Let's restart, Spider-Man!

Mary Jane sat opposite Harry, resting her chin on her hands and looking out the window, feigning melancholy.

“Harry, Charlotte has been acting mysteriously lately, she’s often not home, and she’s becoming increasingly distant from me,” she said.

Harry beckoned to the waiter. "A cup of black coffee for this lady, please."

“I don’t like bitter coffee,” Mary Jane refused.

Harry shrugged. "But it suits your mood right now."

Besides, that guy has always been cold to you, and you're only realizing it now?

Mary Jane: "."

She glared at Harry. "Mind your own business."

"Okay, I don't need to worry about it. Then I won't treat you to this meal."

"Anyway, it wasn't you who paid, it was Charlotte."

"Come on, when has it ever been him who paid and I who paid the bill?"

"Well, it seems so."

Mary Jane looked around, but still couldn't find Charlotte.

"Why hasn't he come yet?" she muttered.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but laugh and said, "You seem to be paying more and more attention to him."

"No."

Mary Jane turned her head away, and then, thinking of their private conversation a few days ago, a smile appeared on her face.

It turns out this guy was the one who understood her best; she hadn't realized it all these years.

"What are you talking about?"

At that moment, Charlotte walked into the restaurant, saw the two of them, and waved to them.

“We’re talking about you.” Harry asked the waiter for the menu.

"Talk about me?"

Charlotte looked at Mary Jane with a strange expression.

Did this guy secretly tell Harry about the chat history?

As if guessing Charlotte's thoughts, Mary Jane said quietly, "Don't worry, I'm not talking nonsense."

"Do you have a secret?" Harry looked at the two strange people.

"No, you are overthinking."

Charlotte took the menu and said, "Wellington steak, two, no, three, okay, actually I want five."

"Are you a pig?" Mary Jane couldn't help but retort.

Charlotte glanced at him. "You don't understand men." He handed the menu to Mary Jane.

“I don’t need to understand.”

Mary Jane took the menu and ordered, while Harry spoke to Charlotte.

“What’s been going on with you lately? I can’t find you anywhere,” he asked.

Before Charlotte could speak, Mary Jane teased, "He went to play in the revival match."

"The resurrection match?" Harry was taken aback, instinctively thinking of Spider-Man who had come back from the dead.

Charlotte shrugged. "Yes, it's a lot of fun, but it's a bit too dangerous."

Harry shook his head. "I'm serious."

"Okay, I ran into some trouble, and Spider-Man saved me."

“Spider-Man?” Mary Jane exclaimed in surprise.

Harry was equally surprised. "Wow, it's the superhero Spider-Man!"

Charlotte: "."

That damn bad acting.

"By the way, you said you had something important to tell Spider-Man?" he asked.

Harry was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I have a friend."

Charlotte: "."

“Okay, what does your friend want with Spider-Man?” he continued.

Harry said seriously, "My friend is in some trouble, it's related to Spider-Man, but I don't have Spider-Man's contact information." He forgot to ask yesterday.

Charlotte nodded. "I can give it a try. He should agree."

"Thank you. If you contact Spider-Man, have him come to my house. Just give him your address."

"no problem."

Listening to their conversation, Mary Jane sensed something was wrong.

“You have a secret!” she said with certainty.

"No."

Mary Jane snorted. "A woman's intuition is very accurate."

Charlotte and Harry both lowered their heads guiltily.

-

Nighttime, at the villa.

Under the moonlight, red and blue figures fluttered and landed on the roof.

Charlotte looked into the distance at the devastation; that was the area where he had been bombed.

"You came."

In the courtyard, Harry looked up at the figure on the roof. "Tony is missing. It's probably a kidnapping."

"This is really bad news."

Charlotte leaped down in front of Harry. "Is this why you asked me for help?"

"Yes."

Harry asked John to bring him two cups of coffee.

"You also want to find the guy who tried to kill you."

He pointed in the direction of the bombing zone, "Stark Industries will not sell MI1 Formula missiles to any external party except the military."

The military should be able to rule that out, as their use of such weapons is always registered.

There's only one remaining possibility: Tony sold this weapon privately, without even his assistant knowing.

Charlotte nodded and took the coffee the butler offered him.

"Yes, only by finding Tony can I find out who bought this weapon from him."

As he spoke, he brought the coffee to his lips, then realized what he had said.

Harry was as cunning as his father and almost fell for it.

He abandoned his plan to drink, and did not reveal any features of his face.

Harry said with some regret, "Tony disappeared in that desert area. We can go and look for him ourselves."

“No problem, but why do you want to see Tony?” Charlotte asked curiously.

Harry looked helpless. "This is a mission from S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Osborn Corporation needs a lot of working capital. Only Stark Industries can help me."

Hearing this, Charlotte seemed to be deep in thought.

“I heard from your friend Charlotte that the Osborn Group withdrew Professor Kurt’s research funding, which is probably for this reason,” he probed.

"You two seem to have a good relationship; he's even willing to share this with you."

Harry was somewhat lost in thought. "Professor Kurt's experiments are favored by Father. His technique is very helpful in perfecting the gene serum."

As long as Stark Industries' funds flow into the group, I will continue to support Professor Kurt's research, for my father's sake and for my own." His eyes gradually hardened.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Harry had not given up on Professor Kurt's experiment.

It's mutually beneficial, and it's good for both of them.

"Good luck. When are you going to see Tony?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I need to make some preparations."

"No problem, I'll sleep here tonight for convenience."

“I welcome it.”

"No need to tidy up the room, I'll sleep in the cobwebs."

"Wow, that's cool."

-

The next day, Charlotte and Harry boarded the private plane provided by Pepper Potts and headed to Afghanistan.

"The private jet was provided by Stark Industries. Has the Osborn Group really fallen into such dire straits?"

Inside the cabin, Charlotte was still wearing her nanotech suit and chatted with Harry from time to time.

Harry looked out the window at the scenery. "Every little bit helps."

"Charlotte mentioned to me that you just bought a sports car, a limited edition one."

Harry: "."

"Ahem, Little Chili just provided the latest news."

He clicked on the virtual map and changed the subject, saying, "She's marked several armed groups that might target Tony. Let's analyze them."