Levi saw Norman Osborn off, then returned to his office.
"2B, why don't you take off your blindfold?"
"You'll make people think you're strange at first glance."
Hearing Levi's words, 2B immediately said, "Boss, the tactical visor can change its appearance."
"Why didn't you say so earlier..."
Levi complained.
The blindfold 2B was wearing indeed began to change, transforming directly into glasses with some unknown technology.
Now, Levi could see 2B's eyes.
Her eyes were blue, with a mysterious and rather cold feeling.
Somehow, looking into 2B's eyes immediately gave one a feeling of pitiful vulnerability.
Levi pinched 2B's face, which felt very firm and fleshy.
Sitting on the chair, 2B obediently came over to give a massage.
"Red Queen, investigate Norman Osborn's information."
Levi spoke.
Although Norman Osborn was going to be a partner, it was still necessary to be cautious.
It was like Ma Sheng, who painstakingly 'hoarded rare goods,' only to be abandoned once his usefulness was over.
Although such an oddity would likely only be one in a million, Levi still needed to be careful.
Of course, not many people dared to break the rules.
After reviewing Norman Osborn's information, Levi also looked at Kingpin's.
Kingpin's business empire was terrifying; he had now achieved control over both the legal and illegal sectors.
According to Red Queen's data, many New York council members were controlled by him through political donations, with a very high probability of manipulating election results.
In fact, Kingpin had previously endorsed other people for mayor.
It was just that he now wanted to be mayor himself.
After being a gang leader and a successful businessman, he also wanted to add the title of a political elite.
Of course, Norman Osborn was no small figure either.
Osborn Group was worth tens of billions of U.S. dollars, and in New York, only Stark Industries could firmly surpass it.
After finishing, Levi did not linger and went straight home from work.
"Boss, Dr. Otto is preparing to conduct human trials for the Brain-computer Interface tomorrow."
Sitting in the elevator, Red Queen appeared and said.
"That fast?"
Levi was a little surprised.
"The data is complete; we are just manufacturing according to it."
Red Queen explained.
Her appearance made the company's scientists feel relieved.
Especially Dr. Otto, who loved to have Red Queen help him.
He didn't need an assistant, but he couldn't help it, as Red Queen was too comprehensive!
Aside from being unable to physically build things, Red Queen could instantly answer anything.
Even Professor Connors began to have Red Queen check data and analyze potion ingredients.
"Alright then, I'll be there tomorrow."
Levi nodded.
He had originally planned to slack off for a day, but now it seemed difficult.
...
Night.
Queens.
Ghost Spider, clad in a black and white battle suit, sped through the buildings, her blue high heels tapping on the glass with a rhythmic sound.
Then she leaped to the ground, performing a 'leap of faith.'
After rotating twice in the air like a diver, knees tucked, she perfectly extended her body, then used a web to grasp a wall, swinging forward and performing more aerial maneuvers.
"Yay! Perfect score!"
Ghost Spider imagined herself diving, her movements becoming more and more fluid.
Before long, she arrived at the reported location.
'FEAST Homeless Shelter'.
New York had almost the most 'homeless people' in the U.S.
Homeless shelters provided these homeless individuals with a place to rest and free meals.
Of course, sometimes they would also offer free medical check-ups...
This was not out of great kindness, but because it could also earn money from America.
America had an annual "Federal Nutrition Assistance Program."
This money would not go directly to the homeless but to various shelters...
To put it bluntly, everyone was just using the opportunity to help the homeless to make money.
Moreover, if the homeless disappeared, no one would care.
So there were many invisible industries here.
The naive Ghost Spider did not know any of this; she squatted on a street light, waiting patiently.
At this moment, her phone rang, causing a flurry of fumbling.
Seeing that it was her father, George, calling, she immediately answered.
"Dad, I've finished eating outside, I have plans with a friend."
"A boyfriend? Is it your boss?"
George Stacy's voice came from the phone.
"What? No, no."
She immediately took off her mask, revealing a delicate small face, which was Gwen Stacy.
"He's not my boyfriend yet."
"Oh! Not yet, so it's soon!"
George Stacy teased, but at the same time, there was a pang of heartache.
This was the drawback of raising a daughter; it felt like a good cabbage was being rooted by a pig.
"Dad! I'm not talking to you anymore!"
Gwen wanted to argue, but seeing a vehicle arrive below, she immediately finished speaking and hung up the phone.
She put on her mask, and several vans opened, with people wearing demon masks getting out.
"Demon Gang, it's you."
Ghost Gwen snorted.
It was this Demon Gang that had attacked her boss before.
Suddenly, more than ten people got out.
From the largest vehicle, a person who was completely black and white, as if photographed on a film negative, stepped out.
'Mr. Negative'.
Gwen had long known him and knew he was difficult to deal with, so she did not rush into action.
She didn't know why these people would come to a homeless shelter.
"There's no one here today, move all the valuable things away."
Mr. Negative spoke at this time.
He was also angry.
Why, out of nowhere, was his homeless shelter acquired today?
And he didn't even know how it was done.
He only knew that there was a sum of money in his bank account.
But then he wanted to use this money, only to find his bank card frozen!
This directly made him explode with frustration; his own assets were gone, replaced by cash, and then his card was frozen?
He felt a conspiracy brewing.
This led him to originally want to communicate with the acquirer, but now he felt something was wrong.
So he directly brought his subordinates over that night to take away his belongings, mainly the crucial documents that couldn't be left behind.
Those things, once in the hands of others, would be dangerous...
They had to be dealt with in advance.
And he also had to pretend to be a robbery, directly breaking in violently.
"Bang!"
The Demon Gang's subordinates immediately swarmed in.
Mr. Negative tugged at his tie, then followed them in, letting his subordinates move things while he headed straight for the office.
This place no longer belonged to him, so naturally, he felt no pity.
His hard-earned assets were suddenly someone else's; he only felt anger.
Seeing the Demon Gang's actions, Gwen said nothing and followed them directly inside.
The darkness inside was advantageous for her combat.
"Whoosh!"