Outside the glass curtain wall of the Wayne Group's Marvel office, the night was deep.
Gwen, flapping the broad wing membranes of her Jetray form, landed lightly on the windowsill.
She slipped in through the open window, lightly tapped the emblem on her chest, and in the blink of an eye, transformed back into her human form.
However, when she looked up, she couldn't help but be taken aback.
Peter and Ethan were holding milk glasses, looking at her with curiosity.
At this moment, Peter looked at Gwen, somewhat excited: "Boss? You're back?"
Gwen sat on the other side of the sofa, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Why aren't you home so late? Aunt Mei will worry, won't she?"
Peter scratched the back of his head, his eyes full of curiosity: "I was going to leave, but I'm curious, what was that thing with the jet exhaust just now?"
Gwen walked to the Water dispenser, poured a cup of Water, took a small sip, and a mysterious smile played on her lips: "Tony Stark."
Ethan, who was sitting there drinking milk, heard this and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, looking at Gwen: "Is this what you said, Tony's new Iron Man Suit?"
"Yes, that's right."
At this moment, Gwen was drinking Water, already considering when to go to Stark's house to steal the Iron Man Suit data.
Oh, and Dr. Helen Cho, her data also needs to be stolen.
Oh, so busy!
After going back, she could design new Tiangong Society Iron Man Suits.
This was also because she had crossed several multiverses; otherwise, Mr. Falcone would probably be terrified right now.
Peter suddenly seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Oh, by the way, I've always really wanted to know, how many transformations do you actually have?"
Gwen put down her Water glass, tapped her fingers lightly on the table, and tilted her head to calculate: "Hmm... over 20, I guess? They can be used against various enemies and scenarios."
After saying that, she even glanced at the small broken watch, afraid that a Galvan old man would suddenly pop out and lecture her about how "the Omnitrix is not a weapon" or something.
Peter looked at the pale purple hourglass-shaped emblem on the Omnitrix and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
It seemed he had seen this emblem even earlier.
When was it... After a careful recollection, suddenly, he seemed to recall something terrifying, his face instantly turned White, and he stammered: "Then... then was there also a big blue moth that could turn translucent and pass through walls?"
Gwen looked at Peter's strange expression, immediately realized what he was thinking, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.
"That night you encountered," Gwen pointed to herself, "was me."
Peter's Adam's apple unconsciously bobbed up and down, his fingers nervously clutching the corner of his clothes, and he asked with a trembling voice: "That day... what were you doing?"
A strange smile played on Gwen's lips, her eyes twinkling with cunning, and she said without reservation: "Stealing things."
Her tone was as casual as if she were discussing the weather, but the expression on her face made Peter feel pressure.
Peter's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
He had always thought Gwen was a very good person.
After all, she brought him back from Afghanistan and saved Ethan, so she had been kind to him no matter what.
After thinking for a while, Peter still couldn't believe Gwen would steal other people's things, his lips moved a few times before he hesitated to speak: "You can't steal even then..."
Before Peter could finish, Gwen suddenly burst out laughing, interrupting him.
"Don't worry, I have my reasons for stealing things." As she spoke, she playfully winked, "Tony being caught by Terrorists has a hidden story, and what I stole was the relevant evidence that could prove this."
Looking at Gwen's confident demeanor, Peter felt that she wasn't lying, but subconsciously, he also felt something strange.
It felt like solving a math problem; the answer was correct, but the thought process felt problematic.
So he asked again, unsettled: "So you went to steal things to save Mr. Stark?"
Gwen nodded sincerely repeatedly: "If it wasn't for that USB drive with the relevant evidence, why would I go to Stark Industries?"
Although Peter was still somewhat suspicious, he also felt that Gwen wasn't lying.
And what he didn't know was that Gwen hadn't lied a single word, but she hadn't told a single truth either.
Seeing Peter's expression, Gwen simply changed the subject directly.
"Speaking of which, Peter, what memorable villains have you fought?" She tilted her head, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Peter paused slightly, then fell into thought: "Let me think... The most memorable one should be Professor Connors. When he turned into the Lizard, it was truly terrifying; he almost turned the entire city into Lizard people."
"Oh, and there's Electro Max. Although I don't know what I did to provoke him, I really feel that guy isn't bad at heart."
Listening to Peter recount these things as Spider-Man, Gwen nodded to herself.
Both were indeed classic villains from The Amazing Spider-Man story.
But she always felt something wasn't quite right; why hadn't he mentioned the Green Goblin yet?
It should be known that there were three people in the famous scene of Gwen's death: Gwen, Spider-Man, and the Green Goblin.
Compared to the Toby version of Spider-Man, where the protagonist and his close friend only had a temporary minor conflict, the relationship between the Green Goblin and Spider-Man in the Amazing version was a blood feud.
Listening to Peter's animated descriptions of these events, Gwen couldn't help but interrupt: "What about Harry?"
Peter heard the familiar name and couldn't help but be stunned.
He looked at Gwen with a somewhat strange expression, blinking: "What about Harry? Boss, you know Harry too?"
Gwen nodded lightly, her red lips slightly parted: "Yes, I'm talking about Harry Osborn."
Peter's expression instantly relaxed, and a gentle smile returned to his lips: "Harry is a very good friend of mine, but I haven't seen him for a while recently. I don't know what he's busy with abroad; his replies to my messages have been intermittent."
As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted out the window, as if looking at his good friend who was studying abroad.
Gwen narrowed her eyes slightly, carefully observing every subtle expression on Peter's face.
She swore by all the criminal psychology she had studied that there was no hatred in that expression, only pure concern and longing for an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Then you and Gwen Stacy..."
Hearing that name, Peter's face turned beet red.
"Ahem... just friends, just friends."
Looking at the young man in front of her, who looked like a pure college student who had never been in love, a big question mark appeared above Gwen's head.
"Why are you blushing, you teapot?"