"That boy?"
"His name is Carl."
"oh."
"Carl Stacey."
"What?" Gwen couldn't help but said, "What's his name?"
"Carl Stacey." George looked at his daughter with a headache on his face, frantically making up excuses in his mind.
"Listen to my explanation!" George steadied his daughter and said, "You know, that child has no parents and has amnesia. He is only 15 years old this year. Besides, you also want to have a playmate, don't you?"
"Chief Stacey, this has nothing to do with me!" Sometimes Gwen really wanted to see what was going on in her father's mind, but a boy appeared out of a big beam of light. It’s not normal, but you, an ordinary person, still want to take him home and adopt him?
Are you OK?
"Listen, Gwen, that kid is really pathetic."
Gwen didn't speak, thinking about how to deal with it, but after thinking for a long time, she found that there was no better way besides this method.
It's okay to take it home, so you can keep an eye on him.
"Okay then." Gwen said a little depressed: "So I want one more brother?"
"You should be happy. Other people's kids are like, 'Wow, I'm going to have a little brother!' "Why did you react like this?"
Gwen rolled her eyes cutely, raised her hands, and said feebly: "Wow, I'm going to have a little brother."
"Ahem, this kid is a good kid. He just can't remember who he is. Everything else is fine." George had been staring at Karl for a week. If he had no other choice, he wouldn't have come up with this idea.
"Okay, whatever you say is what it is." Gwen finished her breakfast and picked up her bag: "I'll go to school first."
"I heard you joined the band?" George looked at his daughter's back and shouted, "I used to be the best drummer!"
"Well, dealing with children is really a philosophy."
George came to the police station and picked up a small bag, "Are you sure everything is okay?"
"Sure, it's just an ordinary toy."
"The blood on that smiling face?"
"It's just ordinary dye."
"Thanks, let's drink together when you have time!"
"Forget it, my wife is very strict."
The smile on George's face froze, then he waved unnaturally and got into the car with the small bag.
In the hospital, Carl is watching the news.
It had been a week since the time travel, and Karl was basically sure that he had arrived in that world.
There are superheroes and villains in this world, but they are not as crazy as Carl thought. There is even only one superhero.
Spider-Man, or rather, it would be more appropriate to call her Spider-Woman.
And Carl naturally knew that he had traveled to the Marvel universe.
Universe 65, the hometown of Spider-Gwen.
And the police officer who has been questioning him these days is naturally the father of Spider-Woman, George Stacey.
"Are you ready? You are going to be discharged from the hospital today." George touched Karl's head and handed him a package: "This is your thing. I picked it up with you. See if you can recognize it."
Karl put his hand in, touched something like a ring, and took it out.
"How's it going? Do you have any impression?"
Karl looked at the silver ring in his hand and shook his head.
He was really confused and had no impression of this thing.
"There's another one inside, let's take a look?" George stared at Karl, trying to read something on his face.
Karl acted confidently, reached in and took out the only thing inside.
But the first time he saw that thing, Karl couldn't control his expression anymore. His hand shook and he almost threw it away.
"Did you recognize it?"
Karl stared at the badge in his hand. It was a smiley face badge stained with blood. If there was no blood stain, such badges could be seen everywhere, but there were a few blood stains on this badge, which made it not look that simple.
"Recognized it." Karl nodded slowly: "I seem to have seen it somewhere. Where is it?"
"Whose blood stains are on this?"
"I don't know." Karl shook his head.
"So there's blood on it?"
Karl looked at George deeply and said, "Of course."
George stared at the ordinary badge and couldn't help swallowing.
I scolded that colleague countless times in my heart.
Ordinary dye?
Fuck you!
"But what we detected is ordinary dye." George tried: "What's going on?"
"George, I don't know either." Karl shook his head helplessly: "No need to test me, I have already told you everything I know."
"If I had that kind of ability, then why would I lie to you?" Karl looked at George, who had a sloppy beard and a big belly, and said a very heart-wrenching sentence: "Do you mean that I put so much effort into getting closer to you? ?Chief Stacey?”
"Uh-huh, you...I..." George felt that what he said was right, but he didn't want to admit it, so he simply said stiffly: "There is something special about me, and you must be looking for it."
"Ah, yes, yes." Karl was too lazy to say anything.
Could it be said that Karl wanted him to have less hair, because he was ugly, because he had a big belly, because his salary was low, because he wanted his daughter to be beautiful?
Ahem, I accidentally told the truth.
Karl put on the ring and played with the smiley face badge in his hand, but his heart was already aroused.
No, this is the Marvel Universe. You, no, why are you from DC joining in the fun?
Horse riding!
Karl was really panicking now, but he couldn't show it.
George helped clean up and then took Karl back home.
"First of all, although I said I helped you figure out your identity, we have to make an agreement."
"Understood." Karl nodded.
"First, be honest at home. Do whatever I tell you and don't touch my daughter."
"Second, my daughter's name is Gwen Stacy. She is half a year older than you should be. Stay away from her and don't get close to her."
"Third, don't play Gwen's mind."
"Please! I'm only sixteen, and I'm still a pure virgin!" Karl cried out, but George nodded unexpectedly.
"I understand! On the first day, if the nurse got close to you, you would be shy. I can tell that you are a good boy. I have been watching you for a week. A bad guy can't pretend to be so similar. You can trust the vision of an old policeman."
"But your face is not good!" George said truthfully: "My daughter is still young, so I can't stop her, but I can control you."
"I'm very young too." Karl felt aggrieved: "I haven't done anything yet!"
"Then keep going!" George patted him on the shoulder: "Get ready, I will take you to school tomorrow."
"Wait, are you so relieved?" Karl was speechless: "No matter what, I am still an unknown person, right?"
"Of course, don't worry, you are just an ordinary person."
George smiled, turned and left.
Karl looked at his back and raised his eyebrows.
At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: "I bet a hundred planets, he will definitely not trust me."
