Marvel's Psyker

"Mr. Osborne?"

Norman, who was depressed, was awakened by the sudden sound, and he looked at the smiling man beside him.

"Sheriff Potter!" Norman offered to extend his hand, "Thank you very much for your help today!"

"a piece of cake!"

Potter smiled nonchalantly, "Mr. Osborne, as an outstanding entrepreneur in New York City, is the duty of the police to help you solve your problems!"

With that said, Potter stretched out his hand and shook hands with Norman.

"So, what does Mr. Osborne want to do next?"

"Find a way to put him in jail! It won't take long, just a few years."

When he said this, Norman's eyes were indifferent from the shame just now.

"This is easy to handle! Please don't worry, it's on me."

"Sergeant Potter, you are doing business, I am naturally relieved."

"Then...this..."

Potter faltered, but Norman knew what he wanted to say.

"Don't worry! I will contribute money to replace the police station in your jurisdiction with a new car. I will also donate a sum of money to the police station in my own name, and I will give credit to you, Sergeant Potter."

As he spoke, Norman took a few steps closer, put his hand on Potter's shoulder, put his mouth close to Potter's ear, and said softly, "As for the sheriff's share, don't worry! I will find someone to break into yours." An unusual bank account."

Potter froze for a moment, then became excited.

"What a generous man you are! God bless you, Mr. Osborne!"

[God bless you! ]

This sentence is a very common blessing in the United States, and even in all places influenced by Christian culture.It's already been said almost instinctively, and no one thinks there's anything wrong with it.

But Norman, who heard this sentence, felt as if someone had been shocked by electricity, and his whole body was shocked. The hand on Potter's shoulder was violently grasped into the flesh of Potter's shoulder, and waved. He cried out in pain.

"Feel sorry!"

Norman quickly let go of his hand.

Potter rubbed the painful spot on his shoulder, no matter how slow his reaction was, he could tell that he had touched Norman's taboo.

"Mr. Osborne, are you . . . of any other religion?"

"No!"

Norman shook his head, and said in a cold tone: "I don't believe in any religion! Because I think, if God really exists in this world, then he would be too ruthless to our Osborne family!"

As he spoke, Norman turned around and left without waiting for Potter to speak.

"Okay, today's matter, please Sergeant Potter must remember to keep it a secret!"

"Don't worry, I understand."

Although he was a little puzzled by Norman's actions just now, Potter was also a person who knew how to measure, so he didn't inquire further.

"Well, please trouble the Sheriff! Go slowly, and I won't send you off."

Potter nodded to Norman, then got into the car and drove away.

Norman walked back a certain distance, and walked to the door of his company.There, a large group of security guards were still waiting there respectfully.

"Go back to work!"

Norman dispersed the crowd, but only called the leader to the front.

"Are you the head of the security department?"

The person in charge stood up straight and nodded respectfully, "Yes! Chairman!"

Just like how he treated Sergeant Porter just now, Norman held his head, put his mouth close to his ear, and whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear:

"Go to the monitoring room and clear all the surveillance videos from all the surveillance cameras in the company today! Tell the outside world that it is a system failure! Go now!"

Although I don't know the reason, but the chairman sent a message, the person in charge had no choice but to obey, and immediately responded to the order and went to the monitoring room.

Norman returned to the reception room where Simon was received just now, sat on the sofa, thinking about the next step.

It was getting closer and closer to the time when the curse of the Osborne family would strike, and Norman had no hope of curing himself.But he still hopes to end the curse of the Osborne family on his next generation!

For this, he needs Connors' research - lizard serum!

But now Connors' research has hit a bottleneck. In desperation, he can only kidnap Waylon—a living example of cross-species genetic recombination for research.

He needs to study Waylon to get data that can help Connors break through the bottleneck, but he doesn't want Connors to know about it.

With Connors' character, Norman wasn't sure how he would react.So he needs to kill hidden dangers in the cradle.

Although the people he sent faked a car accident at the scene when he kidnapped Waylon, and through his shadowy influence, the accident was quickly closed.

But it's still not safe.

Apart from Connors himself, Simon, who is Waylon's friend, is also one of the hidden dangers that will expose the matter!

Because of this, Connors spent so much effort on Simon.

Even Norman himself knew that the matter of Waylon would eventually be hidden one day.

but now!In order to develop the lizard serum as soon as possible, it would be a day to hide it for one more day!

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Norman, who was in deep thought, frowned, obviously not satisfied with the current situation.

He looked at the coffee cup on the table in front of him, which contained half a cup of coffee that Simon hadn't finished drinking just now.

After a few seconds of silence, Norman suddenly waved his hand and knocked over the coffee cup.

Even though the floor of the reception room is a relatively soft wooden floor, if a piece of delicate porcelain falls on it, it will be smashed to pieces in an instant.

Norman wrapped his hands in his tie and picked up a piece of debris on the ground.

Norman looked at the sharp pieces of porcelain in front of him, and swallowed nervously.

"I hope it will be useful~"

Taking a deep breath, Norman clenched the tile tightly and stroked towards his arm.

In an instant, a long wound was drawn on Norman's arm, and blood spurted out continuously.

"hiss--"

"Damn it, it's a bit heavy!"

Norman took out his cell phone and called Connors.

"Hi! Connors?"

"Mr. Osborne?"

"Are you in the lab?"

Although he didn't know why Norman asked this, Connors answered truthfully. "Yes, I've been working with some data in the lab today."

"That's good!" Norman thought at high speed in his heart, "Come to my office now, immediately!"

"Eh? Is there something urgent?"

"That's right, and it's about you!"

Hearing this sentence, Connors immediately paid attention, "Okay, I'll come right away!"