v2 Chapter 143： common goal

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At noon, the scorching sun is in the sky.

Above the sky, Cao Gui sat on the ball cloud, overlooking the bustling New York City below.

Between the high-rise buildings below, a blond woman raised her hand and bent her wrist, and a strange sound sounded, and a white almost transparent silk thread shot out from the wrist and adhered to the wall.

The blond woman grabbed the silk thread, swayed, and fell to the wall with her strength. The whole person stood firmly on the smooth wall that was perpendicular to the ground.

"Wow~!"

Looking at the busy traffic below, Gwen couldn't help cheering, and with his feet, he pressed his body parallel to the ground to the wall in an instant.

"God..." Gwen looked at his body that was attached to the wall without any external objects, and couldn't help sighing:

"It seems that I really have the ability of a spider."

In the sky, Cao Gui looked at Gwen thoughtfully, ignoring Holland, the first two versions of spiders have their own points.

Toby, who is slightly chubby and not talkative, is powerful, and his physical fitness is the strongest of the three versions, while Garfield's version is light, fast, and better than agility and dexterity.

The amazing thing is that Gwen has Toby's ability to spin silk, but he doesn't have Toby's superficial power. On the contrary, like Garfield, he is good at agility and is better than speed.

Cao Gui couldn't understand it, so he could only attribute it to a parallel universe.

In the afternoon, Teacher Gwen took a leave of absence, then came to the Osborne Group, directly invoked his shareholder rights, and checked the spider-related information.

Soon, everything was known to her, but equally, the things recorded in the documents made her doubt.

"Richard Parker... There is a problem with the experiment... Then why am I not at all...?" Gwen Dai frowned and murmured in confusion.

Seeing this, Gwen decided to suppress what happened to him and not tell anyone for the time being.

This matter is too strange, there is no guarantee that there will be no conspiracy or power struggle behind it, so be careful.

…

In the evening, on a street, Lucy had just parked the car, pushed the door to get out of the car, but saw the reflection of the scalp not far away, and a person slowly walked out of the shadow, it was her father, John McClain.

"John, what are you doing here?" Lucy didn't give him any good looks at all. This man didn't care about their siblings at all, just said he was busy, very busy. Lucy has never been around her father since she was a child. Person number one.

"Don't call me that, Lucy, I'm your father, and I hate you calling me that." McLean frowned and said dissatisfiedly.

"What are you doing here?" Lucy didn't bother to entangle with him, and asked directly about her intentions.

"You don't answer my calls, and you don't return my calls..." McClain sighed slightly and said helplessly, he is now middle-aged, his wife divorced him, his daughter was not cold to him, and his son disappeared directly. Old man, he felt extremely tired.

"That's because I don't want to talk to you at all!"

"Why? What's the reason this time?"

"Why?" Lucy's voice couldn't help raising her voice: "Do you want me to list them one by one? You spy on me, stalk me, and harass me!"

"Kid, I didn't follow you, I just couldn't find you, I didn't harass you, I just wanted you to talk to..."

"Dad, I don't want to talk at all!" Abandoning these words, Lucy left without looking back.

"Lucy..." McClain opened his mouth, but could only sigh helplessly as he watched Lucy's retreating back.

"Ugh…"

McLean rubbed his sore forehead. In the past few years, he had been working under too much pressure and had the habit of drinking too much. Every time he faced a successful ex-wife and two children, he couldn't bear it under the influence of alcohol. Tempered, until now, he knew what regret was.

Regardless of his reputation among New York criminals, in fact, he's just an old man who doesn't want a wife or children.

…

In the Osborn Villa, Harry sat in front of the computer, constantly operating the computer, looking awe-inspiring, even a little dignified.

"Harry, what happened?" Cao Gui asked suspiciously, "You look so serious."

"Cao, did you know about the power outage a few days ago?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

Cao Gui nodded. He was very impressed. At the time, he and Beth were lighting the ambient light, but the power went out all of a sudden. It felt like it was gone in an instant. The call came again.

Beth was so angry that Cao Gui took a lot of effort to get rid of her anger, which was why his waist was a little sore that night.

"Our Osborn was also affected by the power outage." Harry said in a deep voice: "You may not know that our Osborn's electricity is directly taken over from the power hub on the east coast."

"That is to say, there was actually a problem in the power hub that night."

"Oh?" Cao Gui raised his brows, it seemed that he could earn points again.

"You keep talking."

"This is very unusual. I looked at the outer firewall of the power hub and found that they had been breached, which caused the power outage that night." Harry said in a deep voice:

"Following the traces left by the other party, I discovered that they not only attacked the power hub, but also attacked us Osborn."

"Do you remember what I said about the hacker friend who died in the server explosion?" Harry asked immediately.

"Remember... you mean that this was also done by the group of people behind?" Cao Gui asked.

"I broke into their system, but I only intercepted a little bit of information, and I was expelled by them." Harry said, if it wasn't for the strong intrusion with the supercomputer researched by the Osborn Group, I am afraid that with his technology Even the broiler set by the other party can't be recognized.

"In that information, I found four people..."

"Three of them died?" Cao Gui suddenly took over.

"Huh? How did you know?" Harry asked suspiciously.

Cao Gui pouted, the movies are played like this, and there is no freshness at all.

"Tell me, where is the other person."

"Camden, Matthew Farrell," said Harry.

"New Jersey..." Cao Gui touched his chin.

"Yes, you help me bring him back. UU reading " Harry said:

"This person is also a hacker, with good skills, especially good at writing algorithms. Without using a supercomputer, I can't break through the firewall he set up."

"What if I use it?" Cao Gui asked, he didn't know much about hackers.

"If you use it, he will notice." Harry spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then delete the number and run away, and we will lose our target."

"Okay, then I'll go." Cao Gui nodded.

…

Somewhere in New York City, McLean sat back in the car with a face full of frustration and loneliness: "John, you really deserve to be the one who made the child angry again..."

beep beep~

"John, John, reply." A voice came from the communication system.

McClain frowned and picked it up reluctantly: "I'm McClain."

"John, the FBI has sent documents asking us to help them arrest someone in Camden, NJ..."

"Hey, wait, wait." John shouted dissatisfiedly: "It's already evening, I should get off work, you can change someone, there are so many rookies in the bureau, they will definitely rush to this matter."

"No way, John." The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie said, "The FBI has made a request that it must be a senior police detective. They can't trust the rookies."

"Oh, my God." McClain was extremely depressed, but he could only obey the orders of his superiors: "What name? Specific information."

"Matthew Farrell, at XXX."

"Understood, Lavino, remember, you owe me once, and remember to invite me to drink when you come back."

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Note: broilers, fake IP addresses captured by hackers, used to mask their real IP