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The question soon became less important, and in fact there wasn't that much time for the two to go back and compare their memories.

What's more, this restless guy has a new move.

He got a call, a call he'd been waiting for.Almost at the first ring of the bell, he couldn't wait to press the answer button, and he breathed a sigh of relief visible to the naked eye.

Maybe it was because of timidity, guilty conscience, or caution, or something else, this person lowered his voice extremely low.Tara and Peter could barely see his lips move slightly, and the specific syllables were indeed completely swallowed by the wind.

Not to mention the voice on the other end of the phone, she was completely confused.

There seemed to be some dispute between the two parties. The masked man's expression was a little angry, and his voice was raised unconsciously.This is convenient for the two people on the roof, at least they can faintly hear some broken words now.

Different, money, truth... some scattered words cannot be connected into a complete sentence at all.

However, it is not difficult to guess that they are probably negotiating conditions, asking for an increase or the like.As for the more specific, this person is not stupid, he did not forget to cover up carefully.

Then there was silence.Silence on both sides.The masked man took a deep breath, calmed down, and waited patiently for the other party's response.

He began to fiddle with the cuffs again, and the heels of his shoes touched the ground slightly.

After 2 minutes, he smiled triumphantly, his shoulders relaxed and slumped.This time, the two heard clearly that the masked man was saying "don't worry".

The phone was hung up.The masked man casually stuffed his phone into his pocket, and fiddled with his cuffs calmly.

Queens has no shortage of winding alleyways.The masked man deftly turned around inside a few times, and turned to a car at the entrance of a certain alley.

It was an extremely inconspicuous car, even if it was randomly thrown on the side of the road, no thief would be willing to find out.

This alley was also chosen to be hidden enough that there was not a single trace of people around.The windows of the car were painted so black that no light could come through, and even Peter and Tara with good eyesight could not see through the windows clearly what was inside.

The scene in front of him seemed a bit strange—after all, the masked man might have bought this car with his outfit, but he just got into the driver's seat naturally.

Oh, and probably can't be said to be natural either.He paused quite obviously, tapped the handlebar of the car in disgust, and then opened the door reluctantly.

The car drove all the way to the suburbs.I don't know if I'm too confident or too stupid, or maybe I'm in a hurry?He didn't mean to hide his route at all, and went straight to his destination.

But this is probably also because the concealment ability of the two is too strong.After all, there are two real and fake spiders. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for people to find out so easily?

The only thing that didn't go well was the destination chosen by the masked man.Obviously, he was going to a rather remote place away from human habitation.So this inevitably brought about a problem—there were gradually no suitable buildings around.

In the last section, the two of them ran back completely in two steps.Fortunately, their speed was fast enough so that they would not be embarrassingly lost.

It seems that there will always be an abandoned warehouse in these places where few people pass by. The surrounding weeds grow wantonly, and the walls are full of potholes.All in all, it's an excellent location for a horror movie.

The speed of the car slowed down until it finally stopped completely.Tara and Peter also quickly climbed to the roof of the warehouse, crouched on it, and observed the situation inside along the cracks in the roof.

The equipment in the warehouse is very complete, even brand new. It is hard to imagine that such a set of things will be placed in such a warehouse.

The atmosphere was quiet and scary, especially when only the sound of the masked man moving things back and forth could be heard.

Now the two knew what was inside the black glass.is a person.Still... a very familiar person.

Harry.Harry Osborn.

He was tightly bound with ropes and had a black hood over his head.But his figure and his clothes were enough for the two to recognize their little friend.

Peter was about to rush down in a flash of excitement, but Tara quickly pinned him down.The girl shook her head slightly, her voice was only breathless: "Look again."

"But that's Harry." Peter tugged on his mask, a little annoyed.

"Harry will also want to know the truth." Tara motioned him to look at the opened device on the table, "Don't worry, we can save him at any time."

"The effects of the medicine should be about to expire." The masked man circled around Harry, muttering, "It's time to wake up."

When Harry felt his consciousness come back, all he heard was "It's time to wake up too".His eyelids trembled slightly, and he subconsciously pretended to be dizzy.

"Okay, young master, I know you're awake." The masked man shook his shoulders vigorously, "Stop pretending, I need you to cooperate with me soberly to do something."

"I know who he is." At the same time, Peter whispered to Tara.

"Ah, I recognized it too." Tara narrowed her eyes, and pushed her back molars in displeasure.

It's the driver of Harry's family, who takes him to and from school every day, the driver who "pleases" "little master" one by one.

It's a feeling that people are clearly in front of them, but they are taken advantage of. This kind of feeling is really not happy.

Seeing Harry open his eyes obediently, the driver nodded in satisfaction.He clearly knew that this was meaningless, but he still wore that crudely made mask, as if trying to cover up something, almost making people laugh.

He pressed a few keys on the keyboard awkwardly, then took two steps back, away from the screen.

The wait is always long and difficult.The driver obviously became anxious, but he forcibly endured it. From the perspective of Tara and Peter, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his face was also tense.

This is a kidnapper without any experience, and I don't know whether it is good news or bad news.

He subconsciously fiddled with the cuff, raised his hand halfway but put it down again, and pinched his palm instead to hide the slight trembling of his fingers.

The screen flickered, and finally it was no longer a meaningless background.A familiar face appeared, so familiar that people almost let out an exclamation of "so it is" or "as expected".

Thin, with veins all over his face, he looks like a 40-year-old middle-aged man, some kind of cold-blooded animal with cold eyes.

Norman Osborn.

The author has something to say: make trouble, why does it seem to be a little happy [giggle]