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　　 No matter which world it is in, the generation gap is always a major social issue.

　　 Even if Lyon is close to full of charm, he can't blend into the wonderful world of little Harry and little Peter, these two Zhengtai.

　　 Therefore, after a few brief conversations with the two, Leon was thrown down by the two and returned to the state of having a drink alone.

　　 Fortunately, the party started right at this time...

　　 "Sirs and ladies, let us applaud the host tonight, Mr. Osborne!"

　　 Under the introduction of a middle-aged man, Norman Osborne, with an energetic smile, leaned on the handrail of the stairs and slowly walked down from the second floor.

　　 Deafening applause began to sound in the wide hall.

　　 Many guests have cast their eyes on the owner of the Osborne Group.

　　Envy, envy, admiration, longing...

　　 Lyon standing next to the bar, from these people's eyes, saw everyone's purpose and motivation for coming here.

　　Some people come here to seek cooperation with the Osborne Group; some people come here to please Osborne; others come here by invitation.

　　 Leon is the third kind of person.

　　 However, he didn't just come over to a party, drink two glasses and leave.

　　 You know, he still has a task...

　　 Thinking of this, Leon suddenly felt that he couldn't be immersed in such a relaxed party atmosphere. It was time to find a place where no one was there and chat with Norman Osborne privately.

　　 said so, but when he saw the crowd around Norman Osborne, he felt that it was not the time yet.

　　 So, he shrugged, turned around, sat in front of the bar, and continued to enjoy his third martini.

　　 However, before he could find Osborne, Osborn found him first.

　　 "Mr. Colson!"

A shout behind 　　 awakened Leon from the splendor in the glass.

　　 turned around, Leon saw a face that Zhizhu was holding, and was looking at him with a smile.

　　 "Oh, Mr. Osborne, just call me Lyon."

　　 Norman Osborne was taken aback, and immediately changed his words: "Lyon, I am glad you can come. I thought you, a busy man, would be unable to attend because of work..."

　　 The two reached out and shook hands.

"You laughed, no matter how busy I am at work, I can't be as busy as you, the group president." Leon smiled and took the wine glass in his hand. "Besides, if you know that there are so many things in your wine cellar, Wine, then even if I lose my job, I will definitely come."

　　 "Hahaha, if you like, we can go to the wine cellar to see my collection?"

　　 Leon raised his brows, and then a charming smile burst out: "I'm so happy!"

"this way please!"

　　 A chance to chat, I didn’t expect it to come so soon...

　　Leaving the luxurious lobby of the villa, away from the party turmoil, Leon followed Norman Osborne through a dim corridor, turned left and right, and came to the underground wine cellar at Osborne's house.

　　 As soon as he entered the wine cellar, there was a burst of strong aroma of the wine, as if it got into Leon's nose.

　　 Although he is not a master of wine tasting. However, judging from the scale and decoration of the wine cellar, every bottle of wine here is enough to intoxicate alcoholics.

　　 However, at this time, what Lyon cared more about was not the wine in the cellar, but the chance to be alone with Norman Osborne.

　　 Leon glanced at the bodyguard guarding not far away, and then said: "I have a question. I want to ask Mr. Osborne for your advice. I wonder if you can tell the truth?"

　　 "Oh? You said."

　　 Norman Osborne seemed to have noticed that Leon came to the cellar with him, not for the wine here, but for something he wanted to tell him.

Lyon took out a bottle of wine from DomainedeLaRomanee-Conti from the wine rack on the side. While admiring the color inside the bottle by the lights of the wine cellar, he whispered: "My I think you know your identity very well."

　　 "I'm here this time, in addition to congratulating you on your birthday, I also want to ask you about the details of the last hijacking incident."

　　 Hearing Leon’s words, Norman Osborne’s eyebrows gradually wrinkled, and the smile on his face also disappeared: "That incident, isn’t it over?"

　　 "Yes. However, according to our investigation, it is not as simple as it seems."

Putting the wine in his hand back to the wine rack, Lyon turned his back to Osborne, and continued: “Obviously, the other party’s goal in this hijacking incident was not money from the beginning, but the Osborne Group is developing A scientific research project."

　　 "Interracial inheritance, am I right?"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, his whole body also turned around.

　　 Norman Osborne just looked at Leon's eyes quietly, and kept the same smile as before, as if he had already acquiesced.

　　 His eyes were facing each other, and Leon saw nothing but calmness in the other's eyes.

"Of course, what kind of technology your group is researching? This is your freedom and right. We will never interfere." Lyon spread his hands and said while pacing to Osborn's side, in a low tone , Said: "However, I think that besides you, there seem to be people who appreciate the preciousness of this technology."

　　 "So, I thought, do you know anyone like you, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is very interested in this technology..."

　　 "Any clues are very helpful to our investigation work."

　　 As the kidnapped party, Norman Osborne is more urgent than Leon’s organization, trying to find out who is behind the scenes.

　　 However, he has no clue...

　　Since the other party wants to help him investigate and provide some help, for him, there is no harm.

　　 "Sorry, I don't know too much."

"This project called "Interracial Inheritance" is a new research project that Dr. Curtis has just proposed. Moreover, the research content has never been published. The only people who know the entire project research process are me and Curty Dr. Si."

　　 "In my opinion, it is unnecessary for Dr. Curtis to do this."

　　 "So, I can't figure out who it is and want this technology that hasn't been researched too much..."

　　 From the conversation, Leon did not get too many clues from Osborne.

　　 In order not to arouse the other person’s resentment, he quickly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask: "So... well, I will disturb your interest."

　　 "Nothing, shall we continue to enjoy the party?"

　　 Leaving the wine cellar, Leon bid farewell to Osborne by urinating.

　　 He did not immediately return to the party scene, but followed the corridor to the garden of the mansion.

　　 Take a deep breath, fresh air passes through the nasal cavity and into the lungs.

　　Looking at the stars in the night sky, Leon felt that this trial was not a success-he did not get any information about the suspect.

　　 At this moment, Leon standing on the balcony, holding on to the guardrail, stared quickly, and his gaze shot to a part of the garden:

"That is?!"