Spider-Man's Future Girlfriend

PS: I've changed Xixi to Chinese, no longer following the Korean setting from Marvel: Future Fight. The explanation is in the author's notes. Didn't that guy see it earlier? Please stop constantly reminding me in the chapter comments that she's "Korean," "Korean."

Okay?

When the two round heads were placed before her, Nydia Valen froze for a few seconds before grabbing a fruit knife... and bringing it down.

Stab—crack—stab

Kino's eyes widened. Ruthless.

Those heads were stabbed full of holes, red and white like fermented tofu, uh...

All right, her husband had been gunned down. Couldn't she stab away a little?

Good thing her son was already asleep.

After venting, Nydia Valen dropped the knife and began to sob quietly. Fortunately, she still had her senses and didn't cry out loudly enough to wake her son.

"Thank you, thank you!"

After she finished crying, Nydia Valen dropped to her knees with a thud, intending to kowtow to Kino.

"No need. This was merely a transaction between us." Kino raised a hand and helped her up.

"Yes, but I still have to thank you. Otherwise... I don't know when my husband would have been able to rest in peace." Nydia Valen wiped away her tears. "I'll transfer the money to you."

Kino sighed. "Actually, if you want to clear your husband's name, I can help you do that too."

Nydia Valen was clearly tempted, but she still shook her head. "Thanks, but... I don't care about that. I only wanted revenge."

Yeah, the American mindset: blood for blood.

After receiving the transfer notification, Kino burned the two heads away. Leaving them there would have been far too horrifying.

"Then, were you satisfied with my service?"

Nydia Valen looked somewhat confused, but she still nodded.

"Good. Then I'll be taking my leave. Please visit again... uh, I mean, if you have any trouble you can't resolve, you can come find me."

Nydia Valen let out a chuckle. "I'd better not. I can't afford you. Your minimum charge is ten thousand dollars. Besides, if possible, I really hope I never have to seek you out again."

The places humans least wanted to visit—police stations, divorce offices, law firms!

Well, for Nydia Valen, there was now one more—Marcus's Odd Jobs Shop.

Kino smiled. Of course he knew what she meant. "Then, if possible, recommend my high-quality services to your sisters."

"All right, if there's a chance..."

"Then, bye!"

"Bye!"

As their voices faded, Kino vanished.

Nydia Valen was still not used to it. Kino had suddenly appeared inside her house, then suddenly disappeared. After steadying herself, she stood and headed for the bathroom. Though the blood on the heads had long since dried, some had still gotten on her hands, and it disgusted her.

Just then, Kino's voice appeared again.

"Oh, right. I've redirected their suspicions. They probably won't suspect you for the time being, but... you'd better be careful these next few days."

It wasn't as if Kino simply killed people and then washed his hands of it. He had placed something on the two bodies—the emblem of one of Kingpin's mortal enemies, the Deadlock Gang. They surely wouldn't suspect Nydia Valen anymore. Well, not in the short term.

Nydia Valen jumped in fright and turned to look around, but she couldn't see Kino anywhere.

A long while later...

"Have you... left?"

"Mommy, what left?" A little boy rubbed his sleepy eyes and pushed open the bedroom door.

"N-Nothing. Why aren't you asleep?" Nydia Valen startled and hurried into the washroom, quickly rinsing her hands.

New York was beautiful at night, but Kino wasn't in the mood to appreciate it. Standing silently a thousand meters up in the night sky, he took a drag from his cigarette.

"Forget it. Might as well see this through to the end."

A two-faced guy like Carl Hoffman would definitely have both black and white ledgers. As for Leland, the financial expert... that went without saying.

Following the routes from his memories, he retrieved them with ease. After making copies, he sent them to...

George Stacy's home.

George Stacy—the precinct captain of Queens, New York. An old captain who was somewhat old-fashioned but upright. Though he wasn't Carl Hoffman's direct superior, he held considerable prestige and standing within New York's police force. A detective had been beheaded. That was a major incident, one bound to alarm the entire New York police department.

Handing these materials to him for release was undoubtedly the most suitable choice.

All right!

Honestly, Kino didn't know any other New York police captains besides George Stacy from Spider-Man.

Secondly, well... he had a tiny bit of interest in Spider-Man's future girlfriend, Gwen Stacy.

Kino moved as if no one was there. Whoosh... he passed through the wall.

"Hm, she's asleep."

"Eh, isn't this Emma Stone?"

After watching for a while, he felt she was merely average. She was still somewhat inferior to Galina Dubois.

"Though you're a bit worse than Galina Dubois, you're still within an acceptable range. Yeah, if I get the chance, I'll save you. Following Peter Parker is too much of a loss."

Her death had been rather tragic.

After looking around, he found that her father wasn't home.

Searching all of New York, Kino didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Captain George had already driven out.

With a smile, he passed through the wall again.

"All right, I'm almost there. Keep an eye on that officer and don't let her say anything reckless."

"Understood, Captain!"

After hanging up, Captain George slammed his fist against the steering wheel. "Damn it. Don't let me catch you."

"George Stacy?"

A cold voice sounded behind him.

"Who!"

The police car screeched to a stop.

"I think you'll be interested in taking a look at this."

A document folder was placed on George's shoulder.

"You... who exactly are you?"

George Stacy did not take the folder. Instead, he turned to look behind him, but he could see nothing. More precisely, all he could see was an arm—an arm reaching out of thin air.

Gasp—

Even though George Stacy had seen plenty in his life, the sight still frightened him. Was this... even human?

"You... are you human or a ghost?"

"Of course I'm human. But if you keep being so rude, I guarantee you'll become a ghost!" Kino had no intention of wasting words with him. He tossed down the folder and withdrew his hand. "I hope you'll handle this seriously. I want to see results within two days. Otherwise... these things will soon appear online!"

With that, he vanished completely.

"Glug..." Swallowing with difficulty, George Stacy finally realized his back was soaked in sweat. Trembling, he reached for the folder. "What is this?"

When he opened the folder, George froze.

"This is..."

He hadn't yet checked the contents of the USB drive, but the documents alone terrified him. Detailed bribery records, detailed personnel dealings, financial transactions with various people, even fabricated cases from specific years, months, and days...

If all of this was true, then Carl Hoffman...

"That damned bastard!"

Carefully putting away the materials, George Stacy started the car and rushed toward the crime scene.

It actually involved Kingpin. This had become a huge matter.

At the same time, Kingpin, who was conducting a major transaction, had no choice but to change the meeting location. He had received terrifying news: his Evil detective was dead.

Moreover, he had been unable to reach Leland, making the ominous feeling in his heart grow even stronger.