"Why?"

At Osman Manor, Harry looked at the dead pet dog at his feet, his face full of disbelief and shock.

Before he went to school, the pet dog was still fine.

Unexpectedly, he saw the other party lying in a pool of blood when he came back.

Although the housekeeper told him that he had a car accident.

But how could it be possible?

His pet "Churchie" would never run to the road.

With a heavy heart, Harry dug a hole in the courtyard and buried "Churchie".

Unable to get out of the pain of the death of his pet, Harry still had a sad expression at dinner.

"Dead is dead, even if you show grief, Harry, you can't change it."

Norman frowned and said to his son.

"I know I just can't accept it. Maybe I need some time, Dad."

Harry couldn't understand his father's indifference. He looked up and said to Norman: "It has been with me for a long time, after all."

Harry remembered the way "Churchie" jumped off the toilet and bumped into the bathtub clumsily, and remembered the blurry eyes that were not too stupid and stared at him.

Norman put down the table knife and said to Harry with a serious expression: "I have always disapproved of you keeping pets, Harry. This will only wear down your ambitions. The Osborn family has always been carrion animals. Carrion animals don't need the company of pets."

"Maybe you are right, Dad, but we are different."

Harry was too lazy to argue with his father.

He knew that no matter what he said, he would be scolded by his father.

Maybe that sentence is right-"Humans never feel empathy."

Seeing Harry's bad expression, Norman Osborn's inner anger was instantly aroused.

He hammered the table heavily, and with a "bang", the tableware on the table made a "ding-dong" sound.

"You are my son, so you are destined to be extraordinary. Take away your expression! Look at how you have no ambition!"

The dinner ended unhappily.

After entering the room, Harry was still thinking about "Church".

As for being scolded by his father, this was not the first or second time.

He was used to it.

Sitting dejectedly on the chair, Harry held his head with his hands.

He thought of the time when he had just picked up "Church".

When he called its name for the first time, it came towards him.

At that time, "Church" seemed to be bumping towards him.

When he led it to the porch, it hit the door frame and almost fell.

But it ate the leftovers and ate them voraciously.

At that time, his fear of pet dogs disappeared, and he began to realize that he actually liked pets.

So he knelt down and hugged it, and then "Church" licked his face.

Recalling the scenes of getting along with pet dogs, Harry felt even more uncomfortable.

Staring at the computer on the table, he suddenly remembered that he had installed a camera in the dog's nest.

This was the camera he installed when he was bored in the past, wanting to observe "Chucky's" life.

Even his father didn't know.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned on the computer and called up the daytime video.

The video would be saved automatically, so he directly called it out and started watching it from the morning when he left.

At first, everything was fine until noon when his father passed by.

For some reason, "Chucky" jumped out and kept barking at his father.

He even pounced on him and wanted to bite his father.

The father, whose expression seemed a little wrong, kicked "Chucky" directly.

"Chucky" wailed, spitting blood from his mouth, and moved on the ground for a few times before he died.

"How. How is it possible?!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Harry's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Chucky" was killed by his father?

Why did he lie to himself that it was a car accident?

Also, "Chucky" rarely barks at people normally.

Why is it barking at his father?

Where does his father get so much strength?

Harry stood up, filled with anger, and walked quickly to Norman's room.

When he reached the second floor, he heard a voice coming from his father's room.

Is someone talking to Norman in the room?

Puzzled, he slowed down and walked gently to the door.

His father's voice came from the door, and he vaguely heard the other party talking about the word "Gwen".

He immediately felt uneasy, held his breath, and listened carefully to the sound coming from the door.

"Just follow the plan and continue to investigate Gwen. If necessary, you can take action against her. I don't believe she will be a willing person to cooperate, and Peter Parker"

Norman's cold voice came from inside, and Harry's pupils dilated the moment he heard it.

Dad wants to deal with Gwen!

Why? !

Is this still his father?

He knew that "Churchie" was a pet that accompanied him, and he knew that Gwen and Peter were his good friends.

No, this is no longer his father.

He was so strange that he could not recognize him.

Harry walked back slowly, and at the same time he put his hand in his pocket and touched his phone.

He wanted to notify Gwen immediately.

Harry retreated to the door without making any sound, and just as he was about to go downstairs, the door creaked open.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head stiffly.

In his sight, Norman Osborn stood in the darkness at the door.

The other party's eyes turned red, staring at him like a demon.

At the same time.

In the Brooklyn Detention Center.

Matt stood behind the glass, looking at the guy opposite in some astonishment.

He didn't expect this demon to come to see him.

Well, although he can't see it.

But his senses are better than his eyes, it must be that bastard.

Peter picked up the phone and motioned Matt behind the glass to answer the phone.

Although Matt was sent in by him personally, he didn't seem to be embarrassed at all.

"It's really surprising. I thought the first person to come to see me would be my former law partner. After all, he always thought that I cheated him and always wanted to punch me in the face."

Matt said to Peter on the phone.

"That's really a pity. If you don't mind, I can punch you in the face to make up for your regret."

Peter looked reluctant.

The other party was locked up here, which made him a good check, so he really wanted to do it.

"Forget it, after all, we are not that close."

Matt pushed his red sunglasses and said to Peter: "What do you want to ask?"

He guessed Peter's purpose at once.

Peter stared at Matt behind the glass and asked him: "Do you know Helen Nolan?"

Hearing this name, Matt was stunned and his expression was no longer calm.

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