What should I say?

When Gao Li hurried to the Osborne mansion with Kara, the scene that appeared in front of the two of them was surprisingly silent.

The ground has been tossed by countless explosives, the scorched soil is dripping with blood that has not yet been washed away by the current, and outside the yellow cordon, the New York City Police Chief George Stacy, who personally leads the team, has a gloomy face.

Beside him, there were also two familiar figures of Gao Li.

Father Gao Yijing and Harry Osborne, a little kid who used to follow his ass and run around the street when he was a child.

Of course, Harry is already a high school student with excellent character and academics, and Gao Li and him haven't seen each other for a long time.

"Dozens of lives are gone, this person, in the end, is there a madness."

Hearing what the firefighters who cleaned up the scene said, even Gao Li couldn't help but be speechless.

Dozens of lives?

Which one is staring at the surname Osborne?

Make such a big move, once it is really discovered, even mutants will not be able to eat and walk around.

Looking at the nearby cordon, Gao Li hesitated, hesitating whether he wanted to come to his father.

"Add?"

Just as he was hesitating, Gao Li heard someone calling his name. When I looked up, it was Harry Osborne, who was standing next to Gao Yijing before.

Perhaps because he hadn't seen him for too long, Harry wasn't sure at first glance whether the man in front of him was Gao Li or not, so there was still some doubt in his tone.

"I'm sorry you came across this, Harry." With a sigh, Gao Li opened his arms to the immature Harry Osborne in front of him.

Norman Osborne's evil personality has been formed due to his illness, and I can't save it, but you and I can still save it.

Thinking like this, the fluctuations of the horse charm in Gao Li's hand, who was hugging Harry, flashed, taking away the sickness lurking in Harry Osborne's blood, and also attracting Kara's slightly puzzled gaze on the side.

She was not one of these earthlings in front of her who did not react to magic fluctuations, and the faint magic fluctuations on Gao Li's body naturally couldn't hide from Kara's eyes.

What is there about this boy in front of him that is worthy of Gao Li's magic?

What magic did Gao Li exert on this boy again?

"What happened out there to make this happen?" After hugging and healing, Gao Li patted Harry on the shoulder, pointed to the charred soil at the entrance of Osborne Mansion, and asked.

The information that Gao Li currently knows is hearsay, and Gao Li is still more willing to believe Harry than this hearsay information.

After all, this is one of the parties.

Or one of the eyewitnesses.

But what Gao Li didn't expect, Harry's answer was, "I don't know." ”

"I was in the room discussing clues about my dad's case with Uncle Ace when I heard an explosion outside. By the time we came out, all the people who were standing at the door were dead. Shaking his head, Harry's hands clenched unconsciously, and there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his voice.

It's all at this point, and if it can't be seen that the murderer is from the Osbornes, Harry doesn't have to live, so as not to waste air and food.

It's just that Harry can't figure out what kind of person is hating the Osborne family, and he has to make such a big move and focus the eyes of the whole society on the surname Osborne?

"Can you take me inside?" After thinking about it for a while, Gao Li decided to go in and have a look for himself.

Not to see the place of the explosion, of course, but to the bedroom where Norman Osborne was killed.

"Yes, you can." Harry nodded, glancing at Gao Yijing, who was talking to George Stacy, and without alerting him, Gao Li and Kara slipped into the bedroom where the police were still guarded by the police.

"By the way, Add, who is she?"

At first, Harry thought that Kara was just Gao Li's new love, but when he found out that Gao Li had taken Kara into the scene of the crime, he couldn't help it.

Let Gao Li in because I believe in you, but what kind of trouble do you want to bring a concubine in?

"A professional, on-site surveyor." After a pause, Gao Li gave the indifferent Karaan an identity as a current editor.

"For the investigation of the murder scene, I think she is far more professional than those policemen."

Perhaps it was the confidence between Gao Li's words that made Harry choose to believe it, and he didn't stop him from letting Gao Li and Carla into the bedroom.

"This has been cleaned?" When he first saw the scene of the bedroom in front of him, Gao Li was a little incredible.

This clean, almost spotless appearance, could it be the scene of the crime?

Although it was Norman Osborne, who had been removed from the Green Goblin personality by himself, he wouldn't be so weak that he didn't have the ability to resist at all and died so peacefully, right?

Not to mention the police or someone else picking it up, no one can be so stupid except for the murderer.

"No, that's a strange thing. No suspicious information was found in this room. Gao Yijing's voice came into Gao Li's ears instead of Harry. As the words fell, Gao Yijing, who returned to the scene of the crime with George Stacey, looked at Gao Li: "Why are you here?" While asking this, Gao Yijing's eyes did not forget to look at Kara beside Gao Li.

His instincts as a warrior told him that the woman was dangerous.

"Dad, don't forget, I'm a journalist, and if something so big happens, I'll naturally rush over. And I guess there's a whole bunch of people on the road right now. ”

"What is this?"

As he spoke, Kara's sudden voice caught Gao Li's attention.

Looking in the direction of Kara's finger, the smooth tiles were reflected in the eyes of several people.

"Something? What's the matter? ”

Walking up to Kara's side, Gao Li crouched down and reached out to touch the tiles.

"It's the one you're touching under your hand, and it's not the same as the other things in this room with the same appearance." Looking at Gao Li, Kara said with certainty.

At this time, in the room not far from Osborne's mansion, the man wearing the hideous mask couldn't help but let out a low roar of comfort.

The thrill of dozens of lives almost made it difficult to suppress its impulses.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of taste, and the struggling souls of human beings are really delicious." The brown pupils under the mask danced with a suffocating darkness, and its gaze no longer fell on Osborne's mansion, but instead fell in the opposite direction, which was the direction of the Stark Industrial Building.

There, it felt a faint, homogeneous breath!