Chapter 62: Wanting to Get Closer Now

The next morning, in the early hours.

On a forested hill, Peter was in his room examining the information Matt had given him.

A stack of thick files, all containing information about the Hand and the Golden Tigers syndicates, along with some documents regarding the Hand's research on "the Beast."

Among them were criminal records and financial transactions of these syndicates. If this information were to be made public, the owner of Hell's Kitchen would probably spend a good amount of time in prison.

And as the instigator, Matt Murdoch, who leaked everything, would surely be torn to shreds by these gangsters.

Peter had thought this so-called Devil would be the cunning and resilient type.

But he turned out to be nothing but a rogue.

No.

Standing up, Peter's gaze shifted to the window.

This guy was referred to as a "devil" by others. Even if Peter were to kill him, he wouldn't be afraid to this extent.

Devils excel at causing conflict.

He told himself everything and promised to inform Peter immediately if there was any news in the future.

The purpose was also to incite more conflict, right?

However, he sat back down, picking up Matt's red business card.

Apart from preying on victims, the thing this guy excels at most is tracking.

Unless he's dead, he'll never escape his hunting range.

"Bzzz."

Lost in thought, his phone suddenly rang.

"Gwen?"

"Hey, Peter, I'm at the hospital, could you come over?"

Gwen sounded cheerful. "My dad woke up, and the doctor said he's fine now."

"That's great."

"Um..."

Gwen hesitated for a moment on the phone before saying, "My dad wants to see you, to talk to you. Would you mind?"

"I don't mind."

Elder Council Hospital.

Peter stood in the ward facing George Stacy lying on the bed.

"Sorry, I was out of line earlier."

George still remembered what he had said to Peter before. "You're a good kid, Peter, I've always known that."

"That wasn't really you, Chief Stacy."

Peter shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind.

"Gwen was right, I lost my temper back then."

George Stacy sighed. "That thing made me not myself, and you and Gwen were hurt because of it."

His expression was full of regret.

"In fact..."

Peter glanced at the blinds outside the window and said, "Chief Stacy, you don't have to apologize, I also said things that weren't from the heart."

George choked for a moment, his face somewhat unnatural.

This rascal actually reminded himself of what he said that day. He lost his temper, but that day he was cooler than anyone else.

Saying things like "shoving those cop ideals into Gwen's mind," "if Gwen doesn't know what's wrong, she'll never know what's right," "authoritarian parents."

He's even reminding himself now!

He didn't expect Peter, who was originally honest, to have such a sinister side.

"Cough."

George coughed and changed the subject. "My old friend and you are good friends. I heard he visited me before. Thank him for me, and I'll thank him when I get out."

"I will."

Peter nodded and asked him, "Does Chief Stacy know who made you like this?"

Asked by Peter who the mastermind was, George Stacy paused for a moment. "I remember meeting Matt Murdoch last."

He suspected it was that jerk.

"There was a person who claimed to be a messenger of justice. I just saw him outside the hospital. He asked me to give you a document."

Peter handed Chief Stacy part of the documents Matt had given him.

George took the documents, his face filled with confusion as he looked through them.

"This is...!"

His face was full of shock.

These documents were all evidence of Matt Murdoch's crimes.

If they were authentic, they could definitely put this guy behind bars for life.

Even if the other party is a skilled lawyer, he won't escape unscathed.

After handing the documents to George Stacy and watching him carefully flip through them, Peter left the ward.

These documents were only part of what Matt had given him.

The reason for giving them to George was not only to verify their authenticity but also to let Matt Murdoch enjoy some time in prison first.

Dealing with the "devil," he enjoyed it this way.

In the hospital corridor.

Gwen approached with a strange expression. "Peter, my... my dad didn't say anything too out of line, did he?"

Seeing Gwen's awkward expression, Peter didn't reveal that she had been eavesdropping on their conversation outside.

He noticed that Gwen always liked to eavesdrop on conversations between him and her father.

A girl heading in the direction of an eavesdropper doesn't end well.

"No."

Peter shook his head, telling Gwen, "Chief Stacy apologized to me."

"That's good."

Gwen let out a sigh of relief, hesitating before saying to Peter, "Peter, do you think I'm a bit like my dad?"

She was somewhat concerned about what Peter had just said.

"In fact, I'm not very interested in becoming a cop, and sometimes I don't know the difference between right and wrong."

Dad taught her some things, but weren't they all right?

Why did Peter say that if she didn't know what was wrong, she would never know what was right?

Exhaling deeply, Gwen said somewhat disheartenedly, "Sometimes, I think sticking to the right thing is a very simple decision. I don't need to inspire myself with the beautiful possibilities of the future. I don't envision children swinging on swings in front of me, puppies playing in the yard, or the shimmering reflections on a golden pond."

"I just naturally think like this, I always thought that when you become a hero, you naturally know how to do the right thing, but apparently not."

She recalled the events of last night.

If it weren't for Spider-Man's help, she might have failed completely.

Not only could she not save her father, but she might not even be able to save herself.

It seems that she still has a long way to go to become a true superhero.

Seeing Gwen's somewhat distressed expression, Peter fell silent for a moment.

He walked up to Gwen, looking into her eyes as he said, "If you think it's right, just keep going, Gwen, without doubting yourself."

"Sometimes, knowing what's right and what's wrong can be even more complicated, simply choosing one direction and sticking to it is the easiest."

Gwen stared into Peter's eyes, slightly stunned.

She felt that Peter now seemed even gentler than before.

Nodding, Gwen couldn't help but want to get closer.

A hug or a more intimate conversation would do, as she now wanted to be a little closer to Peter.

Suddenly.

A dull sound came from afar, causing her thoughts and actions to freeze.