The Principled Punisher

"Fuck you, you cross-dressing brat! Let me go if you've got the guts, and I'll kill you!" Shocker cursed furiously.

Smack!

Peter sealed his mouth shut with webbing.

"Once your dear Spider-Man catches your accomplice, I'll come back and have a chat with you."

With that, Peter dropped down.

When Shocker's accomplice saw Shocker get captured so easily, he immediately realized that someone far beyond his ability to fight had set his sights on them.

Very likely an Avenger!

So, he decisively abandoned his teammate, slammed on the gas, and prepared to flee.

Just then, a thud sounded from the roof of the car.

Immediately afterward, a metal baton punched through the window and stabbed directly into his steering wheel. The lower end precisely pinned his foot against the driver's seat, trapping his entire foot so he could not move.

"I surrender! I surrender!" He immediately took both hands off the steering wheel and clasped his head, his movements practiced enough to inspire sympathy.

He had probably been caught plenty of times before.

Even Daredevil, kneeling on one knee atop the car, was briefly stunned by his reaction.

"Get out. Hands on your head. Crouch beside the car," Daredevil said blandly as he pulled back his baton.

"O-okay," the man replied obediently, following the instructions as he stepped out of the car.

When Peter came down, this was exactly what he saw.

He did not know any of that. He simply assumed Daredevil was incredibly skilled at his job and had made the villain surrender right away.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Just then, several gunshots rang out in the distance.

Immediately afterward, the vehicle carrying the fleeing Hellhounds members swerved toward the river like a drunk driver before plunging headfirst into the vast waters.

"Looks like The Punisher has already dealt with those guys. If you don't want these two to be shot dead by him without distinction, you'd better get some useful information out of them quickly," Daredevil said, seemingly offering Peter a kind reminder, though he was actually putting pressure on Shocker's captured accomplice.

He could sense that Shocker's accomplice was currently very "shocked."

With Daredevil's words and those gunshots, the man's terror rose even further.

This was the best time for an interrogation.

Peter had learned investigative skills from Shadow Spider-Man, and naturally, he had also picked up a few interrogation methods.

"Tell me your name!"

"I-I'm Herman."

"I said your full name!"

"Herman Schultz."

"What's that guy's name?"

"His name is Jackson Bryce."

"Who do you work for?"

Herman hesitated.

Peter pointed to the other side and said, "Know that guy? He's called The Punisher. He hates evil with a passion. The three major gangs of Hell's Kitchen and their former leader, Kingpin, all fell to him! He's killed countless people and despises evil. At least a hundred gang members have died by his hand so far!"

"If he comes over and sees you, what do you think will happen to you?"

Herman shuddered all over. "Th-then... if I tell you everything, can you let me go?"

Peter shook his head. "No, but I'll send you to the police. As long as your crimes aren't too severe, you'll get out after spending some time inside."

Herman fell silent for a moment, then nodded. "Fine, you win, Spider-Man. I work for Adrian Toomes. The address of our factory is..."

He quickly revealed everything he knew.

Peter listened and took notes. Once Herman had finished, he glanced at Daredevil.

Daredevil, the human lie detector, nodded, indicating that the man had not lied.

Peter then pulled a phone from Herman's pocket, called the New York City police, and mischievously shoved the phone against Herman's ear.

Herman gave him a speechless look, then helplessly reported himself and asked the police to come arrest him.

At first, the person on the other end did not believe him. Only after Herman repeatedly emphasized it did they reluctantly agree to send over a patrol car.

Peter then grabbed him, leaped high into the air, and brought him over to Shocker, hanging the two brothers together.

Next, Peter sealed Herman's mouth and tried questioning Jackson Bryce in much the same way.

But this guy seemed rather proud. Or maybe he was just a little unhinged.

Peter questioned him for ages but got nothing useful out of him.

It angered him enough that he wanted to take him down and let The Punisher shoot him.

From those Hellhounds members earlier, he had learned that Jackson, relying on a high-tech glove, often acted tyrannically and had blood on his hands as well.

The only difference between him and those vicious gangsters was that the people he killed were weapon buyers who owed debts—gang members, in other words—while those gangsters preyed on ordinary residents.

In a sense, he was getting rid of harm for the people.

However, he was neither a "semi-public servant" like Peter nor a special individual with pardon authority like The Punisher.

No matter whom he killed, killing people was illegal in this day and age.

At that moment, Daredevil called out from below.

Peter descended.

"What is it, Mr. Daredevil?" Peter asked.

Daredevil said, "After you went back up there, the phone in the car rang. It should have been Mr. Shocker's."

"The caller was...?" Peter had a suspicion.

Daredevil pointed at his eyes and handed him a phone. "You'll have to see that for yourself."

Peter smiled awkwardly. Daredevil's behavior always made him subconsciously forget that he was blind.

Taking the phone Daredevil handed over, Peter checked it and found "Toomes" displayed on the screen.

"It's their boss, Adrian Toomes."

"Then I suggest you head there as soon as possible. Since no one answered here, Toomes may notice something. If he evacuates, your plan will fall through," Daredevil offered a fair assessment.

Peter nodded, looking somewhat troubled. "These two guys..."

Daredevil smiled faintly. "Leave them to me. I'll wait until the police take them away before leaving. Besides, Frank has already left, so you don't need to worry about him killing them."

"Ah, Mr. Castle left?" Peter asked in surprise.

Daredevil said, "His objective has been achieved, anyway. As for those two, he said they were your prey, and he doesn't have evidence of their crimes, so he's not interested in them for now."

"I see. It seems Mr. Castle is a very principled person too," Peter's impression of The Punisher improved slightly.

Daredevil chuckled.

After thanking Daredevil for his help, Peter took the two men down from where they were hanging on the bridge and tossed them into the car.

After all, it was inconvenient for Daredevil to climb up and down, and it would be difficult for the police to retrieve them from that position as well.

Afterward, the two exchanged contact information. Peter then bid Daredevil farewell and headed toward Toomes's weapons factory.