In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicle

Chapter 73 The Curtain Is Coming
When Norman Osborn took the survey results from Richard, he opened it in a daze, and saw a very familiar term.

city ​​name.

Norman Osborn looked at Richard, and Richard shrugged: "Don't look at me, I'm not sure if the information inside is true, but to be honest, put the blame on a bookstore manager, Tsk, the person who gave me the news must be mentally ill."

Norman Osborn flipped through the information, and Richard on the side continued to chatter: "If you want me to say, you can just ask Annie directly? Annie is from Devil City. Although I personally think that Devil City is just those damned A negative model introduced by politicians, the specific purpose is unknown, but anyway, I definitely don’t believe that a city is either a devil or a monster. A normal person would not believe such a thing. Are you right? I received the news It's time..."

Norman Osborn closed the document in his hand with a snap.

"Oh? Have you finished reading it?" Richard suddenly regained his energy.

Norman Osborn was smiling, but the veins on his forehead were bulging: "No, it's just that you keep talking beside me, I can't stand it."

Richard immediately made a gesture of putting his hand next to his mouth and pulling the zipper with his hand, signaling that he would shut up.

Norman looked again...

The information inside is the financial statements of the Osborne Group in recent years, as well as the linear statistical graphs made.

Norman frowned and looked at the direct cliff-like downward arc, and pursed his lips.

Continue to read, the reason is explained later in the information.

The reason, well, Norman knew.

The parade lasted for a whole year, which is very rare in the beautiful country.

[Another layer of meaning means that parades are very common ~ after all, it is a beautiful scenery line]

Therefore, the Boston Parade is still an after-dinner talk for the people of the entire beautiful country.

The parade, which lasted for a whole year, had a huge impact on the businesses on both sides of the parade street in Boston.

As luck would have it, that street is full of high-tech enterprises, and the office buildings, office buildings, and experimental bases of Boston's biochemical and technology companies are all on that street.

Not to mention, even if Osborne's branch in Boston, the biological building, the laboratory building, and the ecological park were all closed to save costs, the employees kept them at home.

But not having to pay employees doesn't mean you can stop losses.

Not to mention the building, the tax bureau doesn't care how many days you don't open throughout the year, and how many days you don't work at all. Anyway, you have to pay land tax, don't you?You can try it if you don't pay.

It's just a little bit.

The most important thing is the maintenance of biological experiment equipment and the treatment of experimental organisms. Ha, when it comes to this, it is not a later generation. If it is a later generation, if mice and monkeys in the biological laboratory are euthanized in order to save costs, there must be a batch of them. Organizations such as "Animal Lives Matter" jumped out to make the Osborne Group even worse.

The current social environment is not so outrageous, but the experimental organisms have to be disposed of, and the disposal fee of the corpse is also a large expense.

Then the equipment has to be maintained and maintained.

It is impossible to buy several million pieces of equipment, and you will not pay the maintenance fee of tens of thousands of dollars a year.

And these devices are not the kind with one or two.

That adds up to another expense.

And most importantly, most of the experimental data processing required by the biological laboratory in New York can indeed be completed locally in New York, but there must be projects that require the cooperation of the experimental team in Boston.

In general, less in, out...

It was a rushing flow like opening a gate to release water...

Of course, if you really want to say how huge the impact is, it will definitely not be enough.

It is impossible for the Osborne Group to get down because of this, after all, this can only be said to be a small fight.

But you have to find someone to be responsible, the capital doesn't care what you have or not.

Other members of the board of directors don't look at these either.

They just look at the data.

Amberson, the father of Norman Osborn, is now the spokesperson of the Osborne Group.

Of course, he was pushed out to take the blame.

Of course, expulsion is impossible, but there is nothing wrong with being demoted to director. Norman Osborn saw the news himself, and he could only verbally scold him, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Because that's how the game works.

This is also the tradition of American imperialism. Many groups named after family enterprises, if you have a deeper understanding, you will find that the person in power is not the last name of the group.

Among them, emerging entrepreneurs are the main ones.

The Osborne Group is obviously also an emerging group.

They only started to make efforts after World War II, and they must not be able to compare with those century-old giants of the US emperor.

Closer to home, the information in Norman's hands is actually not detailed, just a rough introduction, and finally put the behind-the-scenes driving force of the Boston Parade on an ordinary bookstore owner in Devil City, and it is conclusively confirmed that the owner did it .

The proof is... the owner is behind the scenes funding it.

Norman Osborn curled his lips dismissively.

This is clearly framed and slanderous.

Taking a step back, even if the boss really sponsored the parade, it would be legal—yes, in the beautiful country, it is legal for you to contribute money and effort to the parade. Of course, there are specific rules and regulations.

It's too embarrassing to throw the blame on an ordinary person. Isn't it because your officials in Boston are so messy that there are so many messes?

What's the matter with an ordinary bookstore owner?

Forget it, it seems that what happened in my family was caused by random disasters, the Osborne Group was affected by the Boston parade, and my father's position under his butt was lost, but if this is the case...

Norman Osborn raised his head, with some anticipation—would his father have time to spend more time with him?
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"Ah!" A tragic wail sounded in the alley, a humanoid spider monster walked out of the dark alley, and disappeared in this block within a few jumps...

And at this moment, other people in Hell's Kitchen are...

It's normal, no one finds it strange at all.

This is the case in Hell's Kitchen at night. It should be said that they feel strange otherwise.

No one would want to come to this dark alley for excitement.

……

"Squeak!" The wooden door opened, and the spider monster walked in. Then, he returned to his human form, closed the door, and then knelt on the ground trembling...

"...God, please have mercy on me according to your loving kindness, and blot out my past according to your abundant mercy. Please wash away my sins and cleanse my sins. Because I know my mistakes, I His sin is always..."

He knelt on the ground, and prayer words kept coming out of his mouth, intermittently because of his trembling tone...

After a long time, he finally stopped trembling, put his hands on the silver cross necklace on his chest, and called out in a heavy and sincere voice: "Amen."

"boom!"

"Hands up! FBI!" There was a loud shout, and at the same time, this small wooden house in a New York city park was kicked away.

The expression of the man in the wooden house changed, and then he quickly transformed into a spider monster, rushing out in the hail of bullets...

"Hahaha……"

For a long, long time, the spider monster sat down on the back slope of a small hill in a New York park, and then lay down on the ground, panting continuously.

When he regained his human form again, he felt a burst of pain all over his body, which made him howl in pain: "Ah! Ah..."

"Heh, it looks like your situation is not very good." A light laugh came.

This familiar devil's voice, which echoed in his mind day and night, made the man even forget the pain in his body for a moment, and looked at the person coming, looking at...

This casually dressed, even carrying a wandering fish basket in his hand.

"You, you devil! You devil!" His lips trembled, and he kicked the ground with his feet, trying to stay away from the ranger. However, the bullets used by the agents were specially made.

Don't underestimate how powerful his spider Gulangi is.

If normal Gulangi is B, C, trash fish like spiders only have the strength of D.

In addition, how could You Qi give this guy normal Gulangi power?
So down another notch.

And in itself, even if the two levels of C and D are not Kamen Riders, humans have ways to deal with them.

If the spy organization didn't want to catch people alive, this guy would have been killed many times already.

Well, this guy is the Boston agent who once gave the Rangers a hard time.

On that beach, he was turned into a monster and shot. Of course, it is impossible for a normal revolver not to kill him.

The reason why he was in such a mess and was hunted down like crazy by the FBI is naturally for a reason...

"Oh? Devil? Hey, it's up to you to decide." You Qi stood lazily on the top of the hillside, looking down at the embarrassed man, "Didn't I ask you at the beginning? Do you want this power? Don't forget, you nodded."

The man swallowed, eyes full of fear, but he still trembled and said: "But, but the strength you gave me, why is it different from others? Why, why do you want me to kill people!"

You Qi squinted his eyes and looked at this dirty white pig: "Hey, do you think so?"

The man shook his body, trying to stay away from the ranger, but he found in despair that his body could not move now...

You Qi approached the man slowly, and said as he walked: "You think that as long as you say this to yourself in your heart, you can feel better, as long as you push all the faults on me, as long as you tell yourself, it's all my fault , because of me you need to kill one person every day.

As long as you think like this, you can continue to live in this world with peace of mind..."

You Qi smiled and squatted down to look down at the man: "The power I gave you is indeed flawed, you have to kill one person every day to keep yourself alive, but..."

Ranger approached the man and said softly, "Why do you have to do what I say? You can also choose...not to kill, right?"

Saying that, without waiting for the man's reaction, You Qi stood up and looked at the man condescendingly: "Ah, by the way, I didn't come here today to tell you these things, but to inform you of something."

You Qi showed a sunny smile: "Starting tomorrow, you must kill two people every day, otherwise, you will be wiped out directly, and you will be turned into a gray one~ so~ come on.

To ~live~"

After finishing speaking, a burst of gray fog shrouded, and the ranger disappeared in place...

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At night, You Qi returned to the bookstore with a gloomy expression on his face:

"Damn it, I just said that the feng shui of that place is bad! I didn't catch a single fish all afternoon!"

Izzy came over and took Youqi's empty fishing rod and fishing rod, turned around and looked for a place to hang it.

Yazi covered his mouth and chuckled: "I just said you are not suitable for fishing, sama."

You Qi had a dark face and poked his neck: "Who, who said that! Tomorrow! Tomorrow I will definitely catch 10... 8... 3! At least 3! Just wait and see, Yaz! "

After finishing speaking, he went to take a bath with a depressed face.

Yaz propped his chin with both hands, looking at You Qi with radiant eyes:

Roaming sama is not suitable for fishing, but it is very proficient in baiting in reality~ It's really fascinating~ Stark Industries Expo...

I'm looking forward to it~

(End of this chapter)