Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"Check! Check it out for me!"

Killian was so angry that his face flushed red, his body trembled, he was extremely angry, he gritted his teeth, and looked around with cannibalistic eyes.

Except for David, who observed with great interest, no one dared to meet Killian's eyes.

"At all costs, find me the missing weapon!"

Killian stuttered every word.

Weapons are stolen from under the nose, and property loss is a small matter, but being looked down upon and humiliated is a big thing.

Moreover, Killian had high hopes for this weapons expo.

Although he knew that Osborne could not compete with the Macallan Group, which was preparing to publicly deliver nano-armors with the military during the expo, but Killian didn't care if he would be overwhelmed by the Macallan Group. The goal is Stark Industries, which I have always been thinking about.

To put it more bluntly - Tony Stark.

In this way, not to mention raising your eyebrows in front of Tony Stark, in order to avenge the humiliation of being sent pigeons, it would be a good thing not to be ridiculed for a lifetime.

"Damn!"

After Killian ordered, no one was allowed to enter or leave the Osborne site, and the news was blocked.

Out of curiosity, David participated in the investigation.

Tracing the source.

Soon, they figured out the situation on the scene.

After the weapons were shipped off the plane, they were sent directly to the exposition venue on the National Mall in Washington.

Nothing went wrong.

David's bat ability allows him to capture the heartbeats of everyone around him, coupled with his hypnosis skills, it can be determined that everyone in the current venue is fine.

Where is the problem?

"New York?!"

David's mind turned quickly, and he guessed reasonably: "Could there be something wrong with the weapon when it was packed in New York?"

"possible."

Killian had to admit that when all the options were eliminated, even the most unthinkable remained to be accepted as fact.

"Who can silently drop all the weapons used for exhibition?"

Killian didn't know why, thinking hard.

"Let people in New York go to the warehouse to check whether there are spare weapons in the warehouse for exhibition."

David had a flash of thought and said, "The top priority is that you must at least prepare for the exhibition on the day of the expo. Otherwise, everyone will know that you lost your weapons before the exhibition!"

"I'll let someone arrange it."

Killian's face was ugly. After giving the order, he was slightly relieved when he heard the news from the other side.

"no problem."

He nodded to David: "The weapons in the warehouse are fine, and the inventory is still there."

David has excellent hearing and captures the conversation between Killian and the other end of the phone.

But in this way, another problem arose.

"If there are still stocks in the warehouse and there is no problem with the transportation here in Washington, then it is basically possible to determine at what stage the weapons disappeared."

David wondered, "What happened during the process of getting the weapons out of the warehouse to the New York airport?"

"I'm checking!"

Killian's tone was low, with a trace of fierceness: "No matter who did it, I will not let him go!"

"What I'm worried about now is not that you won't let him go, but that he won't let you go."

David meant something: "If the opponent came here for Osborn's weapons, do you think he will be satisfied with grabbing a small batch of weapons?"

"You mean to say that he will continue to shoot Osborne?"

Killian was taken aback. He really didn't expect this. After all, who would dare to break into the warehouse of a top arms company?

This is as absurd, unbelievable, and unbelievable as an unarmed homeless man who said he was going to rob a bank.

"David, do you have someone you suspect?"

Killian suddenly realized something.

He always felt that David was targeting someone, and that's why he was so confident in making such a guess.

"There is indeed a suspect."

David nodded.

"Who?"

Killian asked quickly.

However, the next name that David said made him dumbfounded.

"Norman Osborn!"

"Who?"

"Your ex!"

……

Why Norman Osborn?

Killian didn't think about it.

However, it is indeed possible that Norman Osborn quietly removed the weapons that were transported out of the Osborne Building.

As the former chairman of Osborne, he is also the most prestigious person in the company.

Even if they are forced to lay off, there are still a group of hardcore inside the company.

Of course, under the influence of capital and power, these hardcore players have little effect, but they can make Norman just right and influence the company to a certain extent.

For example, this batch of disappearing weapons is the most typical representative.

"But why?"

Killian frowned: "Does he want me to follow in his footsteps because of this incident, and then wait for an opportunity to return to the company?"

"No, Norman Osborn doesn't necessarily care about the position of Osborne's chairman now."

David thought about it.

"What do you mean?"

Killian looked puzzled.

"If it's what I think, then you may not have to worry about whether Norman will make a comeback in the future."

David waved his hand: "Listen to me, quickly send someone a copy of the weapons in the New York warehouse, be careful and things will change if you are late."

……

That night.

Night falls.

As a city that never sleeps, New York is full of neon lights, and the sky seems to be colorful, like a mirror that has been dyed.

Osborne Building.

After Killian left, Richard, as one of the executives, at least a manager who was trusted by Killian, was rather helpless to be driven to the shelves and became the person in charge of delivering a new batch of exhibited weapons.

To be honest, he was also shocked for a moment when he heard that the newly developed weapon that was supposed to be transported to Washington and used to participate in the war disappeared for no reason.

But none of this was as shocking as he was when he heard from Killian the suspect who stole the weapon.

"Norman..."

Richard thought of the blood sample of Captain America that Norman had taken from him not long ago.

He actually didn't want to believe that Norman was the one who stole the weapon.

But I have to believe it.

Since being laid off, Norman's life philosophy has changed dramatically.

Moreover, Richard knew that something must have changed in Norman.

The origin of all these changes must be related to the blood sample of Captain America that he sent out.

Richard's face sank, and his heart was restless.

He looked at the flashing neon lights around him, watched the security personnel guard the transport team, and loaded weapons into the vehicles batch after batch, always feeling that something was about to happen.

It was as if, in the dark night, there was a pair of terrifying eyes, full of blood red, staring at him maliciously.

His back was icy cold and dripping with cold sweat.

"It's done!"

At this time, after the transportation team counted, the security personnel nodded to Richard.

"Drive, let's go!"

Richard ordered.

boom!

As soon as the words fell, a familiar dart ball fell from the top of his head.

A huge flame exploded, and a powerful shock wave swept around, like a fierce slap, slapping Richard's face fiercely.

Bearing the brunt, the security personnel affected by the explosion were left bloody on the spot.

The rest of the transportation team also fled in embarrassment.

Richard reacted quickly. He squatted behind the armored car, waited for the air wave and explosion to pass, and poked his head out. Behind the Osborn Building, a figure in green armor descended from the sky on a hoverboard.

This green armor with a pair of pointed ears looks like a legendary creature——

Goblins.

Richard's face twitched, thinking that as the person in charge, David, who was far away in Washington, had told him before the action.

——"If you meet a man wearing green armor and riding a hoverboard, there is no doubt that he is Norman Osborn!"

It was all hit by David.

Richard watched the green figure getting closer, his whole body tensed, and he clenched his fists extremely nervously.

"you……"

"Richard!"

At this time, the green figure came to Richard and spoke actively.

Although his voice was a bit hoarse, Richard had a very high degree of recognition for this unabashed voice.

"Norman, it's really you!"

Richard gritted his teeth: "You promised me that you will not appear in front of me in the future."

"I broke my promise!"

Norman didn't shy away from his identity, laughed undisguisedly, and said, "So, what can you do to me?"

"Leave now, I can act as if nothing happened!"

Richard was expressionless, staring straight at Norman Osborn, who was wearing green armor, with a tough attitude, completely unable to see that he was now on the weak side.

"Richard, you are useless!"

Norman gritted his teeth and didn't take a step back: "You have failed my trust, damn it! I believed in you so much! If it wasn't for you, I would have crushed Fisk Pharmaceuticals to death long ago! How could I just watch it grow bigger!"

"No, you can't compete with David even without me."

Richard saw the truth thoroughly.

The gap between Norman and David is too great, like a blind blind man who is blindfolded, running an obstacle course with a healthy human being.

The latter undoubtedly has advantages over the former.