bookbashuk Chapter 46: I Miss Them So Much
Chapter 46: I Miss Them So Much
"What's for dinner?"
"Aunt Mei fried some fries."
"Really?!"
Seeing Oz fly out in an instant, Peter immediately closed his room door and then held it shut with all his might.
A few seconds later, a crow cawed from the living room downstairs, followed by Aunt Mei's scolding voice!
"Eat! Eat it all!"
"Parker, you son of a bitch! I hope you only have Gwen in your life! Ugh—"
Peter raised an eyebrow. What do you mean by "only having Gwen in this lifetime"?
Isn't that good?
Do you mean you want seven or eight?
That's hilarious!
After venting his frustrations, Peter noticed that his room was a bit messy, with a pile of brass coins scattered on the floor and a computer with its beak pecked to pieces next to it.
"This is......"
Peter walked up in confusion, picked up a coin, and looked at it closely.
With the help of a lamp, Peter discovered that the coin was identical to the one needed to cross the subway.
I haven't taken the subway much lately; I mostly just swing on a spider web whenever I can, and I absolutely refuse to sit down.
"Hey, you cunning little rascal!"
Oz suddenly appeared and slapped Peter across the face.
"Hey!"
Peter covered his ears, pointed to the coins scattered all over the floor, and changed the subject:
"Did you do all of this?"
Oz had bits of meat patty still stuck to the corners of its mouth. It spat and shook its head.
"That's right, it's me."
Oz looked troubled. "I remember reading a post before that said you took the 3 and 5 off the calculator and then tried to calculate a number 36 x 52."
"I couldn't figure it out, so I smashed it."
Peter thought to himself, "What kind of ridiculous excuse is that? Can't you do mental arithmetic?"
"Is the point about mental arithmetic?! The point is that the poster is acting like an idiot. The calculator buttons don't work, can't they just use a phone?! I need a blue pill to pull him off the other side of the screen and flick his worm!"
Peter was speechless, and once again gained a new understanding of Oz's nonsensical way of thinking.
Sometimes he even felt that he had been corrupted by this guy, and he liked to say all sorts of nonsense when facing enemies.
"But why would there be coins hidden inside the calculator my father left behind?"
Peter was slightly puzzled, but personally, he didn't have much of an opinion about Oz smashing the computer.
Although it was a memento left by my father, after everything that has happened today...
The emotions he felt for these things weren't as heavy as one might imagine.
"It's time to put your brain to good use, Spider Detective."
Oz stepped on a coin, flipping it back and forth, and said, "Didn't your other Uncle Ben say today that he gave your dad a subway car back?"
"Coincidentally, there's a coin that looks like a subway coin hidden inside this calculator. Maybe there's some important information waiting for you to discover."
Peter automatically ignored Oz's comment about another Uncle Ben.
He nodded, picked up a coin, then sat down at his computer desk and began looking up relevant information.
After the symphony of keyboard clicks, a solo performance by the mouse begins.
Peter fiddled with a coin between his fingers in one hand and held a mouse in the other, searching back and forth on the web.
"Roosevelt's Secret Station..."
Peter scrolled through the photos of the carriage, scrolling through them one by one.
Oz approached him and casually remarked, "I think you could hang a picture of Roosevelt in the disabled toilet as a tribute to him?"
Peter replied without turning his head, "What?"
"I've already thought of a title for him: 'The Great Legacy,' and add the caption: 'Look, this is what happens if you don't get your polio vaccine.'"
"This isn't funny," Peter said.
"That's hilarious, kid," Oz replied.
Peter rolled his eyes, then closed the browser page, got up, and draped the clothes hanging on the back of the chair over himself.
Seeing this, Oz asked, "Found it?"
Peter hummed in agreement. "Maybe."
Combining information from multiple sources: a carriage provided by Mr. Osborne, details from Connors, and Aunt May's later conversation at the dinner table about her father commuting to and from get off work on the D subway line, a line that had been designated as an abandoned line many years ago.
Peter weaves a web of clues, and the spider on the web, observing the whole picture, will naturally discover the inconsistencies within.
......
......
......
This is a long-forgotten video recording.
It has finally been opened.
"test......"
"My name is Richard Parker, a biological scientist with exceptional expertise in the field of genetics."
"Perhaps by the time you discover this video, my reputation will have already plummeted, and I'll be universally reviled."
"But I don't care. The truth should be known to the world. No matter how the Osborne Group slanders me or ruins my reputation, it doesn't matter to me."
"Long before I conducted this experiment, the Osborne Group had secretly reached an agreement with foreign military agencies to jointly fund my research project."
"Later I discovered that they were going to use my research to create a completely new biological weapon."
"I refused, regardless of the amount of money or reputation."
"This is the duty of a scientist, and also the example that a father should set for his children."
"I destroyed all the experimental data before they could carry out their operation."
"Even if they wanted to replicate my research, they couldn't."
"The spider's genetic modification used my personal DNA, which means that Osborn could only restore the experiment using my blood or the blood of my descendants."
After saying so much in one breath, the man recording the video finally couldn't help but pause.
It was as if he was gathering his emotions, or perhaps he was regretting something.
He wiped his face and continued:
"If this video is seen by someone, it will prove that I have been secretly murdered by Osborne and have left this world."
"I...I beg the person watching this video right now."
"Please help me pass on a message."
"Tell my son, Peter Parker, that I love him very much."
"Nothing in the world is more heartbreaking than a father never seeing his son again."
"..."
The person sitting in front of the video is a teenager.
He was covering his face at that moment, and the video footage had become a blurry mess, making it difficult to see clearly.
Sometimes, the truth is just unpredictable.
Many years ago, his memory of his father was that he was a kind man, and that he should be like him.
Having lived with this view for over a decade, I was suddenly told one day that my father was actually a bad person.
Even though I couldn't believe it, the accumulation of details forced me to accept it, and I still held onto a glimmer of hope.
It wasn't until the truth finally came out that he realized he hadn't been wronged.
My father was a good man.
But this secret seems to be known only to him.
In other words, the infamy his father has borne may be something he can never wash away in his lifetime, especially since his father did nothing wrong.
"I knew you wouldn't be that kind of person, I just knew..."
The boy covered his delicate face with his hands, his shoulders trembling.
Beside the boy was a large black bird, which appeared to be a crow. It spread its wings and gently stroked the boy's head.
"They will be proud of you now," the crow said in human language.
"I know... I just... I just miss them so much... Uncle Ben... Dad..."
"I really want to..."
The boy buried his head in his arms and cried loudly, letting the crows stroke him.
"They'll find out."
The crow said, "Feathers are falling."