Chapter 1301

"This is Riley, and this is Gwen. Both of them are Spider-Men. Because they have Spider-Credits for chasing down the mastermind who caused trouble at the expo, they want to cooperate with us to conduct an investigation."

Inside the New Warriors' base in the Bronx, Squirrel Girl pointed at Riley and Gwen to introduce them to the other members. Gwen was still wearing that hooded Spider-Man uniform, and when Jarvis's slightly glowing eyes swept over her, his gaze flickered, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Riley nodded first, looked at the members of the New Warriors, and said, "Yes, because your base is in the Bronx, it's more convenient for us to stay. In fact, before we arrived, Gwen already had some clues."

Gwen nodded, clasping her hands in front of her, standing in place, and said in a steady voice, "I found some clues in the newspaper that might be useful for our investigation."

Night Thrasher immediately led the two to the conference group. The members sat down on chairs. Gwen stood in front of a felt board pinned with various clues, then she took out a hard drive and asked, "Is there a computer here?"

Everyone looked at Jarvis. Jarvis extended a hand and said, "Give it to me."

Gwen handed over the hard drive. Jarvis held it in his hand. In a matter of seconds, he looked at Gwen and said, "How would you like me to display the contents of the hard drive? Projection?"

"Yes, projection is fine."

Jarvis nodded, walked to the front of the table, took a micro-projection device out of the cabinet next to it, squeezed it in his hand, and then placed it on the table.

Everyone turned to look at the projection on the wall next to them. On it were photos of many news stories. Gwen swiped through them one by one, and finally, there was a screen summarizing all the news together.

Gwen pointed to the pattern above and said, "About two months ago, I noticed that a news team from the 'Global Times' was constantly reporting on the local customs and conditions in the Bronx, from major relocation information here to small specialty foods. There was always a small column on the secondary page reserved for them."

Night Thrasher frowned and said, "What's so good about reporting on this place? Shouldn't Manhattan be the darling of local customs news?"

Speedball Luo Bote nodded and said, "That's right. When I lived in Manhattan, that was the focus of New York City's tourism promotion because it's developed and beautiful. As for the Bronx? Those reporters wish this district didn't exist because the crime rate here is high and the streetscape is a bit chaotic, especially in those poor neighborhoods where there are often junkies on the streets."

"Reporters are sensitive hounds. They know that those who pay attention to tourism and shop exploration information are the middle class. Which rich person would want to come to the Bronx for tourism? Is Central Park not enough for them to play in?"

Gwen nodded again and said, "Yes, this is the anomaly I found. At that time, the protests in the Bronx had not yet broken out on a large scale, but this news column team had been continuously tracking the trends in the Bronx. This is simply not normal."

"Genius idea." Wanda, who was sitting behind Jarvis, commented, "How did you think of flipping through newspapers from a few months ago to look for clues?"

"Actually, I have always had the habit of clipping newspapers," Gwen replied. "This is a habit I inherited from my father. It's a bit old-fashioned, right? But his profession dictates that he must pay attention to the news of every district at all times."

Wanda suddenly realized. She actually knew Gwen's true identity. Gwen was the daughter of the New York Police Commissioner, and this Commissioner could be considered a responsible and practical person. He probably developed the habit of clipping newspapers from a young age. After all, information was not as developed as it is now, and newspapers were an important means for people to understand this city.

"In other words, there is a problem with this newspaper office?" Night Thrasher touched his chin and speculated, "Or rather, there is a problem with this column team. They anticipated in advance that protests might break out in the Bronx, which is why they started reporting on it months ago."

"In this way, some people who pay attention to the ecology of the Bronx will pay attention to this column. After the protests break out, these people will naturally listen to their reports."

Gwen spoke again, "Since the protests showed signs, many newspaper offices have scrambled to report on them, but they only paid attention to the ecology of this district after the first protest. Only this column team started reporting on it two months in advance."

"What is more convincing is..." Gwen pointed to a few reports on the screen and said, "These reports beautified the ecology of the Bronx, especially their beautification of the lives of civilians, emphasizing how happy they are to ride bicycles or walk to work every day."

"Obviously, this is whitewashing certain violent acts in the protests. In fact, the poor public security environment in the Bronx makes walking on the streets at night a very dangerous thing."

"Walking on the streets at night in New York is a very dangerous thing," Wanda said. "It's the same even for mutants. Even if we have superpowers, we may not be able to defend against hidden guns. Pietro and I both try to avoid wandering on the streets after 8 PM."

"But the emergence of aerial transport has improved this point," Gwen said in a calm and powerful tone. "The security system provided by the Stark Group makes the interior of the flying shuttle extremely safe. Even if you are drunk and fall on the flying shuttle, there will be a dedicated intelligent medical monitoring system to pay attention to your physiological data. Within two months, the medical robots inside the flying shuttle treated more than 20 patients with sudden illnesses, and the effect was significant."

"But no newspaper reported this," Jarvis said. He tapped his temple lightly. Obviously, the conclusion drawn from a full-network search was not optimistic. He frowned slightly and said, "Someone controlled public opinion, but this is not new, and this column team that reported in advance is particularly suspicious."

Night Thrasher tapped the table lightly, stood up, and said, "Then now, let's launch an investigation into this column team."

Everyone stood up, intending to listen to Night Thrasher's task arrangement, but just at this moment, Jarvis frowned, a flash of data light passed through his eyes. He extended a hand to stop Night Thrasher from speaking, and then said, "Wait a minute, breaking news!"

"Pierre, who previously led the protests on Dolans Avenue, was found dead in his home about 6 hours ago. News reports claim that the police have characterized it as suicide, but just now the Bronx Police Department stated that they have not yet launched an investigation into this incident, and there is no definitive case conclusion."

Night Thrasher and Speedball Luo Bote looked at each other. Night Thrasher said, "Sure enough, both the TV station and the newspaper office have people from that mastermind... Come on, split into two groups and start the investigation now!"

"Jarvis, Wanda, and the two new Spider-Men are in one group, heading to the murder scene and the TV station to investigate. I, Luo Bote, Pietro, and Squirrel Girl are in one group, heading to the newspaper office to investigate. Fungus Man, go to Matt's place. I always feel that things won't be that simple. If we need support, Jarvis will contact you immediately!"

Everyone nodded, then formed a circle and put their hands together.

"Let's go."

"Let's go!"

Just as they went out, Jarvis deliberately fell to the back, shoulder to shoulder with Gwen, and whispered in her ear, "Say hello to Peter for me."

Gwen's spider compound eyes widened slightly. She glanced at Jarvis, as if she had guessed something. She sighed, lowered her voice, and said, "I really can't stand the nagging of the other me. Alright, is it that I'm not lively enough?"

Jarvis smiled, touched his upper eyelid lightly, and said, "I have a vein scanning function, but it doesn't matter, Nick definitely doesn't."

Gwen sighed a little and said with a bit of complaint, "She said she wanted to go to the lab today, but she also wanted to earn points for the pursuit activity, so she insisted on making me come. I hope I don't run into my dad!"

About 10 minutes later, Gwen saw a familiar figure at the end of Solon Avenue—her father, George.

Gwen held her forehead and sighed, saying to the others, "You guys go ahead, I will definitely be recognized by him."

"Aren't you wearing a uniform?" Wanda asked somewhat strangely. "You're wearing a mask, so it shouldn't be recognizable, right?"

Gwen shook her head and said, "There is no father in this world who cannot recognize his own daughter. Wearing a mask is useless. If he finds out that I am doing such dangerous work, he will roar for three whole hours!"

Wanda chuckled, obviously associating it with certain people, so she nodded and said, "Alright, you keep watch for us here, we'll be back soon."

Sure enough, they went for less than 5 minutes and came back. After returning, Riley shrugged and said, "The body has been taken away, there are no clues to investigate. Commissioner George came to the scene in person, obviously he also wants to know who is behind the scenes."

"Will he be in any danger?" Gwen seemed a bit nervous.

"Don't worry," Jarvis said. "They have a lot of manpower, and it's unlikely that the murderer will return to the crime scene. There are indeed no clues at the scene, but I hacked into a nearby dashcam and found a little clue."

"About half an hour ago, Officer Jules, who was the first to arrive at the crime scene, obtained a clue about a suspicious person from a Chinese delivery boy. They also inferred that there might be a problem with the TV station or the newspaper office."

"Officer Jules didn't want to go back to apply for a search warrant because it was too slow, so she and the Chinese youth went directly to knock on the door of the TV station. Because he is Chinese and wearing a delivery uniform, it is easy to gain trust. After all, most people's perception of Chinese people is that they hide when they see the police, and few people would think that they can cooperate."

Wanda nodded, pressed her thumb against her chin, and said, "It seems we thought of the same thing. Let's go to the TV station first!"

Not long after, the group took a flying shuttle to the New York TV station, but the TV station didn't just have one program team. Although most of the column teams had already finished work, there were still many late-night program teams working busily.

Looking at the lobby on the first floor with people coming and going, Jarvis frowned slightly, but soon his brows relaxed, and he looked at Riley.

"What's wrong?" Riley asked somewhat puzzled.

"You can sneak in as Peter Parker. About three days ago, he was interviewed here, and the program will probably be broadcast the day after tomorrow. You can completely say that you are here to find the program team to confirm the broadcast."

"But it shouldn't be this late to come, right?"

"Of course, you are a genius researcher. You just came out of the lab, ending your fulfilling time contributing to the future of humanity..."

"Oh my god, stop talking!"

Wanda looked at Jarvis, blinked, leaned into his ear, and said in a voice that no one else could hear, "You really have learned to be bad."

Riley rubbed his hands nervously. He took a deep breath, cheered himself up, then found a small alley to take off his uniform and changed back into the hoodie and jeans that college students often wear.

Riley was Peter Parker after all, and he knew Peter's style of doing things. He walked into the TV station, smiling, nodding at everyone he met. It could be seen that many people in this universe knew Peter Parker.

"Oh, yes, I'm here to find the program team to confirm the broadcast." Riley showed a shy smile to the front desk, "I was a bit too focused when doing experiments and forgot to make an appointment. I just came from the lab. If I'm disturbing, I'll come back tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Parker." The front desk also smiled and said, "No disturbance, you can go directly to the third floor lobby and turn right to find Ms. O'Lila. She is in charge of this matter."

After Riley thanked her, he walked towards the elevator, but just as he walked in, he saw a familiar face.

"Shang-Chi!"