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Chapter 66 - Ch.66 Little Spidery's Big Adventure (Bottom)

In the break room of S.H.I.E.L.D., Steve points to a diagram on the whiteboard and says, "As I mention before, tactical proficiency is not just about planning the battle in advance. It's equally important to have a synchronized understanding of the enemy's intentions and even anticipate their actions before they do."

 

"The reason your last mission fails was partially due to not achieving this."

 

"It is a good choice to climb up to the rooftop. Seizing the high ground is indeed crucial. But then you made a fatal mistake."

 

"First,you don't investigate how many exits there are in that building before rushing in recklessly."

 

"Second, when conducting operations within a structure, we generally discourage using a high-level assault method. Once you start driving the enemy out from above, their instinct is to go downstairs. If there are exits on the lower floors, they can safely leave the building."

 

"The correct approach is either to surround them from both top and bottom or conduct a floor-by-floor assault from bottom to top. If you drive the enemy out from the lower floors, they can only go upwards and may choose to jump out of windows or get trapped inside, unable to utilize ground-level exits. Understand?"

 

Peter, sitting in front of the coffee table, writes and draws, asks, "But if I break down the door, the sound is quite loud. What if they become alert? Entering through the window is meant to catch them off guard..."

 

"Your thinking is correct. Speed is crucial in building assault operations. Like I mention earlier, if you want to drive them out from bottom to top, you must first determine the number of exits in the building. Block the exits before taking action and then break in through the windows."

 

"In reality, I don't recommend using this method. Although you have unique abilities, your opponent is familiar with their own stronghold. They know more about the rooms and building structures than you."

 

"Although you catch them off guard, once you enter an unfamiliar building, the surroundings are completely unknown to you. If there are any traps in the rooms, you might not be able to react quickly."

 

Peter is about to mention his spider-sense, but after some thought, he realizes that Steve has a point. Although he sees two people inside the room while hanging on the window, what if there is a trap waiting for him? If he initiates a signal, what if dozens of strong men suddenly rush out? His spider-sense is good for immediate reactions, but it isn't a form of foresight or X-ray vision.

 

Peter continues writing and drawing on his notebook, and Steve continues, "Furthermore, as you already know, your opponent is cunning."

 

"You say earlier that you think the junkyard is a suitable place. But don't forget, he has spent much more time there than you. This crafty guy surely rehearses dozens of escape routes in his mind."

 

"Even if he doesn't use tear gas on you, as long as you lose focus for a moment, he will still manage to escape."

 

Peter sighs, "I thought my plan is well-thought-out, but I don't realize there are so many mistakes. It seems I truly lose fair and square."

 

Steve comes over and sits next to him, patting his shoulder. "That's normal. You're already very gifted. Those guys in the military back then are too scared even to perform high-altitude jumps. They tremble standing on rooftops, let alone conducting parachute assaults. You already surpass most of them from the beginning."

 

Peter puts away his notebook and promises, "Next time, I won't let him escape."

 

 

An hour later, in the laboratory of Stark Tower, Tony holds an antenna and comments, "Although the series connection method you use is stable, it fails to maximize the efficiency of the antenna..."

 

"Don't talk to me about material limitations! When I was kidnapped in Afghanistan, didn't I make a suit out of a pile of rubbish? When I am six, I can make better computers than yours!"

 

"Also, you have a simple understanding of the 'intelligence' in the intelligent capture system. Do you think creating an automatic filtering system counts as being intelligent? Why don't you try to write a complete artificial intelligence?"

 

Tony puts down the wire and snaps his fingers. The screen descends from the ceiling. Tony points at the map on the screen and says, "Look here, this is Hell's Kitchen, right?"

 

"It has an overall spindle-shaped structure, so your signal coverage doesn't have to be a perfect circle. You should use different frequencies to maximize efficiency, like this..."

 

"Furthermore, you can find a location to establish a makeshift signal tower to monitor the designated signals from Hell's Kitchen..."

 

Peter, deep in thought, points at the Hell's Kitchen map with a laser pointer and asks for advice, "I have already found the central intersection point. It's the center of the underground sewer system I use for transportation. Do you think we can place a signal device there? What approach should I take? The method I am currently using is stable but not efficient enough..."

 

 

Several hours later, it is already dark outside. Peter squeezes through the door as Schiller is about to close up.

 

"I hear your mission doesn't go smoothly," Schiller says.

 

Peter nods with a hint of disappointment, and Schiller argues, "Although you have the technology to monitor others' cell phone signals, I don't think it's the best approach."

 

"Indeed, this method is simple yet effective. But the problem lies in it being too simple and crude, causing you to overlook many details."

 

"The trail of the target is not completely traceless as you think. You simply lack a bit of understanding in investigation and counter-investigation."

 

Peter sits down on the couch and takes a sip of water. Schiller takes out his medical history and questions, "Do you know where the most well-informed place in Hell's Kitchen is?"

 

Peter shakes his head.

 

"Next, what are the two things that no one can escape?"

 

"Death and taxes?"

 

"Exactly. So, what do you think corresponds to these two things in Hell's Kitchen?"

 

"I haven't heard of any hospital or tax bureau in Hell's Kitchen…" Peter shakes his head.

 

"You have to know, without any knowledge of the rules in Hell's Kitchen, it's nearly impossible for you to successfully combat crime."

 

Peter says, "Well, I actually reflect on that last night. I'm a bit impulsive. As soon as I hear about what happens to Matt, I want to immediately beat that guy up."

 

"It's true that Hell's Kitchen doesn't have a decent hospital or tax bureau. But after the gang wars in this place, do you think the gang members wouldn't get injured? After being injured, wouldn't they seek doctor? Where do these doctors come from? Who employs them? Could there be any special information?"

 

"Hell's Kitchen may not have a tax bureau, but the gangs collect protection money and have numerous industries. Do you expect these high school dropout gang leaders to figure out how much tax they should pay?"

 

"Where do they hire their accountants? When will they come? Which of them knows the leader you're looking for? Have they recently encountered the person you're seeking?"

 

"In addition, what about truck drivers shuttling through the streets of Hell's Kitchen every day. And taxi and bus drivers?"

 

"Even though they are part of the gang, they still need to eat. Where do the Bullseye order his meals? Has he recently hired a chef? Moreover, has he visited any strip clubs or had a girl?"

 

Schiller, pointing at the map Peter had opened, claims, "A human being cannot live in this world without leaving a trace."

 

"A person living in society inevitably interacts with others in that society."

 

"Perhaps the surveillance you imagine involves carrying a magnifying glass everywhere to search for footprints, or requiring physical evidence to make discoveries."

 

"But in reality, every person they have encountered, every word they have spoken, has left some trace, to a lesser or greater extent."

 

Schiller shakes his head , "This Bullseye isn't some master of counter-surveillance. If you're willing to invest more patience in investigating, you may not have to fight him at all."

 

"Detection is not the prelude to combat but also a requiem for peace."

 

"If someday you truly master this skill, you will understand that to deal with these criminals, you don't need to expend energy with your fists."

 

"I'm not referring to using anesthesia or slipping drugs into drinks or food, which are low-end tricks."

 

"If you can clarify a person's entire social network and trace every mark they leave in society, you can find countless ways to leverage their connections and achieve big results with small efforts."

 

"You don't have to cut any threads; you can deftly unravel all the complexities and tie them according to your own needs."

 

Peter doesn't write or draw on his notebook this time. He says, "I don't fully understand all of this right now, but perhaps one day when I utilize it, it will all come back to me."

 

"Actually, I still prefer using my fists. I always feel that by the time I need to use these, the situation will most likely be already disastrous." With the sound of the clinic's rolling shutter door closing, Peter says.

 

 

Two days later, a man with a target mark on his head is thrown at the entrance of the Manhattan Police Department.

 

On the rooftop of a nearby building, Spider-Man stands watching as the police take Bullseye inside. The streets of New York are still bustling with activity at twilight, and this incident attracts the attention of numerous passersby. But soon, they lower their heads and hurry past.

 

"You surprise me a lot," Matt's voice comes from behind Spider-Man. Holding his cane, he says, "In just a few days, you take down Kingpin's biggest informant in Hell's Kitchen. How do you do it?"

 

Peter stands on the edge of the rooftop, hearing Matt's voice, and turns around.

 

He takes off the mask of his suit, and his tousled hair turns into a floating golden thread in the sunset light behind. He smiles, exuding youthful innocence and cheerfulness.

 

He laughs, "That's probably because I'm really good at making friends."