Osborne House, New York.

The laughter of the past had vanished today, and Harry Osborne in the room still had tears on his face that had not yet been wiped away, and the image of his father's tragic death was still haunting his mind.

Harry didn't understand, really didn't understand, why his father died mysteriously at home.

Although his father Norman Osborne has suddenly become a little strange recently, in Harry's heart, Norman Osborne is still the father who is calm and wise and in control of everything, and Harry will always remember the look of being in control of everything.

Norman Osborne's birthday was just a few days away, and Harry wanted to be preparing for an unforgettable birthday celebration for his father, but who would have thought that would happen just when everything was ready?

"Whoever you are, I'm going to catch you. I will let you die a painful death in the cruelest punishment in the world. It must be ............" Harry Osborne's still green face was full of murderous intent, and it was rich and incomprehensible.

As the crown prince of the Osborne group, Harry Osborne has the confidence to say this. Of course, in addition to investigating this matter, he still has to find a way to keep his position in the company. The speculative scum wouldn't let go of the shares in Norman's hands easily.

Harry knew what he was thinking.

After all, not everyone is called Tony Stark.

"Young Master, Mr. Rosicky has arrived." The butler knocked on Harry's closed door, informing him that his father, Norman Osborne's best friend, had arrived.

"I see, I'll be there shortly." After going back to the bathroom and wiping his face with clean water, Harry Osborne quickly walked out of his room.

Out of his room, Harry didn't go downstairs but went straight to his father's room, where the murder had taken place.

He knew that with Ace Rosicky's friendship with his father, the first time he came here, he would definitely go to the scene of the murder first and see what was going on on the spot.

People at the level of Norman Osborne would die in their own homes for no apparent reason, which undoubtedly made Gao Yijing puzzled.

Putting aside the strict security measures of the Osborne family, Norman Osborne, who couldn't wait to take the experimental version of the potion first, was not an existence that could be solved by idlers.

The experimental version of the potion gave Norman Osborn, in addition to his bad temper, his growing physical fitness and strength.

With a skeptical mentality, Gao Yijing, who stepped into the Osborne mansion with the expectant eyes of a group of media reporters, was indeed as Harry Osborne said, and directly asked the housekeeper to take him to the scene of the murder - Norman Osborne's bedroom.

There was no mess, no messy scenes, and the whole bedroom was intact as if no one had ever lived there. The New York City Police Commissioner, who was still at the scene, saw Gao Yijing's appearance and waved his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to step forward to stop him, and came straight to Gao Yijing.

"How, what did you find?" For the chief of the New York City Police Department in front of him, Gao Yijing is naturally no stranger. Looking at the almost spotless bedroom in front of him, Gao Yijing asked in a deep voice.

"Nope." George Stacy shook her head, her face confused and dignified: "When I arrived here with someone, this bedroom was cleaner than it is now. If it weren't for Norman Osborne lying on the bed, I wouldn't even have wondered if this room was inhabited at all. ”

"I haven't washed it out yet, this is a photo taken by my mobile phone, I knew you would come, and I took a photo for you." With that, George Stacy handed his mobile phone to Gao Yijing.

"Thank you." Gao Yijing thanked him, took George's phone and looked at it.

In the photo, the clean and spotless picture looks particularly poignant, and Norman Osborne lying on the bed looks serene, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep.

Judging from the photos alone, Gao Yijing couldn't see anything wrong at all.

"Uncle Ace." Just as Gao Yijing was still carefully pondering the photo, behind him, Harry Osborne's voice came, interrupting Gao Yijing's thinking.

"Harry." After returning the phone to George Stacy, Gao Yijing turned around and gave Harry a comforting hug.

"Kid, I'm sorry this happened to you."

"Uncle Ace, can you find out who killed my father?" Harry Osborne, who was hugged by Gao Yijing, had a trace of killing intent between his eyebrows, and Gao Yijing, who saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Poor boy, I hope you don't get into the horns.

"Don't worry, uncle will find your father's murderer." At present, Gao Yijing can only comfort Harry in this way.

The current Osborne Group has suddenly lost Norman Osborne, and Harry can't afford to collapse again. As Norman's long-time friend, he couldn't bear to see the last thing he wanted to see.

"Hey! Hey, you can't do that! It's a private residential area! ”

"We are journalists! It's a journalist! It is our responsibility to report the truth of the incident! ”

Ill-intentioned voices secretly stirred the emotions of this group of uncrowned kings. Under the increasingly fierce atmosphere, the eyes of these glamorous media reporters in the past gradually spread a crazy and determined look. The surging crowds made the security staff at Osborne House miserable.

These are reporters, and there are so many pairs of eyes watching behind them, and daring to do it is undoubtedly to push this incident that was finally suppressed to the forefront.

"That's it, that's it, let's make trouble, let's make trouble, let's make fun. Norman Osborne, the shame you have brought me, I will give it back to you a hundredfold, and to your family! Not far from Osborne's mansion, in a dilapidated house, the man who put down the binoculars smiled unusually brightly.

"Thanks to you, Norman Osborne, I have access to this powerful and unrivaled power, and as a token of my gratitude I will kill your son last. Originally, I wanted you to watch your friends and relatives die one by one, but unfortunately you don't have this opportunity. With a sinister smile, in the dim light, the man picked up the hideous mask that he put aside and put it on his face.

"Let's explode~"

Countless dark shadows carried the explosives that had been prepared for a long time to the door of Osborne's mansion. The reporters who were blocked at the door were sent to the sky in an unguarded situation!

"Boom Rumble !!!!"

The violent explosion was earth-shattering, and together with the police and security personnel at the gate, dozens of people were killed in an instant.

On the charred land, corpses are everywhere!