Chapter 64 ：Daughter Rebels, But Seems to Mature

Parker's house.

The news was playing on the TV.

"For those of you who have just turned on your televisions, earlier this evening there was a major accident at the Osborne Industries lab."

After hearing the news broadcast, Uncle Ben walked over to Peter who was watching the TV.

"Although the details of the accident are still unclear, we have evidence that someone was killed in this accident."

'Osborne Industries' achievements in the fields of science and medicine are widely regarded as some of the most highly sophisticated breakthroughs in the world over the past decade, and there has been a lot of speculation in the medical community that Osborne has developed a revolutionary new product, according to sources..."

Images flashed across the TV of the tragic laboratory after the fire and explosion.

"Whether what happened tonight has anything to do with the alleged new product is unclear, and authorities are asking residents to keep their distance from the area where Osborne is located and to stay away . ..."

Uncle Ben sighed slightly as he watched the television, "I hope Mr. Norman is okay."

The voice of the newscaster on the TV continued: ''Local businessman and entrepreneur Norman . Whether or not Osborne was at the scene of the accident is unclear."

Uncle Ben listened to the newscast and turned his attention to Peter.

"Peter, is there something wrong with your classmate Harry?"

Having been a guest at Osborne Manor before, Uncle Ben had a good impression of Harry, and he asked Peter with some concern, "I called him just now, and he wasn't at the scene, so he didn't suffer any harm."

After Peter learned that the explosion he heard at the hospital in the morning was an accident at Osborne's lab, he called Harry to confirm the other party's safety.

"That's good."

Uncle Ben let out a relieved breath at Peter's comment and sat down on the couch.

"It's been an eventful time lately, first it was Sheriff George, now it's the Osborns, it looks like all the bad things are piling up in one."

Uncle Ben rubbed his forehead, he'd had a little too much going on lately.

Aunt May had recently gotten a new job, and Uncle Ben needed to drive Aunt May to and from work every day, which had put the kibosh on his idea of working part time as a cab driver.

After all, it was impossible for two people in a family to go to work.

One person has to take care of the family.

Peter thought for a moment and said to Uncle Ben: "I remember that company is called Feast, right, I've seen their vans on the street.

"Yes, before, your Aunt May was just serving as a volunteer, but now it is considered an official job.

"The owner of the company is a Chinese man, and Mei often says that he is a good man, helping those who have no home to return to, Uncle Ben said to Peter."

Hearing Uncle Ben say that the other party was a Chinese, Peter became interested.

After all, he himself was from the Celestial Kingdom, and had a natural affinity for his hometown.

"Have you seen him? Uncle Ben."

"No, but I remember his last name seems to be ..."

"Li?"

Peter nodded.

It would be a good idea to pose as a rich man himself, meet this Boss Lee, and get the other guy to pay May more.

Quickly he turned his thoughts from the old folks to Aunt May.

Although Aunt May is now stabilized in her new job, the family expenses are still a bit tight.

It looks like the scholarship that she forged herself will have to be accelerated.

I don't know if the gang of forgers have taken care of it by now

After talking to Uncle Ben for a while, Peter went upstairs and entered his room.

Standing in front of the window, he held the pink transparent glass bottle in his hand.

This is from Matt Murdock last night. He got it from Matt Murdock last night.

It was the poison that had been used to drive George Stacy insane. Stacy to go insane.

Is that all it does?

Peter had always felt that there was more to the drug than that.

It seemed that Matt Murdock hadn't told him. Murdoch was not telling the whole truth.

He held up the glass bottle to the sun, gazing through the glass at the pink smoke inside.

The sight was infinitely distant, and the dark pupils seemed to plunge into an endless abyss.

...

At the end of the abyss, a pair of blue pupils appeared.

Gwen originally had her eyes on the liquid in the root juice soda bottle, and when she heard her father's words, she unnaturally coughed to bring her eyes back.

She had a bit of a heart attack now.

To be honest with herself she didn't know why in a split second, she chose to take the bullet for Peter perhaps because Peter was close to her?

Well that reason didn't convince anyone.

She could see in George's face that her own dad seemed to be very concerned about this.

"Are you listening to me? Gwen."

"Of course I am, Dad."

Gwen pretended to be calm," Peter and I are just good friends.

"Are we? But you're not a good liar, Gwen, I can tell."

Although George had a good impression of Peter, he always had the feeling that the kid had a lot of secrets.

When the thug raised his gun earlier, it was Peter who pulled the plastic carpet with his foot and made the thug fall.

This kid could always do things that he couldn't predict.

So even though he had a good impression of Peter, he was still afraid that his daughter would encounter more dangers after being with him.

What he said to Peter before when he lost his mind might not be all crazy talk, some of it was his true thoughts.

Only that these thoughts were deeply buried in his heart, and he would never reveal them under normal conditions.

"I know that the priests in the church keep saying that purity, kindness, modesty, integrity, and being careful with your words is what a girl should be, but that's not what I am."

Gwen exhaled and said to her father, "I'm just a girl who's a little crazy."

"Growing up I loved sneaking comic books and standing quietly in front of other kids, listening to their rap music and rock albums."

At school, excitedly peeking at other kids smoking cigarettes, coming home to sneak a peek at my own comic books, or listening to piercing rock and roll night after night, day after day, year after year, I should have completely eliminated the possibility of being the good girl the preacher said I was."

"So . ..... Dad."

Gwen blinked and said, "Sometimes I won't listen to you, after all, that's just the way I am."

"You know what I'm trying to say? Gwen."

Of course you understand what you're saying, Dad, you're trying to say that I should be cautious about my views on relationships, right?"

Gwen's expression became serious for a few moments, "The only thing that I would instinctively listen to myself about is this kind of thing.

"Uh..."

George was suddenly a little speechless by his daughter's entirety.

Why didn't he see that his daughter would be so rebellious?

However . ....

He sighed and thought in his heart:This also means that his daughter has matured.

...

The following day, early morning.

Midtown High School.

Peter had just entered the hallway to open his locker when he heard the crowd talking, and all that was being talked about was the explosion that happened at Osborne Labs.

"Hey, I mean, have you guys seen the news? There was an accident at Harry's family's lab and his father is still alive or dead."