole through New York City, it wouldn't be his turn; someone would be more anxious than him.

Hawk thought to himself, and then saw Gwen's eyes widen again.