American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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Just after the figures of Bruce, Lex, and Clark left this empty space, Schiller scanned the underground hole, ignoring the half-pound miniature camera left by Bruce, ready to work.

Although it was said to be an experiment, it was actually very simple. Schiller turned directly into gray fog and floated above the monster egg. When the gray fog touched the monster egg, the monster egg disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Schiller focused his attention on the ring in his hand. In an instant, he appeared on the familiar empty island in the gray fog space. He turned his head and saw the huge monster egg placed beside him.

Schiller turned around the monster egg. He found that although the heartbeat in the eggshell became faster, it was still very stable, and there was no sign of breaking the shell.

In this case, Schiller decided to put it here first, and then deal with the outside affairs.

After returning to the basement of the manor, Gray Fog let out a happy "Yeah!", and then started to eat.

The gray mist spread out, covering the entire empty space, and the sound of "Katcha Kacha Kacha" was incessant, and within a few minutes, the kryptonite on the device was all eaten up.

"Hiccup... so full!"

Gray fog let out a satisfied sigh, and then went silent, as if to concentrate on digesting it again.

Schiller looked at the empty underground void, he just took a step to leave, suddenly remembered something, and whispered to himself: "Oh, yes, did Lex say that the former I am here? Left something?"

"Okay, let me see, where should it be hidden?"

He first looked at the void, and then took a decisive step away from here.

The first is because there is really no place to hide things in this void, and the second is that if the previous Schiller was an ordinary person, the amount of radiation here would be enough to kill him, and it is unlikely that he would put Dong XZ in a such a place.

Schiller walked out, looked around in the hall and corridor, found nothing, and then returned to the cellar where they had come down.

In the cellar and the corridor leading from the cellar to the hall, Schiller carefully checked several times. Finally, he unscrewed a lamp at the top, and found that there seemed to be a dark space on it. He reached out and touched it. a metal product.

After getting that thing down, Schiller found that it was a small safe, so small that it could even be carried in his arms. Thinking of the previous description of Lex, Schiller guessed that it might contain the Dionysian factor. related things.

So, he separated a wisp of gray fog and prepared to unlock the door of the safe.

On the ground covered in silver, the cellar door opened with a bang, and the door opened for a while, but no one came out.

After a few minutes, Bruce and Lex climbed out of the cellar door one after another. Both of them looked around in confusion, as if they were deeply puzzled by the fact that there were no enemies.

"It seems that Clark has solved them all." Lex said, looking at the traces on the surrounding snow.

"Impossible, Clark doesn't kill people."

Lex snorted disdainfully, and said, "How long have you known him? You sound like ten years, but in fact, it hasn't been more than a day at all. How do you know him..."

"Hey guys, I'm back!"

At this time, Clark just fell from the sky. He put his hands on his hips and slowly landed on the ground. Bruce frowned and asked, "Why did you go?"

Lex saw that Clark was covered in chills, his hair and eyebrows were covered with snowflakes, and he looked like he had been standing in the snow for a long time.

"I got those annoying agents away."

"It's gone, where did it go?" Lex asked suspiciously, "You shouldn't have killed them, right?"

"Of course not, I wouldn't do such cruel things, I just let them go back to their hometown."

"Isn't that just killing them?"

Clark reluctantly waved his hand and said:

"No, didn't they say they were from the FBI? I tied them up and flew them to the FBI base and put them down."

"I moved very quickly. No agents saw me. They had to thank me. Otherwise, how would they get back in such a big snowy day?"

Bruce and Lex opened their mouths at the same time, and they looked at each other. Bruce said hesitantly, "Have you ever considered that they might not be from the FBI?"

"But they said they were the FBI, and even if they weren't, the FBI would have sent them home."

"The FBI may send them 'back home'."

Bruce glanced at Lex, who was shivering in the snow, and Clark, who was panting just after exercising. He said, "You two should go back to your room."

After speaking, he turned and walked forward, stepping on the thick snow, across the courtyard, and returned to the banquet hall.

In the banquet hall, it was still a mess. The tablecloth fell on the ground, and the candlesticks and tableware were scattered everywhere. Bruce stepped over these obstacles and walked straight in. He and Benjamin still had an account to settle.

According to his speculation, Benjamin should be silently observing the situation in the courtyard at a higher floor. It may be the high-rise of the main building of the manor, or it may be the high-rise of the tower next to it. Bruce decided to go to the nearest high-rise main building to investigate.

As soon as he reached the fourth floor, Bruce found some clues. There are almost no ordinary residents here, but there are a lot of traces of people's activities.

Going up another floor to the fifth floor, Bruce was even more puzzled. There were a lot of messes here, and he couldn't understand what they were used for.

It looks like someone is deliberately leading someone up, Bruce speculates, but he's sure it's not himself, because the traces have been checked, and Bruce thinks it's not a smart move. The trap, at least he certainly won't fall for it.

Just as he walked through the corridor, turned a corner, and was about to walk into the stairwell, he saw a corpse lying on the floor of the middle landing of the stairs - it was Benjamin.

Bruce's eyes narrowed. After he walked up the stairs, he began to examine Benjamin's body. From the state of the wounds and blood, it seemed that Benjamin had just died.

Judging from the surrounding situation, Benjamin may have been besieged, and Bruce was somewhat unable to target, because those banquet guests must not have the ability to kill Benjamin.

But apart from those guests, those who have this ability are Bruce and his party, or other agents.

Thinking of this, Bruce speculated that perhaps the contradiction within the agent led to Benjamin's death, and the person most likely to do it was Benjamin's deputy Kayla.

Thinking like this, Bruce continued to walk up, while holding a bat dart in his hand, and after reaching the sixth floor, he found that only the door of one room was open, and the light shining on the floor and on the wall, as if the corridor was cut off.

Bruce walked over against the wall, but when he probed into the room, Kayla, who was standing in the center of the room, also saw him, and Kayla said, "Come in, Mr. Wayne."

Realizing that he had been discovered, Bruce didn't intend to sneak any more. He walked in, but still did not let his guard down. Kayla stood opposite him and said to him:

"Mr. Wayne, I have bad news for you."

Bruce was silent, but Kayla didn't care about his attitude, but said to herself, "Just now, for some reason, I killed that idiot named Benjamin."

"The motive and the method are not important..." As Kayla said, she walked to the back of the table, took out a document from the drawer, and threw it on the table.

"Clap" sounded, and Kayla continued, "I found this in Benjamin's briefcase. Do you want to see the profile of your butler?"

Bruce's eyes fell on the thick stack of documents on the desktop. He estimated the content of the documents based on the thickness of the paper, and then stood silently in place without moving.

Kayla waved her pistol and said:

"I'm different from that idiot Benjamin. I have no intention of being an enemy of the Wayne Group. I'm waiting for you here, just to give you this information as a favor. I hope you don't mind what the agents did before."

"That's it, you can take your time, I'll leave first."

"By the way, it's best not to try to stop me with the dart in your hand. Just now, the communication has been restored, and the satellite phone in my hand has been restored. If you do it, the headquarters will know immediately."

Saying that, Kayla strode past Bruce and left the room. After she went down one floor, she came to a room on the fifth floor, where Alfred looked at her helplessly.

About ten minutes ago, Kayla led Alfred to the room where Benjamin put the information. Kayla walked behind the desk, pulled the document out of the folder, and carefully examined the contents.

"Oh, sorry, I've been a little curious before, but Benjamin is very vigilant. I didn't find a chance to see it. Would you like to see it?"

Alfred shook his head and said, "When you reach my age, you won't want to look back at your resume, which is full of dark history."

Hearing this, Kayla instinctively glanced at the "Emotions" column in Alfred's profile, the long list of names.

"Well, no matter what, let's get rid of it as soon as possible and just pretend this never happened."

Alfred shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. With Bruce's wisdom, if he really doubted me, he would have already investigated the information clearly. In this case, it is not so important to destroy it."

Kayla reluctantly put the information back on the table and said:

"Even if you have a good relationship with Bruce, from what I've seen, he's a very typical American, and he's the kind of guy who's instinctively suspicious of everything."

Seeing Alfred's indifferent expression, Kayla sighed, she came to Alfred's opposite and said to him:

"Before, you taught me a lot of things. You are really a good teacher. Whether it's public or private, I hope you can continue to live a peaceful life."

Seeing that Alfred didn't want to discuss this topic, Kayla insisted:

"I have to make sure that little Wayne doesn't doubt you, or that he also has feelings for you, not just that you are paying unilaterally, otherwise sooner or later, he will hurt you."

Kayla stretched out her hand and pushed Alfred directly, saying, "You go downstairs and wait, I'd like to see, this information is placed in front of Little Wayne, what will he do, if he really dares to betray you, I just shot him."

Kayla has feelings for Alfred, and Alfred has the same for her. He will teach Kayla so carefully. In fact, he also pours part of his family into her. Facing Kayla's kindness, Alfred Reid couldn't refuse firmly.

So, after Kyra handed over the materials to Bruce, Bruce stood behind the desk and looked at the pile of materials on the table. From his current angle, he could only see the first page of the materials, which read Al Basic info on Fred.

Bruce stepped forward and picked up the document. He aligned the document on the table, but instead of opening it, he took out a lighter.

Watching the paper slowly turn into black ashes in the burning flames, Bruce turned to look outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Behind him, the information on the first page was quickly burnt out, and the words "KGB - MI6 Agent: Alfred Pennyworth" at the very top completely disappeared in the flames.

While Bruce was standing by the window, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, what he thought was whether his housekeeper had seen snow bigger and more beautiful than here in the vast snow field of the northern country~www.NovelMTL.com~ But there is one more thing I want to confirm. In the room on the fifth floor, Kayla touched her chin and asked hesitantly. She said, "Of course, if I can't say it, I don't ask. "

"There's nothing that can't be said, now your level is higher than mine."

"It's not really important, it's the 'Philby List', you know, it's hard for me to persuade those idiots to change their minds. I have to make sure you hide it well, otherwise it's going to be troublesome if you lose it."

"I did hide it before, but later, I wanted to say goodbye to my past identity completely and return everything to the original owner, so I contacted Moscow and asked them to go to a contact point I designated to retrieve it. list."

"After I sent the list, they sent agents to take it away. The list should be back in Moscow by now."

"Returning to Moscow?" Kayla frowned and said very seriously: "Impossible, I have been in constant contact with Moscow. If the list had already returned to Moscow, why would there be such a commotion over Philby's body? of?"

Alfred also frowned. He said, "I'm pretty sure that the communication between me and Moscow is trustworthy, and absolutely no one else interferes. As for the whereabouts of the list..."

He shook his head and said, "...I don't know."

At this time, in the basement of the manor, Schiller successfully used the gray fog to cheat and pried open the safe.

After opening the door of the safe, what caught his eye was not the expected Dionysian factor reagent, but an ordinary looking folder.

Above the folder, a badge with a sickle, a hammer and a red flag was shining.