To die, start traveling through the night of Uchiha genocide

Of course, this "accident" did not affect Harry's return. After a whole day of study, Harry deeply understood the pressure his father bore every day.

During dinner, Harry seemed hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong? Harry, if you have something to say, you can talk directly." Norman saw Harry's absent-mindedness. After calming down, Norman's thinking became clearer than ever before.

"Father, actually I heard about the accident today." Harry hesitated for a while, but continued: "Actually, my mother has passed away for so many years, but I can still understand you. If, father, you really find your life

I can also accept the other half."

Harry spoke his thoughts carefully. In fact, he also knew that Norman's secretary, Joseline, met with his father and was burned to death in his car due to an accident.

Harry didn't dwell on the truth. In his opinion, it was just an ordinary accident. The police and the insurance company would naturally deal with the aftermath. Harry was more concerned about his father's emotional life.

Norman stood up and hugged Harry, "I'm glad that you can be so tolerant and understand your father, but Harry, don't worry, Yoselin and I have not reached that point. We will not be too hard hit by this.

I feel your concern."

Harry felt his father's warm embrace and frank communication, and was undoubtedly very happy. After the estrangement between father and son was cleared, there was no longer any shackles.

New York Police Department, regarding the investigation of the Yoselin case. The surveillance of the Osborne Group has been transferred out.

Obviously, Yoselin was very interested in changing a whole set of clothes in the office that day, such as stockings that increase her attack speed. Especially, the surveillance camera captured the scene of a cheerful Yoselin going out.

Obviously, the matter between Yoselin and Norman is consensual, and there is no emotional dispute.

This information has further cleared Norman's suspicion. Now all we have to do is wait for the final autopsy report.

Fernald is the medical examiner of the New York Police Department. Tomorrow is the day for the autopsy of Josephine. Because the previous medical examiner could not reach an agreement with the police on her treatment, he gave up the job. As a result, Fernald now has too much work to do.<

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If he hadn't owed a bad gambling debt, Fernald would have chosen to give up.

The tired Fernald opened the door to his room and felt thirsty as soon as he sat on the sofa.

"Let's have a bottle of beer!" Fernald, who was walking towards the refrigerator, saw a green note on the door of the refrigerator.

"One million U.S. dollars is your reward. The autopsies on the three corpses tomorrow are all accidents. If it is not an accident, then the next accident will be you." There is no special mark on the green note. When I open the refrigerator, it is true.

It’s a million dollars in cash.

Or strictly speaking, this is the first time Fanard has seen so much cash. In the center of the cash is the only thing in the refrigerator that has not been cleared out - a bottle of beer.

Fernald knew that his every move was being monitored, and even his hobby of going home with a bottle of beer every day was clearly traced.

What's strange about the three corpses tomorrow, Fernald doesn't know. But Fernald knows that after paying the rent every month and deducting expenses, it's hard to have even 300 US dollars left, and he owes 390,000 in gambling debts. Okay.

Said that Fanard lived in fear every day.

Now that he has received $1 million for nothing, let alone the autopsy report, he doesn't even care if he is asked to kiss the corpse.

Soon, the autopsy report on Yoselin's accidental death was released, and the case was successfully closed. After all, Yoselin was alone and had no one to blame.

Norman even performed a full set and simply launched a memorial event at the Osborne Group. Although everyone was crazy about making up that Yoselin was a slut in private, everyone still wiped a lot of tears at the memorial service.

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The adult world is so hypocritical sometimes.

A month later, in an inconspicuous corner of the New York Times, there was an inconspicuous news report.

"Last night, New York Police Department medical examiner Fernando was passing through Hell's Kitchen and was attacked by gangsters in a fire. He was shot three times in the abdomen and died after ineffective resuscitation."

Norman looked at the New York Times in his hand and showed a strange smile. Yes, the Yoselin incident has finally settled down completely. The body has been cremated, and the insider, Fernald, died in a gang vendetta. As for those gangs? Of course.

Died by each other's guns.

Over the past month, Norman has been running the Osborne Group conscientiously and teaching Harry various business skills. At the same time, Norman's body has become stronger and stronger. Now Norman has spent more time on

To exercise your control.

Opening the door of the laboratory, this is the Osborne Group's long-term shelved or even abandoned weapons manufacturing laboratory. It was also a research laboratory that Norman once opened specifically to meet the needs of the military.

The research laboratory has produced a lot of research results, but without exception, they have not been adopted by the U.S. military. It’s not that the products are not good, it’s mainly because the manufacturing costs cannot be kept down, and the U.S. military cannot spend so much money to purchase these.

Fresh stuff.

Opening the dusty cabinet door, there is a gray battle armor inside. This is a battle armor developed by the Osborne Group for individual combat use. It has a strong protection effect of 3. Ordinary bullets can be completely ignored. There are basic

The auxiliary device is powered by biological batteries distributed throughout the armor.

However, due to technical limitations, the battle armor's biological battery power supply can only last for about an hour. There is also a skateboard-shaped aircraft that can carry a load of up to 1 ton while maintaining a flight speed of up to 300 kilometers.
The flying skateboard itself is a personal combat weapon, and it will be difficult to control if it continues to increase the speed. In addition, the flying skateboard is also powered by chemical fuel, and there are also problems with endurance.

Several MINI bombs flashing with silver light are also the latest weapons developed. The explosive power is equivalent to the enhanced version of fragmentation grenades, but they are small in size and can automatically track the target.

"I don't like this color." Norman Osborne, whose eyes flashed green, thought to himself, and used spray equipment to spray paint the armor green. As for the bomb, it was painted the color of a pumpkin.

Putting on the armor, Norman stepped onto the flying skateboard and began to practice driving the flying skateboard in the laboratory. Even if the shift itself has the ability to assist the driver in tracking, basic practice is essential.

In half an hour, Norman mastered the driving skills of the flying skateboard.

Then Norman took the equipment to Osborne's underground shooting range, which is a private shooting range for testing weapons and equipment.

Norman stepped on the flying skateboard and soared into the sky. "Go!" Several pumpkin bombs in his hand flew towards the dummy instantly.

Rumbles and explosions were heard. The dummy was blown into powder in the fierce flames.

Seeing the explosive power of the pumpkin bomb, Norman started laughing crazily.

"Hahaha, everyone must die!"