After Meghan rushed home, she didn't even change her slippers, so she rushed directly to the attic and started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets. Her father died unexpectedly when she was a child, and her mother remarried. For many years, Megan lived alone.
Although she moved frequently, fortunately, because she missed her father, Megan kept all her father's belongings well. After moving to this new home, I put them all in the attic.
"It's not this... It's not this... Ha, I found it."
Megan pulled out an obviously shabby cardboard box and opened it. It was full of old video tapes.
There were also slips of paper pasted on them, with names and dates marked on them.
"Da Vinci... Donatello... Raphael... Michelangelo," Megan picked up the video tapes one by one, her voice trembling, "and... Splinter!"
In an instant, long-buried memory fragments flashed through her mind...
The all-white room is filled with various instruments and equipment, including several large glass boxes, which contain four small turtles and a big black mouse...
Megan's whole body trembled, she shook her head vigorously, picked up the carton and ran down to the attic. She wanted to turn on the TV and check these tapes again, but only now did she remember that she didn't even have a VCR to play such old tapes.
After hesitating for a while, Meghan took out her mobile phone and dialed a number she had not contacted for a long time: "Mom, are you still in New York?"
Garfield stood in front of the mirror, looking at the blue and white tights with a huge spider pattern printed in the middle, and said helplessly: "Harry, you kid has been prepared for a long time, even the uniform is ready."
"Of course." Harry's triumphant laughter came from the dressing room nearby, "I spent a lot of money to have this designed exclusively by a famous Italian designer. Isn't it much more handsome than that Super Spider-Man uniform? "
Garfield made a few poses and nodded slightly: "It's really good."
"In this age, red is still used for uniforms. It's vulgar, too vulgar, it's simply unbearable. Nowadays, we pay attention to cool colors, Garfield, I guarantee that if you wear this outfit when you go out, it will definitely attract everyone's attention."
"This is my uniform, what about yours?"
"Oh, I'm just casual."
With that said, the door of the locker room opened, and with the sound of metal gears rubbing together, an emerald green metal robot appeared in front of Garfield.
Garfield: "..."
Harry: "How's it going? Aren't you so handsome? Look at you, I'm so surprised that I'm speechless. You're so handsome, hahahaha..."
"Uh..." Garfield walked forward hesitantly and reached out to touch the metal armor on Harry's body, "Where did you get such an outfit?"
"I took it out secretly from my dad's vault because I thought it looked cool." Harry took off the ferocious helmet and said with a smile, "It's just that it was black originally, so I repainted it green."
"Why?" Garfield asked suspiciously, "Do you like this color?"
"Because my code name is 'Green Goblin'!" Harry put on a fierce expression, "Since I am called the Green Goblin, of course the armor on my body must be green."
"Haha...then your hair should be dyed green."
"good idea."
"...Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."
Garfield knew what "green" meant through his eldest brother Peter, but Harry didn't.
Garfield shook his head: "Why are you called 'Green Goblin'? It doesn't sound like the name of a superhero."
"Who said I want to be a superhero?" Harry rolled his eyes, "There are so many superheroes, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get ahead."
Garfield's eyes widened: "You kept saying you wanted to be a superhero, why did you change your mind again?"
"Oh, why are you so excited?" Harry said with a little "I'm doing it for you" expression, "You want to be a superhero, and I want to be a super villain, so you come to catch me, do you understand?"
Garfield shook his head with a simple expression: "I don't understand."
"Why are you so stupid? You deserve to be unable to catch up with Mary Jane." Harry explained earnestly, "Think about it carefully. If you become a superhero and soon catch a famous super villain, will it be harmful to you? Benefits? Is it attractive enough? Is it immediately famous?"
"The famous super villain? Who?"
"Idiot, it's me."
"First of all, you're not a super villain, and secondly, you're not famous."
"Oh, I'm going to make you so angry." Harry yelled, "I told you, I can become a famous super villain."
Garfield suddenly realized: "You mean, we act?"
"Absolutely." Harry put on the hideous and terrifying helmet again, "Now our first priority is, what bad things can I do to become famous?"
"It's not easy, go rob a bank."
Garfield answered without hesitation.
"Why?"
"Because... that's how it works in movies. All the bad guys will rob banks or jewelry stores."
"Idiot, can movies be the same as reality? I don't want to get shot."
"As a super villain, how can you be afraid of bullets?"
"You put it simply. Although my armor is bulletproof, it still hurts when I am hit, and I am scared when I hear gunshots."
"If you're afraid of pain and gunshots, why do you think you're a super villain?"
"That's easy for you to say, how about we change our identities."
Garfield was stunned for a moment: "Just change it, no one is afraid of whom."
Harry was also stunned for a moment: "No, the uniform size has been ordered, it doesn't fit."
"You still call me stupid, but I think you are stupid." Garfield snickered, "You don't change your uniform, you just change your acting identity. You become a superhero, and I'll be a super villain."
When Harry heard this, he immediately became excited: "Spider-Man who does bad things, and Green Goblin who does good deeds, this is kind of interesting."
The two looked at each other and smiled, like two weasels trying to steal an old hen.
"Then let's go back to the previous question, what bad things can we do to become famous?"
Harry scowled.
"It must be a bad thing that no one has done before, and it has to be a big bad thing, such as... "
Garfield was suddenly afraid of his thighs: "For example, I got into the sewer and blocked the drains of all the toilets in New York City!"
"ha?"
Harry looked at Garfield blankly, as if he were an idiot.
***
Megan looked at the mansion in front of her with some restraint. A middle-aged beautiful woman who looked somewhat similar to her walked out of the mansion and hugged Megan gently: "My good daughter, you finally figured it out. , are you going to move in with us?"
Meghan broke away from the beautiful woman's arms with some discomfort and whispered: "No, Mom, I just have some questions to ask Eric. After all, he and dad were colleagues back then."
Yes, Eric and Megan's father were colleagues. After Megan's father died, he married Megan's mother and has now become a well-known boss of a biopharmaceutical company.