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Chapter 48: Norman: I only have 1 request!

The Osborne Group, in the offices of Norman Osborne.

"No, I want the latest report, don't forget, you pointed out the similarities between the two, so I want the results, Dr. Connors!"

Norman faced the huge French windows and turned his back to the office door. At this moment, he was frowning, discussing something with Dr. Connors over the phone, and his tone was inexplicably impatient.

"Well, don't say it on the phone, I'll go to the laboratory now."

After Norman hung up the phone, only when he turned his head did he realize that his son Harry, who had entered the office at an unknown time, was standing behind him waiting for him.

"Harry? When did you come back?"

"Uh, I just arrived."

"Dad, I have something to tell you, you will definitely be interested."

Harry waved his hand exaggeratedly, trying to strengthen his tone in this way, so as to attract his father's attention.

"The new transfer student from the school, the dessert he made is super delicious. I brought it back for you to try."

"You'll like it. Peter cried. It's incredible."

Harry took out the wrapped dessert from his backpack and wanted to give it to Norman, which was Harry's attempt to get into his relationship with his father.

But apparently, Harry failed, and Norman wasn't interested in desserts at all.

"I'm not free, son."

Norman walked towards the door of the office with a blank expression, without a moment's pause under his feet.

"But, Dad..."

Harry squeezed the dessert in his hand with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm very busy now, unless you're going to tell me that your grades have finally improved."

Norman frowned and turned to look at Harry, his expression as serious as ever, at least Harry didn't remember his father smiling at him.

"Uh, this..."

Harry touched his neck embarrassedly. His grades were still the same. How could he improve?

"One more thing, the chef told me recently, what's the matter with your lack of appetite?"

"I," Harry opened his mouth with a guilty conscience, hesitating, "I just don't want to eat shrimp, I said I want to change to a lighter flavor."

"Yes, I will inform the kitchen."

"As for transfer students, I'll talk about it later when I'm not busy."

Norman slammed a word and turned to leave. The door to the office slammed down under Harry's frustrated gaze.

……

Norman walked outside the group building. The driver at the door was already waiting. He adjusted the tie on his chest and asked the secretary beside him.

"Has the psychiatrist you asked you to visit before?"

"I've been here, I've been here twice, and the diagnosis report was just delivered yesterday afternoon."

The secretary took out a paper document in his hand, which contained the psychiatrist's diagnosis for Harry.

"Harry, you didn't notice anything." Norman nodded and said.

"Master Harry didn't know that we gave him a psychological profile, he just thought it was an ordinary questionnaire." The secretary explained again.

"Well, how's Harry doing?"

Norman took out a cigar, the secretary helped light it with a wink, and then said.

"It's not very optimistic. Since the last incident, Master Harry has suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder. The scientific name is called delayed psychogenic response. The doctor said..."

"Tell me the treatment plan directly!"

Norman interrupted the secretary's follow-up with a dark face. He didn't want to know what was wrong with Harry, he just wanted to know how to make his son better.

"Well, periodic psychological counseling may be required, but the exact time is hard to say."

The secretary said hesitantly, for fear of angering the dark-faced Norman.

"Black Hand Gang..."

Norman naturally knew everything about Harry.

Harry got what he is now because he went to the **** wedding at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Who sent the wedding invitations to Norman that day, he has long since forgotten. After all, every day in the Osborne Group's mailbox, invitations from all walks of life can be received, how could he remember them all.

But it was just such an inconspicuous wedding banquet, but there was a huge wedding banquet robbery that shocked New York.

Harry was publicly humiliated by the Mafia. Those **** actually forced him to eat a raw blue lobster prawn on the spot, and it was eaten with the shell on. Since then, Harry has fallen into a psychological shadow, and he is disgusted when he sees a shrimp. .

When have the people of the Osborn family suffered such humiliation? No matter what, this revenge will definitely be avenged!

"I asked you to find information about the mafia. How's the investigation going?"

Norman said to the secretary beside him with a sullen face.

"This……"

With an embarrassed look on the secretary's face, he explained carefully.

"Since the last wedding banquet robbery, there has been no news from the mafia for a while, and the people we sent out have no response."

"What about the New York Police Department?"

Norman frowned and said with a smoke ring from his mouth.

"The relevant information about the mafia is in the hands of Director George, who attaches great importance to the case of the mafia."

The secretary swallowed. Norman's aura was very strong, especially when he was angry, it even made him feel suffocated.

"Even if we bribed other people, there is no way to get the mafia's documents."

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!"

The corners of Norman's eyes showed coldness, and he didn't say anything after scolding.

The secretary knew that the ineffectiveness of his affairs annoyed Norman, so he followed Norman in a dignified manner and left the Osborne Group building.

In the car, the driver respectfully asked Norman's destination.

"Mr. Osborne, where are we going?"

"Ok……"

Sitting in the back seat, Norman pondered for a moment, then took out his phone.

"Dr. Connors, you can solve it yourself in the laboratory. I have something to do for the time being. I'll go over when I'm done with it."

After simply saying a few words, Norman hung up the phone and said to the driver and secretary at the same time.

"Driving, going to the New York Police Department, and making an appointment with Chief George, he said I was going to interview him in person."

……

When Norman arrived at the NYPD~www.NovelMTL.com~ Chief George was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Osborn, if you are here for your son's business, then I am very sorry. The case about the mafia is still under investigation. If there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

As soon as Norman got out of the car, George didn't mean to be polite at all, and just made the topic clear.

Of course he knew what Norman was here for.

At the wedding banquet, Wallon of the Mafia kidnapped the eldest young master of the Osborn Group, and humiliated the young master in public. This incident even made some lace news for a while.

Now Norman Osborn came to the door and wanted to avenge his son, what else could it be.

"In order to support the work of the New York Police Department, as long as you give me a number, I can donate all of it. I only need a little information that can be made public, and I will never make it difficult for you."

Norman did not talk nonsense either. He gave enough sincerity and offered conditions that George would never refuse.

"Damn rich guy!"

George muttered and scolded, then turned and left without looking back. After a while, a young man ran out with a folder in his hand and delivered it to Norman.

There are a few simple sentences in the document, probably saying that the mafia gang contacted the Maggia gang, and that Wallon also reached some kind of deal with the hammerhead. All kinds of evidence show that the mafia gang is brewing a huge conspiracy.

Norman flipped through it casually, then threw the document into the secretary's hand.

"Contact me the imitation master, the target is the black-handed Wallon, no matter how much he asks, I only have one request!"

The cigar was thrown to the ground, sparks splattered, Norman stomped hard and turned to leave.

"Let him die!"

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