Marvel's strongest warden

Chapter 127 You help me, I will help you [23]

"Oh."

After hearing the accusation, Mason said to Agent Hannah: "If you say that, then I'm afraid I'm going to reveal the secret of our business.

But I look, if I can't say anything today, you won't let me go, will you?
Well, it looks like it is, so I'll say it anyway.

In fact, this is just a little trick, just psychological comfort. My customer, Mr. Norman Osborne, he told me firmly that he was haunted by demons.

You know, I'm not a Catholic, I'm not a Christian, I don't really believe in these things.

But it's impossible for me to tell others the truth, do you want me to tell Mr. Osborne, 'Oh, forgive me Mr. Osborne, you know, there are no demons in this world, I suspect you have a problem with your mind '.

Did you send the other party away immediately?

Impossible, Miss Inspector, no one has a grudge against money.

Mr. Osborne was a big client. "

Agent Hannah didn't seem satisfied when she heard Mason's fluent answer. She took out her mobile phone and picked out a photo. It was a Jesus fish painted by Mason with holy salt in Harry's bedroom.

"You don't know this one, do you? This is the famous Jesus fish. You can even use this photo to identify it. Goolge it.

Do you want me to teach you how to use this? "

Mason said in a surprised tone. Agent Hannah avoided Mason's hand and said, "Of course we know this. If you remember anything, remember to call this number."

When Mason was talking, she closely watched Mason's every move, as long as he had a little flaw, then she could see it.

She is very confident in her eyes.

This time she didn't see anything, so she gave Mason a business card. Mason took a look at it, remembered the phone number on it, and tore up the business card after leaving here.

The Green Goblin was caught in the prison van and taken away. Mason stood at the door with his arms folded and watched them leave. Soon someone came to contact him. These people were a subsidiary of Osborne Industrial Group and a construction company. They came Probing Mason's loss.

"You don't need to claim the insurance," said the red-faced leader, who seemed to have some alcoholic liver disease, "we will reimburse all of them."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work."

Mason said a meaningless nonsense, he was leaning against the door now, he didn't know what he was thinking, those clairvoyant and Jin Bin people were sucked dry, now he finally got enough 5100 crime points.

He even found it a bit dull and uninteresting.

This point of crime is really too little for him. The Green Goblin killed General Ross as soon as he appeared on the stage. This is something he did not expect. Turned into a lizard man.

He will pay for it.

He has no idea of ​​stealing people from the military and S.H.I.E.L.D.

He smoked a cigarette, the sedative effect of nicotine, which he hadn't intended to smoke himself, but which he had intended for Harry Osborn.

Harry has what he needs, not the crime value, but a little better than the crime value.

"Mr. Mason."

This poor kid was released from S.H.I.E.L.D., he seems to be having a bad day these days, maybe because of suffering, this poor little face has a lot of pimples, dark circles and heavy pimples.

Probably didn't get a good night's sleep.

"Do you smoke?"

Mason handed the tobacco to Harry. Harry took the tobacco and wanted to take a sip, but found that he had no matches. When he looked at Mason, he found Mason smiling at him.

"Children can't smoke this kind of thing, just put it in their mouth and mean it."

Mason said boredly, "So, Harry, what are you looking for me for? Obviously, your father doesn't need me now.

You should too. "

Harry stood aside, and he was also very confused. For him, everything was supported by his father, and he didn't need to worry about other things, and he never got involved in the management of Osborne Industries, so for him, In the past, there was always a person in front of him, carrying the burden together.

But now, that person is gone.

The future is uncertain.

He felt so scared that he didn't even know who to go to.

In his mind, only what his father said to him at that time.

"Go to Mason, Harry, go to Mason."

So even after he was released, he didn't choose to go home the first time, but came here to look for Mason.

Mason looked at the helpless child, took some money from himself and said, "Take this money and leave before it gets dark.

It's not so safe here, you have to believe me on this point, if you are kidnapped here, believe me, you are so delicate and tender, you can't stand that kind of suffering. "

After finishing speaking, Mason planned to go back to his office, leaving a poor Harry here, and Harry was walking back and forth with money in his hand.

After a while, he still gritted his teeth and followed. For some reason, his mind was filled with his father's words now, and he felt that Mason could help him.

Over the years, a strong father has subtly influenced him.

Before you know it, a father falls and needs someone strong to show him where to go.

Mason just sat in his seat. He heard the footsteps behind him, but he didn't stop. Mason took out a carving knife, pushed down everything on his desk, and carved words on it. .

This is a mysterious prayer text, suitable for signing contracts!

Harry stood at the door in a dilemma. After Mason finished writing the contract and blew out all the things on the table, he waved to him and said, "Come in, kid."

Seeing Harry sitting in front of him, Mason stood in front of him, put his hands on his shoulders and said, "Son, are you feeling lost?"

He signaled Harry to stand up, searched carefully on his body, but did not find a monitor on his body, and then continued: "Then, son, I can help you, what are you willing to pay for it?"

"What are you willing to give for this?"

He was obviously taken aback, and after he realized it, he said, "I can give you money, a lot of money."

"You're wrong, Harry, it's not about money, it's never been about money, I'm not helping you for money, I'm not so superficial.

Harry, ask yourself, do you really have nothing but money? "

The young man was so questioned by Mason that there were question marks in his eyes. He looked at Mason, and Mason also looked at him with encouraging eyes, and said to him: "Okay, let's just say this, I will help you, you help me." me, harry!

I can help you this time, so how should you repay me?

We're friends, aren't we, Harry, so you help me and I help you. "

Hearing Mason's barrage of questions, Harry was completely stuck, and he was tongue-tied for a while before he said, "Then, Mr. Mason, what can I help you with?"

"this."

He pulled Harry to the table, pointed to the table and said, "After signing this contract, let's face the next thing together."

(End of this chapter)