Chapter 193 My Uncle Ben Can’t Be That Bad!

Peter checked the bloody elk and found that the blood in the elk's body seemed to have disappeared.

It looked like the blood in its body had been sucked dry by something.

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing Peter's expression, Light asked Peter.

"It seems that the blood in this elk's body has been drained clean by something."

Peter stood up and looked into the dark night of the woods, trying to see something from it.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Peter, Wright looked deeper into the woods with some uneasiness.

But in the end, nothing was seen.

The next day.

Queens, New York.

Peter took off his sunglasses and put down the atlas in his hand.

Since the road layout and traffic planning of this world are obviously different from the New York in his world, he can only use a map to find the Parker family.

After separating from Wright last night, he robbed a few gangsters and got some money, and stayed in a hotel for one night.

Looking at the house in front of him that was somewhat similar to Uncle Ben's house, Peter put on his baseball cap and sunglasses again to camouflage himself.

"Button! Button! Button!"

Just after he knocked on the door, he soon heard a voice coming from inside.

"Who?"

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open.

A middle-aged man who looked like Uncle Ben but had a fierce look on his face opened the door, looked at Peter standing outside, and asked in an impatient tone, “Who are you looking for?”

"Excuse me, is this the Parker residence?"

"Parker?"

Hearing the name Parker, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Peter.

"You think this is funny, kid?"

The middle-aged man glared at Peter fiercely and said, "This is the Parnell family, not some damn Parker family. If you are a classmate of Barton and are here to play a prank, get out of here right now, or I will definitely break your legs."

The guy who called himself Parnell had a vicious look on his face and seemed to be full of violence. He threatened to break Peter's legs.

Peter frowned, ignored the other party's shouting and fell into thought.

Isn't this Parker's house?

But the other person looks very similar to Uncle Ben.

Could it be that in this parallel world, Uncle Ben's counterpart is a bastard?
and also
The Patton the other party was talking about was his counterpart?

"Barton?"

Peter looked up at him and asked, "Where is he?"

"How should I know? You should ask him, not me. I'm just his uncle, not his shitty father."

Parnell wanted to continue cursing, but Peter grabbed his hand the next second.

Parnell, whose wrist was pinched, howled in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

Enduring the severe pain, he gritted his teeth and wanted to punch Peter, but Peter held his head and slammed it against the door frame with a bang.

"Now, tell me, where is your nephew?"

Parnell, who was dizzy from the collision, begged for mercy, "I say, I say, stop it!"

Meanwhile, at Midtown High School, not far from Peter.

Sarah Jane was listening to the female classmates' discussion impatiently.

These unrestrained high school students always talk about youthful topics related to hormones.

Sarah Jane couldn't help but say to her friend, "Can you guys be quiet for a bit? Maybe we can talk about the exam this weekend."

"We're not good students," one of the friends said, "but going to bed feels a lot like studying, like doing a difficult math problem while half drunk. Bang! Boom! Like brilliant fireworks; like a vibrant fountain; like a solemn twenty-one-gun salute; like a rocket soaring into the sky; like a Pavarotti concert; like the Big Bang."

Listening to her classmates using such bizarre metaphors to describe those things, Sarah Jane felt that her friends were too unrestrained.

"Honestly, I admire you guys. You failed the last exam and were scolded, but now you act like nothing happened."

My friend shrugged and said, "This is our real talent: we can put all our worries behind us in an instant, no matter if there are wild grass and jungles or thousands of troops around us, we just sharpen our heads and get out. This is Zen, the art of suppression."

"Well, you always have your reasons."

Sarah Jane suddenly remembered something, "By the way, have you seen Gini recently?"

Gini is one of the bullies in high school and is usually hated by everyone.

In the past, this guy would always hang around on campus.

But Sarah Jane hadn't seen him for a long time.

"No, I haven't seen him for a long time. I heard that his family is also looking for him."

Sarah Jane looked thoughtful. "So, he's really missing?"

She suddenly remembered that the last time she saw Gini, he was talking to Barton.

Could it be that Patton was the last person Gini saw before he disappeared?

Looking at the rainy day in the playground, Sarah Jane's mood also became worse.

I hope nothing happens to my neighbor.

At night, Sarah Jane walked home holding an umbrella.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth.

The strong light from the occasional cars passing by on the road made it almost impossible for her to open her eyes.

I really wish I had a pair of sunglasses to wear.

She tried to contact Patton during the day but was unsuccessful.

This neighbor and friend of mine rarely takes leave.

Sarah Jane hated the night and the rain.

Her skin felt uncomfortable from being wet by the rain.

She walked forward with her mind wandering and became more and more worried.

She always felt that something was going to happen recently.

Somehow, she remembered dyeing her hair yesterday.

She suddenly regretted dyeing her hair black. Perhaps red would suit her better.

The blackbird always brings death and is a symbol of bad luck.

She stepped on her boots along the deserted path toward her home.

The shortcut requires passing through a cemetery. The nearby roads are a bit remote and there are few pedestrians.

She had been walking this path for fifteen minutes, maybe a little longer, but it felt like a lifetime.

She felt lonely, helpless and desolate, as if someone was plotting against her.

Sarah Jane hadn't felt this way in a long time.

She has always been the one with the most secrets, and she is also the most cheerful one, why is she so abnormal today? !
However, at this moment, every nerve in her body seemed to be electrified, and anxiety was spreading wildly in her body.

She didn't know why, but she had a feeling something was going to happen.

She continued walking forward, the road was slippery and full of the smell of rain, leading to her home.

After turning a corner, a dilapidated fence came into view, with a painted mailbox standing in front of the fence.

Looking over the fence, you can see a crumbling tombstone.

She seemed to hear strange noises coming from the cemetery.

(End of this chapter)