Since his transmigration, Anton hadn't had much contact with Norman Osborn, but the latter had left a good impression on him.
Although calculating, Norman knew when to advance and retreat, possessing the demeanor of a successful entrepreneur.
The key point was that Norman was generous.
Secondly, his son, Harry Osborn, was a polite person and a fan of Batman.
Considering the genetic diseases in the family, Anton could understand Norman's actions. However, he had to admit that after Norman split into the Green Goblin, he became a different person, no longer the Norman Osborn everyone knew!
In the Green Goblin state, Norman Osborn's negative emotions rapidly amplified. Apart from family, namely Harry Osborn, he had almost no other positive emotions, with only destruction, crime, and other terrifying activities in his mind.
Anton wouldn't dare to treat the Green Goblin as Norman Osborn.
For the sake of their past friendship and Harry Osborn being an investor in his films, he could help Norman drive out the negative personality in his mind after subduing him. But before that, he would definitely use all his strength to capture Norman in his Green Goblin form.
Gotta get even for those Pumpkin Bombs yesterday!
Anton could be a coward, but Batman couldn't.
Thinking it over, Anton left the Daily Bugle and drove to the Continental Hotel.
"Mr. Jameson, it's good to see you again!"
The black guy at the front desk wasn't as panicked as last time when he saw Anton.
They were all on the same side now.
He nodded slightly, "Mr. Winston is in his office. I'll let him know you're here."
"Right."
Anton didn't linger and went straight to Winston's office.
"Anton, it's been a while."
Winston greeted him at the door with a smile.
Ever since Anton helped take down Kingpin, the High Table's influence had spread to Hell's Kitchen. Consequently, the Continental Hotel's status had risen, and it now covered the entire New York area. Most professional killers in New York were registered with the Continental Hotel. The unregistered ones were mostly insignificant small-time thugs that no one cared about.
Furthermore, assassins across the United States held the Continental Hotel in high regard.
In this environment, the Continental Hotel had practically become the "Assassin's Association" recognized across the United States.
And Winston, the controller of the Continental Hotel, was the president of the "Assassin's Association."
Winston wouldn't forget that Anton was the one who brought all of this about.
Although the two had disagreements, as long as the outcome was good, the process didn't matter at all.
Besides, Anton is Batman!
In the current United States, no one can ignore Batman's existence.
"Winston, I heard from Daredevil that the High Table is doing well recently."
Anton exchanged a few pleasantries and said, "I'm here to see you about Osborn. I want you to use the High Table's intelligence network to help me find out where the recent batch of chemicals purchased by Osborn Corporation ended up."
"Osborn?"
Winston was somewhat surprised.
He knew Anton's surface identity.
As a genius director and the secret owner of the Daily Bugle, Anton had a decent relationship with Norman Osborn. Why would he suddenly want to investigate Osborn Corporation?
"Wait a moment, I'll help you figure it out."
Winston didn't ask any further questions; his professional nature didn't encourage excessive curiosity about "problems."
Asking even one extra question could lead to more than one headache.
"There are many of our people among the dock workers nearby; it's not a question that's difficult to answer."
After Winston finished speaking, he made a phone call and quickly provided an answer.
"Osborn Manor."
He continued, "Those chemicals have been delivered to Norman Osborn's own manor, just outside of New York. I don't think I need to tell you the exact location."
"Understood."
Anton nodded at Winston, offering a hint: "The Foot Clan is about to be in trouble. If the High Table also has designs on Brooklyn, you can seize the opportunity to get involved."
"Oh?"
Winston was taken aback, but then saw Anton's departing figure and smiled sincerely.
What a lucky star!
Night.
Anton, as Batman, arrived at Osborn Manor on the outskirts of New York.
This was originally a barren mountain that wasn't particularly steep. Twenty years ago, Norman Osborn had spent a fortune transforming it into his own manor.
Although it was in the suburbs, it was only an hour's drive to the city, not too far.
After arriving at the manor, Anton hid in a small grove, observing the tight security measures of Osborn Manor, and thought to himself, something was definitely wrong.
The weaponry on these people exceeded that of normal security.
Norman Osborn's secret laboratory was likely located within this manor.
Swoosh! He found a blind spot in the surveillance and infiltrated it.
Underneath the manor.
Very few people knew that a huge laboratory was hidden here.
At this moment, a tall, green-skinned Lizardman was sitting on a chair several sizes larger than a normal one, operating the high-end experimental equipment in front of him.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
The Lizardman muttered to himself, "It seems that the Human Enhancement Serum can slow down the genetic deterioration, but it doesn't play a decisive role. It can't fundamentally compensate for the genetic defects, and also..."
He paused. "The Human Enhancement Serum actually has the side effect of causing split personalities. That's a serious problem."
As if thinking of something, a hint of wariness flashed in his beastly eyes.
Clearly, Lizardman was thinking of Norman Osborn, whose negative emotions were amplified to the extreme by the side effects, transforming him into the Green Goblin.
A cruel, volatile individual whose hobby was dressing up as a goblin and wreaking havoc everywhere on a flying glider!
It had only been a few days, and the experimental base was almost overturned by that guy!
Now, that guy had begun to call himself the Green Goblin.
Consumed by a desire for destruction!
If it weren't for conducting his own experiments at Osborn Corporation, Lizardman would have really liked to smack the Green Goblin with his tail.
He never expected that he would be viewed the same way by the Green Goblin.
A useless man who, after taking the "Human Enhancement Serum," had regained his limbs but was mentally deranged to the point of worshipping lizards.
Although the Green Goblin was insane, he at least still considered himself human.
Moreover, the Green Goblin firmly believed that the Human Enhancement Serum was the true path of evolution that humanity had to face.
Certainly not the "Lizard Empire" as spoken of by the Lizardmen.
Both men harbored ulterior motives and were not good people.
One hoped that Osborn Corporation could support his research.
The other hoped that the Lizardman could use his intelligence to research, as soon as possible, a solution without side effects that could solve genetic diseases and genetic defects once and for all.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Suddenly, a piercing alarm blared through the spacious underground laboratory.
"Someone's broken in!"
The Lizardman was startled. Someone had managed to get into this place?
He thought back to last night. The Green Goblin had taken out weapons he'd prepared long ago, his face contorted as he rushed out of the manor. He'd then returned, reeking of killing intent and looking somewhat disheveled.
Needless to say, this guy had been up to no good outside and had brought trouble upon himself.
At this moment, the Lizardman didn't know that the Green Goblin had angered the very man who had once torn off his limbs.
But in the next second, he would find out.
A familiar voice echoed in his ears, instantly twisting the Lizardman's expression.
"Connors, you're really here!"
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