Chapter 17
Chapter 17
After patrolling for most of the day, Lambert and Peter only caught two thieves. After sending them to the gate of the police station, the two of them had nothing to do.
New York tonight is much calmer than ever.
"I think it's because they found a new crime-fighting superhero, so they're scared." Lambert squatted on a tree and said shamelessly. Next to him was a fat orange cat lying on his body. A little dirty, it looks like a stray cat.
Peter rolled his eyes under the tree, he'd never learn Lambert's narcissism.
Looking at the chubby little guy, Lambert stretched out his hand to smooth its hair, "How did you grow so fat?" Judging by this figure, I am afraid that life is pretty good.
Under the tree, Peter looked at his body blankly. Where is he getting fat?No, it's pretty good!Then why does Lambert still call him fat?
"Meow meow!" You humble human being, you are the only one who is fat!This uncle is plump!It's handsome, fat ghost!
When the orange cat heard Lambert's words, it almost jumped up and gave him a paw.
Lambert curled his lips and grabbed the orange cat by the back of the neck, "Speak well, or I will throw you down."
"?" Peter looked up blankly, and found that Lambert was holding an orange cat dangling above his head. Was this trying to murder Spider-Man?
Ah, forget it, it doesn't matter if he is fat...
Peter suddenly reached out and pulled the orange cat's tail. The little orange cat, which was frightened by Lambert, blew up and began to struggle.
Lambert didn't catch it for a moment, and the orange cat fell directly on Peter's face, and then scratched his uniform twice.
"Lambert! You did it on purpose!" Peter hugged the angry orange cat, pointing at the hole in his mask, "Pay me!"
"I didn't do it on purpose, let Tony pay you a set." Lambert smiled and looked at Peter. When he went out, he saw the special uniform Tony made for Mr. Spider-Man. It also had an AI system, which was a bit small. jealous.
"The orange cat is too heavy, I lost it when I struggled."
Peter didn't believe a word of Lambert's explanation.
If it's someone else, it's possible, Lambert... who is he lying to?
A man who can break a pillar with one punch can't catch a cat?
But cat hair is very comfortable.
After stroking two orange cats, Peter put it on the ground.
The orange cat is going to die of anger now. It finally climbed up the tree and wanted to sleep, but this guy actually put it on the ground?
"Meow meow meow! Meow meow meow!"
"He finally climbed up a tree to rest for a night, so you just put him on the ground?" Lambert propped his chin, completely forgetting that he threw the orange cat in Peter's face.
Peter looked at the orange cat on the ground, carried him back to the tree, and found that the orange cat's attitude improved a lot.
"Wait...can you understand cats?"
"Guess?" Lambert touched the orange cat, took out a small biscuit from his pocket and put it in front of the orange cat, as an apology for dropping it just now.
The orange cat sniffed the biscuit, and generously chose to forgive the human being, the biscuit was delicious.
Peter also climbed up, "Can cats eat cookies?"
"Of course, these are cat biscuits in the first place." Lambert took another biscuit from his pocket and gave it to the orange cat. These were originally put by Yao in his place, and they were snacks for the three-haired cat. Now it is estimated that they can only be fed. Little stray cat on the side of the road.
He believes that Yao is so good that he shouldn't mind such trivial matters.
Mr. Steward had doubts about the small space that Lambert said before. He seemed to have seen Lambert bring out a lot of things, not like only two boxes of candies.
Lambert's words made Peter label him as a cat lover.
After eating the biscuits, the orange cat climbed down comfortably. It was not afraid of Lambert, so it just fell asleep.
"You should go back, Spider-Man." Lambert looked at the time, it was already very late, and he had to go to class tomorrow.
"Yes, what about you?" Peter also realized that it was too late, and it would be bad if he didn't go back and wait for Aunt May to find out later.
"I'll go back later." Lambert jumped down from the tree, he stretched himself, tonight is really a peaceful day.
"Okay, then go back and be careful." Peter nodded, he still believed in Lambert's strength, and now he had to go back quickly.
Lambert stood there in a daze for a while, ready to go back, but suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Mr. Steward, turn on the video." Lambert had a bad feeling.
"Recording is on, please be careful."
Mr. Housekeeper started recording.
Lambert walked in the direction of the bloody smell, and as the distance shortened, the bloody smell became heavier.
Until Lambert found a leg on the ground, a human leg.
Lambert frowned, "Mr. Steward, call the police."
Mr. Housekeeper immediately called the police, "I have called the police, and the police are expected to arrive in three minutes. Do you want to evacuate first?"
Lambert shook his head. He carefully looked at the wound on this leg. The cut was very neat, and there should be a large cutting tool.But he had been patrolling with Peter for so long, but he didn't notice anything...
The distance here is only 800 meters from what they were just now, and neither he nor Peter noticed it at all.
Although he still had doubts in his heart, Lambert didn't want to talk to the police, so he left first.
Lambert has been hiding nearby to watch the policemen go about their business, "Is the crime rate in the United States so high?"
"Yes, but because of the emergence of superheroes, the crime rate has dropped." Mr. Butler said.
Lambert had a headache, and he didn't know what kind of luck it was. When he encountered a case again, he always felt that sooner or later he would be called to the police station as a guest.
"Master Lambert, do you need to intervene in the investigation?"
"Need not."
Lambert clenched his fist, turned suddenly and hit him behind him.
Mr. Steward did not scan anything behind him.
A long-haired man was knocked down to the ground. He didn't expect that his concealment would be discovered, and... is this kind of power really human?
Did he... make a mistake today?
"I didn't expect there to be vampires here." Lambert shook his hand, a little disgusted, "It's a bit too much for such a weak person to want to treat me as food."
Lambert suddenly had an idea, he showed his sharp teeth and black bat wings, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
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