"By the way, have you all found dates for this year's homecoming yet?"
Once he switched into work mode, Harry brought up a very crucial question in the most inappropriate way possible. Peter's response was to pretend he had not heard him and continue patrolling between Manhattan's skyscrapers. Amadeus, on the other hand, had no such reservations, because unlike Peter and Harry, he did not even have a candidate for a date.
"Uh, I haven't made any progress anyway. Hopefully I'll find someone before homecoming starts this year."
"You really don't sound very confident, Amadeus." As Harry spoke, he used the spider drones to survey and analyze the situation. In recent days, all kinds of dangerous incidents in New York had begun declining exponentially. Of course, they had not disappeared entirely—this was still New York, after all.
But at least the dangerous incidents that the police could receive reports about were becoming fewer and fewer.
Correspondingly, what about the dangerous incidents that went unreported?
Those were Spider-Man's targets.
"Speaking of which, what about you, Peter? Oh, you probably aren't short on homecoming dates."
Harry made that pointed remark, and Peter Parker could only give a hollow laugh. He swung into Harlem. This was a predominantly Black neighborhood. Although both racism and stereotypes were fundamentally wrong, there were still reasons those things had formed in the first place.
Without delving into their deeper nature, crime rates in Black communities in the United States were indeed far higher than in other areas. On the other hand, Black communities were also more tightly united than other communities. So what would emerge from a community with both a high crime rate and strong solidarity?
"I put trackers on the cars of those gang members we investigated last time. I planned to dig deeper, layer