Lie to You

After pulling Uncle Ben back from the brink of death with the Goblin Pacemaker XL, Kraft pulled out a syringe gun from his bag and administered an adrenaline shot to Uncle Ben's neck.

Uncle Ben, whose breathing had been faint, immediately perked up.

"Kraft?"

Feeling the surge of strength within him, Uncle Ben sat up slightly.

"You saved me?"

"Don't move! You're still injured!" Kraft pressed down on Uncle Ben, making him lie back down. "The ambulance will be here soon, tell me if you feel anything uncomfortable!"

"Don't worry, I feel pretty good right now."

Uncle Ben smiled and obediently lay back down.

"That's because I gave you an adrenaline shot so you can't feel pain, but your body hasn't actually improved."

This was, of course, Kraft talking nonsense. The original adrenaline shot was also from Swann's world, and its effect was indeed to trade the body for combat power. However, Kraft had already used technology from other worlds to minimize its side effects and had even added a small amount of body repair serum.

Actually, it wasn't that he couldn't add more, but often when the source of damage like bullets or shrapnel remained inside the body, adding too much repair serum wouldn't be ideal.

"That's great, Kraft, thank goodness you were here..."

Peter Parker, crying his eyes out, came over and repeatedly thanked Kraft with a look of lingering fear.

"Hmph!"

Kraft glared at him fiercely, then turned his head away, unwilling to deal with him.

"Uh..."

Peter, who had intended to ask why Kraft was there, paused and retreated.

Already feeling guilty, and having just received a great favor from Kraft, Peter Parker didn't dare to provoke a clearly displeased Kraft at this moment.

Soon, the ambulance arrived, and Kraft, along with Peter, followed it to the hospital to send Uncle Ben.

After waiting anxiously outside the operating room for a while, they and Aunt May, who arrived shortly after, finally received word from the doctor that Uncle Ben was out of danger. Only then did Kraft breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's all thanks to you, Kraft."

Aunt May, wiping away tears, hugged Kraft and refused to let go, thanking him profusely.

"If Ben hadn't made it, I don't know if I could have gone on."

"It's okay, Aunt May, it's good that Uncle Ben is alright."

Kraft patted Aunt May's back and comforted her softly.

"Excuse me for interrupting."

At this moment, a Black man in a police uniform walked over and pointed at Kraft and Peter.

"I'll need both of you to come with me to give a statement."

"Yes, no problem."

Kraft nodded. This police officer had already arrived but was waiting for them. Since he was being so polite, Kraft naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him, and he did indeed need to provide some explanation for the pile of gadgets he had displayed earlier.

Since Kraft and Peter were not criminals, the Black police officer did not take them back to the police station. Instead, he found an empty room at the hospital and began taking their statements directly.

Kraft glanced at the earpiece in the officer's ear. If he remembered correctly, it hadn't been there before. It seemed that America's intelligence agencies might already be involved. Unfortunately, he couldn't contact Angela right now.

After adding "prepare an inconspicuous bone conduction headset for myself" to his plan, Kraft sat down opposite the Black police officer with Peter.

The Black police officer first asked Peter Parker, who had witnessed the entire event, about what happened. Peter Parker recounted everything, admitting that he had watched the robbers take the cash without intervening, which almost led to his uncle's death, his words full of regret.

However, regarding why he was at the underground boxing match, Peter claimed he was just curious and went to watch. The Black police officer didn't doubt him and even comforted him, saying that it was natural not to step forward when facing armed thugs.

Kraft, who already knew that Peter Parker was no longer the same as before, snorted disdainfully. If Peter were still the same weak scholar, he wouldn't have been so angry. But after all, their relationship was still quite close, so despite his displeasure, he didn't expose Peter.

After questioning Peter Parker, the Black police officer turned to Kraft.

"Hello, Kraft."

The Black police officer first bared a row of pearly white teeth and extended his hand to him.

Kraft shook his hand with a look of confusion. The Black police officer then explained with a smile, "My two sons are huge fans of the Mechanical Pets you invented. They've even joined the school's team. After the statement, you absolutely must sign autographs for me. Hawk and Andy will be overjoyed!"

"Yes, no problem."

Kraft had some patience for fans of his products.

"Ahem, let's begin the statement."

The Black police officer tilted his head slightly, likely prompted by someone in his earpiece. He cleared his throat and spoke seriously to Kraft.

"First, how did you know Benjamin Parker was shot? According to the information our police received, you should have rushed over from your laboratory on a skateboard the moment Mr. Parker was shot."

"Because of him," Kraft pointed to Peter Parker beside him and followed the response plan previously drafted by Angela. "A while ago, at the FEAST shelter, he was acting a bit strange. I was curious, so I planted a listening device on him. Today, I happened to be free and listened in, and I heard him going to watch a boxing match. I was about to turn it off when I heard the robbers' commotion..."

Kraft shrugged and said thankfully, "It's a good thing Uncle Ben had good luck."

"Wait! When did you plant a listening device on me?! How come I didn't know?!"

Peter Parker believed him, not knowing how much of his secrets Kraft had overheard.

"That's an invasion of privacy!"

"What? You want to sue me? If I hadn't planted the bug, Uncle Ben would have been killed by you!"

Kraft glared back, and Peter Parker, who had been full of indignation, immediately deflated. He also knew that Kraft was covering for him, after all, he wasn't going to watch an underground boxing match, he was participating directly.

"Uh... you can resolve the privacy issue privately later, but may I ask, where is your bug now?"

"Take off your shoes!"

Kraft kicked Peter Parker's left foot and ordered unceremoniously.

Peter, full of grievances but not daring to act out, obediently took off his shoes and handed them to Kraft.

Taking the shoes with obvious disgust, Kraft removed a button-sized round piece from the sole and showed it to the Black police officer.

"Here, it's this."

This bug, also from Professor Agasa, wasn't actually attached long ago as Kraft claimed, but was secretly stuck to Peter's shoe sole during the rescue of Uncle Ben. At that time, Peter was so flustered that he didn't notice Kraft's small move at all.

"It's that small?!"

The Black police officer's eyes widened, revealing a large expanse of white, looking a bit creepy.

He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Do you have any intention of selling this kind of bug to our police force?"

Thanks to [Dou Bi Men Xiao Men Zhu], [Yue Yan Ya Lun], [Long Hao Miao], [As a Chinese Teacher, It's Too Hard For Me], [Serenade Remix], [Zhang San Da Ye], [Book Friend 20170525203433891], and [What To Do When You Run Out of Books, So You Have to Write It Yourself] for their rewards.

This week's recommendation seems to have some clout. As soon as I entered the light novel section, I could see it... I just don't know how effective it will be.

I've caught a cold again, and I already have rhinitis, so it's incredibly painful when I get sick... I hate winter