Chapter 68: Police Inspector Stacy's Investigation (Please Subscribe!!!)

"Aaron Kowominski... Arthur Williams..." Police Commissioner George Stacy flipped through the list of students from the School of Engineering in his hand.

Spider-Woman... No, Spider-Man usually leaves a lot of extremely tough composite materials after fighting. To make a large amount of this composite material, the person must have a background in science and engineering. Since the Empire State University has been determined as the main reconnaissance range, the School of Engineering is naturally the first school to be turned over.

"Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy." Seeing this name, the police commissioner couldn't help but widen his eyes. This name is exactly the name of his newly born daughter.

If it was just the same name, the police commissioner would just laugh it off. There are only a few popular names these days, but not only the same name, but also the same surname, it has to arouse the suspicion of the police officer - there are about 6.3 million surnames in the United States. For Americans, the same name and surname are almost a fantasy.

What's more outrageous is that even the middle name is the same!

The probability that his newly born daughter has the same name as a student from Empire State University is about one in millions of cubed, but such a small probability actually happened!

The police inspector certainly didn't think he should buy a lottery ticket. On the contrary, he became more suspicious of the owner of this name.

"Sir." George Stacy pointed at the name and said to the Dean of Academic Affairs, "This Miss Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy, can you meet her?"

The Dean of Academic Affairs took a look at the name and then fell silent, as if searching in his memory - this behavior made George more suspicious. The School of Engineering has at least four-digit students. Can the Dean of Academic Affairs remember everyone?

After a while, the Dean of Academic Affairs spoke up: "To find Miss Stacy, I have to call her tutor first and ask for his consent."

"This is a police investigation." George frowned, "Even if Miss Stacy is a student of the professor you mentioned, we don't need to ask for her tutor's consent. On the contrary, this will cause our investigation to be leaked."

"No, no, no--" The Dean of Academic Affairs sighed, "For other professors, we certainly don't have to go through this procedure. I will just call the students to come and see you, but I think it's better to ask Miss Stacy's tutor first."

Although his isomers were rated as "stupid" by Gwen Rui, George was able to sit in the position of police inspector, at least the favor Being worldly-wise, he immediately thought of that person, the name that he cited as the biggest connection in his contact list:

"Professor Xu? Raymond Xu? Is he Miss Stacy's mentor?"

The Dean of Academic Affairs nodded heavily: "You also know that Professor Xu is now the rotating CEO of Stark Industries. It is reasonable for the school to give him this face."

"I agree." George was scared quickly, "NYPD must also give him this face."

What a joke, the last time NYPD provoked Xu was when he was just a university professor. That time Xu almost made the director dismiss the entire branch. Now he has turned over and stepped into a high position. If he is bullied again...George still cherishes his police rank.

The Dean of Academic Affairs nodded in agreement, and then picked up the phone receiver at hand: "Hello, Professor Xu?"

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Raymond was a little surprised when he received the call from the school. He even suspected that Jonah Jameson, the owner of the Daily Bugle, had leaked Gwen's identity as Spider-Man.

Otherwise, how to explain that the NYPD came to him just a few days after Kingpin came to him?

Of course, he had enough capital to refuse the NYPD's investigation, but now his relationship with the NYPD is not much better than the freezing point. It would be a good thing to have a chance to ease the relationship between the two sides.

Raymond called Gwen: "Gwen, your father wants to investigate you, do you want to go?"

Gwen made a question mark face with twisted eyebrows and eyes on the other side of the phone. The girl even scratched the back of her head, pulled off a few golden hairs, and then squeezed out a reply: "My dad? My dad... When did he come?"

"Not your dad." As if he was happy to see Gwen suffer a setback, Raymond almost laughed out loud on the other side of the phone: "Do you know that there is also a George Stacy in this universe."

It sounded as if he was going to give himself a Gwen felt helpless when she heard Raymond's words of surprise. The girl sighed and replied, "I know."

"Ah..." The imagined surprise did not appear, which made Raymond, who was trying to tease Gwen, discouraged, "What I mean is that this George Stacy intends to meet you."

"Meet me?" This time Gwen was surprised, "Why?"

"Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy, how suspicious do you think this name is for Stacy?" Raymond put on a persuasive posture.

"Very suspicious." Gwen reacted instantly. The probability of having the same name and surname in the United States is really too low. Who would not find this suspicious?

But the blonde girl also had her own doubts: "He won't investigate me just because of the same name and surname?" - After all, this is really not illegal.

"Gwen, let me ask you." Raymond's voice became serious, "Do you often hang around Empire State University in your battle suit?"

"Uh... Of course, I have to take classes." Gwen answered awkwardly.

"That's it." Raymond added emphasis to himself, "Superintendent Stacey has been checking Spider-Woman, and Spider-Woman appears frequently near Empire State University, so he will definitely check Empire State University Come here. He will also find you with the same name."

"But what do these two things have to do with each other?"

"Gwen——" Raymond drawled, "Having the same name and surname is very suspicious, Empire State University is also very suspicious, and the combination of these two things makes it even more suspicious."

"But... there is no connection between them?" The blond girl was a little confused.

"For this group of police officers, they don't need to know the connection between the suspicions. As long as they know the suspicions, it is enough reason to launch an investigation."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Gwen was obviously having a fierce ideological struggle. After a long while, the girl replied in a low voice on the phone: "When are you going? What do you need me to do?"

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When George watched Gwen appear in front of him, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

This girl with pink highlights and eyebrow nails looks like a hippie. Is she actually Gwen Stacy?

As the head of a WASP family, George almost broke the ballpoint pen in his hand.

But even though George accumulated two points of sullenness, his professionalism as a police superintendent also allowed him to conceal his emotions well.

"Hello, George Stacey, NYPD." The police superintendent in a white shirt nodded to the girl in front of him, "Please sit down."

No matter which universe, Gwen is too familiar with her father - although Superintendent Stacey thinks she can hide her dislike of rock girls in her eyes very well, Gwen has known him for more than ten years in advance. Still captured this keenly:

Sure enough, no matter which universe he went to, George Stacy was destined to be a rigid guy who didn't know how to adapt and stuck to the rules.

"Don't be nervous." The superintendent and the provost exchanged glances. The latter stood up, nodded to Gwen who had just sat down, and then buttoned up his suit and went out.

The police superintendent watched the provost go out, slid his back against the back of the chair, smiled at Gwen in front of him, and tried to make the girl relax: "Why didn't your mentor come with you?"

"Professor Xu is very busy, not to mention I'm just an intern in his laboratory." Gwen answered businesslikely, and other than that she didn't say a word more - the girl self-righteously believed that as long as she spoke less, she would be fine. He won't show any flaws in front of his police father.

"I heard that it's not easy to get into his laboratory." The police inspector lowered his eyes and did not look directly into Gwen's eyes. Sometimes, even if you have to put pressure on the suspect, you should control the suspect's emotions. Sometimes The stress wasn't on the interrogator's face. he asked:

"Even compared to Miss Felicia Hardy, who entered at about the same time as you, your results are not ideal. Could it be that you have some special experience that impressed him?"

When the police superintendent asked this question, he raised his head and squinted his eyes at Gwen Stacy in front of her. The girl was sitting upright, but still looked a little flustered. Apparently, she was sitting opposite her father, but the other party was With only the role of "police" left, she was a little at a loss.

George Stacey will show mercy to Gwen Stacy, but Superintendent Stacy will show no mercy to suspects!

"I... helped Professor Xu a little bit before." Gwen chose her reply carefully - but obviously, the trick that could fool the professor would not work well in front of a police inspector.

George Stacy sneered at this, but he did not expose Gwen's lie immediately. He just lowered his head and chuckled that the girl could not withstand the interrogation at all, and then continued his interrogation as sharp as a long sword: "Gwen ·Miss Stacey, you successfully received the admission notice from Empire State University more than a year ago, and subsequently applied for a scholarship..."

The police inspector raised his head, and Gwen could see the sense of control in her extra-dimensional father's eyes. The superintendent said: "However, Miss Stacey, after I checked with Midtown High School about the study records you submitted during your high school years, I found that they did not have relevant files to verify."

"And..." the superintendent became serious, "Miss Stacey, your statement about your parents cannot be verified in the federal database, which makes me have to ask -"

The police inspector stood up in front of Gwen. His tall figure completely blocked the sunlight that filtered through the window, forming a shadow on Gwen's body. The girl looked up nervously, only to see the police inspector's serious face and the terrifying coercion exuding through his seriousness:

"Miss Stacey, where did your last name come from?"