Chapter 2388: Transportation

"So, you mean, is that a real alien corpse?"
Going to the next door and reopening the room, Peter in the bathroom madly scrubbed his body while crying, and asked a few girls outside the door loudly.
Gwen, who was leaning against the closed door, touched her hair. The tips of her hair were dyed with a faint pink. She also replied loudly in the sound of water, "Yes, we got the information that aliens appeared here. The corpse, this is how we met to investigate together after school!"
"Then why didn't you say it earlier? I have to wait until I jump into the alien soup...I feel my whole body hairy now, will I be infected with some alien virus? Maybe I will mutate, and then miserably Die like a caterpillar with fossilized vitiligo."
No matter how Peter scrubbed, he could still feel the strong chest of the alien corpse still against his back, and the touch of the deceased's hair still lingering in his fingertips.
The girls outside the door looked at each other and smiled. In fact, they arrived earlier. Gwen and Cynthia had already checked the corpses. There were no extraterrestrial parasites, let alone rare germs. They were just pure corpses, perhaps better than most. The earth is still clean.
Strictly speaking, none of the five of them are Peter's girlfriends, and he is still a single dog.
It's just that in his inner world where he has a crush on five people at the same time, he'thinks' they are.
The girls are originally a small group of girlfriends. Although they all have a good opinion of Peter, it is impossible to say that anyone will take that step and become a real girlfriend.
Anyway, it’s so much better for everyone to be active together now, to go for a chivalrous fight and keep a secret together.
MJ walked over and knocked on the door at this moment: "Don't rub, even if you peel off all the skin, you will still get sick, cough."
"Thank you for the reminder. Can any of you go to the supermarket and buy me a few bottles of Wilson's detergent? The one with the disinfectant effect."
Peter's voice came from the bathroom, with unspeakable despair, and then he paused:
"No, maybe it's too late. The process of an infected person becoming a zombie usually takes less than half an hour. Please help me remember the last words. Leave my computer to Ned, and my game console to you. I earn it from a part-time job. The money is hidden behind the poster at the head of the bedroom. Give them to my aunt."
Liz, the kind-hearted black mixed-race girl, couldn't bear it. Although they wanted to make a joke with Peter, it seemed that he was serious now, and he was still scaring himself.
Is he going to commit suicide?
"Sisters, it's almost there."
Mary was the first to nod and agree that the body of the alien is still in the next room. This gathering is for business affairs, not for joking.
So she pulled open the "Latin spider" in front of the bathroom door and knocked gently on the door: "Peter, we have checked the corpses of aliens. There are no bacteria or viruses that threaten us humans, except you. Jumping into the bath of the dead is a bit disgusting, it is harmless in itself."
"Really?" Peter is so innocent, and his voice is full of surprises: "Will I not become a zombie or die?"
Gwen, who had been leaning against the wall, rolled his eyes. After getting acquainted with Peter, she gradually revealed the side of a little devil and became Peter's favorite girl.
"Yes, you can't die. Where did you see the setting that contact with aliens will turn into zombies?" She raised her hand and patted the door, interrupting Mary's answer: "Quickly come out, and we can be Go away."
In fact, they won't leave at all, because if you want to know the ins and outs of this alien, you still have to rely on Peter.
Among the five of them, only Liz has good grades. The other Gwen, Mary, Cynthia, and Marshall are at the level of ordinary female high school students. You can’t expect them to perform an autopsy. Just carrying the corpse is disgusting enough. .
Boys should come in handy at this time, so Peter now takes a bath for nothing, and he will have to have an autopsy later.
As soon as he finished speaking, Peter came out with his hair wrapped in a big towel, and his uniform was washed by the way, hung under the vent in the bathroom, and was blown by the fan.
"If you get an alien's corpse next time, you should tell me in advance instead of waiting for me to sit in the alien's arms and talk." He looked very tired, as if he had a kidney overdraft.
Marshall threw him a T-shirt because Cynthia was staring at Peter and swallowed again, which felt strange:
"Put it on. We didn't have a chance to tell you, did we? We were crowded at school, and we girls would be watched when we touched you. And if you send text messages or call, you may be monitored by SHIELD. You know those secret agents like eavesdropping the most."
Peter grabbed the clothes wrapped around his head and put it on his body: "You mean we found the body of an alien, but none of you plan to tell, nor S.H.I.E.L.D., nor tell Avengers, rely on us to find the murderer of the aliens?"
"No, Peter, we don't care who killed the alien, but something else." Gwenxin took a towel and asked Peter to wipe his hair: "Look, aliens can never rely on their feet. Come on to the earth? Should he... have a vehicle?"
Peter suddenly realized that the girls had fallen in love with the possible alien spacecraft.
Thinking of this, he was also excited. Among the six people, only Liz had the best family and had a second-hand car, but he was stared at by his father. It was inconvenient to go out in the past.
As superheroes, you don’t always have high-rise buildings that allow you to swing. If the next big event happens in Washington, will everyone run over from the wheat fields in the suburbs?
That's pretty good, at least you can take a long-distance bus to Washington, and you can get there in about four or five hours...
But what if the next battle is in Hawaii?
So having a vehicle that belongs to your team is very important. There is nothing more appropriate than picking up an alien spacecraft.
It is indeed picking rather than snatching. After all, this alien is dead. His spaceship is also unowned. Finding it and controlling it in the hands of people with justice is the reasonable way to maintain peace. .
Looking at it this way, this matter really has to be hidden from S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers, otherwise the spaceship will definitely not have the ‘Spider Alliance’ thing, and the adults will definitely use some protection or other excuses to take the spaceship away.

"I see, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. If he really came to earth in a spaceship and the corpse is here, then the spaceship should also be around New York City in this direction." Peter walked to the side and picked up the phone on the cabinet. , Opened the map software at the same speed as a snail crawling: "...Well, there is no idea, there are wheat fields and corn fields in the direction of New Jersey, but where are the specifics..."
"That's why we asked you to come." Marshall did not know where he took out a magnifying glass and handed it to Peter, and pointed to the wall: "Please, go and examine the corpse to see where he walked or his stomach. What's in it, I see it in criminal investigation series."
"I..." Peter seemed to put on a mask of pain. He didn't want to play with the corpse, but when the girls looked at him with'worship' and'pray' eyes, he was heartbroken. He bit his teeth: "I'll go now and help me find some sharp tools, otherwise I can only use a nail clipper to open his mouth, then the efficiency is too low."
"Hey! Don't tell such a disgusting joke, it's too abnormal!" The girls shook their heads, pushing his back, and returning to the morgue like driving a train.
txt download address:
phone-reading: