"Are you sure?"
The little spider expressed his doubts.
After all, Matt's tone did not sound very confident. Instead, it sounded like he was comforting himself.
Ever since he had been modified by the super spider gene, all of Peter's senses had been magnified dozens of times!
So he could clearly feel that when Matt said that sentence, his heart beat faster, the sweat secreted by his pores increased, and his eyes unconsciously looked to the right, and his slightly hesitant tone, and his subconsciously clenched fists...
These performances were exactly the same as when he was deceiving Auntie May, Uncle Ben, Ned, and MJ!
In terms of micro-expression psychology, this was a sign that people had no confidence in themselves.
In other words...
The man in the red jacket in front of him was not sure if he had any support.
"Uh... I'm not doubting you, but you should know that our primary goal is to save those children safely. Next is to eliminate those evil magicians, right?" Peter said.
"You are right."
Matt took a deep look at the little spider. Compared to the long-winded look just now, he didn't expect it to be so reliable when it came to business.
"So what about our support?" The little spider asked.
"Don't worry, the support will definitely come, but first of all, we must first confirm whether this is their nest!" Matt rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.
When he was following the big truck, he had already contacted Jessica, but the reply he got was to investigate the internal situation first, including the distribution of personnel, the number, and so on.
That damned crazy woman...
It was obvious that he had offended her last time, and this time he deliberately used the excuse of stalling for time to make him suffer a little.
The little spider suddenly understood. With a touch of pity in his eyes, he patted Matt on the shoulder and sighed, "Mr. Daredevil, you are really unpopular."
This spider child is really annoying...
Matt felt as if his heart had been pierced by sword. The veins on his temples bulged, and he said, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"
After saying this, Matt quickly walked towards the villa.
Looking at his hurried back, it was as if he was afraid of being caught by someone.
"Wait for me, Mr. Daredevil ---" Peter trotted all the way.
...
The villa was quite large. From the overgrown garden in the front yard, to the simple and rotten furnishings in the hall, and then to the dried up pool in the backyard, it could be seen that this house had not been inhabited for many years.
Snake, insects, rats, and ants everywhere, as well as the spider silk in the corner, and the dust everywhere, gave off a desolate atmosphere in the air.
"Eh?"
The little spider looked around and found that something was wrong. He asked doubtfully, "Strange, where did they go?"
"Look here."
Matt pointed to the messy footprints on the ground and said lightly, "The truth is hidden in the details. Pay more attention to it. Follow these footprints and you will be able to find them."
Peter widened his eyes and looked in the direction that Matt was pointing at. He could barely recognize it with the help of the thin moonlight. There was a line of messy footprints on the ground.
Because it was night and the light in the villa was not very sufficient, the footprints on the ground were relatively difficult to find, so he did not see them at the first time.
Peter scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now."
Matt ignored him and followed the direction of the footprints carefully towards the backyard.
Peter stuck out his tongue and knew that he was bored, so he lowered his head and followed Matt.
The two of them passed through the hall and arrived at the backyard of the villa. They found traces of the footprints and suddenly disappeared at the edge of the dried pool.
"Wait... The footprints disappeared. Where did they go?" Peter widened his eyes and stared at the pool that had long dried up. He was confused.
Matt squatted down and carefully observed the footprints. His eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes fell on the dried pool. He muttered, "They went down. This pool is used to cover up the entrance!"
"Are you sure?"
Peter expressed his doubts.
Matt glanced at him, too lazy to explain the reason. He got up and walked around the edge of the pool, looking for something that might be a mechanism.
Unfortunately, Matt circled the pool three times, and even jumped in to check carefully, but he still could not find the mechanism to open the door.
"Did I guess wrong?"
"Then where did you say they went?"
"Maybe they flew away?"
"..."
Matt was so angry that his chest hurt. He twisted his neck and ignored Peter, continuing to search for the mechanism.
After about ten minutes.
Matt, who was looking for the mechanism, suddenly frowned. He seemed to have noticed something. He turned around and rushed to the shore. He dragged Peter to the side and hid in a corner.
"What are you doing?" Peter was shocked. Before he could finish speaking, Matt covered his mouth.
"Shh ---"
Matt raised a finger to his lips, signaling Peter not to speak, and then pointed in the direction of the pool.
Peter did not understand, but he still nodded obediently, indicating that he could not speak, and looked at the pool.
Rumble
There was a slight tremor from the ground, and the bottom of the dried up pool suddenly split open from the middle. The floor opened to both sides, revealing a dark passage that extended downwards.
It turned out that there was really a hidden passage under the pool!
Peter turned his head and looked at Matt, his eyes full of worship.
Matt curled his lips and did not say anything. He continued to stare at the secret passage.
A person walked out from the secret passage. He was one of the mercenaries responsible for escorting the child.
"Shh shh---"
The man hummed a song. After looking around and seeing that there was no one around, he went to the side and lit a cigarette. He put it in his mouth and took a deep breath. Then he began to untie his belt and water the weeds.
"What should we do?"
Peter was afraid of being discovered by the man. He deliberately lowered his voice very low, like a mosquito. If not for Matt's sensitive hearing, he might not have been able to hear what Peter was saying.
"Catch him and ask about the information underground!" Matt thought for a moment and said.
"No problem, leave it to me!" Hearing that there was no need to kill, Peter immediately volunteered.
"Can you do it?" Matt expressed his doubts.
"Don't worry, I promise I will complete the mission!" Peter did not wait for Matt to respond, he immediately jumped out of the grass and leaped into the air, aiming at the mercenaries under his wrist.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three soft sounds were heard as white spider silk shot out from the device on his wrist.
The spider web stretched out in the air, and before the mercenary who was hissing could react to what had happened, he was tied up by a pile of sticky spider silk and turned into a mummy.
"He-..."
Pachi!
As soon as the mercenary spoke, he was hit by a spider web on his mouth and even his nose was covered!
"Oh, perfect!"
Peter rolled over beautifully and landed firmly on the ground. He said to Matt in a dazzling manner, "How is it? I said it was okay!"
"Not bad."
Matt rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.