Marvel's Psyker

Connors walked quickly in the bright corridor. Along the way, people kept greeting Connors respectfully.After all, although Connors only has one arm, he is still a top scientist in the field, and he is also the chief scientist of the Osborne Group.

Along the way, Connors' mood has calmed down a lot.

After calming down, Connors regretted his behavior today.

"Did I go too far today? Although Simon did not do it right, he has to admit that he is a very talented and hard-working young man. And his starting point is indeed for the success of the experiment. I directly drove him away." Is it too heavy to leave the laboratory?"

"My God, did I think I was out of breath? Why did I make such a reckless decision? And I even sweared."

Connors began to think back on everything before. Apart from feeling that he had done too much, the other thing that concerned him the most was what Simon looked into his eyes with resentment and gritted his teeth before he was dragged out by the security guards. That sentence.

"I was right!"

This sentence has been echoing in Connors' mind, and the more he thinks about it, the more this sentence lingers in his mind.

Connors felt something was wrong.

At this time, he had already reached the door of Norman's office, but his hand was on the doorknob, and he never pressed it down.

He still cares about that sentence,

"Simon, what the hell does he mean?"

Conners, who was quite concerned, took out his mobile phone and called his deputy, "White, please call Waylon to the chairman's office, I have something to ask him."

In the laboratory, after Connors' deputy White hung up the phone, he looked at Waylon beside him with some strange eyes.

Waylon noticed his strange eyes, "What's the matter, Mr. White?"

White raised the phone and showed Waylon the call log on the phone screen, "Dr. Conners told you to go to the chairman's office. He has something to ask you."

"To Mr. Osborne's office? What did Dr. Connors ask me to do?"

Facing Waylon, White just spread his hands, pouted and said:

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

"Okay, stop thinking about it, go quickly! Do you know the way? Do you know where the chairman's office is?"

"I know! The top floor of the building, that whole floor is an office, of course I know."

"Well, let's go, don't let Dr. Conners and Mr. Osborne wait for you for too long."

White patted Waylon on the shoulder, sent him out of the laboratory, and watched him walk into the elevator.

It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that White looked away and returned to the laboratory.

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On the top floor of the building, when Connors walked into the office, he saw Norman standing in front of the French windows, staring blankly into the distance.

Connors stepped forward and saw Norman's brows tightly kneaded together, with a thick cloud on his face.

Connors walked behind Norman, and Norman heard footsteps, but he didn't turn his head to look at Connors, but still looked out the window and asked in a calm tone.

"Connors, how many times is this?"

Norman's tone was different from the calmness a few minutes ago, but Connors went to bow his head in shame.

"Seventh time."

"The seventh time? Heh~" Norman chuckled, "It's been so long before I know it!"

Connors licked his lower lip nervously, hesitating for a while, but finally spoke:

"Mr. Osborne, I'm sorry! The main responsibility for the failure of this experiment lies with me! I... I am willing to bear all the responsibilities for this!"

"Okay, stop talking."

Norman's words were somewhat unexpected to Connors. He thought Norman didn't want to hear his explanation, so he said in a more anxious voice:

"I'm sorry about the failure of this experiment! But please rest assured, we got a lot of useful things from this failure! Mr. Osborne, next time! Next time I will definitely be able..."

"All right!"

Norman turned around suddenly and put his hands on Connors' shoulders vigorously.Connors was surprised by Norman's actions, and the words in his mouth stopped in the middle.

"Okay, Connors, that's enough! Be quiet for a while~"

Speaking of which, Norman turned around and walked to the reception area of ​​the office. He slumped on the large sofa and yawned a long time. He looked exhausted, and even looked hopeless.

Connors looked at Norman who suddenly became like this, a little at a loss.

Seeing the surprised expression on Connors' face, Norman laughed, "What? Did you think I would scold you?"

"Hehe, you should scold me." Connors said with a wry smile.

Norman shook his head, "Don't say that, Connors, you are the best biologist in this field after all! Have some confidence, show some pride as a scientist!"

"To be honest, I also feel that the tone of what I said just now was too strong, and it is not appropriate to accuse you in front of your subordinates."

"About this, I apologize to you! Connors, I hope you don't take it to heart!"

"Mr. Osborne, how are you?"

Facing Norman's voluntary apology, Connors was shocked.

He said with some panic: "Actually, you don't have to be like this at all! After all, I have failed your trust and spent so much money, but I haven't developed a result until now."

Norman waved his hand, expressing that he didn't care, "Isn't this the case with scientific research? No one knows where the path they're walking leads to, or even if it leads to it! This has always been the case!"

"I'm a scientific researcher myself, and I know that."

"So don't worry about what happened this time, Connors, don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself!"

Thinking of the Norman who pointed at his nose and scolded loudly just now, and now facing the Norman who suddenly became extremely gentle and understanding.Connors didn't know what to do for a while.

Norman looked at him still in a daze, smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite him, signaling him to sit down.

Connors sat down straight.

Norman laughed at Connors' seriousness.

"Would you like something to drink? Tea? Or coffee?"

"Oh, just coffee!"

"What coffee?"

"Anything is fine."

"Okay, then do the same with me. Okay?"

"Ok."

Norman got up, went to the desk, and pressed the button on the desk, "Send two cups of coffee!"

Not long after he finished speaking, an assistant opened the door and walked in, respectfully put two cups of coffee on the table in front of Connors, and then retreated respectfully.