"Oscorp is so boring. It keeps introducing us to the company's brief history and various biological experiment processes, including spiders, lizards and mice. Who wants to listen to this?" A student complained, causing the people around him to nod in sympathy.

"By the way, where's Mr. James? He just went out for a while, why hasn't he come back yet?"

“I don’t know…”

Listening to the conversation of his classmates, Peter Parker shook his dizzy brain, silently left the crowd and walked home.

"Name?"

"white night."

"gender?"

"male."

"Home address?"

…

At the New York Police Headquarters, Bai Ye, who had changed into clean clothes, sat on a chair and faced the police's questions calmly.

When he killed the robbers, he had already prepared himself mentally. If he was really sentenced to a year or two for murder, he felt that New York was too urbanized and needed to be restored to its old ways.

With his current strength of tons, let alone confronting modern military force head-on, it would be easy for him to escape from prison. He could then stay in hiding and practice for three to five years. Even without the intervention of Thanos ten years later, he would have reduced the number of people in New York by more than 50%.

Outside the interrogation room, Chief George, who had no idea of ​​Bai Ye's intentions, was flipping through Bai Ye's past.

His parents were Chinese immigrants who lost everything due to gambling addiction. Not long after, they were found dead on the street. When their bodies were found, several of their organs were missing.

Bai Ye's resume is much cleaner. He just goes to school simply. Not long ago, he spent a lot of money to get a gym membership. Since then, he has started skipping classes frequently. The reason why he was caught for robbing a bank today was because of skipping classes.

Judging from the records, Bai Ye has no criminal record and seems to be fine, but if you think about it, you will know how Bai Ye, who has no one to rely on, survived these years and has no part-time job record.

"According to records, you currently don't have any job. How did you get so much cash?" the police officer asked inside the room.

"It's well known that I'm handsome, so it's reasonable for someone to give me money, right?" Bai Ye said, "And this obviously has nothing to do with the robbery. I can completely refuse to answer these questions."

The police officer in front of him paused, looked up at Bai Ye, then lowered his head silently, unable to refute.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Just as the police officer was about to continue questioning, there was a knock on the closed door, forcing him to stop his work.

After opening the door, the police officer saw George at the door followed by a man wearing sunglasses, leaning on crutches, with bandages on his hands and feet.

"Chief, who is he?" the police officer asked.

Bai Ye was also surprised to see the person coming. Although he was wearing a mask at the time, he recognized him at a glance. This was the Daredevil who was sent to the hospital by him a few days ago. He was also wondering why this guy came here.

"This is Bai Ye's lawyer." George explained. He couldn't understand why Bai Ye, a man from a miserable family, would have a lawyer come to his door so soon after the incident.

Moreover, the lawyer looked so miserable, as if he had just come out of the hospital.

…

Three hours later, Bai Ye and Matthew came out of the police station. Although they were out of the police station, as an in-depth participant in this robbery, Bai Ye's activities were temporarily restricted to New York City.

And if there is any new development in the case, he may need to be summoned for investigation.

"Why did you want to be my lawyer?" Bai Ye turned his head to look at Matthew beside him on the street: "Shouldn't you be thinking of sending me to jail?"

"Can the prison hold you?" Matthew turned around and asked, "Do we have to wait for you to escape from prison and take revenge on society? Let society produce another criminal like Bullseye?"

"I already know your family background. I don't want to train another social criminal. Although you have already stepped half a foot into it, if you turn over a new leaf, there is still a chance of turning back."

"I thought superheroes were the kind who would do anything to eliminate evil, but I didn't expect you to be so understanding." Bai Ye said with a smile, his hands in his pockets.

"Consider this as your reward for not killing me. You have such good physical fitness. Are you interested in being a superhero? I can teach you, just like my master taught me." Matthew said slowly.

He hoped to guide the young man in front of him to change his evil ways through words and deeds.

"You? Teach me?" Bai Ye looked at the man's bandaged hands and feet: "Don't forget who sent you to the hospital."

"That was just a sneak attack when I was off guard. Your attacks were all based on brute force. With my skills, I can be your teacher. If it happens again, I won't lose again." Matthew said seriously. If his injury hadn't healed yet, he would have wanted to drag Bai Ye into another fight.

"Then how come your invincible skills didn't let you detect my sneak attack." Bai Ye curled his lips. Instead of spending time practicing skills, he might as well come and practice block blocks, and directly defeat ten opponents with force.

"That's all. Thank you very much for coming here today to be my lawyer despite your injuries. You can go back now. I'll contact you if there are any legal issues." Bai Ye said indifferently, her tone like a scumbag who has squeezed out all the surplus value from a bootlicker.

Seeing Matthew's helpless expression, Bai Ye turned around at the intersection without any reluctance and walked towards the gym. He took out his cell phone as he walked, on which there were dozens of missed calls of all sizes.

The callers included teachers, principals, and various former classmates.

As Bai Ye walked towards home, he looked through these phone numbers and picked out the one with his teacher James and called back.

The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. The other party's hesitant voice came from the other end: "Bai Ye, are you... in the police station now?"

"No, I just asked a few simple questions and came out. I'm on my way home now." Bai Ye explained and continued: "Teacher, you also know that the current situation is a bit complicated, so I want to take a month off to recuperate at home."

Facing Bai Ye's request, James' attitude at this moment was gentle, without any dissatisfaction from before: "One month? I don't have the authority to do so, but I will help you talk to the principal. You just need to rest at home now."

"Thank you, teacher." Bai Ye thanked with satisfaction, then hung up the phone.

During the whole process, the teacher neither asked why he skipped classes to go to the bank nor talked about the murder in Bai Ye, as if he knew nothing about it. After all, the profession of a teacher is just a job, and it is best not to ask about such things.

After turning off his cell phone and feeling his bones itchy from being idle for so long, Bai Ye ran to the gym.

(End of this chapter)