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Chapter 23 Lawyer

At noon, the students gathered in front of Osborn after their visit.

"Osborn is so boring. They keep telling us about the company's history and all sorts of biological experiments with spiders, lizards, and mice. Who wants to listen to that?" one student complained, eliciting nods of agreement from those around him.

"By the way, where's Mr. James? He went out for a bit, why hasn't he come back yet?"

"I don't know..."

Listening to his classmates' conversation, Peter Parker shook his somewhat drowsy head and silently left the crowd to walk home.

"Name?"

"white night."

"gender?"

"male."

"Home address?"

……

At the New York Police Department headquarters, Bai Ye, now dressed in clean clothes, sat calmly in a chair, facing the police's questions.

When he killed the group of robbers, he was already mentally prepared that if he were sentenced to a year or two for murder, then he felt that New York was too urbanized and needed to be retro.

With his current strength, even if he can't directly confront modern forces, escaping from prison would be a piece of cake. He could hide and train for three to five years, and even without Thanos's intervention ten years later, he would reduce New York's population by more than 50%.

Outside the interrogation room, Chief George, unaware of Bai Ye's intentions, was flipping through Bai Ye's past documents.

The parents were Chinese immigrants who lost everything due to gambling addiction and were found dead on the street not long after. When their bodies were found, several of their organs were missing.

Bai Ye's resume is much cleaner; he simply went to school and recently spent a lot of money on a gym membership. After that, he started skipping classes frequently, and the reason he was robbed at the bank today was because he skipped class.

According to the records, Bai Ye has no criminal record and seems to have no problems. But if you think about it, you'll know how Bai Ye, who has no one to rely on, has managed to survive these past few years. He also doesn't have any part-time job records.

"According to the records, you currently do not have any job. How did you obtain so much cash?" the officer asked inside the room.

"It's common knowledge that I'm very handsome, so it's reasonable for people to send me money, right?" Bai Ye said. "Besides, this is clearly unrelated to the robbery, and I can completely refuse to answer these questions."

The police officer in front of him paused, glanced up at Bai Ye, and then silently lowered his head again, unable to refute.

"Knock knock knock!" Just as the police officer was about to continue questioning, the tightly closed door was knocked on, forcing him to stop what he was doing.

Upon opening the door, the officers saw George standing at the entrance followed by a man wearing sunglasses, using a cane, and with bandages wrapped around his hands and feet.

"Chief, who is he?" the officer asked.

Bai Ye was also surprised to see the person who came. Although he was wearing a mask, he recognized him at a glance. Wasn't this Daredevil, whom he had sent to the hospital a few days ago? He was also wondering why this guy was here.

"This is Bai Ye's lawyer," George explained. He couldn't understand why someone from such a poor family would have a lawyer come to his door so soon after the incident.

Moreover, the lawyer looked so miserable, as if he had just come out of the hospital.

"My client was first and foremost a victim, and then acted in self-defense. You have no reason to detain my client at the police station," Matthew said righteously to George.

……

Three hours later, Bai Ye and Matthew came out of the police station. Although they were out of the police station, as a key participant in the robbery, Bai Ye's activities were temporarily restricted to New York City.

Furthermore, if there are any new developments in the case, he may need to be summoned for investigation.

"Why did you decide to become my lawyer?" On the street, Bai Ye turned to Matthew beside him. "Shouldn't you be thinking about sending me to jail?"

"Can prison hold you?" Matthew turned and asked. "Are we waiting for you to escape and take revenge on society? So society will have another bullseye-like criminal?"

"I already know about your family background. I don't want to raise another criminal. Although you've already stepped into that situation, there's still a chance for you to turn back if you repent."

"I thought superheroes were all the kind of people who would eradicate evil completely, but I didn't expect you to be so understanding," Bai Ye said with a smile, his hands in his pockets.

"Consider it repayment for not killing me. With your excellent physical abilities, are you interested in becoming a superhero? I can teach you, just like my master taught me," Matthew said slowly.

He hoped to reform the boy in front of him through his words and deeds.

"You? Teach me?" Bai Ye looked at the other person's bandaged hands and feet: "Don't forget who brought you to the hospital."

"That was a sneak attack you launched when I wasn't paying attention. Your attacks were all brute force. With my skills, I could easily be your teacher. If it happened again, I wouldn't lose." Matthew said seriously. If he weren't still injured, he would have wanted to fight Bai Ye again.

"Then how come your invincible skills didn't let you detect my sneak attack?" Bai Ye curled his lips. He would rather practice his strength than his skills, and just use brute force to overcome all techniques.

"That's all for now. Thank you so much for coming to be my lawyer today despite your injury. You can go back now. I'll contact you again if I have any legal questions," Bai Ye said indifferently, her tone like that of a scumbag who had squeezed every last drop of value out of a sycophant.

With Matthew looking helpless, Bai Ye turned around at the intersection without looking back and walked towards the gym, taking out her phone as she walked. There were already dozens of missed calls of various sizes on the screen.

The people making the calls included teachers, the principal, and various classmates they used to know.

As Bai Ye walked home, he searched through the phone numbers and picked out the one from his teacher James, calling it back.

The phone rang twice before being answered quickly. A hesitant voice came from the other end: "Bai Ye, are you... at the police station right now?"

"No, I just asked a few simple questions and came out. I'm on my way home now," Bai Ye explained. "Teacher, as you know, the situation is a bit complicated right now, so I'd like to ask for a month's leave to rest at home."

Faced with Bai Ye's request, James's attitude was now remarkably gentle, completely devoid of his previous dissatisfaction: "A month? I don't have that authority, but I'll talk to the principal for you. You just need to rest at home for now."

"Thank you, teacher," Bai Ye said with satisfaction, and then hung up the phone.

Throughout the entire process, the teacher neither asked why the student skipped class to go to the bank nor discussed the murder in the White Night incident, acting as if the student knew nothing about it. After all, being a teacher is just a job, and it's best not to ask about such things.

After turning off his phone and feeling restless from prolonged inactivity, Bai Ye headed to the gym.

(End of this chapter)