"Lizard man!" Imil’s eyes lit up and finally induced Spider-Man to tell the lizard man’s speculation. Then he said, "I heard that Mr. jameson, editor-in-chief of Horn Daily, offered a reward for buying the lizard man’s photo at a high price. I don’t think you will rob me?"
Imil’s eyes were a little green. Spider-Man was startled by his eyes. He smiled and said, "Let’s talk about it then." He wailed in his heart. "Oh, my God, I’m going to earn this money to surprise Aunt Mei. Now it’s ruined."
But there’s no way out. It’s really hard to get to Imil without offering this big killer. "I heard that Dr. Connors and Herbert Langdon have been good friends for many years and they are both experts in the field of biological sciences. Maybe we can start with Dr. Connors and ask what the Brand Group is quietly studying."
"Sure enough, Spider-Man still hasn’t forgotten this matter." Imil tripped and almost fell to the ground. It seems that he is really sleepy and can’t even walk well
People are born with gains and losses. After gaining this ability to complain about ghosts, they may have been doomed to stay away from peace.
But it’s not a big deal. Imil’s personality is quite casual when he changes his lifestyle, otherwise he can’t accept the fact that he has been resurrected to the Marvel universe.
Imil sometimes thinks about the world in his past life when he is unable to cross now, but he might as well try if he has strength in the future.
Now, for Imil, the whole world is like a dream, and he hasn’t taken part in anything that happens around him, and he’s going to do it if he doesn’t hurt himself.
For example, my sister Kathleen Imil doesn’t care who destroyed Manhattan, but she can’t stand Kathleen being hurt by even one hair.
Climbing the bed, Imil tried to converge, and there was a surge of resentment. She closed her eyes and slept until the sunrise.
In the next few days, Gujingbo slipped away in a trance. These days, Imil deliberately avoided Father Terrence’s course at Columbia University.
Although Imil didn’t know what he was, he didn’t feel disgusted with the power of light at all. He was vaguely close, but I don’t know if it was purely psychological. Anyway, Imil felt that it was better to stay away from those clergy after he became a ghost.
Another quiet day at the weekend made Imil almost forget the adventure the other day. He could snuggle up with his sister Kathleen to watch and eat.
However, a knock at the door interrupted this wonderful time. Kathleen and Imil looked at each other. They rarely revealed their residence to their classmates or colleagues. Who would knock at the door at night?
Imil and Kathleen made eye contact, and then Imil sighed for a while, walked to the door and opened it.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Peter dressed in casual clothes at the door and politely asked, "Hello, is this Imil’s house?"
Imil face some listless replied "no"
Conveniently, she looked at the door. Kathleen heard the sound of the door and asked, "Who is Imil?"
Imil shrugged his shoulders. "Collecting water, garbage may also be selling insurance or something." Comfort has worn out in recent days. He is a little curious in his heart. Now he regrets why he suddenly promised Peter to go with him to see Dr. Connors for a physical examination.
It’s a nice day, too. Kathleen has a job and Imil is fast at school.
He can choose to practice in a large enterprise according to the recommendation of the school or conduct more in-depth research with his tutor, but he should enjoy the project allowance, which is indispensable, and it is not that he can’t live without the $1,000 that the Horn Daily offers to shoot lizard people.
Kathleen was a little surprised. She looked at Imil’s face, then got up, walked over and reopened the door. Peter also felt strange that he hadn’t seen Imil for only a few days, as if he were a different person.
"Hello, I’m looking for Imil." Peter came in and saw Imil looking at himself with a gloomy look. He realized that there was nothing wrong with his dress. He didn’t show Spider-Man’s clothes, and Peter didn’t know what he had done wrong.
Chapter 60 Good friends
"Are you Imil’s classmate?" Kathleen looked very happy. She looked at peter parker with a smile. In her impression, her brother had never made friends except reading, let alone playing with his friends.
"Uh-huh, it should be considered a friend."
Imil couldn’t continue to put on a dead face when he saw his sister looking back. He just squeezed out a little smile. Peter hooked up with Imil’s shoulder and added, "Very good friend!"
With a rigid smile on his face, Imil wondered how to get rid of this annoying bug.
The goods never know politeness in front of themselves, but they pretend to be polite in front of Kathleen. "You must be Imil’s sister Kathleen. He told me about you. We used to be in the same school."
"new york University?" Kathleen was a little surprised.
Peter nodded again and again. "Yes, yes, I should call you Sister Kathleen. I heard your graduation speech delivered by your graduate representative last year and I know that you are an American scholar!" "
His flattery won Kathleen’s favor. She directed Imil to find a chair for Peter to sit on, and then selected two jellies from Imil’s food pile and handed them to Peter.
Imil doesn’t care that he likes to be praised by others. This is the first time that he hasn’t glared at Peter for eating his own food.
"As a matter of fact, I have an appointment with Imil to attend a masquerade party this evening, which will make me intrude." Peter made up a reason for Kathleen to prove that he and Imil are really close.
"Yes, yes," echoed Imil. "But I still think it’s better to watch it at home. It suddenly occurred to me that there are still a few homework unfinished. What masquerade is still not suitable for me?"
Peter didn’t speak but looked at Kathleen. He could see who was in charge in this family.
"Well, I think the homework is important, but the necessary social communication is also indispensable." Kathleen pointed to Imil’s delicate little hand and waved it. "It’s okay. Leave all your homework to me, so you can go out with your friends at ease."
She looked at Peter and Peter quickly introduced herself. "Senior peter parker, you can call me Peter."
"Well, Imil can get rid of it for you tonight. Please take care of him for me." Kathleen smiled beautifully, and her eyeliner narrowed like two crescent moons.
Peter was stunned. He nodded blankly. "Good Kathleen senior."
Imil felt something was wrong with the atmosphere. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Peter. In that case, it’s getting late for us to start at once.
Peter is still hesitant, but he has been pulled up from his chair by Imil, so he can say goodbye to Kathleen. "Good night then, senior Kathleen!"
His words are a little upside down, and I feel a little embarrassed, but I don’t feel much with Imil. Imil came to the door, and he and Peter didn’t go upstairs, but went directly to the rooftop of the apartment building to change clothes.
Peter wore the Spider-Man War, but Imil casually hid his figure. He was going to put on Spider-Man’s hood when he got to Dr. Connors. Anyway, if he was invisible, no one else could see him.
"When my ability fails more and more, I really don’t know what happened." Spider-Man shot spider silk and swung forward on the road, while beside him, it became Imil, a ghost body.
Because he wants to hide his identity, Peter can’t make an appointment with Dr. Connors before. "But at this time, the doctor is still in the research institute, so we can just go there and find him."
"We should actually take a taxi." Imil replied. The more he felt that his speed was a serious injury, the more he floated because of the yin force in the middle to barely catch up with Spider-Man.
I can’t imagine what would happen if I was fighting with others or tracking at this speed.
It’s too bad. Dr. Connors Institute is also in new york University. It’s not far from Imil’s house. Spider-Man is silent.
It’s more cost-effective than taking a taxi or traveling on your own spider silk.
"Wait a minute!" Approaching new york University, Spider-Man was shocked. He took back the spider silk from the street lamp and jumped up. "I don’t feel right!"
"Are you? Because the arm is weak? " Imil said sourly.
Spider-Man shook his head and said, "It wasn’t my spider sense that told me there was danger ahead. Do you think someone would want to destroy new york University?" Dr Connors is not the only one in new york University who likes to burn the midnight oil, and many researchers stay up all night.
And sometimes there are several special topics for research here, and some forces like to manipulate new york University in the dark.
Imil didn’t seem nervous. After listening to Spider-Man’s explanation, he said, "Whatever he is, we’ll just go to Dr. Connors unless you have a better biologist to advise me."
In his heart, he vaguely felt that the danger that Spider-Man felt might come from Dr. Connors, and maybe he could see the lizard man in the previous life tonight.