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At the bar counter of the bar on the third floor, Zhang Ming sat on a chair, staring at the wine glass in a daze, taking a sip of the strawberry drink inside from time to time.

Dior deliberately sat on the right side of Zhang Ming, blocking Zhang Ming with his back and facing Gwen.He tried his best to make Gwen happy.

He was really fascinated by this beautiful American girl.

The kind of love at first sight.

Dio asked "Do you like detectives?"

Gwen nodded and said "I've been obsessed with Sherlock Holmes lately."

Dior picked up the goblet and clinked it with Gwen. A long string of small bubbles rose from the dark yellow champagne.

"I have an old house next to Baker Street with a history of more than 160 years. When you are free, you can come over and visit me. You will like the environment there."

When Dior said that, he glanced at Zhang Ming, which meant

It's great to be rich. You see, this is called the family's historical heritage.

It was almost late at night, and the music in the bar began to become dynamic. Dior invited Gwen to dance. The kind girl was worried that Zhang Ming would be bored if he stayed alone, so she asked him if he wanted to go together.

Zhang Mingzheng was observing Mr. T conducting human experiments. He waved his hand and said he would not go.

Mr. T is definitely not a good person when he conducts human experiments unscrupulously.

As the chairman of the Cross Company and the future Green Goblin, Norman Osborn is also not a soft-hearted man.

In the third-person camera recording, Norman glanced at the woman who was still squirming on the ground. His eyes were like those in the laboratory saying, "Call the master behind you. I want to have a good chat with him." "

"Mr. Osborne, I am—"

Norman interrupted him and said, "Mr. T, formerly known as Thomas, is the president of Tomorrow Technology. Due to poor management, the company has been on the verge of bankruptcy. A week ago, a huge sum of money suddenly appeared in the company's account... Don't tell me, this money is It fell from the sky.”

As a top businessman, Norman Osborne does not fight unprepared battles. His meaning is very clear. Don't treat me as a fool. You can investigate my hobbies, and I will investigate you.

He looked at Mr. T, putting pressure on him.

"We are all smart people. I am very interested in that painting and your tomorrow's technology, so I will spend one night here. I hope I am not wasting my time."

Mr. T's expression did not change. He was like a zombie in a Hong Kong horror movie in the 80s, with a dead face and said nothing in the face of the pressure exerted by Norman.

Because of the distance, Zhang Ming could only see their calves.

Neither man spoke. Zhang Ming seemed to be watching a video and suddenly got stuck. Only the woman on the ground was still squirming.

Are these two-year-old men flirting with each other?

Suddenly, Zhang Ming heard a subtle sizzling sound.

It was like the sound of tearing plastic wrap, rustling, accompanied by Norman's slight exclamation.

Zhang Ming stood up, and the third-angle camera climbed up a certain distance. The picture changed from the calf to the lower abdomen, but still nothing could be seen.

Zhang Ming jumped up hard, his vision moved upward, and he saw the faces of Mr. T and Norman.

But there's nothing suspicious about it.

"That's it, I understand, please continue." Norman said.

What do you understand?

Zhang Ming's curiosity was aroused, and with just a few seconds of negligence, he felt that he had missed a key clue.

Start editing and go back five seconds.

The rustling sound appeared again. Zhang Ming climbed onto the bar table and moved his eyes upward. Finally this time he saw——

That was an eye that had been gouged out!

Behind the eyes are not flesh and blood, but a few metal wires. Mr. T turns his eyeballs to the back, revealing a small flashing green light.

This isn't an eyeball at all, it's a camera!

"That's it, I understand, please continue." Norman said.

The owner was not on the ship at all. Mr. T carried a camera to synchronize what he saw and heard to the person behind the scenes, and relayed the owner's opinions.