Chapter 108

Sharon was holding a mirror covered with a plastic bag. When she came out of the elevator, she just saw three children of different heights entering the apartment.

Walking in front is a blonde girl with bangs. Her nostrils are facing the sky, her school uniform is loose, and she looks like a big sister.

Behind the girl was a black haired boy with glasses. He was playing a video game with his head down.

Finally, a tall, thin, black haired boy with glasses, hands in his pockets, headphones and a little song in his mouth.

Seeing a stranger coming out of his elevator, the girl walking in front was stunned, and then roared: "stop, what are you doing? Why haven't I seen you before? Is it a thief? What about my mother? What's the matter with my charming mother? I'll drag him, and you'll call the police..."

It was like a machine gun. Sharon couldn't open his eyes when he asked.

The boy behind the girl began to feel on his body in a hurry: "my mobile phone, my mobile phone, alas, my mobile phone has been forgotten in school. I said I should prepare one more, but my parents just don't agree. You see, now it's in trouble..."

As for the last tall and thin boy, he was still immersed in the ocean of music, didn't notice what was happening in front of him, and walked forward with his thighs shaking and humming a little song.

The blonde banged girl flew up and kicked the tall and thin boy on the horse: "Garfield, are you deaf or blind? Don't you see more strangers at home? Listen to music every day. I'll burn your headphones in a minute..."

The tall and thin boy named Garfield got up from the ground and pointed to Sharon to take a horse step: "I warn you, you don't want to mess around. I've practiced Kung Fu, boxing and Taekwondo. I'm very skilled..."

Then he flew forward and kicked his toes right on the corner of the wall. Then he covered his feet and fell to the ground screaming.

"God, Garfield, are you an idiot?"

"Second brother, the man is opposite you. What are you kicking there? Has your myopia increased again?"

"Shut up, you little bastards. You still have time to gossip. Go out and call the police!"

Just when the three children were in a mess, Aunt Mei came out in her apron. Before the person arrived, her voice came first: "you bastards are naughty and mischievous. Do you want to be beaten again? Don't think I can't beat you with the protection of American law. I'm anxious. I'll go out into the cage and have to smoke you with slippers... "

"Mom, are you okay?"

"Mommy, who is this uncle?"

"Aunt Mei, leave them alone. Look at me, my toes..."

Sharon covered her forehead completely powerlessly.

It's too noisy.

When the whole family was happy, the door of the apartment was pushed open again. A middle-aged black haired man, who was not tall, ugly, fat, stopped with a beer belly and sparse hair, slowly came in.

Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, the middle-aged uncle seemed to be used to it. First he looked around and determined what was going on before he came forward.

First, he patted the blonde banged girl's head: "Gwen, go, take Holland to wash his face and do his homework."

Just now, she was like a sparrow, but she was honest like a quail. She obediently led the youngest black haired boy to the apartment.

Then the middle-aged man came to Garfield and kicked him: "don't pretend. Go back to your room. In the evening, your aunt and I will have a deep conversation with you about your recent school situation."

Garfield, who just held his feet and howled, dared not fart. He got up and rushed to the second floor without looking back.

"Honey, you're back at last. If you come a little later, I don't know what to do? "

"It's all right, baby. Children always need patient education."

Looking at the middle-aged couple holding together, kissing as if no one else was around, desperately throwing dog food at themselves, Sharon couldn't help sighing.

Although from the appearance, the couple can definitely be regarded as "a flower inserted in cow dung". But judging from the handling of family disputes by middle-aged men just now, the cow dung that can be inserted with flowers is by no means ordinary cow dung.

"Honey, is dinner ready?"

"Soon. By the way, what about Peter? Why didn't he come back with you? "

"What visiting activities are organized in senior three? It's estimated that we can't catch up with dinner time."

"Well, I'll prepare dinner." Aunt May looked at Sharon. "Agent, will you stay for dinner with us?"

Sharon recalled that the four mouths just now were like machine guns and shook his head quickly: "no, I have something else to do, so I won't bother."

The middle-aged man then reached out to Sharon: "Ben Parker, who are you?"

"Special agent NIA, Sharon."

Sharon shook hands with the man who created spider man.

Aunt Mei whispered to Uncle Ben, "I came this time for 403."

Uncle Ben nodded quietly, "is it going well? Daisy's parents are a little nervous recently. Can I help you? "

"Fortunately, it's going well. It's just that you may have to disturb tonight. Stay here just in case. "

Aunt Mei was interested: "will someone come to kill me?"

Sharon smiled: "you think too much. I'm just worried that the child is excited. In case he can't think about it."

Uncle Ben said gently, "how about room 402? It's just opposite Daisy's house. The furniture inside is quite perfect, and may just cleaned it yesterday. "

"Good, I'll trouble you. Then I'll go out first and come back later. "

"I'll get the key to 402."

"I'll prepare dinner."

After walking out of the apartment, it was getting dark. Xie Lun takes a long breath. The man who can survive in such a nagging family atmosphere is by no means ordinary people.

But the little spider's life in this world seems to be going well. Although he still lives in his uncle's house, his life is not down and out. His uncle and aunt are still rent-a-bag.

Four storey apartment building, even if only the upper two floors are rented, the monthly rent is also considerable.

After sitting in the scarlet sports car, Sharon summoned the grass out and pulled out the fingerprint collection tool from the backpack it spits out.

A small brush dipped in special dust gently skimmed over the mirror, and the seemingly disappeared fingerprints reappeared. Sharon picked up his cell phone and photographed the fingerprints on the mirror and the blood fingerprints behind.

"Monica, I'll send you two fingerprints. Compare them and see if you can find the corresponding fingerprints."

"Check fingerprints? It's a little interesting. As long as there is in the database, I can reply in an hour... No, half an hour. "

"There's no need to worry. Who is the owner of the handprint on the mirror? I have some directions, mainly the blood handprint. We must try our best to find out its true identity."

After hanging up, Sharon stuffed all the items, including the mirror, into the stomach of the grass. He was about to lie in the car and have a rest when he suddenly remembered something.

"Peter? Garfield? Gwen? "Holland?"

Four spidermans?

(PS: there's no need to argue about who is the best Spiderman. I stuffed three generations of little spiders in and gave an extra female spider. Did everyone show a satisfied smile on their faces?)